Chapter Ninety-Three: Trickery, Collapse!

In the dark night sky, a round of blood red demon moon was like the pupils of a devil, looking at the earth.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the wasteland, outlining the black figures of the rolling hills, sprinkled on the lake, dàng rippled with fine silver light, and sprinkled in the quiet city, spreading a layer of silver sand on the tops of the pointed towers, the bluestone paved streets, and the windows of the sleeping people.

The place of salvation of this moment, so quiet.

Unbeknownst to the sleeping people, in the endless wilderness of the highlands on the east bank of the Hirai River, there was a different hellish scene.

The hills were full of cars, the night wind was whistling, dozens of torches were burning, and there was a beep and peeling grease popping sound. The flames fluttered back and forth in the wind, flickering east and west, like a group of dancing banshees neatly flicking their long fiery red hair.

The light of the fire reflected the broken carriages, the corpses lying all over the place, the blood flowing and the pale faces of the people. It's like hell on earth.

The water arrows stopped, and the rain of fire disappeared.

Covered in blood, Juan raised his head and stared at Roy in the car. Beside him, one of Feige and Duck was half-kneeling with a large tuǐ pierced, while the other clutched his shattered shoulder blades, his face distorted. Matthew was only slightly injured though. But his body trembled the most.

In just a few minutes, it was simply more than a century for them.

The originally dense encirclement was now more than half empty, and the rest of the people were all gathered near the outer wall, half of them were wounded, and the sound of pain came and went.

And the bandits who were not injured also seemed to have been taken out of their spirits, their eyes were blank, and many of them could not even hold the swords in their hands. Even the most vicious bandits, after witnessing the massacre and brushing shoulders with death, couldn't help but feel weak.

"Kill ......" Juan was half-kneeling, and the four rapidly rotating battle rings on his body showed that he had raised his fighting spirit to the peak. He stared into Roy's eyes, red from congestion, like a beast. gasped, "...... Kill...... Kill him, kill him!"

By the end of the words, it was already a hoarse roar. He stood up suddenly, raised his sword in the air, swung it in Roy's direction, and roared, "Up, give it to me!"

Under Juan's sharp urging, the bandits, who had already been intimidated by his power, hesitated and moved slowly.

Every time they took a step forward, they glanced at the black-haired boy.

Roy stood motionless in the carriage, with a blank face and a wooden expression. It looks no different from those stupid country boys.

But that's the scariest thing!

The bandits couldn't help but slow down.

"They're gone, they're done!" Kill them!" This time, not only Juan, but also Feige, Duck and others jumped up. They roared wildly, urging out the soldiers under their command, and each one of them looked hideous and terrifying.

By this moment, they had no more million-dollar worth of goods from the caravan in their minds. In their hearts, there was only one thought left - to kill this devilish black-haired boy, to break him into pieces, and to completely erase him from his life and every dream of the days to come!

He's terrifying, he's not alone at all.

He is more vicious than the most vicious thief, and he is even more dangerous than the most dangerous nobles. He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has such a magical talent, he can single-handedly plan such a bloody case, and in a few years, what will he become?! Kill him at any cost!!

"Up, get me!" Juan roared as he waved his sword and grabbed a staggering bandit in his left hand. Then he pushed it forward with his hand, and his fierce gaze swept over the others around him.

"Kill him!" Duck was like a raging bear, kicking and kicking the guards who cowered by the outer car wall.

"Brush!" A flash of white light flashed, and Feige slashed a soldier next to him who was trying to retreat into two pieces with a sword. The sprayed blood instantly splashed his face. With the blood dripping from his face, he looked around viciously, "Give it all to me! Kill people and grab money! Millions of goods, you can grab as much as you want!"

With the orders of the three of them, the big thieves in the Black Skull bandits and the knights in the guards also joined in. They wielded the swords in their hands, driving and threatening the soldiers around them.

