At this time, Zhou Zhongmou's body, in fact, was almost exhausted, although the fighting spirit was still raging under the fuel of anger, but the characteristics of earthlings are scientific - this guy is different from people from other worlds, his fighting spirit depends on muscles to exert his reason, and the psychology of remorse and pain still occupies his heart, and of course, there is also the uncontrollable anger.

In the process of slashing and slashing, Zhou Zhongmou's mutation had begun slowly but unstoppably - due to the magic offensive and defensive battles, the bloodline weapons urged by the Count Petrovodsk on the ground, and the crazy atmosphere of war, the concentration of magic power in the sky above the city changed abnormally. The increasing concentration of mana seeped into the crazy emotions of killing and war below, and this qiē provided fuel for Zhou Zhongmou's mutation.

The silver warriors who fought against him were already amazed by the strength of the tall warrior in front of him, although this warrior could barely stimulate the long-range or medium-range attacks of the fighting spirit, but the power felt by the simple weapon was already extraordinary, almost every time they took a sword from this guy, they had to burst out of their fighting energy to block it, so as not to let the sword in their hands fly out of their hands - and if it weren't for the refined magic swords they were holding in their hands, it was estimated that they would have been cut off directly.

"Alright, you stand down, I'll come. A voice rang out behind these silver warriors. New strength suddenly surged into these warriors, but instead of continuing to fight, they looked reverently away from the front. A young figure walked past them unhurriedly, and it happened that it was the tall strong man in front of him who was turning around and slashing down the rout. After piling up a low wall of corpses on the ground, he turned back and slashed with a sword, which was accompanied by a terrible wind, and even seemed to be about to cut through the space, and the blow was very lightly blocked by a quaint-looking one-handed knight's sword.

Zhou Zhongmou didn't have any extra reason now, since the slash was blocked, then he raised his foot and kicked out, and the opponent slashed down with a one-handed sword, but Zhou Zhongmou's sharpness like a beast immediately withdrew his foot, and the direct return was a thrust, followed by a series of smooth knight heavy sword skills. Now Zhou Zhongmou unconsciously used the sword technique of the two-handed sword sword from the nightmare, but the magic sword decapitator in his hand was far from the big sword held by the nightmare in the game in terms of size, length and weight. It's just that Zhou Zhongmou's outstanding martial arts wisdom makes up for these shortcomings. On the contrary, due to the lighter nature of the sword, it is more dangerous and faster than the original.

Count Tyr felt that there was really an unexpected surprise today, although the opponent in front of him was not a gold-level opponent in terms of absolute strength. But in terms of swordsmanship, he is still above Dragunov. "Look at this guy's skills. The military sword skill is at least level ten. And the swordsmanship he is using now is definitely above level five" Count Tyr found that when he was fighting with the opponent in front of him, the proficiency of his military sword skills, which had not moved for a long time, began to gradually increase by one thousandth.

For a moment, Count Tyr really wanted to continue training like this, knowing how difficult it was for him to increase his military sword proficiency that was already level nine. And now the opponent's sword skills in front of him seem to be above him, which can be used to increase his current proficiency is almost the proficiency of all the swordsmanship that he knows is increasing, which is enough to show how powerful the opponent in front of him is-"It's a pity that this person seems to be not enough anymore" Tyr could feel the opponent's exhaustion.

Zhou Zhongmou's current appearance has begun to change, the black bristles on his body are constantly growing, and his face is also changing, his mouth and nose are gradually lengthening, and the red light in his eyes is gradually changing to orange color. Of course, the Earl of Tyre, who was fighting with him on the other side, also saw this, and said a very soft word in his mouth: "Beasts? ”

In fact, Zhou Zhongmou was now almost unsustainable, the enemy in front of him was very strong, very strong, and his current reason was not enough for him to know that if the opponent in front of him really broke out seriously, he could directly crush him with his strength in a few moves. Now he had to deal not only with the strong enemy in front of him, but also with the reflexive slaughter of the frenzied rout behind him as they slashed or rushed at him after climbing over the low walls of the corpses - although the number of these routs was no longer many, the army of Count Petrovodsk who was following the rout was already approaching step by step.

The magic sword has begun to scream now, and the magic sword in the opponent's hand in front of Zhou Zhongmou is not ordinary, it is enough to be called a holy sword. The magic sword in Zhou Zhongmou's hand has already appeared one by one on the blade, but Zhou Zhongmou is now in a state of rage and loss of reason, and now he is changing, and the mixture of pain and itching makes this guy even more crazy.

So he didn't notice that the sword in his hand was almost unsupportable.

The magic sword let out a final scream, and then broke into three pieces from the hilt. Zhou Zhongmou, who suddenly had a light hand in his hand, suddenly lost his balance and fell down directly. But his strong body balance allowed him to quickly adjust his center of gravity, and when he was able to hold up and jump, he was able to avoid a slash from the strong enemy in front of him, but it only left a long wound on his arm.

Now, Zhou Zhongmou has no weapons in his hands, and the strong enemy in front of him and the miscellaneous fish behind him are pressing forward step by step, and they are about to return to their positions. At this time, the mutation in his body also reached a climax, the itch from the bone marrow and the empty anger in his heart alternately devoured his body and mind, and suddenly Zhou Zhongmou, who had regained his senses, suddenly fell from the scorching hell of anger to the cold abyss. "Am I going to die? I am really unwilling! I am not reconciled! These hateful medieval nobles! This damn blood aristocracy! I will be your enemy after all!" Now Zhou Zhongmou only simply understood his feelings for that family of people from the other world, and he wanted to help them get justice! The cause and effect of such a tragedy in the city Zhou Zhongmou has now seen it clearly, and it is impossible to say that this cause and effect will be borne by the besieging Tyre and the Southern Party behind him, the Count Petrovodsk who ordered the arson, and the group of nobles in the north.

Because he was swallowed by his own mutations, Zhou Zhongmou lost control of his body, and only the hollowness and endless regret in his heart echoed. He fell to the ground, and the miscellaneous soldiers behind him had already stepped on him, and were being easily slashed by the strong enemy in front of him. And Count Tyre also took a step back, he needed to completely expose Count Petrovodsk's troops before striking at them, as for these routs in front of him, he was very confident that the crossed sword qi could be solved all at once. "It's a pity that such outstanding swordsmanship" He looked at the man who had fallen to the ground and was trampled on, he didn't make up for it at that time, because there seemed to be something wrong with this man's beast transformation, and a lot of hot blood kept pouring out from the various wounds and seven orifices on his body, and it looked like he couldn't survive.

But the mutation was still going on, and the bristles on Zhou Zhongmou's body were growing rapidly, soon covering his whole body, and his face was changing all the time. The nose and mouth are joined together, the protruding muzzle becomes wider, the ears look like cow's ears, and large curved black horns begin to grow on the forehead. Zhou Zhongmou's legs also began to change, the joints began to twist, and the appearance of his feet also changed. But this qiē was overwhelmed by the miscellaneous soldiers slashed by the cross-sword qi that followed, and no one saw his next change (to be continued......