With a thunderbolt blow, the small body waved two two-handed giant swords and shook down the two minotaur warriors who rushed over. The small room was instantly filled with people, and the rest of the human warriors who rushed into the room saw for the first time how a crazy Bourkeso warrior was bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty in just thirty seconds, and finally used his strength in a narrow space to kill the Minotaur who was known for his bravery alone. At this moment, humanity is witnessing an incredible scene.

A petite boy with blond hair and blue eyes, with a delicate face stained with blood but in an extremely savage fighting posture, the scene of two two-handed giant swords dancing in his hands was not seen by those humans. But they saw an even more bloody and brutal scene: two two-handed greatswords stuck in the severed body of a minotaur warrior, and Cybertron was kneeling on the ground with another minotaur warrior beaten to its knees. shouted a few times, and cut off the opponent's bull head alive.

It's an extremely brutal and brutal murder scene, but it's a great way to deter enemies on the battlefield.

Cybertron is now in a state of shock.

His power was running away in an abnormal way, he could feel it. After only killing two enemies, he began to run out of breath. The two-handed giant sword also had a feeling, and it really wanted to carry two weapons, and it was usually free to wield two toothpicks.

That's why he made this decision to deter the enemy.

"Aha--Bourkeso, give me divine powers!-" Hurkesso, he threw the bull's head into the pile of guards who rushed in, a group of well-trained heavily armored foot knights. At this moment, they all dodged the huge bull head weighing dozens of catties, which let Cybertron know that his deterrence was slightly effective. So he continued to shout loudly: "Power and glory, blood and thunder!For the sake of the tribe, victory or death!-I am Cybertron?Hell's roar?Bourkeso, descendant of the Great Immortal King, who dares to fight me to the death?"

When we are stupid, one-on-one, a group of human minds say that they are not minotaurs, not to mention that the minotaurs have not walked in your hands for thirty seconds. Then we can only play the greatness of human beings: there is great power in numbers.

"There's only one on the other side!" a swordsman without a helmet shouted, waving his one-handed sword, "everyone on the side...... Ah!!h

Before the words were finished, the Cybertron men had already rushed in front of each other. In just one leap, he rushed through about five meters - and the strength was incredibly drastically reduced.

The main hand was strong, and the right hand hit with a backhand, and the two mercenaries who were blocking the door hurriedly used their weapons to block. only to find that his blade was smashed or bent alive, and then hit him hard. Then he slew two mercenaries who stood in his way, Cybertron...... It's time to run away.

But the power passed much faster than he thought.

“...... The enemy is gone!" A veteran mercenary looked at Cybertron's breath and slightly swaying body and knew about it: "Keep attacking!

"......?" "Where did Detective Kogoro come from? Why did you count the zero who had been sitting on the side?"

Cybertron claims to be "deserved", after all, it was indeed he who hacked the other party to death. But...... How did the prostitute named Zero get pulled into her chariot together?

In fact, [Zero] also thinks that things have become interesting, she doesn't care, even if it is a broken limb, even if there is not even a piece of minced meat left. She will also appear out of thin air again, the ultimate forbidden resurrection magic worthy of a curse. Although Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Sect and Song Ancestors are all pursuing, but when they arrived in the other world, because there was a feasibility test report on immortality, people in the other world were hypocritical - thinking that immortality was a curse.

People from other worlds, it's really hypocritical.

It seems that this mercenary has a say in everyone, and even the mercenaries outside are gradually surrounding.

Zero snorted in her heart, pretending to be scared, but it was just her little hobby. Kill the enemy who is in sight of victory, and the expression of despair in that moment is interesting.

"It's none of her business!" Cybertron stepped out of the door and stepped back.

This time he's completely finished—to Zero's side, and Cybertron himself doesn't know why. At that moment, he just thought he should do it, and deep down he was even cursing why he would do such a brainless thing for the sake of a mere chicken girl.

But he did it anyway, whether or not the meta-soul was involved in the case, but it must have been produced subconsciously in the depths of his soul.

Even Zero looked at him as he came back with a kind of surprise, freak look. Cybertron didn't have any life-or-death conversations with Zero, and he didn't say anything else - Cybertron didn't think there was anything to say - just a knife in his hand, a knife in his hand.

But the whole brothel is considered to have fallen into blood mold. Prostitutes and prostitutes fled in fright, or hid or found a place they thought they were safe and would be their audience friends. Anyway, this paradise on earth is indeed big enough, even a berserk war wielding one's own weapon to fight - even the bottles and cans have been smashed a lot.

