"Hahahaha!! Zhang Fan, the wanted criminal of the Alliance, the demon who brutally killed the professionals, you have been completely surrounded, and there is no hope of escaping. Now, I'm the Lord of the Camp City of God's Plains, Colt. Joan. In the name of Bema orders you, lay down your arms and surrender immediately!! ”

The rampant laughter of the city lord of the Kamihara camp resounded throughout the camp, and all the people who fled in a panic stopped, and everyone raised their heads to look at the city lord's mansion. There, on the roof of the City Lord's Mansion, two men were standing in the wind. At the head was none other than the supreme governor of the vast camp of the Great Divine Plains, the city lord Colt. Joan. Bema. Standing behind him was his son, Young Master Bema.

Colt stood on the roof of the City Lord's Mansion, feeling the oncoming breeze, and looked at Zhang Fan in the distance, with a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

is not waiting for Zhang Fan, but waiting for the day of meritorious service.

The last large-scale attack of monsters was a hundred years ago, that is to say, from birth to the present, Colt has never seen a large-scale monster attack, and he can become the city lord of this camp in the original camp of the gods, relying more on his father, the shadow of old Bema. As a person with ideals, ambitions and ambitions, this kind of chaotic life of inaction is simply a kind of torture for him. He fantasizes all the time, fantasizing about himself entering the upper echelons of the alliance and controlling more power.

But after all, this is just a pipe dream, and without the attack of the monsters, he will have no chance to make meritorious contributions. If you don't have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, how can you climb up? The mainland's current appearance, simple political achievements or bribery, will not achieve his goal at all.

Now, though, he sees hope.

As long as Zhang Fan can be captured alive and handed over to the Great Elder, he will definitely be able to show his face in front of the Great Elder, the supreme power person, and when the time comes, what promotion, what promotion, it will be a simple matter!

Thinking of this, the corners of Colt's mouth subconsciously grinned.

As for whether Zhang Fan could be successfully captured, he never doubted it from the beginning.

In fact, Zhang Fan made a big fuss in the elf clan, killed several ten royal guards, and killed the iron dragon, and there was no leakage within the elf clan at all, and the human team and the orc team who entered the Shadow Song Forest who knew the truth also did not have any news.

The orc team was badly damaged, and although there were no dead people, several of them were injured, and they were now desperately rushing towards the territory within the clan.

The human team is relatively fast, and now they have just rushed back to the Naigu camp, without any rest on the way, and Zhang Fan's true strength, they naturally did not say anything.

In this way, except for the members of the elf clan and the two squads, as well as the great elder who can get the magic letter at any time, everyone in the entire continent still stays at the level of the "pseudo-realm" for Zhang Fan's strength. Colt also specially prepared thousands of magic crossbows more than one meter long, made of pure fine iron, which are difficult to defend against even in the pseudo-realm, in his opinion, the current God Yuan is already an iron dragon, even if Zhang Fan inserts wings, he will definitely not be able to fly out.

However, will Zhang Fan escape?

The answer, of course, is no!

Ever since he killed Tie Long, he had already decided that he would no longer hide his true strength. On this continent, except for a top pseudo-realm master like Tie Long, no one could be his opponent. Even if it is an iron dragon, Zhang Fan broke out with the power of chaos, isn't it easy to solve it? And a strong man of the same level as the iron dragon can be counted with two hands.

These people may cause trouble to Zhang Fan, but then again, when it comes to such a level of powerhouse, they usually attack the realm wholeheartedly. If Tielong himself hadn't been killed by Zhang Fan by his younger brother, he wouldn't have left the station easily. As for the orders of the alliance or something, there is no binding force at all on people like them, they can listen to it if they want to, and it doesn't matter if they don't want to listen to a fire, anyway, the alliance's top leaders will not force them.

Zhang Fan is such a tricky guy, as long as he is a person with a little brain, he will definitely not deliberately offend him because of the alliance's light order without any strength.

Therefore, Zhang Fan has no scruples in his heart about showing his true strength.

So...... "Humph! ”

Looking at the soldiers surrounding him, Zhang Fan snorted coldly with an unchanged face, and walked forward.

All the soldiers who stood in his way subconsciously flashed to the side when he was about to approach, not daring to block his way.

"Bastards, what are you all doing, stop him for me, stop him!!"

Colt was still fantasizing about it, but by chance, he saw this scene. Immediately furious, hating the soft bones of these soldiers under his command, he shouted and cursed.

When the soldiers heard Colt's angry scolding, they hesitated for a moment, wanting to stop Zhang Fan, but when they saw Zhang Fan's awe-inspiring momentum, they involuntarily stepped aside.

"Bastard, bastard!"

