In the crowd of battles, the corners of Ralph's eyes jumped suddenly!

Ralph and Morton are bitter enemies with a sea of blood. Although the two have not seen each other for many years, Ralph has always kept an eye on this enemy. This time he met in the ruins, and he once thought that he and Morton would inevitably have a fight.

Ralph was picked up from a besieged ruin. As soon as he saw Scarlett in the group, he knew what he had to do. Along the way, he became a silent mainstay in the ranks. Whether it's a charge or a broken rear, it's impeccable.

All the people who fought alongside Ralph felt that Ralph was strong. Ralph himself is confident in his own strength.

But it wasn't until he saw Morton's move that Ralph knew how big the gap between himself and Morton had become.

Thousand Axe Kill is a very famous secret killing knight skill in the axe combat skills. It was created by a super-strong man 700 years ago. It has been handed down to this day in the hands of a very small number of people.

Ralph knew that Morton, as the deputy leader of the Thunderstorm Mercenary Regiment, had resources far beyond his own, but he still didn't expect that Morton would master this trick.

Among the king-level killing knight skills, Thousand Axe Kills rank in the top ten, and they are known for their fierceness. Once it is unleashed, an axe turns into a thousand axes, and it flows straight down like a nine-day waterfall, and the power is stacked layer by layer, which is extremely terrifying. If you are struck by it, even a mountain cliff will turn into powder!

At the moment, despite being a bystander, Ralph was still thrilled. If it was himself who greeted Morton's move, even if he didn't die, he would probably be seriously injured.

And Leo ......

In an instant, the golden waterfall had fallen. In an exclamation, Roy's battle axe turned into a shield and he shouted. Greet it!

"Giant Gate Shield!"

Countless shield shadows converged into a huge gate, and it was in front of the waterfall!

"Dangdang......"

A series of deafening knocks rang out, and Morton's hundreds of tomahawks slashed into Roy's shield. It's like a thunderbolt that struck the earth.

Under the blow of this terrifying force, Roy's feet continued to sink, and the whole person was driven into the ground like a nail. And the huge gate he held up first swayed, and then cracks appeared. The last bang, suddenly shattered!

Morton slashed with an axe.

"Die!"

At the last moment, Roy completed a fourth-level vine technique. He grabbed the vine and rose from the ground, and cast a floating step and a cloud arrow step in succession, narrowly avoiding Morton's slash.

But even so, his back was swept by the axe formed by the battle ring, and the person was in the air, his body shook suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Morton smirked. Keep on the pursuit!

Bang bang bang. The sound of the collision was endless.

Under Morton's frantic attack, Roy struggled left and right. The weapon in his hand quickly switched between the battle axe, the sword and the shield, using different combat skills and several magic spells before he could barely resist. However, his footsteps have always been receding, and the field has been shrinking in the impact after impact.

"I'll see how long your garbage field can last!"

Morton in the offensive has already put the power of the rules of the field. Upgraded to Level 2 Rule.

Metal Bombardment!

Instead of the golden tentacles, the attacks on Roy's realm turned into metal balls with chains. These metal balls spin wildly around Moreton. A dazzling storm was formed. After reaching its peak speed, it crashes into Roy's field like a cannonball.

Among the second-level rule forms in many metal realms, metal bombardment is a very powerful one in terms of defense and attack.

Ordinary people fighting him in the Morton realm not only have to face dense heavy artillery bombardment, but also have to have a headache about how to break through the impenetrable rotating metal storm around Moreton. Any weapon, one into the storm realm. Either blocked or knocked out of the way.

No matter how exquisite the combat skills are, it is difficult to perform them in this terrible and continuous storm.

Roy has been able to hold on until now, in addition to the endless and amazing variety of martial arts and elusive magic. To a large extent, it is due to the fact that his Annihilation Domain can completely annihilate any attack form and reduce it to the characteristics of heaven and earth energy.

However, no one knows how long Roy will be able to last. Everyone's hearts tugged.

As Roy's realm shrank, the expression on Morton's face became more and more hideous. He could almost have foreseen the end of this kid being blown to pieces by himself!

However, just as the two were fighting, a scream suddenly sounded.

The scream came from the horse-faced knight. He was pierced through his body by both a sword and a spear, and let out this scream of despair as the weapon was withdrawn from his body. In the last moments of his life, blood foamed at the corners of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at Morton, his eyes dead gray.

And beside the horse-faced knight, there were more than thirty thunderstorm mercenaries, and there were only seven or eight people left at the moment!

Moreton's windmill-like tomahawk slammed into Roy's shield, exploding with a burst of sparks. Roy staggered back, his face as white as paper. It seems that it will completely fall in the next second.

However, Moreton did not continue to attack as before.

