It wasn't until this moment that Mu En had time to really look at these cruel spear-wielding warriors, and the first thing that caught his eye was his extremely strong body, and the muscles of his upper body were knotted and almost broke the leather armor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe blue eyes are deep-set, and the straight nose bridge is a distinctly Western feature, but the skin is bronzed, and the arms are extremely long, almost reaching the knees.

And the most peculiar thing is his hair, black hair mixed with all kinds of unique gold threads, colored stripes of ornaments, braided into small braids, all the way to the waist.

At this time, he was slowly retracting the spear inserted in the ground, there was a dark red blood stain on the tip of the spear, as the leader, he reacted much faster than the other two warriors, just when Mu En rushed to the second warrior, he threw the spear in his hand, the only thing he miscalculated was that Mu En's speed was so fast.

Of course, he didn't return in vain, after the tension, Mu En unconsciously moved his shoulder, he felt a hot pain in his back, obviously, there was at least a wound a few inches long, not too deep, the blood should have dyed the clothes red.

The spear was tightly held in the leader's hand, held flat to face Mu En, he looked at the two subordinates who were killed and captured, and then stared closely at the seemingly thin man in front of him, carefully reflecting on the bitterness of this, as the most elite warrior, he has experienced no less than a hundred battles, except for facing professionals, no one has let him suffer so much for a long time.

His eyes were so hideous, but his face was extremely calm: "You are definitely not from this village! However, you are very good, you are very good at disguise, and you are determined to raid, but so what, I want you to die, I promise that you will die a miserable death, I will find you to peel off your skin, make a leather carving, kneel in front of my brother's grave, your skull will be made into a wine cup, and your body will be thrown into the wilderness to be eaten by wild beasts!"

The leader's words are soothing, resolute, and crazy, and you don't have to suspect that he is lying, because he has already told you in his tone that this result will definitely come to pass. And his tone is very strange, although it is also Viku, but it seems to be said in a circle of tongues, always with some ambiguity.

Between the words, the leader stared closely into Muen's eyes, he wanted to see something, and his feet were pacing slightly, either forward, or left, or right, sometimes even slightly backward, but overall, with the shock of words, he was moving forward, looking for the angle and weakness of the attack.

A hint of fear and cowardice flashed in Muen's eyes, with his knowledge of this barbaric world, he knew that the leader would do what he said and would not have any burden in his heart, but as a visitor to the civilized world, he couldn't imagine the misery of his skull being used as a wine glass by others.

However, in just a moment, his eyes were firm again, and he quickly moved his footsteps, stepped back slightly, and changed direction, pulling the distance between the two again, and ensuring that he, the leader, and the archer were in a line, so that the archer's vision could be obscured.

At the same time, without saying a word, Mu En directly stabbed the tail vertebrae between the fists of his left hand on his captive's arm twice, as if he had accidentally punctured the artery, and the blood seemed to be gushing out as if he didn't want money.

And Mu En also relaxed his right arm slightly, and the severe pain made the warrior let out a violent scream.

Mu En stared at the leader without showing weakness and said: "My growth is intercepted from nature, my death, returning to nature is the best choice, the body is only rotten, only the soul is eternal!"

"You're actually a wild cultist! Didn't the Soros city-state prohibit the existence of this sect?You actually believe in the god of the swamp?!" Although it was a verbal blow, the leader did not expect such a situation.

In today's weakened gods, the power of the gods has been greatly weakened, and Andor, the god of swamps, is not a very powerful god, he advocates the belief that his soul can be immortalized and his body will eventually decay.

In his teachings, balance is the supreme law of the growth of all things, man is from nature to intercept energy and live, and when he finally dies, he should also return his flesh and skin to nature, so after death, his believers will abandon the body in the wilderness or swamp to make up for nature.

As the god of the swamp, he protects all those who live in the swampland, so the people of the swamp are his main believers, but because he opposes the modification of the environment, wants to keep it in its original state, and even uses violence to protect nature, which makes some rulers extremely dissatisfied with him, the city-state of Soros is forbidden to preach wild churches.

Of course, religious belief does not mean that it must not be spread if it is forbidden, Mu En is naturally not a believer, but he once dreamed of a wild cultist, so he knows some doctrines, although he is the first not to believe in these things that the gods are talking about, but at this time, it is indeed the best counterattack to the leader.