As the battle passed, Cybertron felt a terrible future - he was absolutely cursed!

I didn't notice it at first, but now it's too late. I knew that I didn't kill that guy so impulsively, why did I remember it now?

"Whoosh!-"

"Whoosh!-"

In the end, it was the long-range weapons that settled the battle - desperately trying to shoot his own people, and Cybertron was shot alive against the wall. The crossbow bolt with great piercing power pinned Cybertron to the wall, and this is not the main thing. Although he shot through his right shoulder, he broke it with his perseverance, but at that moment, a mercenary had already come up and hammered on the back of Cybertron's head, and the blood flowed but there was no imaginary brain.

Well, after losing more than thirty mercenaries, Cybertron was captured alive.

...... Shame on Bourkeso.

-- The Murder of a Blonde Teenager --

When I woke up again, it was two hours later.

There are lynchings in every large family, that's for sure. But it's rare for such lynchings to be so complete, and I heard that Clermont Mitchlin intended to be the sheriff himself. I didn't expect Alice Phil to have a lot of money, so this set of lynchings is quite official - iron virgins, wooden wheels, and half a small water prison.

"Oh, wake up?"

From an ethereal voice, Cybertron looked up at it in a trance. But he couldn't see anything - his eyes were blindfolded.

"Hmph!" I don't know what is going on without looking, it seems that the other party is using strange magic, and the voice is mixed with some strange noises, making it impossible to tell who the sound is coming from. But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's nothing more than that you were caught by mistake.

His hands were now rigidly tied, and it seemed that he had taken himself by some kind of alchemical product, as he had taken advantage of himself as a man with broken chains with his empty hands. His limbs were tied in a large zigzag, and his head hung limply.

"Don't bother - our great gift for the people of Bourkeso. To be honest, I've never tortured a Bourkezo. I've tried the Minotaurs, I've tried the Leonmen, I've tried the Bears - honestly, they're all the best guys. How long can you stop?—" Although the voice was inaudible, he could tell from the tone that the other person was interested.

Metamorphosis.

"I have a way to make you comfortable, or else ......" the voice didn't matter, "Sue me who your accomplice is?" And then who? the prostitute? She has confessed, and it was all instructed by you—"

"That's right, it's me!" Cybertron straightened his neck, his body seemed to be completely occupied by the meta-soul at this moment. The temperament of the barbarian instantly occupies the peak. fearlessly shouted: "You have the ability to kill me, it has nothing to do with others!"

“...... That's a nice thing to say, but I'll be a little kinder to you if you answer what I want to know. Otherwise...... Did you know that there is a punishment? for example, this—"

As he spoke, Cybertron suddenly felt like he was pulling his torture instrument and began to stretch it up and down. There was no tendency for his strength to regain - he was stretched a few centimeters in an instant - and the feeling was really ...... It hurts through the heart.

But it doesn't matter, it's the body of a Bourkeso.

Keep your mouth shut and just snort.

"Oh...... It's really exciting to torture a beautiful boy like you, but it's no fun if you don't shout. The other party's voice was a little disappointed, and said, "Otherwise, let's change the way we play - how about I put a red-hot stake into your mouth and make you unable to speak for the rest of your life?"

"Phew!" Cybertron snorted disdainfully at this point with the barbarian's breath coming up completely...... Then, sticking out his tongue, he grew his mouth.

"Damn, so ruthless?" The other party seemed to be surprised, and then became a little annoyed: "Please, can you give some face too?" I've seen a lot of iron-blooded men over the years, but none of them are so faceless! Okay, it's still useful to keep your voice - then, let's try other ways to play - let's say ...... "

The arhats of fine steel cast in copper seem to be nothing more than that. When the last of his nails was peeled off, Cybertron's crushed teeth were released.

"Is that the end of it?—"

“...... Why don't you confess? We all save time. Alice Phil doesn't care, what about the prostitute called Zero, admit it, she's your accomplice. ”

"Get out, let her go, she's innocent. What can a prostitute do?-" Cybertron himself felt disgusting and slightly heroic when he said this. Then he was disgusted by himself, tilted his head, snorted and said, "I still have toenails, do you want to try them?"

“...... Well, you're qualified. ”

Cybertron's blindfold was lifted, and there was a blinding glow of sunlight. What he saw...... It's an acquaintance. I'm sure everyone has guessed it.

Miss Cavalry under our dragon's back - Zero.