Mary Zhennu turned around and glared at Shawshank coldly, and he was about to continue to taunt him immediately, for the first time in this woman's eyes, he saw emotions other than arrogance, Shawshank had some irrepressible interest, that kid is amazing, worthy of my fancie.

"I thought he was a piece of rubbish. But.. It's still eye-catching. ”

Mary Virgin said lightly.

"Oh?! It's rare for you to be guilty of arrogance. ”

Shawshank's eyes widened, and there was a hint of surprise in them.

Mary's eyes were full of pride again, and she turned around coldly, not looking at the man who was born with a face but never wanted it, and said coldly.

"I wanted to take it back from the sin he couldn't bear, but it was not bad. After changing the fault of ignorance and arrogance, we can look forward to development. ”

"Oh. Oh. Oh! Are you in love with him!! Wow, I'm going to tell Dracula that the person he chose is liked by arrogance, how awesome... ”

With a loud bang, with the roar of a lion, Shawshank was hit on the nose with a punch and flew out directly, and ran back in embarrassment for a long time, although there were no scars on his face, but he completely collected the excess nonsense.

"Uhhhh You're lurking in the Divine Court, and you're not discovered by the dead old man. ”

Touching his nose, Shawshank changed the subject interestingly. Mary Zhennu's face was rarely emotional, and she squinted her eyes and spoke.

"The Pope is strong, I can't guarantee it, but I won't leave until I get it, so you don't have to worry."

"I have ordered all the mercenary imperial forces to strangle him, you go to him, you can't survive to take back his crimes."

"Oh! Obviously he was training him, and he was afraid that something would happen to him, so he sent me to be a coolie bodyguard, you really fell in love with him, alas, pity me, an old man, and still have to run around for your young people. ”

Shawshank really can't control his cheap mouth, which is surprisingly similar to Thunder Pattern. Another ferocious roar of a lion, and Mary Virgin ended their brief conversation with a burst punch.

And Lei Wente was running on the road like crazy at this time, and his giant spirit-like body was gradually shrinking, but the power he brought up almost broke all the obstacles in front of him, and no one dared to come forward to stop it.

Bright red blood continued to overflow from his mouth, wetting the front of his clothes, just now Mary Zhennu's last punch almost blew away his original fighting spirit, and all his internal organs were shaken and displaced, if it weren't for some changes in this body, Lei Wente was not sure that he would still be alive, even so, he was almost in a situation where he ran out of oil and dried up now, he needed to rest, a lot of time to recover, but there was no time now, the streets were all densely packed with combat mercenaries, Among them, there is a kind of elite to the extent that even the current Thunder Pattern can only dodge frantically.

The entire Gonzalez was completely chaotic, no one expected that the mercenary king would not hesitate to kill them all, at the moment when Revent entered the palace, all the power points in the Sky Splitting City were violently attacked by the Imperial Praetorian Guard, this kind of cavalry who appeared in the empire for the first time, wearing bright silver full-cover armor all over his body, and tattooing a bright red stake cross emblem on his chest, his resolute posture, cold expression, and ruthless killing were all showing the people of the entire empire what is called oppressive power.

Countless forces that were about to move shrank, and what they had been seeing was only the tip of the monstrous power of the mercenary king, and when the real iceberg gradually revealed its hideousness, the invincible and ruthless army made everyone fall into an ice cellar.

Almost all the resistance forces were wiped out, and after the Sky Splitting Mercenary Group under Lei Wente absorbed the firmament, there were only 14,000 people left, and only more than 4,000 were killed in a short period of time, and the rest were all the first group of Sky Splitter members who followed him, with 1,200 sets of magic armor, all they could do was to stay in the headquarters and survive.

Fear is written on everyone's face, and the person opposite is simply crazy, you stab him in the chest, but he firmly embraces you and destroys together. There was a bone-chilling frenzy in those eyes, fearless of anything.

The casualties were increasing in large numbers every moment, and the ground was full of pitch-black and silver-white corpses, and the entire gate of the Split Heaven was already like a Shura field, dyed with heavy and disgusting blood.

Now they can only rely on the oppressive power of 1,200 sets of magic armor to achieve basic resistance, everyone's eyes began to overflow with despair, and the 1,200 people who got the armor also lost confidence in the murder weapon on their bodies for the first time, because the people on the other side were all relying on their bodies to fight against the armor, regardless of the number of people, regardless of casualties, after destroying the one hundred and two sets of armor, they were helplessly forced back into the door, occupying the only advantage, but they could only struggle to the death.

"Turn on the power of the defensive magic cover to the maximum, load all the remaining magic crystals into the armor, and divide into twelve squads to take turns to guard the vacancy at the door, and we must resist it before the adults come back, otherwise we will all die here."

