There is no need for anyone to give orders, and when the two sides see each other, the horn of battle is already sounded.

The tower-like chieftain who rushed ahead first, the huge shield that existed to protect others, was like a meat grinder in his hand, and every time he swung it, Deadpool flew out upside down. The spear hidden under the shield in his other hand was not an ornament, and the tip of the spear that had been pierced many times was stained with black blood, and then it was washed down by the torrential rain and merged with the water on the ground, forming a viscous liquid.

After him is the ghost, who was originally possessed by the heroic spirit of the caster job, but she prefers melee combat. The dagger she wields always pierces the Deadpools before they can react, and then dodges before a belated attack arrives.

However, she didn't fall into the name of a caster, and under the Indian-style cape, there are props she carefully crafted, and throwing them into the Deadpool group always brings them some small "surprises".

Wandering outside the battlefield, the tiger seemed to be at one with the environment, moving rapidly, the small black bow in his right hand harvesting what he considered dangerous. And those Deadpools who survived his bow looked around in confusion, roaring for the enemies who released cold arrows, and then were killed by small arrows flying from nowhere, and green blood flowed from the fallen corpses, and unknown toxins spread among the Deadpools without Deadpools knowing.

In the distance, the twin guns spun as quickly as a magic juggler, Lu Shanyan didn't need any aim, and the bullets sprayed from the muzzle could take the life of a Deadpool. Now that he has used his magic power to convert into bullets, he no longer has the limit of being able to fire a maximum of forty bullets at the same time during his lifetime, and before his own magic power is exhausted and his mana supply is cut off from the master, he has almost unlimited bullets without worrying that his firepower will weaken.

It's just that he is like a battlefield slaughtering machine, and the damage he does to the Deadpool group can only rank second.

Farther away, eight Kerbord cannons fired in unison, the cannonballs that had once been filled with mercury and mercury that could inflict great damage on dragons, but now replaced with more domineering magic. The mana cannonball arcs gracefully and falls into the group of Deadpools behind the front lines, inflicting massive casualties on the back-up Deadpools who will replace the frontline Deadpools.

It is also because it may accidentally injure friendly soldiers, otherwise the cannonballs of the "Thor's Hammer", which is blessed with soot, will turn into meteors along with the Deadpools in the first row in a way that far exceeds the modern understanding of "electromagnetic guide guns". It's just that now it's like a bombardment of cutting melons and vegetables, and if you bless the spirit of words, some of them will seem to be too powerful, and some of them will be too wasteful.

In this way, the soot standing under the cannon is the most idle of several people, and he was flawed all over his body when he fired the cannon, and he also prepared two flintlock pistols for self-defense, and at this moment, the two flintlock pistols were being turned by him boringly. Thanks to the efforts of his colleagues, not a single Deadpool crossed the front line.

Behind them, Lu Mingfei's Bugatti Veyron was long gone, leaving only a barely visible rear headlight.

Lu Mingfei, who was far away from the battlefield, stopped the car, and the farsighted rune activated, paying attention to the changes over there. In the magic link, the magic power that is almost condensed like a substance is constantly passed through, providing them with powerful logistics that can allow them to squander so much regardless of gains and losses.

Maybe it's because of the pent-up dragon's blood, or because of the discovery of a vision in the body. Lu Ming's own accumulation of magic power has reached a level far beyond the comprehension of magicians, otherwise it would not be able to supply it to so many servants at the same time.

Will be against general, king against king. Although Menek now doesn't know that he is still not the most capable of fighting among his companions, his companions still tacitly leave the most tricky and the leader of the other party to him to deal with.

The guy who said "I am Odin" on his face, when his Deadpools experienced the brutal slaughter of Deadpool, actually sat quietly on the eight-legged god horse spewing thunder, looking at the Lionheart people who showed off their skills, as if they were observing their fighting style. Or...... It's just that he is amazed at why the people who are already dead appear in front of him in such a way.

