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"Does it matter who I am?" Dewee smiled noncommittally, "Would you like to reconsider my proposal now?"

Basil didn't speak, just stared at Dewey. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was impossible for a contingent of tens of thousands of people to reach the border at the same time, but through word of mouth, gradually, the entire procession became aware of what was ahead. Most of the samurai who did not see that scene did not feel fear, but were extremely angry, and it was undoubtedly humiliating for them to be blocked by one person in the way of the entire army.

Such a scene is indeed a bit weird, on one side is a team of tens of thousands of people who are gradually gathering together, and on the other side is Di Wei's lonely figure, but from the number of things, people can't help but feel like they are in a car.

As the person concerned, Di Wei had no awareness of this at all, and still looked at Basil with that annoying smile on his face: "Have you thought it through? My time is very limited, if you still can't make a decision, I don't mind choosing it for you." ”

Basil said coldly: "No one has the right to choose anything for the warriors of Sky City. ”

"I really don't have the right. Di Wei shrugged: "But I have the strength, this is the gap between me and you." ”

"Then let me see what your strength can do in front of tens of thousands of troops!" Basil has been delaying for so long, just waiting for the army to gather together, even if the other party is a saint-level powerhouse, the huge army base is enough to make up for this disadvantage, of course, this is only a theoretical inference, but no matter what the result is, Basil must do this, otherwise this operation in Sky City will become a big joke.

With Basil's gesture, the tens of thousands of troops that had been gathered slowly moved, and the two wings gradually advanced and closed, encircling Dewey.

Di Wei glanced at the dense crowd around him and laughed softly: "I have already said that this is all rubbish, why are you just unwilling to face the reality?"

Looking at Di Wei's nonchalant expression, Basil vaguely felt that he seemed to be missing something, but now he was ready to send it and had to send it, so Basil waved his whip fiercely: "Kill me at all costs!"

The warriors suddenly burst out with an earth-shattering roar, Di Wei's extremely insulting words have already aroused the anger in their chests, no one will show mercy at this moment, tens of thousands of people formed an encirclement, although it is impossible for everyone to shoot, but at this moment, at least nearly a thousand people launched an attack at the same time, some of the stronger ones even rushed into the sky to release the secret technique, for a time the sky and the earth, full of all kinds of secret techniques composed of storms.

Di Wei, who was in the center of the storm, had no change in his face, but slowly raised a hand, and at the fingertips, there was a bright green light jumping, and the next moment, the green light suddenly bloomed, with Di Wei's body as the center, and swept away quickly and incoherently.

At the moment when the green light bloomed, the dusty memory in Basil's mind finally woke up, it was a night many years ago, and it was also the same bright green mang, which shattered the belief that Basil had held on to his life, and that night, the ageless youth Althea fell.

Feeling this strange fluctuation of source power with a little familiarity, Basil had to believe that the demon, after decades, had reappeared in front of him.

Basil's first instinct was to jump off his horse and throw himself to the ground, while letting out a heart-rending roar: "Hide!"

However, it was too late, and all the secret techniques flying in the sky were cut off in an instant, and almost all the samurai standing at the front of the team were affected, and Qingmang easily penetrated the bodies of these people and cut into the military formation.

Everything that Qingmang touched, whether it was a strong warrior or a tall warhorse, all seemed to be turned into fragile straw, and those who were passed through by Qingmang didn't even have time to feel the pain, and they were horrified to see their bodies split into two parts, and hot blood gushed out from the cracks in their bodies, staining the ground beneath their feet.

The time when Qingmang appeared was actually only a very short moment, but it caused hundreds of casualties.

Devi opened his mouth, obviously shocked by the tragedy he had caused, he had never killed so many people at one time, and it could only be said that the formation of the warriors of Sky City was too cooperative, so that his attack power was maximized.

Basil was relatively lucky, he was originally within the scope of Qingmang's shroud, but his reaction was quite quick and he escaped Qingmang's cut in time, so to speak, it was his memory that saved his life.

"Wind Scars......" Basil looked at the bloody scene in front of him with dull eyes, and there was no longer any need to guess, and only that demon could ruthlessly kill so many lives between talking and laughing.