Don Quixote's hoarse voice continued to sound in the chaotic crowd, directing the mercenaries to put all the hoarded magic crystals into the power source of the magic cover and the core of the magic armor, and a large number of top-grade magic crystals were drained of magic power and directly shattered into gray powder. But Don Quixote couldn't care about the distress, for fear that the speed of the magic crystal would not be enough, so that the crumbling magic cover would be completely extinguished.

A two-inch-long gash was cracked in his thigh, and strands of blood continued to drip through the emergency white cotton, and Don Quixote, who commanded the troops during the retreat, was unfortunately favored by a knight, and was left with such a painful faint wound when he was on the verge of death.

It also allowed him to see the true ferocity of the cavalry opposite.

Sitting weakly on the edge of a broken wall, Vivien was sweating profusely to help him deal with his wounds, her little face was flushed, and her body was stained with blood.

"My lord, those people are crazy, even if they have magic armor brothers, they can't support it."

Quezas's eyes were red, the big tendons on his arms were trembling constantly, obviously he was extremely tired, and he looked at Don Quixote, who was sweating in a hurry, and said loudly.

“。。。 Put all the remaining magic crystals into the power source of the magic cover, and then retreat to the No. 1 closed training area to guard, we must wait until the adults come back before we can retreat! ”

Don Quixote picked at the tendons on his forehead, gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment, and then said categorically.

Quezas's eyes shrank, but he didn't say anything more, turned around and rushed out again.

It only lasted for fifteen minutes, and the magic shone with the last burst of dazzling brilliance, and then turned on and off several times, and with a crisp snap, the whole magic particles shattered into basic magic particles and dissipated into the air. The last barrier of the Split Sky was finally broken.

The attacking knight troops breathed a sigh of relief, they did not appear careless, the tenacity of the other party made them a little frightened, and the forty thousand knight troops also suffered nearly five thousand casualties in a short period of time, which has to be said to be a shocking number in countless battles, although there is a problem that the terrain is not suitable for cavalry charges and the city is too unfamiliar, but no one can believe that it is a small mercenary group in the mercenary empire that caused them such casualties.

"Dismount! Kill any enemy you encounter! Not a single one to stay! ”

Lexa's face darkened slightly, it had always been his greatest pride to lead this absolutely elite army that had gathered all the glory to fight everywhere, and he had just boasted in front of the respected Lord Mary Virgin that he could annihilate all the enemies with less than a hundred casualties.

But now the result was far beyond his expectations, five thousand, a whole five thousand men retreated from the battlefield, this number made him almost die of shame, the flame of hatred blinded his whole heart, he wanted to kill all the insects in it to avenge his troops, and make an account before Lord Mary Zhennu.

After giving the order, he turned over and got off the white wildebeest, the terrain of the Sky Splitting Headquarters could not move on horseback, and he rushed into the palace gate with the most elite team of the entire knights, and the arrows he composed were to crush all the remaining resistance of the enemy, because if he continued to increase the casualties, he would be able to step down from this position in advance.

Red-eyed, Lexa searched for traces of his enemies, thirsting for blood to appease his anger, vowing to shred up any trash in front of him.

Suddenly, a faint sound sounded from his left foot, and the square bricks also sank slightly at the same time, and a piercing roar filled his ears, and countless steel half-meter-long conical arrows were ejected from the surrounding walls, covering the sky like locusts, and he was stunned for a moment, and then his scalp exploded wildly.

The crimson fighting spirit instantly rushed out of the body, forming a protective cover around him, and then raised the long sword in his right hand, waving it wildly beside him, a crackling and dense chaos, mixed with sporadic wailing, as time passed, the entire army was completely overwhelmed by the rain of arrows, and the wailing became more and more intensive.

For three minutes, countless arrows were stuck all over the ground before the mechanism reverberated with an empty bracket and the locust-like sky fell silent. Lexa glanced back at the troops behind him, and in an instant a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, his eyes were about to burn into flames, looking like a demon king crawling out of hell, and his tyrannical temperament filled his entire body.

The most elite troops of the Knights were reduced by one-third, a total of 1,000 people, and only more than 600 people could stand in place. What kind of punishment will be received in the future, Lexa no longer thinks about it, he is going to kill all the people inside, the culprit who has placed such a shameless mass destruction trap here, Lexa vows to find out and execute Ling Chi in the future.

"The honor we are proud of has been trampled on by others, and we are not honorably killed on the battlefield, but humbly in the shameless organs set up by the enemy! Tell me! How to get back the lost glory!! ”

"Kill!! Glory is my life! ”

The monstrous roar broke through the sky, dyeing the indomitable fierceness around it out of thin air, and the mercenaries trapped in the closed training ground obviously heard the earth-shattering roar, and the little smug that there was was drowned in the fear that followed.

Like a tyrannical tornado, Lexa took the rest of the troops, destroying everything in front of him, advancing frantically, all the mechanisms could no longer play any role under their prepared hands, leaving only a trace of disdain and contempt on their steely faces.