In the face of the sudden explosion of thunder, not only the Sea Clan soldiers were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, but even the Sea Clan commanders were dumbfounded, and they couldn't even believe their eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Which of these people who dare to challenge one-on-one is not a well-known master in these nearby sea areas! Which one is not a person who can shock one side by stomping his feet! Which one does not have the lives of a large number of strong people under his hands!

No one expected that these masters, who were supposed to shine in this attack, would all die at the hands of that human before they had time to show off their might, and they were even killed with one move.

Some commanders with excellent eyesight were even more surprised -- this guy didn't seem to be so powerful just now! Why did he fight for so long, not only did he not get tired, but he became stronger and stronger!

Seeing him crisscrossing in his own battle array, as if he had entered a no-man's land, the dragon man priest who was in charge of leading the battle situation only felt as if he had drunk ice water in the winter, and his heart was cold.

At this moment, thunder roared in the sky, and his heart moved slightly, and inspiration suddenly came.

"Throw a gun, throw a gun, shoot him!"

His people immediately carried out the order, and hundreds of strong dragonmen gathered, each holding a few throwing spears. The Sea Clan had never had the concept of "accidentally injuring their comrades", and they didn't even notify the front line, they waved their arms vigorously and threw their throwing spears at the place where the battle was raging.

There was a thud, and the sound of throwing guns breaking through the air was connected.

Ray was awakened by the strange sound of the wind and the warning in his heart, and turned his head to look, only to see that the gloomy sky was covered with throwing guns like a forest, and the sky was covered with black pressure.

He didn't have time to think about it, and rushed out. The sword was unsheathed, and each hand grabbed a sea clan. He didn't even have time to take a closer look at what race it was, and threw it straight into the sky. Get in front of yourself.

In the next moment, the guns rained down.

Ray's vision went dark all of a sudden, and then two heavy objects fell on top of him one after the other. Even if he had been prepared, he was crushed to his leg and sat on the ground.

A moment later, the battlefield that had been killing the sky just now had completely quieted. All the Sea Clan warriors who rushed to the front, regardless of age and racial identity, were all pierced into a sieve by random guns.

"Hey, why did you throw the gun all of a sudden!" a high-ranking fishman commander shouted angrily, "My son is still ahead!"

"You have more than four hundred sons. What does it matter if one or two die!" said the dragon priestess nonchalantly.

"Then why don't you let your son die!"

"My son is dead. The dragon priestess said lightly, "Even my grandson has long since died." ”

Looking at its face, which was so old that even the scales had rotted, the high-ranking fish-man commander gritted his teeth in anger, eager to devour the old immortal thing alive with his proud sharp teeth.

A Medusa commander next to him came out to play a round and persuaded, "Everyone, stop arguing, just kill that monster." In order to show the glory of His Majesty, sacrifice is inevitable. ”

But another commander with good eyesight immediately exclaimed, "Oh my God!

Several commanders turned their heads to look together, only to see that Lei pushed away the two Sea Clan corpses that were pressing on his body and stood up.

He was unscathed!

"Oh my God......"

"This guy...... It's a real monster!"

"What should I do?" the fish-man commander grabbed the dragon priest. "Hurry up and figure out something!"

The dragon man was dazed for a moment, made up his mind in the thunder, and waved his hand again: "Throw the throwing gun! Keep shooting me! I don't believe I can't shoot him!"

The Dragonman spear throwing team quickly carried out the order, and the rain covered the thunder with a flood of throwing guns.

This time Ray was easier to deal with than it was before. He directly piled up several sturdy Sea Clan corpses nearby and got into it himself.

Dense slings of spears fell near him, piercing the Sea Clan corpses that covered him like hedgehogs. A large area around it has been completely turned into a dense forest.

"Now...... It's time to die, right?" muttered the Fishman Commander.

"Nope. The Commander of the Sea Elementals, who had seen with sense, not vision, whispered, "It's alive." ”

"Damn it!"

"What the hell should I do?"

Several pairs of eyes looked at the dragon man priestess.

There are thousands of troops, and there is no one person. This kind of thing is simply humiliating to the extreme.

The dragon man priest was also a little dazed, facing a melee siege and killing him. It really can't think of anything about a target that can't be shot by a long-range gun.

But in the rumbling thunder, it finally thought of a way again.

"Prepare spells!" it said, "let the warlocks gather and blast with spells! Don't they like to smash fireballs and blow everything up? regardless of fireballs, ice balls, thunderballs, poison balls...... Smash it all over me!Blow that monster and the ground around it!"

"That's a good idea!"

"That's it!"

Warlocks of all races were gathered together and marched forward in a haphazard formation, guarded by elite spear-wielding troops. When they got close enough, these strange-looking creatures with wonderful bloodlines wielded their short staffs and cast their own destructive spells.

One ball after another flew in the direction of thunder, the red one was the scorching fireball, the pale one was the ice blast, the dark green was the poison erosion, the pale cyan was the sonic boom, and the azure was the thunder blast...... For a while, it was like holding an energy-type spell display conference, and it was dazzling to watch.