Looking at Roy who was crumbling in front of him, and looking at his subordinates who were lying in a pool of blood, a thought came to mind, and Morton's whole person was as if he had been struck by lightning.

In the distance, the corners of Afu's mouth hooked up a sneering smile.

"Have you finally reacted? idiot!"

......

Is Morton cunning?

In the mercenary world of the South, this question does not need to be answered at all. Anyone who knows Morton knows that this is a ferocious and cunning old wolf.

He killed countless people, and as long as he wanted to kill whomever he wanted, no one could escape.

At the same time, there are many people who want to kill him. But no matter how much stronger these people were than Morton, and how determined they were to kill him, he had always lived well.

And when it comes to combat experience, Morton is even more abundant. On the ever-changing battlefield, he is always able to distinguish the situation in the shortest possible time, see through the traps, and make the most correct choice.

However, after this day, a piece of news spread from the mercenary community.

Morton gets by a little fox!

People in front of the steps of the Mission Hall. In the crowded halls, in the adventurous squads, in the smoky bars, in front of the women on the prom couches, and even in the beds secreted with hormones and lust, the news was spread with all kinds of looks and tones.

There was shock and disbelief. There are those who gloat, those who are jokes, and those who are happy. Almost everyone ends up laughing.

And here and now, Morton has just reacted.

Yes, he was tricked.

When he focused all his attention on the black-haired kid in front of him who seemed to be going to fall in the next second, his men were almost slaughtered!

And as the most powerful combat power of the Thunderstorm Mercenary Group, he should have been the core of this battle, and he was the decisive factor in destroying the opponent's will. But now. Not to mention the thirty or fifty people declared before the war, he didn't even kill a single person!

Morton only felt dizzy.

Indeed, in the previous battles, Morton had the upper hand. This is not an illusion, but a fact. As a powerhouse of the twentieth order of the Heavenly Ladder, his strength is still above Fred. And now Roy, there is no dwarf patriarch and elven saintess by his side.

Throughout the battle, Roy only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back.

And even if it's just parrying. He has been able to hold on until now, thanks to the sturdiness of the artifact judgment in his hand. and the ascension during this time. If it weren't for absorbing a large amount of abyssal power, if it weren't for his studies in the magic tower, he wouldn't even dare to think about this kind of intense battle.

Of course, Roy still had some things at the bottom of the box that he didn't take out.

Because for him, as long as he can resist it, it doesn't matter how miserable the scene looks. The more miserable. The more Moreton felt that victory was in sight, the more he attacked wildly. Again and again, like a mad tiger. And time passed imperceptibly.

The first to notice this was Afu. Then there were the mercenaries who did not make a move, such as Randerlo, who was watching from the sidelines.

Maybe it's in the game, maybe it's because the brain has been filled with the anger that killed this kid, until now. Morton reacted when he heard the horse-faced mercenary screaming before he died.

Morton's gaze fell on Roy's white field. He wasn't stupid, in fact, he had a vague sense that something was wrong before he heard the screams.

The problem is in this kid's domain.

Although it looks crumbling. But in fact, Morton felt that not to mention the next time, even if he hit a hundred times and a thousand times, this kid's domain would not collapse!

Normally, the battle of the realm is like a war between two lords. The winner gains more territory, population and resources, and gets stronger and stronger. And the losers are getting weaker and weaker. In the end, it was completely suppressed and devoured.

But in the competition, Morton found that he had the power of the third-level rules, although he repeatedly caused the opponent to suffer heavy losses, he kept shrinking. But his own field has not expanded. On the contrary, the force that keeps crashing into it is superficially annihilated. But in fact, I feel like I have been devoured by the other party.

That damn white field, the more it shrinks, the tougher it becomes. It's not at all as weak as it seems!

"Your realm ......" Morton gritted his teeth and stared into Roy's eyes.

"Seen?" Roy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a little regretful. At the same time, there was also a regretful thought of the Lord's spirit that was still unfinished in the sea of knowledge.

No one knows that Roy's domain ability is not annihilation, but devouring.

All the regular powers of the enemy's attack realm will be annihilated and restored to the purest heaven and earth spiritual power. And the devouring ability of the main spirit fused into the realm can absorb all these heaven and earth spiritual powers.

As long as the power of the opponent's rules is not overwhelmingly strong, as long as you don't break through the tolerance limit of the realm, the realm will become stronger and stronger!

The so-called crumbling is just an illusion to seduce Morton to attack frantically.

Roy was beaten very painfully just now, but the main spirit ate very well! A large amount of spiritual power poured in, a small part of which replenished the source power consumed by Roy, and most of the rest became the spiritual power reserve that ruled the evolution of the world, and the evolution process took a big step forward.

Pity...... Roy straightened up. Now that Morton has seen it, it is obviously impossible for him to send spiritual power to himself as stupidly as before.

