The battle was fierce and brutal. There are battles, there are always songs of generosity, and heroes are mostly born in blood and fire.

The battle between the camel and the Macbie was wonderful, and no one approached within three feet of their battle circle. The Yuan Force of the Burst was destroyed everywhere, and the small courtyard carefully repaired by the Vienna priest was in shambles.

The camel's shots are always tepid, and each blow seems careless, but every blow is fatal. He has no fancy moves, no flashy looks, and no brave strength. Some are breezy and white, and some are flowing clouds. This is a realm, a very high realm.

Macabin, on the other hand, is accompanied by a shout or sneer at each blow. His moves are gorgeous, and there are always beautiful images born with his moves, like works of art, which people can't bear to destroy. But these are just the appearances, but the inside is the ruthlessness that kills people.

The blind bear was badly wounded, but he did not retreat, and without an iron shield in his hand, he used his flesh as a shield. Two horizontal knives had been inserted into his body, and the blood was not stopping, but he was not affected in the slightest, and the giant axe in his hand was still slashing wildly.

All but two eyes on his face were normally colored. He had killed three of them, cut off the heads of two, and the other had his axe knock his head into tofu flowers.

The blind bear's body was a little cold, and this coldness was spreading, and his body began to stiffen. Knowing that he was about to die, he looked up at the darkened sky, and then at the town he had guarded for more than ten years. After today, the town probably can't exist, because Manichaeism will definitely go crazy for revenge.

He looked at his comrades around him again, the pig killer had already gone first, the white-faced dragon with a spear like a dragon, was smiling and fighting, and he didn't know whether it was his own blood or the enemy's blood. Lu Vulture sat in a pool of blood, his legs completely separated from his body, his crossbow arrows in his hands, and he was still shooting steadily, and anyone who tried to get close to him would be shot by him.

Wang Poshoe was desperately protecting Xuanyuan Qingyu, Li Eater was still shooting fireballs, his face was terrifyingly white, Vienna used his body as a pillar to support Li Eater's fat body, and the book in his hand turned faster and faster. The camel and the Macbien were inseparable.

The blind bear knows that in today's battle, the victory or defeat depends entirely on the camel. As long as he can kill Macbim, then there are still people alive, otherwise, it will be difficult to escape the fate of death.

"Ahh

The blind bear roared with all his life force, the coldness on his body was driven away, and the heat filled every corner of his body. He turned away and rushed towards MacBim, who was fighting the camel.

A remnant of Yuan Force struck him, leaving him with a bloody hole in his shoulder, but that didn't stop him, he was more brave and faster.

McBie saw it. The camel also saw it.

Seeing the resoluteness and decisiveness in the blind bear's eyes, the camel sighed lightly, and his hands sped up a few points, using his strength to the extreme.

Macbien didn't care, and only gently spit out two words: ants.

The blind bear threw himself and spread his arms, trying to use them as locks to trap Macbie's hands and feet. Macbien didn't turn his head back, and his left hand was stabbed out by Tu Scar's bone fork, and his five fingers were like steel forks, and if the bear was blind and did not retreat, he would be killed by these five finger forks.

The blind bear did not retreat, because he knew very well that he only had this blow, whether he retreated or advanced, he would die.

I clearly felt the five fingers penetrating into my chest, and the coldness enveloped my whole body again, this time the coldness was desperate. The blind bear laughed: "Brothers, remember to pour a glass of wine on the grave of the old bear in the coming year." ”

The blind bear went away generously, and Huaiwu's body hung on MacBim's hand. Macbie's face was so disgusted that he tried to pull his hands out, but he was locked by the blind bear's muscles and hands.

Mai Bin flashed a bad look, the surging power poured into his left hand, and with a strong flick, the cold body of the blind bear was torn by this violent force, turning into pieces of flesh and flying, and the huge head still had a free and easy smile.

Just as the blind bear's body turned into pieces of flesh and flew away, the camel's palm slapped on MacBim's body. The sound of crunching sound kept coming, and McBin was bleeding like a tide, his expression was wilting, and his breath fluctuated.

The camel said, "Old bear, the camel will give you a ride." ”

The camel's rickety waist was straightened, his eyebrows were open, his body was like a shadow, and his hands were incredibly fast. Macbie's face was frightened, and he flew away to escape, but the camel would not let go.