But it's still a wasted effort!

Although Ray was hiding in the pile of corpses, he had been carefully monitoring the situation around him, and when he saw the movement of the Sea Clan Warlocks, he rushed out of the pile of corpses and rushed into the warlocks with incredible speed.

What followed was a one-sided slaughter.

Although these warlocks have great destructive power, their melee combat ability is very average, and Thunder is still able to kill all sides in the face of hordes of Sea Clan warriors, and of course it is not a problem to face them.

When the warriors of the Sea Clan reacted and rushed to the rescue in all directions, this group of warlocks who gathered most of the high-level bloodlines in the nearby sea area had already died. In the end, there were only a few fractions that could be successfully rescued.

"Happy!" laughed Rayhaha. It's a blast.

He had already let go of all his burdens, and now it was just a happy last battle. Fight until now. He has already achieved extremely fruitful results, if it is said that "killing one does not lose, killing two makes money", then he is making a lot of money, and the profits are enough to blind people.

But he wasn't satisfied.

Human life is only once, and with this only precious wealth as capital, there is no way to satisfy how much you earn!

So there is only one thing he has to do, and that is to continue to kill!

Sword light and sword shadow, sword light and blood shadow.

The battle seems to be back to its former form. Lei was one person and one sword, facing the thousands of troops and horses of the Sea Clan, killing blood and corpses all over the field. Obviously he was only one person, and the other side was outnumbered, but he was holding a long sword, but the other party was holding a spear, but the result was that he had an absolute advantage, and instead killed the warriors of the Sea Clan in fear.

But the Sea Clan commanders were not willing to let this demoralization situation continue, and after some discussion, they finally came up with a solution.

This. Entering the battle are mages who are very rare in the Sea Clan.

One by one, they held their staffs, and they didn't dare to get closer, but they got a little closer, and aimed at the thunder who was fighting in the large group of Sea Clan warriors. Spells were cast.

Very simple spell, magic missile.

As the most classic spell, it's not very powerful. But it is very reliable, and the biggest advantage is that as long as you lock the target with your spirit. It will continue to be tracked until it hits.

Caught in the midst of the siege, Lei has already done his best to dodge all kinds of weapons. Where is there still any strength left to dodge the spiritual locks of the Sea Clan mages? I saw that the lilac balls of light flew out one by one, flying into the crowd of people from all directions, like agile swimming fishes, bypassing the creatures outside the target, and slamming into Lei's body firmly.

In the fierce battle, Lei was suddenly attacked by dozens of magic missiles, and his body suddenly shook violently. Before he could breathe his breath, the surrounding Sea Clan warriors had already seized the opportunity and swarmed up, and at least four or five spears stabbed into his body one after another, almost forking him up.

Lei subconsciously swung his sword and slashed all these approaching enemies. But many magic missiles struck, causing him to stagger and his body to stagger.

Blood poured out of the pierced wound, and the otherwise vigorous pace became heavy and sluggish. Seeing victory in sight, the warriors of the Sea Clan rushed over with cheers, wanting to share in the glory of slaying a powerful enemy.

What awaits them is the still sharp blade.

Ray endured the sharp pain that seemed to have shattered his internal organs, and barely managed to squeeze out a smile. But in the eyes of the surrounding sea tribes, it is even more terrifying than evil ghosts.

This human being, who was so badly injured, should have died, how could he still fight!

They were frightened, but they surrounded him from a distance, not daring to come near.

Another wave of magic missiles struck, and they passed through the gaps in the crowd, drawing arcs one after another, and all of them slammed into Ray's body.

Ray could no longer stand, and fell, in a pool of his own blood.

His vision gradually blurred, the light and shadow in front of him flickered, and scene after scene flashed like a marquee.

A five- or six-year-old boy was running happily in the palace on short legs, and happened to see a group of knights returning from victory being inspected by his grandfather, the majesty of the king with white beard was as majestic as ever, the silver-white armor and the snow-bright sword reflected each other in the sun, and even the mane of the war horse was neatly combed, majestic and majestic.

“...... Since then, I've been dreaming of becoming a knight. ”

The child has grown up a little bit, and he already looks like he is seven or eight years old. He wielded a wooden sword, slashed and stabbed at the target diligently, and practiced his swordsmanship carefully according to the guidance of his grandfather, who had abdicated next to him. The old king, who could no longer stand for as long as he had in previous years, sat in a soft chair and watched with a smile as his youngest grandson practiced his sword, instructing him from time to time.

“...... Is it that since that time, there have been rumors that I am the true descendant of the Eagle Wing Sword?"

The boy who was already twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in armor, rode a horse, and brandished a spear, piercing the ferocious orc. He and many other brave knights roared and charged, tearing the orcs to pieces, and killing them to pieces.

“...... This is my first time in battle. Let a twelve-year-old child go to war with orcs for the first time, and it is really a shame that the father dares to rest assured!"

Knights in full armor hold aloft spears decorated with pennants. Riding a snow-white horse without a trace of hair, he proudly walked through the arena. Win cheers. Under the helmet mask, the boy smiled as brightly as the sun.