"Human ......?" Immediately, Odin's metal mask shook slightly, and his golden one-eyed flickered slightly with the words, "...... No, you're not human, you're not Deadpool, you're not dragons...... What are you? ”

"Sa...... Who knows? Menek looked at him, his tone frivolous, as if he wanted to provoke him deliberately, "There were people before...... No, Youlong asked the same question, but unfortunately she ran away before we could answer, and I don't know if you can hold on until I answer. ”

At this moment, he can understand why his master is so concerned about this Nibelungen, looking at the unbelieving master, although he did not say it explicitly, but the magic of the Rune script he used was a gift from the god Odin, and he himself could be regarded as the messenger of the god Odin.

And the person in front of him, dressed as afraid that others would not know that he was Odin, and wreaked havoc with a group of Deadpools dressed in the name of "Heroic Spirit", and even they couldn't help but watch the words "Heroic Spirit" be insulted.

The figure of the god horse was not enraged by his clumsy provocation, but slowly raised the slightly curved spear, as if it had locked onto him.

"Those who have died dare to speak before the throne of God, then give you the ...... of death again"

Before he could finish speaking, a bullet flew in the distance and struck him in the hand with the gun. Although it didn't hurt him much because of the armor that he knew was difficult to cut at a glance, it also made his throwing action stagnant, and he didn't throw the spear.

Slowly turning his head, the golden eyes looked at Lu Shanyan who was killing in the distance. While he was dealing with the enemy in front of him, he still had time to fire a shot in this direction.

"I'm sorry, I didn't say it was a fair matchup. So you better put away your plan to throw your spear, and fight me honestly. Menek shrugged, "Also, you just called me 'the dead', right?" I didn't expect my name to have spread to the dragon clan, and sure enough, it's really troublesome that people are too famous...... If a she-dragon comes to me for an autograph, do I give it first and then stab her? Or do you poke it first and then give it? It's really hard to choose. ”

Ignoring Menek, who was pretending to be self-pitying, Odin raised his spear again, this time, he clenched the barrel of the gun so that he would not be affected by the sudden "stray bullet" again......

However, he underestimated the strength of the enemies to help each other and the determination to hinder him.

A cannonball that was supposed to fly into the Deadpool group deviated from its original course and flew straight this way.

Swinging his gun and sending the cannonball flying to make it fall into the group of Deadpools in the distance, Odin looked back at Menek who was giving him a "Look, I'll say so" expression. That shell just now. If he hadn't sent it flying, the person in front of him who was neither alive nor dead would also be within the range of the attack. Or rather...... They had expected this outcome.

Knowing that they won't give themselves a chance to unleash the Meteor Spear, it's as if resigned to fate...... Or to prove that you don't just have a Meteor Gun. Odin flicked the reins and rushed over with a spear in one hand.

"That's right, that's how it should be." Licking his lips, his eyes glowing with a high-level pure-blood dragon, Menek's face was covered with dense scales.

This is what he had before he was alive.,At the moment it has been classified as a career skills.,That is, the so-called passive skills in the level of A-level "Path to the Gods" activation,This can add the same level of "Dragonization" and "Killing Heart" state skills to him, and he has the qualification to face the first generation before his death.

"Ghost!" While he still had his senses, he shouted behind him. The "Killing Heart" state will cause him to lose his gentlemanly demeanor as a German nobleman, and he will be more inclined to attack without strategy in battle. This is almost the equivalent of "madness".

Even though it's a side effect of skills, there is no change in the job placement, so it doesn't really mean that you have lost your mind completely. But it is also closer to the Berserker position, which can be regarded as filling Menek's regret that they lack this position among them.

As for the assassins, who are also missing...... Look at a certain archer hiding and firing cold arrows, and the caster fighting with a dagger he's calling out at the moment.

Hearing the call, the ghost temporarily distanced himself from the battlefield and broke away from the battle, crouching down and chanting an ancient song. A green summoning array appeared beside him, and a tall coyote jumped out.

The ghost pointed in Menek's direction, and the coyote, who had been given the order, ran wildly in that direction.

Waving his flag to avoid Odin's charge, Menek grabbed the approaching giant wolf wolf and leaped forward, holding the flag far away from the other party.

"Very well, the conditions are equal now." His golden eyes revealed the sanity that he could maintain under the dominance of the "killing consciousness", and the skill of riding B's job allowed him to ride the giant wolf in his first battle without feeling a little constrained.

