Chapter 36: The Rotten Humanity
Black hoplites ran across the vast walls of Cosmo's megalothe, their heavy armor pounding against the solid obsidian with the rhythm of their muscles. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The black spear made of fine iron shimmered with a dark red streamer, the indestructible piercing power bestowed on the tip of the spear by the elves of the children of nature.
The Shield Guard, the direct unit of the second generation of the defenders of the city, the third defender, has the strongest defense, keeping out the fangs and claws of all invaders in that era of orc rule.
"Quick, quick!"
Commander Kakasage roared, his black soft-armored coat shivering in the roar.
Ahead, two kilometers away, a thousand soldiers guarding the gates of Cosmo were in disarray, hundreds of figures shuttling through the darkness, each flash of light with a bloody light, followed by the sound of a soldier falling to the ground.
"A bunch of rubbish!" Kakasachi roared in his heart, a thousand defenders of the city were being played with by hundreds of orc assassins like babies for months, and still in the position they should abide by, and his commander should be deprived of the right to believe in the god of war!
"Quick, before this group of wastes is killed, pierce the hearts of all orcs with spears to wash away the shame of the defenders!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, Monmis casually stabbed the dagger, Royce's curse, into the temple of a warrior, and the helmet made of fine iron pierced without the slightest resistance, not even stopping the time of breath.
"Chief, the heavily armored soldiers are coming!"
An assassin dodged two warriors' long knives, flashed to Monmis's side, and said in a deep voice.
Meng Mi didn't react at all, it seemed that the heavily armored soldiers who were about to arrive were nothing more than local chickens and dogs, and then they could be strangled.
She pulled out Royce's curse, and the black-red blade was bloodless, and a bright dove tail bloomed alone on the blade.
"Go ahead. ”
After speaking, the gray-black robe slowly fell off, and the beautiful figure was exposed to the cold wind, with a slender waist and delicate buttocks, and a light black soft armor that fit on the small S-shaped figure, adding a lot of charm.
A pair of eyes are cold and ruthless, with a touch of murderous intent, because the gods ignore all beings, the petite cheeks carry a faint mockery, and a little lip flap is a pink color, just like the witch who caresses the piano in that unspeakable place, seducing people's souls.
Monmis casually obliterated a stunned warrior, pacing on her feet, alone, rushing towards the formation of black heavy armor soldiers.
The Assassin, the Night Dancer, haunts the back of the light, immerses in the shadows, shows up and kills, dissipates and blood, infamous, yet powerful and terrifying.
Heavily armored warriors, fortresses of the gods, indestructible, paired with elves' armor-piercing spears, a veritable battlefield meat grinder.
The black shadow suddenly accelerated, harnessing the elegance of the wind, dodging dozens of spears handed to him, and flashing into the ranks like the foothills of the mountains.
Royce's curse swirled, a hideous face appeared on the dark red knife face, and the blood-colored eyes bloomed with rolling murderous intent, like the infinite sadness of the hero's end, the blade, the black armor, with a series of sparks, cracked in the dark night, and then extinguished.
Legend has it that this dagger came from the sigh of the gods, and the hero Royce roared in despair in the face of the gods, stabbing the dagger into his heart, cursing the gods, and causing the gods above the heavens to tremble and sigh silently.
So this time, does the appearance of Royce's curse portend anything?
Monmis walked and paced indifferently among the shield guards, her graceful figure dodging the tips of the nihilating guns, her steps trembling lightly, moving like a lotus, she was like an elegant dancer, frantically showing off her perfect dance steps on her own dance floor.
Spinner, jump, bow head, chest up, shield guard's resolute will was shocked to keep his composure, what a powerful sense of battle, in an era when fighting skills have almost become the confinement of the powerful, how powerful the owner of such a consciousness will be.
"Quick, kill her!"
The warriors on the city gate in the distance are becoming more and more scarce, a thousand warriors are not four out of ten, the warriors who are fighting in a group appear a little sparse in the occasional shining firelight, Kakasage can't help but be a little afraid in his heart, the shield guard is the closest team, and it is also the fastest team except for the flying cavalry, if the shield guard can not arrive in time, then the city gate will be lost, and once the city gate is lost, at this time, if the beasts arrive, the defenders will use at least 5,000 warriors to be able to retake the city gate, and this will undoubtedly be a bolt from the blue for the defenders who have just lost 30,000 soldiers。
Thinking of this, Kakasage suddenly shuddered, and subconsciously looked at the orc camp a few miles away outside the giant city of Cosmo.
The silent beast was gone, replaced by the shadow of death running through the frost, the blood-colored shadow following the sky, the blood of the blood glowing with black brilliance pouring into the troops below.
"No, it can't be, where are our scouts?......" Kakasage roared, his face covered in fear.
"Did you find out?"
Monmis sighed softly, with a hint of irritation in her tone, as if Kakasachi had done something that gave her a lot of headaches.
Indeed, the orcs came with anger inside, but after destroying the 30,000 defenders of the city, they strangely stopped, camped and set up camp with no intention of attacking.
Monmis is just an assassin of the Night Moon Cat Clan, she doesn't understand the thinking of big people, but she understands that this time is a very important time, and if this time drags her feet, then her fate will definitely be miserable.
Royce's curse crossed two spears, and Monmis's figure flickered like a sneak, dodging in the shield guard, charging in the direction of Kakasaki.
"The shield guards obeyed the order, all marched forward, and organized the orcs to take ...... Ugh!"
The dark red blade pierced through the soft armor and stabbed into Kakasaki's heart mercilessly, Memmies's arm spun violently, and the beautiful dovetail bloomed, and the bloodthirsty desire was released from the dovetail, Kakasachi roared in pain, and his brown eyes flashed with determination in the darkness.
"Shield Guard, Death...... Fight!"
The last character poured out of his throat, and Kakasage felt like an angry devil in his body, greedily sucking his hot blood, breathing ...... Two Interest...... Ten breaths later, the shriveled corpse broke off from the dagger and fell to the ground, shattering into two ends, and the piercing black leather armor fell off the corpse and fell to one side, disappearing into the darkness.
The Shieldguards roared, the death of the Commander stoking their wrath, but the battlefield ahead was more important, and as warriors, their glory was not to fight, but to be as they really were - to protect!
The hulking body ran, the black heavy armor striking the ground with a muffled sound, and with the wrath of the shield guard, charged towards the enemy on the city gate.
Where the shield is, even if it is a god, stop!
Monmmis looked at the shielded guards who were approaching and fighting together, watched as their men lost their lives under the spears, and looked mockingly at a corner in the darkness.
Do you really think that I, a ninth-order assassin of the Japanese rank, would be confident enough to intercept the legendary shield guard? am I stupid or are you stupid? The legendary slayer of the city defenders who spy on the darkness, you are really getting more and more naïve!
Monmis lowered her head and looked at the big city of Cosmo that was on fire everywhere, and her sexy lips opened and closed slightly, "Amory, do you see......? It would be nice if you could see it with me. (To be continued.) )