Under their coercion, the soldiers, who were accustomed to submitting to them, finally mustered up the courage to step on the muddy puddles of blood in the tunnels, step over the corpses of their companions, and approach inward. Seeing these bandits, who were already red-eyed, the people of the caravan clenched the weapons in their hands and held their breath. Even Roy's heartbeat accelerated dramatically.

To say that the heart is like an iron stone, without a trace of bōlan, that is false.

Even if he set a trap step by step with a calmness beyond people's imagination, and successfully completed this extremely cold-blooded massacre, but when the rows and rows of living people fell down one after another, his heart was also nauseated.

However, he could only endure it.

He knew that he was shouldering the lives of everyone in the entire car array, and any weak expression would make these nobodyless thugs in front of him even more cruel. If he had to do it again, he would have done the same thing with a blank face and no hesitation - kill the people in front of him again!

Roy didn't expect that after suffering such a heavy blow, Juan and the others would be able to react and drive his bandits to continue the attack.

He never despised his opponents, but the ferocity and ability of his enemies exceeded his expectations.

Among the three empires, the accepted standard for an elite army is to be able to fight with more than 40 percent casualties. This is already the limit standard in the elite. Only those super knights will continue to fight despite losing 50% of the battle.

The bandit group in front of him and the sī soldiers recruited by Wenger are certainly not super knights. But they still slowly surrounded the total number of casualties when the total number of casualties exceeded 50 percent.

This has to be said that it is Juan, a big bandit like Juan who has been running through Lulian for 20 years, whose absolute control and deterrence over the Black Skull bandit group is working. Under the gaze of his red eyes, driven by his thieves, the bandits moved slowly forward despite their pale faces.

Roy was a little annoyed. He knew that he should have set up an extra magic pattern circle in the first place, but when he thought of the magic cores and materials that he had secretly stuffed into the spatial ring, as well as the number of Jin Lulang they represented, he felt distressed. However, it is too late to say anything now......

"Matthew," Roy said with a quick head in his mind, looking at Matthew, "Now tell me, is it your luck or mine?"

As he spoke, Roy secretly made a gesture to Ivan and Sanjie with his hand behind his back. All the while, he didn't even glance at the approaching bandits, as if he had no idea what was going on.

But to the bandits, this is the most terrifying expression of this devilish brunette.

"You... You ......" Matthew's voice trembled.

He tried his best to show his fearlessness by speaking, but his courage had long since disappeared in the bloody scene just now.

Since he was a child, he cherished life very much. For him, even if all the people in the world are dead. He didn't want to hurt even a little bit. The last time Roy killed six or seven members of the search team in the cave, he had already turned around and walked away, ignoring Lev. He went home and was slapped twice by Arsene Wenger, and was sent to live in the mountains and forests for a year and a half. And this time, the scene of hundreds of people flying flesh and blood in front of him completely exceeded his nerve limit.

At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was weak, and his mind was full of thoughts that he would just leave here as much as possible, and that he would be as far away from this hell as possible, and where would he still have the courage to speak.

Seeing Matthew's nest, the bandits' feet were all relieved. Juan and Feige, on the other hand, have a jī spirit in their hearts at the same time. They had already discovered a great danger in Matthew's frightened and almost dull gaze that was enough to lead to a collapse. The two glanced at each other, and their hearts sank suddenly.

At this moment, on the car array, Roy had already flipped his hands and released two blue light bullets that were the same as when he activated the magic pattern array just now.

"Matthew, today I'm going to let you pay for the life of the person you killed!" Roy looked hideous, gritted his teeth, and said word by word, the expression on his face became more and more crazy, and the last roar, like a thunderbolt, went straight to the sky: "You-you-all-all-give me death!"

"Don't listen to him......" Hu Anxin was anxious and shouted.

Before he could finish his words, he saw Roy slam his backhand and shoot two blue light into the ground. This scene made the bandits fly out of the sky for a while, and Matthew didn't hesitate, turned around and ran!

