The army outside the city of Faypott did have one hundred and fifty men, and from a distance, there were guard towers, training grounds, and no wooden walls in the improvised wooden barracks surrounded by more than twenty tents.

At this time, it was the evening meal, and with Wayne's eyesight, he could clearly see that the smoke from the cooking of the soldiers when they were cooking was rising in the center of the barracks, apparently replenishing their strength in advance for the evening action.

But these guys don't know that before they can pick up the butcher's knife and harm innocent civilians, an even sharper butcher's knife is about to fall on their heads.

Saying goodbye to Francesca, Wayne quietly approached the barracks alone, and briefly discussed, the matter of saving the refugees will be handed over to the sorceress, and it is just right to see how the system's points rules are determined, and his task tonight is to completely defeat this army.

After finding a suitable location, Wayne did not immediately attack, as if he was going to carry out the witcher's commission, he took out five potions from the space bracelet, which were swallows, tawny owls, wolves, thunder, and Maripo Forest, all of which were enhanced potions that could increase combat effectiveness.

The last time he attacked those mobs in the town, because of the urgency of time and the strength of the enemy, he forgot to take drugs, which caused him to not kill freely at that time.

This time, to single-handedly pick out a military camp, he needs to keep himself full in order to be sure.

However, after drinking five bottles of potion in a row, Wayne suddenly found that his mutation level had reached the critical point of full proficiency at level nine, and he was only a little bit of proficiency away from breaking through level nine and entering level ten to open up new skills and expertise.

However, with his current poison resistance, knocking five bottles of potions in a row is almost his limit, and if he knocks another bottle of medicine, not only will it not play a role in enhancing combat effectiveness, but it may drag him back.

However, in the face of this kind of situation where the jackpot is about to be opened and you are about to get rich, but you have to postpone it, how can anyone bear it.

It's the same with Wayne.

He gritted his teeth and chose the least toxic bottle of the witcher's potion that can slowly increase the speed of mana recovery, which is also a potion that stimulates the aberration organs in the body and increases the magic power of chaos, the effect is much weaker than that of the tawny owl, but again, it is relatively less toxic.

After drinking the potion in one gulp, the aberrant organ in Wayne's body really protested, making him feel a little soreness all over his body as if he had been electrocuted, but fortunately, the toxicity of this bottle of potion was not strong, although it made Wayne's body feel a little uncomfortable, but it did not cause much impact.

And his efforts were not in vain, after drinking the potion, the mutation level finally broke through the ninth level and entered the tenth level.

Mutant LV10: +100% mana regeneration and +10 anti-toxicity.

Mutation Enhancement: Stimulated by the power of chaos and potions, your body has adapted to the laws of mutation, and you can better strengthen your body in the process of mutation, and you have found a shortcut to evolution. Effect: Each time you level up, you will add two additional random attribute points to increase your physical recovery speed by +200%.

Distortion Enhancement: Stimulated by the power of chaos and potions, your body has adapted to the law of mutation, and found a special route in the process of mutation, which can allow your body to obtain unparalleled enhancement in a short period of time, at the cost of temporarily causing certain damage to your body. Effect: After entering the state of distortion, all attributes are increased by 300%, the recovery speed of the body is increased by 3000%, and the body is weakened for half a month after use, and the distortion lasts for every ten minutes, and the weakening time is added by one day, and during the weakness period, the attribute is reduced.

The tenth-level skill expertise really did not disappoint Wayne, and the two skills of mutation enhancement and aberration enhancement were very powerful.

The former allows you to increase two attributes each time you level up, which is almost equivalent to half the income after the upgrade, and also increases the recovery speed of the body a lot.

And the latter is even more powerful to the point of exaggeration, after entering the state of distortion, the total attributes have increased by three times, and the recovery speed of the body has increased by thirty times, with his physical attributes that are now far beyond the average person by five or six times, once he enters the state of distortion, he is simply a little superman who cannot be killed, I am afraid that even the regeneration of broken limbs and the explosion of the heart can be quickly recovered, it is like directly incarnating into a monster.

