The battlefield presented a chaotic landscape, littered with scattered limbs and broken entrails. Everywhere, in the body that let out an unwilling wail, a large area of bright red was shot out by the attack of the blade.

Ronald's eyes were cold, and the enchanted sword shone with a blue glow. With a single sword, he slashed a cavalryman and horse that had recklessly charged in front of him into two pieces.

"Are you ready, Kerry?"

The mage didn't speak, but stretched out his wand to the infantry phalanx that was rushing behind the Turings.

Boom!

A black corrosive air mass shot out, spreading rapidly among the enemy troops, bursting into a black aerosol with a radius of five meters, provoking a miserable wail. At the same time, two crimson rays of light emitted from the staff, and two thick bushes of thorn whips were released at the fence to assist the spearmen in their defenses.

Smack, a cavalryman couldn't dodge, and he bore the brunt of being pulled off his horse by the whip of thorns.

The hapless creature hung upside down in the air with thick thorns wrapped tightly around his ankles. Bloody toothed sharp thorns writhed like a serpent, and immediately wrapped around it.

With a snap, the cavalry was crushed by the crimson thorns that were constantly winding up, and finally turned into a pool of fishy blood and splashed around the battlefield, provoking a frightened cry from the enemy!

This is what the two of them have already discussed, trying to use those terrifying-looking spells to create fear in the hearts of the enemy.

"Stay safe!"

Seeing the Whip of Thorns summoned, Ronald let out a low roar and bravely charged at the enemy group with his sword.

He leaped with all his might, fixing his gaze on a Turing cavalryman. The moment the two sides passed by, the sharp blue blade crossed in the air and quickly swept over the heads of the cavalry on both sides.

In the next moment, the two heads, who were still with surprised expressions, flew into the air with soaring blood pillars, and then fell down heavily.

Syllable!

He took advantage of the situation and leaped again, attacking the next enemy.

A blue half-moon flashed, and the light armor of the cavalry locked by Ronald was cut off, and a deep crimson swept away from his chest!

Lieutenant Crewe, who was fighting bloodily, discovered this scene, he didn't expect this black-haired young man to be so powerful! That cold and merciless look gave him a feeling that was even more terrifying than the death mist inspired by the mage!

"Ahh

"No, my face!"

The sudden wail of the enemy infantry drew Officer Crewe's thoughts back, and he shouted, "Form a circle and protect the mage!"

The overflowing blood flowed freely, and soon the streets at the entrance of the town were dyed red, and a faint fishy smell began to permeate.

Seeing a friendly soldier forced to retreat, Ronald took a deep breath and jumped out to block the fatal blow of the cavalry gun for the garrison whose legs were trembling.

Without waiting for the Turing cavalry to react, Ronald flipped the hilt of his sword and sliced his throat with ease with a sword counterattack with his skillful sword.

The cavalryman only felt a tingling chill in his neck. Before he could make a dying counterattack, several subsequent blades of the spear stabbed in the back of the heart, and stabbed out of the front heart! He stared at Ronald with resentment, but in the end he slowly collapsed to the ground, completely dead.

The warhorse, which had lost its master's control, paced back and forth in a daze. It wasn't until the war horse's eyes saw dozens of crooked, rotten creatures stabbing indiscriminately that they raised their heads in horror and neighed and ran towards the forest in despair.

Completely unaware of the resentment of the spirits before they died, Ronald turned his gaze to the approaching Turing infantry squad with a cold look.

He bowed down, like a black panther rushing left and right on the battlefield! He had reached the limit state of human beings, and he did not care about the attacks around him. In his eyes, those were just weapons that children were playing with, and they couldn't even play with them!

Come on.

Ronald's eyes were cold, and a crystal blue condensed on the edge of his sword. Not long after running, he suddenly made a big jump, jumping a full five meters high!

The Turing people who were dodging the attacks of those zombie spearmen were stunned!

In their eyes, Ronald was as if the majestic gods had descended from the earth! With a fearful gaze, they retreated again and again, trying to avoid the punishment of the gods!

Bang!

The ground was shaken by Ronald's jump, and a crack in a spider web!

And that's not all!