Macaber's head was twisted seven hundred and twenty degrees by the camel, and his eyes were still wide open in disbelief. Before he died, he only said five words: How dare you kill me?

The hunchback's waist was stiff again, and he coughed gently, each sound bloody, and covered it with a handkerchief. He picked up the head of the blind man and sighed, "The way of this world...... What else would you not dare!"

Macabine's death made the Manichaeans completely crazy, but the camels were killed in it, and none of them were together. Their frantic screams lingered in their ears: "Mingzun will avenge us." The God of Light will judge you. ”

The battle was won, but the price was incomparably great.

Xuanyuan Qingyu is facing this kind of brutal fight for the second time. Whether it is Master Tu or Master Xiong, they are all good people to themselves, but they are all dead now. And Master Lu, who is crippled, has no chance to show his proud body again.

The town is full of sorrow. The dead are dead, and the living need to continue to live.

The camel said: "You can't stay here, and you can't enter Nanxiong Pass." MacBim's death will surely provoke the wrath of Manichaeism, and we will wander again. ”

The old bear and the old slaughter were burned to ashes and put them in two clay pots. If they were buried, they would also be fed to the worms of the wasteland. Besides, after leaving Laohuai Town, I don't know if I can come back.

With the ashes of the two and carrying the crippled Lu Bald Donkey, several people walked into the wasteland overnight, and Lao Huai Town was still so quiet in the night.

The news of Mai Bin's death soon spread to the Hall of Light, and Mingzun was furious and sent Shao Si to go out of the mountain and rush to Laohuai Town. The town had long since been emptied, leaving only one or two ownerless wild dogs barking.

Shao Si ordered the town of Laohuai to be razed to the ground, but he did not cut down the thousand-year-old locust tree, but only carved a few big words on the tree pole: This matter is not over.

The town, which had been on the edge of the Sunset Mountains for more than ten years, has declined. Some adventurers will still appear here, but they will have no shelter, no supplies, and will be questioned by the Manichaeans. Gradually, no one came here, and the ruins became a habitat for wild foxes. Even the natives of the multi-armed tribe came out of the jungle and claimed sovereignty over the ruins.

A year later, in the autumn, it was drizzling. The majestic Huoyan City stands at the southernmost tip of Nanzhao, which is the world of the Nanhu people, because the city lord is a Nanhu person and has the title of viscount. The lord of Abbas is the half-brother of Barrington, the king of Nanzhao, and his viscount of Huoyan is also a feudal lord of the empire, and he is a viscount of real power, but he is also subordinate to the king of Nanzhao.

In front of the city is a flat land, with no trees but weeds. About fifty miles away was the territory of the orcs, and they also built a city called the Bloodstained Hill. Because this city is a stone mountain hollowed out, inhabited by orcs of all races, this is a city open to all orcs.

The land of weeds between the two cities is the place where the two sides fight.

About twenty miles away from the Bloodstained Hill, a group of orc adventurers was walking towards the Bloodstained Hill with joy. The leader is the wolf clan, and most of the team are wolf clansmen, as well as lion clans and minotaurs.

Grafi, the leader of the wolf clan, hummed a ditty tune and carried a dozen bloody heads on their shoulders, all of them from the Terrans. Each head, when returned to the bloodstained hill, can be exchanged for coins, can be used for a large bowl of wine, and a large piece of meat can be eaten.

The adventurers and mercenaries on both sides live this kind of drunken life. When they see each other, they will only weigh each other's heads and how many bowls of wine they can worth.

Twenty miles from the city is already a fairly safe distance, and the most dangerous and tragic place on both sides is the middle ten miles. They had let their guard down, making a lot of fun and teasing.

Suddenly, the weeds moved, and a black shadow jumped up, and the white light flashed. The head of the last werewolf of the orc team flew up, and before the blood column could spurt, the figure was already thrown into the weeds and disappeared.

Graffi was so angry that he screamed and excitedly commanded the others to find the murderer. They fanned out and found nothing, while the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as they gave up the search and were about to collect the team and return to the city, Leng Buding shot three crossbow arrows from the grass on the side. A minotaur collapsed in a pool of blood, and Grafi was furious, the lion-people had searched the area just now, but found nothing. He gave a few harsh reprimands, and led a group of people to pounce on the arrows, but they were empty.