All the friends of the women's clothing boss were stunned!

Isn't your boss a demigod?

Isn't it?

How many strong people of order died under the sword of the boss of women's clothing, how could they face this strong man of order, and they died directly on the other party's strange flying machine without even making a move?

For believers in the god of ***, failure may be a very interesting and novel experience, but it is not a small life.

They began to panic, some knights gave up attacking Karna and charged at Martin, while others threw away their armor and turned around and ran.

As for the beautiful girls who accompanied the demigods of Slenish just now, they all went crazy, screaming, frantically tearing their faces and bodies, mutilating themselves, and even committing suicide.

Martin didn't care so much, he pulled out the [Sword of Cologne] on his waist, and the brightest meteor on the entire humanized combat field harvested life on the battlefield at a speed unimaginable to mortals.

It's too fast.

Like the moment when he saw the sun in the darkness before dawn, when he saw the light coming, Martin had already killed in front of him, and stabbed one enemy through the throat or through the head with a flash sword that was so fast that the naked eye could not keep up with it.

It's like repeatedly stabbing the sword, retracting the sword, and stabbing the sword again, and the enemy is all dead.

The whirlwind-like swordsmanship made Karna very frustrated.

When the third girl reacted, there were no more living enemies on the battlefield.

Karna said with certainty: "Martin, your swordsmanship seems to be much stronger. This is not a physique boost that comes from inhaling divinity. What kind of swordsmanship are you, I've never seen before. ”

"It's ...... My proprietary [Kuafu Sword Technique]!" Martin flicked the blade of his sword seemingly in a dashing manner, causing all the blood on the sword of Cologne to be swept away. On the dazzling silver thread, there was not even half a drop of blood left, not even a red mark.

At this moment, Martin felt very much like Uncle Simon Blowing Snow.

It's a pity that your sister's [Kuafu Swordsmanship] made Martin want to find a bucket of tofu to drown himself.

His swordsmanship broke through, and that was just now.

"Congratulations to the host, you managed to kill Loras Tiali, the demigod chosen of Slenish. You gain 1 [Pleasure Divinity] and 1 [Love Divinity]. ”

The four gods of chaos correspond to joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Slenish is that 'music', and the core of his belief is pleasure, indulgence, pleasure and even love.

But Martin never knew that there was a fucked side to Gold's soul trait.

"Given that your soul traits are more than 95% compatible with the above two divinities, this time it is defined as a forced fusion, congratulations to the host!"

Congratulations, you're a ghost! Isn't Lao Tzu the leader of pleasure!?

While Martin cursed in his heart, he had to lament that Gilgamesh was indeed a collection of contradictions. When he was a child, he was a virtuous king, and when he became an adult, he was a tyrant, and he collected all the treasures in the world, and there were all the women in the harem who had a beautiful name in the whole of Sumer at that time.

In particular, [Joy Divinity] turned out to be 100% compatible!

The only thing that is fortunate is that the soul of this guy is completely orderly, otherwise Martin would have wondered if he had deviated from the camp. This is a matter of great principle, standing on the wrong team will be wiped out by the opponent in minutes, or both sides will not recognize you and directly mix doubles......

Martin's new swordsmanship comes from slashing-

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Loras's epic weapon [Hundred Flowers Thorn Sword], Epic Armor [Hundred Flower Armor], and A-level swordsmanship [Hundred Flowers Swordsmanship]. ”

"Due to the lack of host aesthetics, this swordsmanship cannot be directly digested, and the system has improved the A-level [Kuafu Swordsmanship] after comparing it with the host's knowledge, please check it on the host. ”

"[Kuafu Swordsmanship]: The name Kuafu chases the sun. This swordsmanship is incomparably gorgeous, and every move has a holy light blooming with the eyes of a blind dog. Once the host locks on to the target, it will automatically drive the host's body to chase the opponent with maximum speed and strength until death. ”

Anyway, the moment Martin saw the prompt, he was loveless.

He is also very helpless and desperate!

[Mahime Baluan Chop] can't be put on the table anymore, and the only swordsmanship he can use is this. Can you still do without it?

In other words, if he doesn't poke it out, who would know that [Kuafu Swordsmanship] is such a bad thing?

And because he played a swordsmanship, now Karna, a martial arts idiot, has become his little fan sister, chasing him to ask this and that, asking him to teach her this set of swordsmanship!

"Aren't you playing with a hammer, playing with your hammer!" said Martin, angrily.

"I like to use a hammer, but my secondary weapon is a sword!" Karna argued.

"Okay!" Martin glanced at Karna's Empress Peak, "Ahem, it's up to you to behave." ”

"You...... You ruffian!" the Queen-to-be blushed.

This time, with the [Hundred Flowers Thorn Sword], plus the epic dagger [Blood Poison] that Shan Qi Chosen had in his hand before, Martin has three epic weapons.

The quenching dagger is very strong, but it is not Martin's dish, and it has temporarily received the [King's Disgust].

The [Hundred Flowers Thorn Sword] can be included in the [King's Treasure].

As Martin struggled to gather the armor of the Zealots of Slenish, the last demigod arrived.

"When!when!when!"

The sound of neat metal legged footsteps.

The believers who fear grace are all axe gangs.

A hundred Chaos Warriors were like that, and Martin was not surprised.

What caught the eye was the thirteen Chaos Knights, if it was said that the black horses ridden by those Chaos Knights seemed to be mixed, the demigod knight in the lead was undoubtedly a nightmare war horse.

The coat was dark and shiny, all four legs were covered with scarlet flames, a pair of horse eyes were as red as snow, and the horsehair on the back of the neck was like a cluster of burning flames.

If the three of them still have a little bit of moisture just now, this one is the real Demon Prince.

Not only did he wear the usual black horned helmet of demon generals, the gold armor on a black background of two hundred catties, and the iconic elephant trunk giant axe, but the most important feature was that the reins of his nightmare beast were made of human heads.

Standard-sized human heads, each of which still exudes a faint aura of sacredness.

Apparently, the owners of these heads were either the Battle Priests of Sigmar or the Paladins of Bakaria.

Unfortunately, after they died, they could not even rest their souls, so they were bound to the eternal nightmare of the Nightmare Beast.

The Nightmare Beast snorted at Martin two hundred meters away.

Martin read the meaning of this evil intelligent creature - I wait for your head to be added to my collection.

"Ho! even brutes are taunting?" a teasing expression curled into Martin's mouth.

Looking at the two demigod heads that Martin wore with two spears, the Demon Prince smiled: "Hahaha! Martin Lorraine, you're good! You're really good!"