Before those soldiers could wake up, the blue light suddenly dispersed and turned into an entity, forming a ruthless frozen ring that spread out in all directions!

Under the ruthless harvest of the Ice Demon Ring, there was no living mouth within a radius of twenty meters! In an instant, Ronald easily eliminated nearly 100 people!

Ronald got up slowly, his aqua blue pupils full of indifference. He didn't attack again, just stood motionless with his sword in hand, staring at the stumps and broken bones all over the ground, as well as the Turing soldiers who had begun to disintegrate.

If you still can't avoid it, let's fight!

Ronald frowned coldly at the Turing people, but in his heart, there was a wave of sadness.

I'm tired of fighting, but I'm still witnessing deceit, I'm tired of fighting, but I'm still dying. Even if you choose to sleep, you are still awakened again......

If this is my life, then I, Ronald, swear by my real name, Samael, that even if I kill the omnipotent god, I will tear this thread of destiny!

Ronald, who has been hesitating and hesitating for almost half a month since he woke up, finally made up his mind.

My sword has always been there for Lucifer to fight...... So, this time let's fight for yourself and for protection......

The thought flowed, and a cold killing intent on Ronald's body burst out in an instant, scaring several Turing people who tried to sneak attack into sitting on the blood bubbling on the ground, not daring to move!

A Turing soldier puffed out his eyes and stared at the bright red in his palm: "Ahh

The creepy scream, unimaginable, pierced from the soldier's thick voice! He struggled, got up like a lost dog, and ran for his life!

With the first, there is naturally a second.

Led by that soldier, a small number of Turing soldiers had given up the idea of besieging them, and they hurriedly turned around and fled to Turing's side.

A cold sweat oozed from Earl White's back, and he shook his face full of fat, trying his best to restrain the formation of the troops: "Steady, steady! There is only one magic swordsman!"

After discovering the existence of high-level demon swordsmen in the enemy formation, Hoffman, who was watching the formation in the rear, widened his eyes in surprise, he originally thought that these high-level powerhouses should be stationed in the castle. But after only a brief distraction, Hoffman was the first to wake up, he looked at the zombie soldiers who had been corrupted and transformed in the black mist, and the black-haired youth who was wantonly killing, and the nameless anger in his heart suddenly surged!

It's the mage!

Hoffman turned his head abruptly and stared at Father Maxinu: "Dear Father, can you calmly watch the evil dark magic? bear to watch the people of the Most High God corrupted by evil? bear to watch them fall into fear of darkness?"

Maximin, who had not yet recovered, frowned, although he understood that this was Hoffman's agitation method, and he also knew Hoffman's true intentions.

But he had no choice, Hoffman's words pierced his heart, and he really couldn't bear to watch those innocent soldiers fall into the dark abyss. In his eyes, those ugly zombies are all existences that must be purified.

"Be careful!"

Earl White's exclamation reached Maximinu's ears.

He didn't dodge, but held his scepter and faced the tributary proudly. At the same time, the shadow of the dark cyan spotted leopard on the priest's body flashed and poured into his body!

The tributary arrow was easily blocked by the priest, and his gaze was fixed on the black-haired young man with a sword in the center of the already somewhat chaotic phalanx of soldiers.

In a world of martial arts, only a battle against a strong can alleviate the morale of the army that has been disrupted!

I let you go that time...... Not this time!

Maxim held up the scepter: "May the blessing of the Most High God bless the innocent lambs!

A golden bear figure flashed on the scepter, and after he blessed himself with a brute bear power, he rode his horse and broke into the group of zombie soldiers!

The target is Ronald!

Sensing the boiling battle intent coming from the war herd, Ronald just clenched the enchanted sword and stood proudly with a scorching battle intent. With that determination, he naturally has the confidence to fight alone!

Come, seal your blood with my sword!

Facing Father Maximin, who was galloping towards him, Ronald's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still didn't move, and after estimating the distance between them, he quickly slashed the blue weapon in his hand!

When! The scepter took advantage of the momentum of the war horse and smashed straight into the upward slashing magic sword! A strong wind pressure blew each other's hair fluttering!

