Xie Yutan's beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen, the nine tails behind him were trembling, and the soft and cute ears on his head were erected high.

Looking at the huge blood stick that was more than 300 meters long, I felt a little difficult to speak for a while.

She had faced the skills of those monsters when the hotel was attacked before, but at that time, the blood stick in the sky was even less than half the size of what it is now, but it was already able to block her full force.

And now, the power of this blood stick is even more surging, as if it can wipe out the creatures in front of them in an instant.

But why didn't any of the women beside her show a panicked look?

Instead, they all looked at the bloody stick calmly, looking light-hearted.

Perhaps it was because of their indifference that Xie Yutan's heart was slightly raised, and there was no original nervousness.

Her gaze fell on the young man in the front, and she saw the young man in black and red armor, with a swing of the giant axe in his hand, and red and blue light rose from her side.

She was shocked to find that the power of cold and fiery heat was rising at her side, rushing into the sky at a frantic speed!

The two completely different forces intertwined and continued to converge, and finally, a dark golden dragon with a length of five hundred meters was formed in the sky.

Compared to the huge dark gold dragon, the previous blood stick was simply a peanut.

How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?

The ogre general's eyes changed from confidence to nervousness to fear.

It's like a mood changer.

Two ugly heads were full of shock.

The battle axe in the young man's hand fell violently, destroying the withering and decaying, and all the ogre soldiers were crushed by the dark golden dragon.

"No need for a captive, don't let one go."

The young man's indifferent voice sounded, and the women behind him suddenly stretched their pretty faces, and one by one they took up their magic weapons with serious faces, and swept towards the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people in the ogre tribe.

Mr. Mo's words are very clear.

To sum it up in three words, it is - all have to die!

A sword slashed down a female ogre who tried to escape with the child, Zhao Anruo stepped forward expressionlessly, stabbed through the chest of the ogre cub, the scorching flames swept through, and the two corpses exuded the smell of roasted meat.

Xie Yutan also joined the battle, saying that it was a battle, but in fact it was just a one-sided slaughter.

The girls who turned into evil dragons flapped their dragon wings, shook their tails, and stretched out their magical swords that emitted high temperatures, quickly and furiously slashing one ogre after another who tried to escape.

She watched a monster trying to pretend to be dead and hide from the world and the sea was stepped on by a woman with long silver-white hair to step out of a bloody hole, and then at the moment when the monster couldn't help but wail, an ice-blue cold light swept by, and an ugly head naturally rolled to the side.

A quarter of an hour later.

There is not a single ogre in the huge ogre camp.

Mo Xiaofeng's ears also heard the whispers of the system.

"Side Quest": Exterminate the Rare Race, completed.

"Mission Reward": A random rare talisman.

"Systematic Evaluation": If you are not of my race, your heart will be different, and you will do everything to eliminate evil and protect your race.

"Clean up the battlefield."

Although the ogre leader and several generals are two-headed ogres, in essence, this tribe is still composed of more than five hundred rare and first-class ogres, so the rewards are still calculated according to the rarity level, and Mo Xiaofeng can also accept it.

Griffith turned his eyes sideways and saw that there seemed to be a flame shining in his master's black and white eyes, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a reflection of the raging fire.

The battle just now made her realize the huge gap between the legions and the legions.

In terms of numbers, the ogre legion had five hundred and fifty people, more than twenty times their number.

As a result, their military souls didn't even hold up for a second in front of the Purgatory Dragon Soul Army.

This is the result of the other party's all-out efforts.

And the master just casually waved the tomahawk and let the military soul fall simply and rudely.

The power of terror.

Not only Griffith, Mo Xiaofeng was also thinking about what he had gained from the encounter just now, he thought about it carefully, maybe in the entire Mo Village now, only Jiang Yingxue had the ability to block the attack of the Purgatory Dragon Soul Army by himself.

And others, it is simply impossible to gain a foothold in front of the formidable forces of the corps.

Mo Xiaofeng calmly stared at the firelight in front of him, guessing whether there would also be a powerful legion force among the other native or descending forces.

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"Mr. Mo, they have settled the battle, and they should be back in a while."

There was a faint smile on Wan Nianxin's face, and she couldn't tell that her stomach was still tumbling just now.

Mu Wan sat on the terrace not far away, her two slender and slender legs swaying slightly, and when she heard Wan Nianxin's words, she turned her eyes back, and her eyes were shining.

"Is that policewoman Mr. Mo met pretty?"

Wan Nianxin seemed to have a drop of cold sweat on her forehead, and she had reservations about Mu Wanyou's concerns in her heart, but she still answered her question.

"It's still pretty good, if it is according to the standards of our school, it should also be an S grade."

Hearing this evaluation, Ye Tingnan, who had been quiet, raised his eyes slightly.

Yu Muqing showed a subtle smile, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yingxue beside her.

It's a pity that the latter's pretty face is always cold, and he can't see the slightest fluctuation.