The only pity is that this is a strengthened at a cost, and the price is not small, the half-month weakening period is quite long, if it breaks out for an hour, it will be weak for about twenty days, and it can't be used as a conventional means at all, it can only be a life-saving hole card.

Faced with the choice of these two skills and expertise, Wayne did not hesitate and chose distortion enhancement.

Although the former can increase his potential and make his basic attributes stronger, the latter is a powerful ability that can save his life and even turn the tables in a situation where the enemy is strong and I am weak, how can I give up?

After choosing the skills and specialties, Wayne smashed his mouth with some unsatisfactory intentions, and suddenly felt that the one hundred and fifty soldiers not far away were no longer interesting.

He looked at his attribute points, strength 42, agility 36, constitution 34, spirit 36, a total of one hundred and forty-eight points, not much, but not a lot.

Although he also wanted to test the power of his distortion ability, he felt that it was too wasteful to use it against these soldiers.

Wayne sighed with some pity, and after the potion was completely digested, he stood up, urging the magic power in his body, and directly triggered the six-ring spell on the space bracelet, and the thundercloud lightning descended on the top of the barracks where he was eating from a distance of hundreds of meters.

At this time, the man in charge of the camp was a noble knight named Witt, who was sitting by the fire, drinking while he was roasting, enjoying the roast meat that his attendants had prepared for him, and thinking about how he would tease the stupid inhuman bastards when he waited to carry out the order of slaughter.

For example, how to play with his wife in front of a husband, how to abuse his daughter in front of a father, how to kill his relatives in front of a child.

Just as he was contemplating the happy scene in the near future, and drank a sip of red wine with an obscene expression, the attendant, who was roasting meat, suddenly pointed to the sky with some horror and shouted:

"My lord, Lord Witt, look at the top of our heads, what is that?"

Interrupted by the squire's noisy voice, Witt kicked him a little irritably, and then slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that at dusk, in the originally somewhat dim sky, I don't know when it was already shrouded in a dark cloud, and a large number of flashing thunder and lightning flashes were constantly rolling in the dark clouds.

Witt's eyes widened as he pondered why this was happening.

Countless bolts of lightning thicker than an arm slashed straight down from the dark clouds in the sky.

These lightning bolts contain extremely powerful energy, and when they hit the soldiers, they will be scorched black, and when they hit the tent, it will be like breaking a layer of fuel, quickly igniting the entire tent, even if it hits the wooden wall, it will directly split the thick logs, and explode them directly.

But the most terrible thing was that it had only rained a little in the morning outside the city of Fetebo, and now the whole ground was still wet, leaving many puddles of water large and small, even in the barracks.

When the lightning that did not hit the soldiers and the tents hit the ground, it was like droplets of water that had been splashed on the ground, and the lightning surged, and the dazzling lightning immediately extended down the wet ground to the nearby soldiers, and they were like a humanoid lightning rod, sucking those free lightning onto their bodies.

In an instant, the entire barracks was filled with the sound of the screams of electricity, the clatter of burning tents, and the clatter of collapsed buildings.

The six-ring spell, the thundercloud storm from brewing to the end, a total of only two minutes, when the commander of this military camp, Knight Witt, got up from the ground.

He found that everything in front of him had been turned upside down, and his ears were filled with cries of terror and cries of pain, and all he saw was burning flames and charred corpses all over the ground.

The entire camp, one hundred and fifty soldiers, almost a third of them, died in the thunderstorm just now, and the iron armor worn on the body to defend against the enemy's attack became the best bait to attract thunder and lightning.

Just as he was cheering up and morale boosted, he roared and gathered the remnants of the soldiers, and was about to escape from the gate of the barracks.

Suddenly, I saw from a distance that on the hillside a hundred meters away, a silver-haired man with a height of more than two meters, a strong physique like a bear, and wearing a hard and heavy black knight's armor, was carrying a huge red two-handed heavy sword, and rushed towards their military camp at an unstoppable speed.

Even though the man was wearing a very heavy metal armor at first glance, the speed of less than ten seconds of 100 meters made the Witt knight only have time to shout an enemy attack before he collided head-on with the silver-haired man's attack.