Realizing that his orders were not as good as before, Colt was even more furious.

However, he still did not lose his mind, and knew that this kind of thing could not be blamed on the soldiers. After all, soldiers are ordinary people, and only the rank above the squad leader will be professionals, but let alone ordinary professionals, even if it is a pseudo-realm, it is not Zhang Fan's opponent, and it is not difficult to understand that those soldiers who are ordinary people can't resist the pressure and flash to the side. So, he poured his anger on Zhang Fan's body.

"Zhang Fan! Stop! I command you in the name of the lord of the camp of the Plains of the Gods, to stand still for me! Stop now, or else, or ......"

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear and still walked forward without hurrying.

"Damn......" Colt scolded in a low voice, not caring about the possibility that Zhang Fan would be shot dead on the spot, and raised his right hand high.

"One step further, and I'll give the order to fire the arrows!! These are all magic crossbows that the pseudo-realm can never resist, and if you dare to take a step forward, I will let you die without a place to be buried!! ”

As he said this, Colt was beating a drum in his heart.

On the one hand, he is his own career, on the other hand, he is in a dilemma, and now what he hopes most is that Zhang Fan can listen to him and stop obediently.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan paused, his body stopped in place, and he turned his head to look at Colt.

Seeing this scene, Colt was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth grinning, glanced at him with contempt, and took a step forward again.

"You ......"

Colt gritted his teeth fiercely, his heart was undecided, and his hand was held high in the air, and he did not fall for a long time.

In the distance, the ridicule at the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth became more obvious, and he almost grinned directly.

"Father, you can't wait any longer, ...... like this"

Young Master Bema knew that there was no way to go on like this, so he could only walk to his father's side and whisper.

His words suddenly woke up Colt who was hesitating, turned his head to look around, and saw the soldiers below looking at his puzzled eyes, Colt suddenly felt like a pinprick on his body. He knew that he had to make a decision, whether he wanted a career or face, he had to choose.

After hesitating for nearly five seconds again, Colt finally relented. Gritting his teeth fiercely, he waved his big hand fiercely in front of him...... "Arrow!! ”

"Shoot the arrow!!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

Colt's voice echoed through the camp in God's Plains, and it didn't disperse for a long time.

In the next second, the soldiers surrounding Zhang Fan retreated suddenly, giving up a huge open space of several hundred square meters around him.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of rapid swishing sounds remembered, one by one, more than one person high, the arm as thick as the fine iron magic crossbow arrows shot into the sky, after turning a corner in the sky, with the acceleration of gravity, straight towards Zhang Fan, like meteors, leaving a fiery red trail in the sky.

Rumble!

Boom Boom ...... The explosion sounded suddenly, and the place where Zhang Fan was standing was completely covered by the magic crossbow arrow. The ground shook violently, and smoke and dust from the explosion rose into the sky.

And that wasn't all, as time passed, more magic bolts were shot into the air and then slammed down on the already smoke-filled area.

The smoke and dust were increasing, and the explosions were becoming more and more violent.

Finally, five minutes flashed by, and thousands of magic crossbow bolts were all shot into the air. And the land where Zhang Fan stood, all the buildings and streets, were all covered by smoke and dust, and the thick smoke and dust completely "buried" there, and even Yangguan could not shine into it.

"Dead, dead?"

Colt suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old, looking at the explosion with blank eyes, in his cognition, with only Zhang Fan's strength, he would definitely die for such an attack, and his promotion path was once again out of play.

"It's over, it's over......"

After such a voice suddenly sounded in his heart, Colt's face became even more haggard, and he waved his hand lightly, signaling the soldiers to go up and collect Zhang Fan's body, and slowly walked down with the support of his son.

But at this moment, in the dense smoke, a cold snort suddenly remembered.

Immediately afterward, countless black shadows shot out from it, densely covering the sky, and violently pierced into the crowd of soldiers.

The sound of the sharp blade scurring into the flesh was accompanied by the terrible screams of the soldiers.

Colt's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned his head to find that the black shadows were actually the magic crossbows that had been shot from his side.

Now, the magic crossbow bolt that was originally attacking Zhang Fan turned its head and shot at his own soldiers, wouldn't that say...... "It's really stupid, such a weak attack wants to kill me?" Lord Colt, you are so naïve, so naïve that I get a little dizzy! ”

Zhang Fan's voice was remembered lightly behind Colt.

Colt's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pintip, and his body trembled violently.

Subconsciously, he wanted to look back, but the moment his neck just twisted, his body suddenly stiffened.

Burst!

A shiny blade stabbed out of his throat, and there were drops of red blood hanging from the blade, as if mocking Colt's stupid thoughts and actions.

(To be continued)