"Damn, I'm hanging up too!" the snow elf crumbled ice in the chat channel, "That thing is just iron!

"Don't mention it, it's okay to have you in control, as soon as you fall, we will immediately be unable to withstand it, and it will all collapse!"

"Can't you just slow down and wait for someone to get together and then go up?"

"Are you stupid in the cold wind?

"Okay, I see him! He's hurt badly enough, and half of his life has been lost. None of you have been able to win?"

"Horus, you don't talk about the wind and cold, go on your own, and see if you can win!"

“...... Damn, Death Gems! I let him smash him to death with a Death Gem!"

"You know it's amazing, right? This thing is not only strong, but also terrifyingly more treasures! I stabbed him in the heart before, and it turned out that he had a holy healing talisman...... I hate rich people!"

Looking at the messy and noisy chat channel, Panda sighed and hurried to the coordinates pointed out by everyone.

After about twenty minutes, he finally saw the Marquis Henry.

The current Marquis Henry is completely different from when a magic killed him just now, and he is embarrassed.

He was covered in blood, his helmet was gone, and his hair was a mixture of blood and dirt, and strands of it were messed up, covering most of his face. The armor on his body was broken in several places, the glimmer of enchantment had long since dissipated, and a huge crack in his heart could clearly see the wound inside that had not yet fully healed - it was the result of being disemboweled.

His neck was a little crooked, as if it could be broken at any time, although Locke's Heavenly Burial Spirit Knife could not really kill people, but the wounds it caused were difficult to deal with with with healing techniques, so that Marquis Henry had to often hold his neck with his hands to prevent the injured neck from breaking.

He was sitting on a large rock on the side of the road, wheezing violently. Blood continued to flow down his armor, turning the dirt beneath his feet into a dark red sludge. And wherever he passed, a clear blood path could be seen.

"You're going to die. The panda didn't hide, and stepped forward, "Both horizontal and vertical are going to die, why struggle like this?"

Marquis Henry didn't look up, I don't know if he didn't have the strength or was too lazy, he just gasped and replied, "I...... No...... Dead in ...... You guys...... ...... in hand"

"It's useless to be stubborn, even if you have any treasures that can kill me, my comrades will continue to arrive later. ”

Marquis Henry laughed miserably: "I can't think of it...... Really...... The ...... of the undead"

The panda was not surprised that the other party could see it, and if others didn't say it, Yunero's appearance was extremely clear evidence. There are many lizardmen in the world, but dragonmen ...... In today's world, there may be only one Yunero on the bright side.

However, he is not worried that the other party will send the news back. Sleepless and the others have already set up a large-scale space blockade here, and it is impossible for Marquis Henry to teleport or teleport.

Looking at the Marquis Henry in front of him, he sighed - this person would not have been so miserable, if he hadn't done any massacres, maybe he would still be the commander-in-chief of the Thracian army, with heavy troops in his hands, and he would be powerful.

"Do you regret it?" he asked.

Marquis Henry sneered: "You are...... Priesthood...... Is...... Nonsense!"

He staggered to his feet, his left hand on his neck, and his right hand clenched the great sword, which had been several gaps, and made a battle stance.

Panda shook his head, he didn't believe that the Marquis of Henry like this still had any possibility of turning the tables.

Enraged by the look of pity on his face, the Marquis of Henry roared and stepped forward.

Before the panda could make a move, he saw a flash of cold light, and a crossbow bolt had already hit him, passing through his chest.

The heavily armored crossbow knight Knight-Huck hurried like a big rumbling rock, shouting, "Am I late?"

"No, probably just in time for the final blow. Panda said.

Nate Huck laughed, and when he saw the Marquis of Henry, who was crumbling with his sword supporting his body, he pulled the crossbow machine without saying a word, and aimed at the other party: "Murderer, go die!"

Another bolt of crossbow shot out, but instead of hitting its target, it reversed course in the air and hit himself in the face.

The crossbowknight's eyes widened and he was stunned, and he fell on his back and disappeared.

Marquis Henry let go of his hanging left hand, and a white gem stained red with blood fell to the ground and fell in a pool of his own blood.

This is a rare "Inverted Gem" capable of reversing a ranged attack. However, because it needs to accurately grasp the timing of the opponent's attack, it is actually not very practical, and it is a typical magic item whose price is higher than its value.

But with this magic item, he managed to counterkill Naikhardt.

His blood-stained face showed a hideous smile: "I want to ...... Kill me...... Then ...... Give it a try!"

The panda shook his head, hooked his foot, hooked a stone on the side of the road, and kicked it at Marquis Henry.

This time the Marquis of Henry did not have a second inverted gem, and this stone struck him in the face accurately, although it was not particularly powerful, but it still shattered the bridge of his nose, and two teeth fell out of his mouth.

But although the Marquis of Henry shook violently, he still supported his body with his sword and refused to fall to the ground.

"You're a man...... It's a pity!" Panda said with a sigh.

The Marquis Henry shouted viciously, because there was a problem with his nose and mouth, and the panda did not know what he was saying.

The white light on his body flickered, as if he was about to use a healing prop to heal himself again. But as soon as the white light lit up, it burst like a soap bubble, and it was clear that the prop had run out of strength and could no longer help him in the slightest.

Not only that, but he spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and with the strength of both hands, he could barely stand firm.

Panda bets that if he doesn't have any special hole cards, even a random strong man can smash him to death with a stick.

At that moment, with a loud roar, a minotaur with dyed red hair and a nose ring strode over carrying a giant guitar about the size of half the body of an ordinary person.

"Stop him, well done!" he said to the panda, "let's give him the final blow, so that you don't have to sleep too much at night!"

The panda nodded, and together with Sheehan, a well-known Thracian rock singer, stepped forward and rushed towards the Marquis Henry, who was about to die.

When they were not far from Marquis Henry, they saw this fellow who was only half a breath more than a dead man sneered, and his hands held the gauntlets on the left and right sides of the great sword at the same time.

The panda didn't even think about it, and rolled directly on its side and rolled into the bushes on the side of the road.

With a muffled sound, a red light shot out from the ruby in the center of the gauntlet of the great sword, which seemed to be just an ornament, swept through the air, almost grazing the body of the panda.

He was about to pick up a huge guitar to use as a hammer, and Sheehan, who smashed Marquis Henry to death at once, was swept away by the red light, and the whole person was stunned, and after a second or two, he looked at Marquis Henry, and said intermittently: "You...... What's ...... What a baby......"

With that, he did his best to move his guitar over the head of the Marquis of Henry, and then let go of his hand.

As he vanished, the heavy guitar fell under its own weight and slammed down on the head of the Marquis of Henry.

The sound of the neck bone breaking and the sound of the body being pierced sounded one after another.

The panda rolled over and stood up, and saw Marquis Henry holding the gauntlet of the giant sword with both hands, but his body was leaning over the sword, and the long hilt of the sword pierced into his chest like a sharp blade, piercing his body through it, and with the support of the giant sword stuck in the ground, he stood still.

He walked up to him, brushed the hair from Marquis Henry's face, and saw that he was pale, his eyes were wide open, he had lost his luster, and there was still a trace of unwillingness on his face.

Maybe he still has some hidden hole cards that are useless, but he has no more life.