"Did Mr. Mo say anything to her?"

Mu Wanyou: How did that group of monsters die, did that group of survivors survive, and how strong is the Purgatory Dragon Soul Army...... Mao's interest is not there.

She still pays more attention to Mr. Mo's heroic rescue of beauty.

Wan Nianxin thought about it carefully, reviewed Mr. Mo's performance from beginning to end, and didn't know what to say for a while.

But after thinking about it, she still decided to tell the truth.

"Mr. Mo seems to have only said one word to her."

"What?"

Mu Wanyou couldn't wait to ask.

But the expression on Wan Nianxin's face became more and more strange.

"At that time, Mr. Mo poured the blood medicine you gave him on the policewoman's body, and then asked-can you move?"

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“……”

“……”

Mu Wanyou, Ye Tingnan, and Yu Muqing, the expressions on their faces froze.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Yingxue who couldn't help but laugh.

Then I found that everyone's eyes looked at it, and I couldn't help covering the corners of my mouth.

Mu Wanyou held her forehead with one hand, and the green silk like a waterfall fluttered gently under the evening breeze.

There were only two thoughts in the girl's mind at this time.

Is this the calmness of a married man?

What kind of strange woman is Mr. Mo's wife?

The girl is smart and observant, and when she saw Mr. Mo on the first day, she noticed his wedding ring, and neither Miss Jiang nor Miss Yu wore wedding rings on their hands, which means that they are not Mr. Mo's wives.

Maybe his lady didn't come to that world with him, or maybe his lady came to this world too, but the two hadn't met yet.

Mu Wanyou can clearly judge that Mr. Mo's coldness emanating from his bones is not congenital, it must be affected by acquired reasons, it is not cold arrogance, nor coldness, but a temperament mixed with coldness and indifference.

This kind of temperament, in fact, there is one person among the girls around him, but it is not as exaggerated as Mr. Mo.

Mu Wanyou has always felt that Mr. Mo is a very capable person, yes, even she, a talented girl who is admired by most girls, also thinks that Mr. Mo is a very capable person.

But because of this, Mu Wanyou felt that the situation that could affect Mr. Mo must be very bad.

There was a vague guess in the girl's mind, but it had not yet been confirmed.

She didn't plan to take the initiative to ask Mr. Mo for the time being, but she planned to learn something from Miss Jiang.

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Under the same starry sky, the East Shore Garden, the gathering place of the Gnoll tribe, and the battle between the defense zone and the Gnoll still continues.

It's just that in a place that the defense zone didn't notice, a group of gnolls were gathering in front of a clearing behind the gathering place, holding a special ceremony.

They brought all the captive human women here, each with a chain around her neck, and was not allowed to walk on her feet, but on all fours like wolves.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least more than 600 such women, some of whom are young, and some of whom still have charm.

Before the apocalypse, they were the residents of this place, and after the apocalypse, they still live here, but the male owner of the house has changed from their husband, father, and boyfriend to a fierce gnoll.

The women were gathered in one place, all with hollow eyes and ragged clothes.

On the other side, there is a group of children.

The youngest was five or six years old, and the oldest was thirteen or fourteen years old, all of whom were boys.

Because the girls have been assigned to the women's captives by the jackals.

The gnolls brought the children to the center of the ceremony, and then walked off one by one.

A black-robed gnoll stood in the middle of all the gnolls, raising a staff.

The next moment, its face was solemn, and it recited the obscure blood sacrifice prayer.

"Come out, evil beings from the abyss, I would like to pray for your attention with the sacrifice in front of me......"

The black-robed gnoll whispered, and in the next second, it pointed its staff at the group of children.

Soon, a huge blood-red circle appeared at the children's feet.

Streams of blood-colored energy rose wildly, and the children couldn't help but cry out in pain!

But soon, they couldn't call it out.

A mother watched in amazement as her child turned into a blood mist in the air, and with a bang, disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, she couldn't make a sound.

For more than a week, she had dried her tears and had lost her soul.

Now she is nothing more than a walking dead with a dead heart.

Maternal love?

Survival?

That kind of thing has long been worn out by the gnolls.

The women stared blankly at everything in front of them.

Some people also think about their own ending.

And some have become numb.

In the expectant sight of the jackals, in the broken sight of the women, a huge monster more than ten meters high appeared.

It had a bloated body, inky black, and numerous tentacles the size of a wrist.

The tentacles swayed in mid-air, emitting a pungent smell.

However, the women who smelled these smells had some different emotions in their originally godless eyes.

A visible crimson appeared on his pale face, and his body couldn't help but slump to the ground, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded one after another.

The women looked at the figure summoned by the jackals in a daze, the peaks rose and fell, their red lips slightly opened, and their pink tongues spit out......

And at this time, the summoned figure also saw them.

A humanized smile appeared in the evil eyes, and then, one by one, tentacles quickly stretched out, reaching out to all the women like a fish in water......

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