Di Wei's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Basil in an instant, and happened to hear Basil's murmuring, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly: "The secret technique I use is indeed the Trace of the Wind, but ...... You seem to have mistaken someone. ”

"Let's get to know you officially, my name is Dewey. Devie looked at Basil's frightened eyes and smiled faintly, "Now, can you tell me your decision?" or ...... Do you think this waste is dying too little and will require a little more effort on my part?"

Devie Rohrer searched in his mind, and soon found the name, although the major families in the sky city are independent, but the intelligence is not sloppy at all, not to mention that Vasily's defection and Dewey's righteous murder of his relatives were very sensational at the time, and it was difficult for them to think about it.

If Basil's feelings for Vasily are frightened, then some are just contemptuous for Diwey, and being a man to the point of Diwey can no longer be simply described as shameless.

The same wind scars, used from different people, have completely different results.

If it was Vasily who stood in front of him, Basil would not hesitate to lead the army to retreat, and it was not surprising at all to lose to Vasily, Basil was just a high-ranking martial artist, how could he resist Vasily, who could successfully snipe the ageless young Orthea? Not to mention that in front of a person like Vasily, it was impossible to rely on the number of troops to win, it was meaningless.

Dewey, on the other hand, was at best just a lackey under Jun Tuming's seat, and although this lackey was very powerful, Basil had no respect for this kind of person. Basil would rather die than bow his head in front of such a person.

"My decision?" Basil suddenly chuckled softly, "Well, I can tell you right now, what my decision is." ”

The procession of tens of thousands of people was silent, some with fear in their eyes, others with resentment, and others with red eyes, for among those who died were their friends and brothers.

Basil straightened his chest and swept his gaze over the faces of the samurai with different expressions: "I think everyone knows what the purpose of our trip is. ”

Basil's loud voice resounded over the plain: "The enemy we are facing is very strong, so strong that we have almost no hope of victory, in such a situation, I have no right to make a choice for you, but I hope you will not forget that what we are stepping on is the land that belongs to the Sky City, and on this territory, we are the real masters!"

Basil turned around and looked at Devie coldly: "You can kill me, but never dream that I will take half a step back!"

"My lord, none of the people standing here are of a bad seed!"

"Your Excellency is right, this is the territory of Sky City, what qualifications does he have to point fingers here?"

"Brothers, fight with him ......"

The vast majority of people were infected by Basil's words, and the coach is still like this, everyone has two shoulders and one head, what is there to be afraid of?

Di Wei sighed, with a helpless expression: "That means ...... Can't talk about it?"

What answered him was the scorching tongue of fire of the True Scarlet Dance, and the raging flames almost enveloped Devie's entire person.

Dewey's face was a little blurred in the steaming heat, but it was clear that this level of attack was not a threat to him.

"Well, since you want to be a hero so much, I can only fulfill you. Di Wei's voice sounded a little low: "Do you know that in fact, what I hate the most is people like you who think you are heroes?"

The next moment, an angry shout suddenly erupted from the sea of fire: "Break!"

The raging flames flew away in an instant, revealing Dewey's frost-covered face, followed by the green light in Dewey's hand.

The True Red Dance, which integrates attack and defense, became extremely fragile in front of Qingmang, and Qingmang easily cut into the flames around Basil from top to bottom, Basil only had time to dodge, but Qingmang's speed was too fast, and after a light sound, the light of the source force armor on Basil's body also collapsed, and then there was the blood light that rose to the sky.

Devey just struck a blow, Basil's entire right arm was gone, and a large piece of his right chest disappeared, revealing the organs that were still wriggling inside, and blood was gushing out of it, such a serious injury, even if Devie let Basil go, Basil wouldn't live long.

Basil opened his mouth, as if to say something, but only a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Seeing that Basil was hit hard, the surrounding warriors were all red-eyed and roared and pounced on Dewee.

Di Wei didn't even look at it, his hands waved again and again, and a stream of green mangs swayed out, bringing up a rain of blood rushing to the sky, and at this time, Di Wei still had time to sneer and look at the crumbling Basil: "See, this is the price you want to be a hero, but what you pay is these innocent lives, so counting, you are not much nobler than me......

With a bang, Basil's body fell to the ground, and he didn't know if he heard Dewey's ridicule, but his eyes were still staring at the blood-stained sky with resentment, maybe he had been looking forward to today's ending on that night many years ago.

The killings are still going on.

(To be continued)