“...... The dignified prince disguised himself to attend the knights' tournament, and I was really unkind at that time!"

Flames, blood, fighting, familiar faces became so unfamiliar, sweet drinks mixed with terrible poison, sharp arrows shot from behind, relatives and friends fell one by one, only the laughter was so clear.

“...... The throne of the king is always in a pool of blood, what the teacher said back then. I didn't really understand until then!"

The noblest people of the kingdom were thrown into the pit in a mess, so poisonous that flies did not dare to approach, and even insects could not breed. The boy gasped slowly, and gradually recovered in the midst of the familiar faces that were slowly decaying.

“...... I have experienced the most horrific hell, and since then, I have stopped crying. ”

The staggering figure waved branches in the valley, completely oblivious to the fact that his injuries had not yet recovered. As the days passed, he also grew stronger and more determined. It's just that his face is gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes are even more haunted by ghostly murderous intent.

“...... At that time, I vowed revenge, but I couldn't do it. ”

The misfit and withdrawn youth were dragged by the self-acquainted adventurers to drink, and there was a cheerful laughter. Only he had a straight face. But his eyes were no longer so cold, and there was a little more warmth.

“...... Those messy guys can mess around with anyone!"

Heavy chains lock the door to the Chamber of Commerce. The black-clad killers surrounded the entire building with bows and crossbows, and the young man in black armor had a gloomy face. Walking through room with his feet in pools of blood, he slashed everything that could move. Even in the face of the face that used to drink and laugh together, he showed no mercy.

“...... From that day on, my nickname changed from 'cold noodles' to 'Killing the Gate'. ”

The lone black-armored knight rode a vicious swift dragon, roaring and chasing the crowd, cutting down the ruthless people who terrified ordinary people one by one, and turning out blood-soaked belongings from the pile of corpses, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

“...... It seems that people will beautify themselves before they die, and it is not only robbers who I have killed!"

Seeing that the Divine Power Crystal was about to arrive, a large green jellyfish fell from the sky and landed on top of the head of the black-armored knight, holding its tentacles against his head, smiling evilly and threatening him to take away his spoils.

“...... This was the first time I met His Majesty, haha, it always seemed like a little subtle difference. ”

The green jellyfish that stayed on the head of the black-armored knight like a hat seemed to be about to become a priest, stubbornly telling him all kinds of beautiful, kind, and righteous things, so wordy that he drew his sword and cut it, but he was always helpless.

“...... If you think about it, those days are really unbearable!"

Under the coercion of the abominable jellyfish god, the black-armored knight had to start doing good deeds, he was constantly thanked and cheered, and before he knew it, the corners of his mouth were often upturned, and his face often showed a soft expression.

“...... That's when I started to change, right?"

There is a hopeless female pervert in the team, and this bastard often targets him, making him thunderous again and again, and the scene of chasing and killing with a sword has been staged countless times. As the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, he gradually began to laugh.

“...... Steele's ...... Jokers are also useful...... ......."

The knight knelt in front of the big green jellyfish, looked solemn, and said his oath. His eyes were very determined, his gaze was clear, and there was no trace of gloom.

“...... Thank you for giving me a new lease of life!

The slightly immature boy practiced hard under the guidance of a knight in white armor, and he didn't notice the look of relief and nostalgia in the eyes of the teacher next to him.

“...... I also became a teacher one day, and I always felt like I was getting old all of a sudden. Hehe, it's grown up. ”

The young man lay pale in a pool of blood, smiling weakly, his smile getting cold.

“...... Rank, my student, you are still a child, why do you have to die in front of me, an old man who has made countless mistakes, such a naïve and good, so you should die!"

Countless lights and shadows flickered, and all the scenes gradually dimmed, and he exhaled his last breath deeply.

As if hallucinating, he saw a large group of refugees on the run. Liv rode a horse from nowhere, running around the group, shouting, brandishing her sword, like a skilled shepherd, maintaining the discipline of the whole team, keeping the refugees from fleeing in all directions, avoiding the most horrific stampede.

Steele flapped her wings and flew around beside her, helping her maintain order. Occasionally, they cast spells to heal the wounded.

Suddenly, she stopped, looked back in confusion, and looked in the direction of the port of Gars City.

"What's wrong?" asked Liv curiously.

Steele didn't answer, and looked in silence.

"Hey, pervert, goodbye. ”

"Well, goodbye. ”

The light and shadow continued to flicker, and he vaguely saw the turbid undercurrent, the roaring sea, and the four huge figures fighting hard.

One of them is slightly different from his impression, but the style is still the same.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry that I couldn't fulfill your request. The knight, who had only a transparent figure, could not get close to the battlefield and slowly knelt down on one knee, "Please forgive me for my incompetence. ”

Sui Xiong, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, suddenly turned his head, and saw the transparent figure slowly dissipating.

From the last rays of light, he understood all the causes and consequences in an instant, and let out a crazy roar.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the turbidity waves emptied. (To be continued.) )