It was as if all the air around it had been emptied for a moment.

And after everyone has trouble breathing, those who are controlled to accumulate strength and flow of air blades. Instant explosion!

"Snort!"

For a split second, no one could see how many invisible air blades had slashed through.

It was only in the direction in front of Lan En that the mountain fire there seemed to have been suddenly blown by a blower, and after the fire was in full bloom, it subsided again!

And what about the person who stands in front of Lane?

"Crackle."

Fragments of flesh detach from the whole body and fall to the ground, as well as fragments of armor and fragments of magical chains on the left hand.

The two-story human wall in front of Lan En is like a building block that has failed to be spliced, and it is like a sculpture washed out on the beach.

With Lanen as the center, the front is close to one hundred and eighty degrees, and the radius is five or six meters in a semicircle.

Everyone in this large area was smashed in an instant!

Only in the most marginal positions, the heavily blocked air blades could not cut through the steel, but could only rush through the cracks in the armor into the human body, and then kill people with a sudden imbalance in the air pressure in the body.

This semicircle is close to ninety square meters in size, and because it is a place to take care of the warlock's rest, coupled with Duckley's previous reminder, it is full of Nilfgaard's defense forces.

It is estimated that there are at least fifty people.

And that's a moment's work, including a warlock resting from the effects of the Golden Bomb. Fifty people are destroyed!

The noisy battlefield, which was originally due to Lan En's sudden increase, fell into a dead silence after this moment.

All of the people who were rushing, winding, and drawing their bows unconsciously stopped moving, swallowing their saliva and moistening their dry throats, staring blankly at the semicircle that was suddenly covered with shards of flesh and steel.

And the giant in the center of the semicircle!

"You just wanted to provoke me, make me anxious, distract me, and make me anxious to save people, right?"

After killing the Warlock, it is equivalent to having no means to extinguish the fire, no portals, no magic protection, and no magic attacks.

So at this moment, Lan En relaxed slightly.

His face was no longer as emotional, anxious and angry as it had been before. Not anymore.

Just calm.

"But how can I save people, gentlemen of Nilfgaard?"

"Haxel was ready to die. I didn't come here expecting to save him or Stewart. So."

"I'm here to kill, not to save, gentlemen."

"I'm sober, from beginning to end."

Lan shook the chain that was still wrapped around his left hand, making a 'bang, bang, bang'.

It's really strange, obviously the wildfire is still spreading, and there are thousands of people gathered here, but everyone thinks that the sound of the chain shaking is simply ringing in their heads!

At this voice, Lan En wrapped the chain around his right hand, round and round.

Then, he placed the sword of the Lake Maiden on his waist and did not move.

The backhand came from the alchemy leather bag on the back waist, and in everyone's eyes unconsciously widened a lot. Draw the [Turbidity] greatsword!

The not-sharp blade rubbed against the mouth of the leather bag, and the chain on his right hand was wrapped around the hilt of the sword with white linen cloth to resist slipping.

The once huge, heavy, and swarthy greatsword, under his current size, did not seem to have the impact it had at the beginning because it did not have the size of the god-made armament.

But that's in his own eyes!

And in the eyes of these mortals around Nilfgaard. It's still the same sword that looks like a rough piece of iron!

Unconscious. Halfway through the charge, Duckley, who had already run to the pile of soldiers, his fingers trembling slightly under his armor.

"The fine work is done."

Lan En turned to face the more than 3,000 Nilfgaard soldiers in the col under the fire, and gently patted the sword of the Lake Maiden on his waist.

"Now, I can finally 'say hello' to you according to my mood."

"Hackso, you've chosen a good place!"

In the dead silence, there was a faint burst of laughter on the platform where Adar was.

"Huh. Ha ha! ”

In the midst of that laughter, Adar wanted to give another stroke, but looking at the giant standing in the center of the flesh in the distance, he inexplicably just kicked the laughing Haxor, causing him to fall crookedly.

"Kill him" At first, Adar's voice was still small. But immediately, he roared like a madman: "Kill him! Kill the Witcher! ”

"That's right! Come and kill me! The Witcher spread his arms and walked towards the Nelfgaard who had been crushed by the black. Otherwise, I'll kill you!" ”

So the soldiers of Nilfgaard first retreated, then looked at each other in disbelief, and then looked around at the wildfires that were burning more and more fiercely

"Up! Above! Above! ”

"Chains! Is there still that kind of chain just now?! ”

Maybe it's the persecution of the wildfires, or maybe it's the habitual thinking that 'he's only one person' is at work.

In short, the Nilfgaards, who are unparalleled in the world, began to charge towards a demon hunter!

First of all, the cavalrymen of the cavalry squad of Nausicaa.

Cavalry, in an era when it was still useful, was always the most outstanding group of warriors.

When the five hundred Nausicaa cavalry squad charged, it was almost equivalent to a sea of people standing in front of them!

But even if it's overwhelming, there are always reefs that won't be crushed in the process.

"Woo~"

Huge pieces of iron moved through the air, making a sound that was almost a low whistling!

The Usika cavalry squad was worthy of the strength of Nilfgaard, and they diverted themselves in a slightly chaotic formation, without slowing down or stampede by their own infantry.

And after breaking away from the chaotic formation, it quickly merged into a heavy iron cavalry in a sharp formation.

The enemy is only one, so the regular cavalry pushes flat and wastes strength.

A line is rolled over, and it is sure that each of the knights who come up one after another will have a chance to exert their strength.

The commander of the cavalry squad thought so.

This idea could not have been wrong.

After all, cavalry is such a powerful force that even a dragon would not dare to face a charging cavalry!

Theoretically, it is.

"Boom !!"

The black, heavy blade of the sword collided with the thick armor of the horse as it swung it. The clatter of metal, the tearing of horses' armor, the muffled sound of swords smashing into flesh

All the sounds mingled together and burst out in an instant, turning into a loud bang like a church bell being struck!

It's too fast.

In Lan En's hands now, his muscles and muscles make this sword as fast as a one-handed sword!

The cavalry commander of Nilfgaard led the charge, but all he could see was half of his mount and his two calves flying after his eyes went dark.

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