At this time, time seemed to freeze, tightly binding the bodies of the two strong men. But Maximinu felt a chill on his body, and the tiger's mouth seemed to be about to crack.

How so?

He was on a war horse, his face full of disbelief.

However, time is fleeting.

In the next moment, Ronald was the first to break free from the static restraints! The azure crystal light that flashed from the surface of the enchanted steel sword flashed countless light and shadow tracks, and it immediately completely enveloped the war herd who came to meet him!

"Slashing the Wind" is not just a simple title for a level, but a real affirmation of the speed and strength of the sword. Even the wind can't match Ronald's sword speed at this moment!

Under Ronald's swift running figure, Maximinu found himself powerless! In desperation, he could only choose to hold on, trying to pull the reins, trying to keep up with Ronald's pace.

However, in less than three seconds, he caught a glimpse of a blue blade slashing mercilessly into his chest.

Maxim wanted to dodge, but found that his body was not controlled at all, or that his nerve conduction could not guide him to dodge in time......

Am I done...... Bishop Steve...... How did this guy suddenly become so strong...... It's even more ...... than the Iron Chopping Rank

With a look of surprise on his face, he fell heavily from his horse.

After discovering that Father Maximu had fallen from his horse, Hoffman, who had long been vengeful and secretly waiting for his time, took out a crossbow and tried to launch a sneak attack. But his eyes could not catch the figure that kept running. He grunted his throat with difficulty, glanced at White, who was also trembling, and took the arrow, but did not dare to shoot it rashly.

White suddenly shouted, "Don't be stunned, run, Hoffman!" After saying that, he didn't look at the battlefield, turned his horse and galloped frantically in the direction of Turing.

Hoffman couldn't help but be stunned.

It wasn't until he saw the embarrassed posture of his subordinate soldiers who threw away their armor that he realized that his side was actually defeated, and it was a big defeat, a complete rout?

Hoffman, who finally found out about this, immediately dispelled the mood of avenging his son. If the son is gone, he can be reborn, and when he dies, he will not get anything. With this thought in mind, he also hurriedly turned his horse, followed White's direction and began to run frantically for his life.

"Drive, drive!"

On the other side of the battlefield.

Seeing Ronald so powerful, Crewe, who was fighting bloodily, was also stunned, but as a soldier's instinct, he burst out in time to roar: "The priest of the Turing dog is dead!

The soldiers, whose morale had already begun to rise, became even more courageous! They clenched their weapons and pursued the scattered Turings!

"Kill! they're all gone!"

Even the mage's zombie soldiers didn't have time to do much, and the battlefield immediately became one-sided. The Falkens, who were originally weak, became brave and invincible under Ronald's powerful group killing attacks. And those menacing Turings have already lost their military spirit and began to flee for their lives.

On the battlefield, the cross flag, which symbolizes divine power, the battle flag of the bird of paradise, the tulip flag, which symbolizes the West family, and the magnolia flag, which symbolizes the White family, have fallen. They were scattered in the dirty mud, trampled by the fleeing soldiers, trampled by the pursuing soldiers, covered in blood and mud, and turned into tattered rags and sunk deep in the mud.

And these changes were only a short moment when Ronald made the decision to fight! In just that moment, the battle of 300 men against 1,000 men evolved into the pursuit of 300 men against 700 men!

Captain Crewe's long sword pointed straight at the sky: "Charge the whole army!"

"Ulla!"

The Falken people burst out like thunder.

The mage was not involved in the pursuit of the rout, and he hid beside the summon, the Whip of Thorns. But his eyes were locked on Ronald who was rushing all the way to the tulip flag. He understood that it was on behalf of the West family, and Ronald rushed forward alone, naturally to kill the villain who hanged Marilyn's mother.

All he saw was that Ronald's shadow was so fast that he could barely see it, and then the figure of a nobleman suddenly fell from his horse to the ground. Ronald, on the other hand, no longer pursued, but walked quickly to his side with the ice sword, his pace was slow but unusually firm.

In the chaos of the battlefield, Ronald is so conspicuous that it is like a dazzling starlight that Christine can't take his eyes off.

Luo, you kid must be hiding something......

The mage's eyes narrowed.