Boom! A white light flashed, and the wind blew.

Everyone was shocked to see that Roy's domain, which had been suppressed to a diameter of only five meters, expanded in a strong and unrivaled attitude, skyrocketing to more than thirty meters in diameter!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

And so it was. Morton's face turned pale.

As a Sacred Realm powerhouse, he had never been so embarrassed. Although both on the surface and in fact. He had the upper hand, but the humiliation still pierced deep into his heart at the thought of being a bull being teased in the eyes of the other party.

Beyond the humiliation, Morton's deeper feeling was fear—a fear not seen since he set foot in the Sanctuary.

Only those who have fought with Leo. I knew that this kid was terrible.

In just a few minutes, this kid used at least three weapons, more than a dozen combat skills, magic, body techniques, and footwork. Each one is subtle and powerful. This kind of mastery, a trick that circulates can make countless people fight for it frantically. But in his hands, it was at his fingertips.

Moreover, his combat experience, no, it should be said to be the experience of fighting for his life, is simply terrifyingly rich. Even the veterans of a hundred battles who crawled out of the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood on the battlefield had to bow down. This makes these martial arts. It played the most perfect role in his hands.

He is always able to use the most suitable combat skills at the most appropriate time to deal with danger. Obviously, his strength is far inferior to himself, but no matter how he bombs indiscriminately, he is like a tough bamboo in the wind, swaying left and right, just standing!

Therefore, before you know it, you will attack the main hope. Placed on the realm that defeated him. Unexpectedly, this fell into his trap.

What a terrible adversary.

If he is a well-known powerhouse in his fifties and sixties. Morton still felt normal. But this kid looks like he's only about twenty years old.

Then I thought that he was the legendary [lone wolf] magic pattern master. Morton suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

So young, so terrifyingly gifted, and so erudite...... It was hard for Morton to imagine what kind of terrible force could cultivate such a demon. Such people. If you are in normal times, you will never provoke easily. But now, he is his enemy!

Of course, this is all an afterthought. If it weren't for this encounter, Morton wouldn't have known this. However, at this moment, when I saw most of the men who were already under the siege of a group of mercenaries, most of them were on the ground. Morton's first thought was not revenge, let alone rescuing the remaining few people.

It's an escape!

Especially when the opponent unscrupled to remove the disguise and completely release the field, an extremely dangerous premonition attacked Morton in an instant.

"Up!"

Sure enough, almost at the moment when he had the intention of retreating, Roy had already let out a low cry and launched an attack first.

"The White Horse Passes Through the Gap!"

Morton only felt that the opponent had disappeared in front of him. At the same time, he felt a biting chill in the back of his head. The sword breaks through the air, like a ghost!

And with Roy's sword, more than thirty Great Light Knights around him also launched at the same time.

Ralph and Sandra were the fastest, one left and one right, and almost as soon as Roy made his move, they launched an all-out attack on Moreton

Ralph's tomahawk, pulling a violent screech through the air, slashed at Morton's neck. And the huge light knife in Sandra's hand is like a light feather, silent but even more dangerous.

If it were normal, Morton would not have been the slightest bit afraid. His realm would make Ralph and Sandra understand how stupid it is to fight themselves in their own world.

But now, as Leo's realm expands, he discovers that both Ralph and Sandra are protected by the damn white realm. Whether it is a golden tentacle or a chain ball, as soon as they enter the white field, they will be reduced to nothing, and the two of them will not be able to pose any threat at all.

Therefore, Morton had no choice but to retreat.

With a crisp sound, Morton blocked Roy's sword with his battle axe, and at the same time turned his shield into a battle ring, and suffered a blow from Ralph and Sandra, and with a muffled grunt, his body retreated. Towards the gate of the guardian tower, he was electrified. The knights who came up all around him couldn't even keep up with him.

Moreton's choice came as a surprise to all.

Even Roy didn't expect Morton to be so crisp and decisive. Not only did he not consider the dignity of being a powerhouse in the Holy Realm, but even the few subordinates who were still alive were also abandoned.

"Chase!" Roy's face changed.

He didn't want to return to the mountain, besides, a strong man in the Sacred Domain hiding in the shadows was much more dangerous than a tiger.

With a roar, Roy rose into the air, and his figure flickered in the air like a flame, and he had already broken through the air. After chasing Morton and shooting.

And the person was in mid-air, only to see a few magic gestures in his hands, and silently reciting incantations in his mouth. In the blink of an eye, a huge vortex composed of countless wandering black qi had already appeared at the gate of the guardian tower. Molton's path is being blocked.

"It's ...... Ghost Dragon Technique!"

"Necromancy!"

At this moment, everyone gasped, and the gaze that looked at Roy was like seeing a ghost...... (To be continued.) )