He held the flag aloft and waved it as a spear: "Now, it's my turn!" ”

It may be that the gentlemanly demeanor of the remnants of the Heroic Spirit that fused with him in the Spirit Base made him forget for a while, and he didn't seem to think much about what kind of wonderful chemistry the "Killing Heart" brought by the "Path of the Gods" would intersect with a certain hidden ability of the Heroic Spirit he possessed...... No, it's a magic reaction.

……

Under the still gloomy sky after the rain, a convoy ran wildly on the road. Inside the car, the commissioners who had been separated by the storm were reunited.

On the leading vehicle, instead of the team leader who was injured and hospitalized due to the Deadpool attack, the senior commissioner who was urgently transferred here turned on the walkie-talkie and said to the vehicle behind: "I just received a report from Norma that Professor Mance has flown here with important supplies, and it is expected to arrive in six hours. Until then, we need to make sure that the highway is isolated. At the toll booth, report your situation. ”

The walkie-talkie replied: "The heavy rain caused by the elemental turbulence here has not yet ended, but it is limited to a certain area, but the camera we set up in that area is not clear due to the impact of the heavy rain, and we have sent people over there, and there is no news yet." ”

"Understood, continue to be monitored." The team leader said this, and then asked, "Chu Zihang, can you still keep working?" ”

Although he probably understood why the temporary commissioner who had already experienced the battle and knew that he was already very tired was assigned to their team, with the attitude of being responsible for all the team members, he wanted to ensure that this temporary commissioner, who had just experienced the big war and was physically and mentally exhausted, would not have any impact on the subsequent tasks.

It's not that he was despised because he was a freshman, when they rushed to Shilan Middle School, which had been evacuated, Chu Zihang, who stayed behind, also took them to dispose of the corpse of Deadpool that they had killed when they were attacked before.

Before opening the lid of the sewer, the team leader, who had thought it was just one or two, saw the various twisted corpses of Deadpool in the sewer, and thought he understood why the upper authorities would ask him to follow them.

"No problem." An indifferent voice came over the intercom, making it hard to imagine that the owner of the voice was actually just an older boy who had only turned eighteen years old.

The team leader reminded: "Don't brace hard, if you are tired, you must say it, I will let you rest." ”

"Understood, I will." Putting down the walkie-talkie, having changed into a high school uniform found from the drama club, Chu Zihang leaned on the seat a little tiredly. Although he has not yet reached the point of strong support, his state at the moment cannot be said to be perfect.

On the side, Susie, who was also wearing a Shilan Middle School uniform and was a little more youthful, held the steering wheel and looked ahead and said, "There should be about fifteen minutes before you reach the highway intersection, you can take a break here now." ”

She should have gone to rest because she was not in a good state, but she was not worried about her current state Chu Zihang, and she still applied to act with the team. The team leader originally wanted to refuse when he saw that she was also in poor shape, but after she reported her status as an A-class bloodline and vice president of the Lionheart Association, he agreed to let her go along.

In the case where the B-level bloodline is already the main force and the S-level is still in the single digits, the A-level bloodline is already rare. Moreover, the Lionheart Club is also the cradle of the Executive Department, and the members of the Lionheart Club, even if they are still temporary commissioners who belong to the current students, are still very recognized by the official commissioners.

"Hmm." Nodding his head in response to Susie, Chu Zihang closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

He understands very well, Mr. Schneider...... Or what the vice principal transferred him for. Whoever has been in the Nibelungen, it is easy to get there again. This is the conclusion reached by the vice principal, and Lu Mingfei's loss of contact again seems to confirm this.

The reason why I say this seems is because even if he doesn't count his experience after entering Kassel, he spent more time searching that place on that highway than all the commissioners present, even Lu Mingfei. No matter the spring and autumn, cold or hot, wind or rain, he will not miss the opportunity to enter and search there. But...... Even then, he got nothing.

But today is different, the Maybach, which was supposed to be parked in the traffic police brigade and has been unclaimed and scrapped, appeared in front of him again in good condition. It's like being a ghost for a tiger, to help the existence that should be said to be their enemy.

Just now, he used his father's connections in the traffic police force to ask, and the Maybach was stolen while he was studying abroad. Although they have filed a case, they are not very concerned about Maybach, which has been completely scrapped and has little value in dismantling and selling parts.

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