It was like a rushing train that crashed into the flesh shield composed of flesh and blood, and the three soldiers standing at the front were directly knocked upside down by Wayne's powerful force, and the iron armor on their chests was all dented and shattered, piercing into their chests, the sound of broken bones and their wails sounded instantly, and their bodies hit the crowd behind them like cannonballs, overwhelming more soldiers.

After being stopped from charging, Wayne ignored his sore shoulders, and the sword of victory of the oath in his hand, with the help of momentum, slashed downward, and the sharp blade directly split the Witt knights behind the three soldiers, even the armor of the people, in half.

The battlefield seemed to stand still for a moment.

The sword qi mixed with blood and minced flesh, and directly swayed towards the soldiers behind the corpse, dyeing their faces, bodies, and companions all blood-red.

This cruel scene directly frightened all the surrounding soldiers into despair, fell to the ground, smeared the flesh and blood on their faces, and crawled away from the corpses on the ground.

And after the first blow is successful, Wayne does not stop, the battlefield is all about doing it in one go, taking advantage of the situation, if the momentum is interrupted and the enemy cannot be defeated at one time, it will fall into a war of attrition.

With indifferent and fierce eyes, he stared at the soldiers who had been frightened by the thundercloud storm, withdrew the sword of the oath of victory, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and held it horizontally around his waist, a large amount of chaotic magic power poured into the sword body along the hilt, and the original blood-red sword seemed to have received some order, and immediately under the urging of the magic power, it emitted a dazzling magical light.

The soldiers at the barracks gate, some of them were frightened, some of them were shocked, and some of them, inspired by the blood in their hearts, were trying to call their companions and attack Wayne together.

However, Wayne's speed was too fast, and in less than five seconds, after he killed the commander of the barracks, Knight Witt, he immediately withdrew his sword and activated the hidden ability in the Sword of Oath Victory.

"Die! Crumbs! ”

With Wayne's deafening roar, the Sword of Victory of the Oath, which was originally about one meter three, was immediately blessed by magical light and turned into a huge lightsaber with a length of about ten meters.

A bright light that seemed to pierce the night suddenly appeared, and as Wayne's hands waved, the huge sword light quickly slashed horizontally, anything that stood in front of the sword light, whether it was the barracks gate made of wood, the stone standing on the ground, or the soldiers wearing iron armor, all of them were split in two in this dazzling sword light, and they were cut in two.

With Wayne as the center, within a semicircle of more than ten meters in front of him, all the enemies were killed in an instant, and at least twenty or thirty soldiers died under this dazzling sword light.

And when the sword light of the Sword of Oath Victory was extinguished, Wayne, who had already killed dozens of people in an instant, had no mercy at all, and with a slight wave of his right hand, he immediately turned into seven with one and turned on the mirror spell, and seven powerful mirror doppelgangers who also held giant swords appeared around his body.

Wayne's eyes were indifferent, looking at the soldiers who had been frightened by his successive killings, and said to his doppelganger:

"I'll guard the gate, you go in and fight, just leave one or two alive, and kill all the others."

After saying that, the red giant sword in his hand turned into a red light, and instantly slashed the head of a soldier who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape.

And those mirror doppelgangers who received Wayne's orders were all magical creations without any mercy, and with his order, they all turned into the most ruthless and terrifying killing machines, and launched a cold-blooded killing in this military camp.

Blood, flames, stumps, charred corpses, cries of begging for mercy and pain, in less than ten minutes, there were only two remnants left in this small barracks.

They were carried in front of Wayne like chickens by the mirror doppelganger, and they were thrown into a quagmire of corpses and blood.

Looking at these two young soldiers, who were not very old, their eyes were full of fear, and they had almost fainted with fright, Wayne's expression was indifferent, and his voice was more like ice, which made them shiver a few times.

"Leave you two just to leave a message."

"Tell your sir, that it was I who killed these soldiers, Dante!"

"A mercenary who kills the wicked and takes charge of injustice."

"In the future, I will often appear in the Kingdom of Covind, whether it is a nobleman, a soldier, a commoner, even your King Henset."

"Any scum who does evil and harms innocent people, I will use my sword and my magic to turn them into a cold corpse."

(End of chapter)