The thought of "Oh no......" had just flashed through the minds of Juan and the others, when they heard the mercenaries, guards, and civilians in the car formation roaring in unison. Led by Ivan, Sanjie, Jinsen, Alder, Musi and other knights and mercenaries, they rushed out frantically!,

"Kill!"

At this moment, the entire bandit circle completely collapsed! As soon as Matthew ran, it was like a breach in the flooding embankment, and everyone wanted their parents to have two more tuǐ. The people in the car outside jumped down directly, and the people inside ran out crying and screaming.

And when the screams of the bandits who were cut to the ground behind them sounded, this frenzy became more and more turbulent.

No one can be sane in this moment.

In fact, even if they could stop and think about it, they could understand that since Roy was about to release the Demon Pattern Circle, how could the warriors in the caravan still rush out at the same time?!

But at this time, no one has time to think and judge, and even if something feels wrong, they can only run desperately with those companions who have been frightened, for fear of falling behind by half a step.

Once the fear of people and the meanness of people are sent out by jī, it is difficult to control zhì. Even when Juan and Feige screamed desperately, no one listened to them.

Even Matthew has run away, who wants to stay here and die?!

The crowd poured out like a tidal wave. The caravan soldiers in the inner circle almost chased the fleeing people and slashed wildly at the backs.

A scream, a piece of raised knife light and splashed blood, even worsened the chaos. At the same time, the magic apprentice, who had never had a chance to make a move, finally released his first fourth-level magic.

"Ice Roar!"

Although the lethality of this fourth-level magic could not be compared to Roy's sixth-level magic, at this moment, the appearance of the mysterious power of magic was enough to make the fleeing bandits terrified.

In the crowd, Juan, who had already slashed several people one after another, could not stop the rout, and his eyes were full of despair when he ushered in Ivan's attack.

For decades, he served as a soldier, a mercenary, and finally a bandit. No one understands the meaning of the phrase defeat better than him.

The rout is here, and even if everyone now understands that they have been fooled, they will not be able to turn the tide of the battle.

Not only did he not be able to stop the defeat, but even the bandits who saw it clearly in the crowd wanted to turn around and fight, but they were also asking for their own death. Their footsteps had just slowed down, and the shouts were still in their throats, when they were already cut to the ground by the bandits who had lost their minds behind them, and countless feet were stepped on in an instant.

A person's sobriety, a person's strength, in this monstrous torrent, is insignificant.

"Dang!" gritted his teeth to block Ivan's sharp sword, and Juan spotted. Feige and Dark, already in desperation, began to flee. Matthew even ran down the hill with a rolling belt. At this time, a dark shadow like lightning swept through Juan's field of vision and chased after Matthew.

Dangdangdang!

After a series of gold and iron sounds, Juan, who was already scarred, finally couldn't support it under the siege of Ivan and Jem and others, and with an inadvertent hand, Ivan shook his hand and pierced the heart with a sword.

Juan stared blankly at the sword that had stabbed into Xiōng's mouth, not believing that he had been in Lulian for decades would die here. His body lost all strength at this moment, and it was completely dependent on Ivan's sword so that he would not fall.

Blood gushed from the corners of his mouth, and Juan turned his gaze to the hillside.

Matthew, who staggered, and Roy, who was in hot pursuit, were the last images he saw in his life.

Although he was an enemy, he admitted that Matthew was a fool compared to the cunning and scheming boy! If he had known that this day would have happened, he should have hacked that waste to death with a sword!

Now, it's too late.

Across Lulian, Scar Juan, who even Archduke Adolf couldn't do, and his terrifying Black Skull bandit group were completely buried in the hands of a country boy. What's even more strange is that he wants the boy to send Matthew to hell at this moment.

A hideous smile appeared on Juan's face. He suddenly wondered what Wenger Sr. would be like when he learned of Matthew's death.

"Poof!"

As Ivan slammed his sword, a generation of bandits spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to the sky.

Darkness strikes.

He heard the sound of rolling horses' hooves, which was getting closer and closer!

RO@。