You threaten me with my dead body, and I'll just tell you that I don't care, see what you do!

This is Mu En's thoughts, he doesn't care about the emergence of the Wild Sect, just a moment of cowardice, if it weren't for the fact that it was still a little far away, the leader's spear would definitely have poked over.

At this time, he also stared at the leader and said: "You shouldn't belong to the Lancôme city-state, right?!Look at your hair bun, it seems to be a Cress, you can grow to your waist without being cut off, you are also a powerful warrior."

However, I really don't know when the Cresses, known for their bravery, actually gave their lives to the city-state of Lancôme. It seems that the war between the city-states of Lancôme and the city-state of Kress has not stopped since the establishment of the city-state, right?

It seems that you have betrayed your ancestors and the kingdom, and hope that your ancestors will rest in the kingdom of the gods, and not be nailed into the wooden frame of shame!"

"Fart, how can my Cress soul be tarnished by Lancôme's cowards, we were invited to attack your Soros city-state, you despicable one, if you dare to say another insult to me, I will kill you!" As if poking at the sore spot, the leader roared angrily, as if he was desperate to rush up in the next second.

This made Mu En very nervous, but his mouth kept saying: "Dare not do it, this is the Cress people I know? It seems that the Cress people who are famous for their bravery are nothing more than that." ”

The city-state of Kress is located further northeast of the city-state of Lancôme, bordering the city-state of Lancôme, which is said to be a city-state, but in fact there is only one city, and most of the city-states have only one race - the Kress people, which is an extremely exclusive race, and the principle of the law of the jungle is the strongest, the winner is king, the strongest occupies the city of Cress, and the one who can defeat and sit in the city of Cress is the king.

Their adult men are trained to be warriors, and although the city-state is small and has a small population, it is strong and aggressive, and is basically at war with its neighbors.

In fact, the looting and ransom from the war were the most important source of income for the Cresses.

The Cressians have a habit of having their children bald when they are young, and when they become adults, they can renew their hair when they become warriors, and every time they lose a battle, if they don't die, they will have their hair cut off, in a sense, the longer the hair, the stronger it is.

And the hair is coiled into small pigtails, which is the prerogative of a powerful warrior. In Muen's opinion, the leader in front of him should have been hovering on the edge of a professional for a long time, as long as he obtains the potion before his physical strength declines, the chance of actually becoming a professional is extremely high.

There is always a lonely wasteland between the city-state of Kress and the city-state of Soros, and because of the peculiarity of the lonely wasteland, there has never been a war between the two. And this time, there are Cresses here, and it is clear that the Lancôme city-state will have to pay a great price to woo them.

Muen's understanding of the Cresses comes from the dream of a businessman, and for this kind of reckless man who only talks about fists and is unreasonable, it is definitely not a good object for trading. His words were stimulating the other party, the purpose was naturally to suppress the other party's momentum, and at the same time, he also understood that for the Cressians who pursued the glory of dying in battle, the leader would take care of the hostages in his hands, but he would never let himself go because of the hostages.

"You're good, much better than those reckless men who only know how to chop with an axe. Your left hand was stung by a double venomous tailed scorpion! It's already swollen like this, and you can still jump around, your physique is very good. However, if you are unlucky to meet me, and if you let me go, I will leave you a whole corpse. Suddenly, the leader said indifferently, as if the previous excitement and anger were fake.

This strong sense of disobedience made Mu En feel a sudden panic, and he suddenly found that he had lost the figure of the archer, yes, Mu En covered the archer's gaze with three points and one line, and also covered his own gaze.

As long-range attackers, archers are naturally part of the elite who will pursue longer range and more powerful attack power. They will use their camouflage to find the high ground and end the lives of their enemies with a single arrow.

This can be considered a branch of archers, similar to snipers on Earth, in fact, if a full-fledged archer career progresses further in the career path, it is possible to advance to another class - the marksman.

This type of warrior is definitely the elite of the elite in the army, and each one of them is the treasure of the leader. Mu En didn't expect that he would actually encounter this kind of archer.

At this time, without Munn being completely unaware, the archer had already completed his sneaking in the wilderness, but after all, Muen had the ability to perceive space, and when he went to look for it, he found that the archer had appeared about a hundred meters away from his left rear.

The arrows are wound, and the archers are already bending their bows to aim.

At this moment, Mu En knew that he was about to start playing with his life again......