The town of Tammy is located in the northwestern part of the Asrex family's territory, not far from the Gran Forest.

The town, which is home to a copper mine, is a resource town, and is located near a major transportation artery, should have been a thriving place, with caravans, convoys, and convoys coming and going in the streets every day.

However, at this moment, the flames that emerged from the buildings all over the town, the massacres that took place in the streets, and the wails and sorrows of the townspeople dispelled all the lively atmosphere cleanly, and splashed the originally peaceful daily scenery with countless dazzling reds.

A week ago, Midi's father, Earl Ingman, had given the order to clear the wilderness, but the town of Tammy was not small, and it had not yet completely retreated. And since the townspeople haven't run out yet, the garrison is naturally still here.

It's just that in the face of the Joseph family's thousand-strong brigade called "Blood Wolf", less than 100 defenders have been killed and wounded.

Storming the town, the Blood Wolf Soldiers laughed as they eagerly began to enjoy the pleasure of plundering and killing.

The doors of one dwelling after another were smashed open, and one citizen after another was driven into the streets, and then the heavy sword continued to slash down, splashing countless pieces of flesh and blood. The once prosperous town, under the claws of the blood wolf, has become a hell of death, a prison of fear.

"My lord, Master Quinine's order is to occupy Tammy Town as soon as possible, after all, start arming ......" The adjutant on the side finally couldn't help but remind.

It is not the farmer or the old or sick who are dying under the swords of the blood wolf soldiers, but the experienced miners of Tammy Town, and the merchants who are responsible for the management and transportation, which are all riches for a lord. Now that the result is burning and killing, could it be that the most ruthless queen sacrificed a dead city to the new owner who was quite face-saving and ambitious?

The Adjutant Blood Wolf was very worried about this.

"Why do you care so much? When the time comes, I'll explain to Young Master Quinine, the resistance is fierce, and I have to be wiped out, isn't it?" The captain of the thousand-person team, known as the "mad wolf", spat on the ground and said with a big grin, "After holding back under that old immortal earl for so long, I can finally kill a good person, you don't talk nonsense here!"

Glancing at the captain of the "Wild Wolf", who was immersed in excitement, the adjutant could only wisely choose to shut up. At the same time, he began to think about what kind of rhetoric he should use to face Young Master Quinine next.

As for the capture of Tammy, will there be suspense about this kind of thing?

"Kill everyone!" "Kill everyone!" the mad wolf spotted another group of about dozens of Asrex family soldiers who were resisting, and immediately shouted, like a wild wolf that had found its prey, and rushed forward with the elites.

Seeing that there was no way to live, the commander of the garrison gritted his teeth and rushed forward, trying to snipe at the enemy who seemed to be the leader.

"Look for death!" the mad wolf sneered, and the ghost god on his left arm bloomed with blood-like light, and suddenly, a bright red spilled out along the giant sword in his hand, with a strong pungent smell of blood. The mad wolf strode forward, and the heavy blade of the big sword tore through the air, with a fierce sound of whirring wind, which was terrifying.

The speed of the great sword, the frequency of swinging, and the speed of the berserker himself have suddenly increased significantly.

"Oh no! That guy is a ghost swordsman!" The face of the commander of the defending army turned white, he was not afraid of death, but now facing a ghost swordsman with a level of more than 30, this group of soldiers who were only about level 10 would only be sent to death even if they went up.

The mad wolf showed a cruel smile, as if he had seen the bloody scene of these soldiers who did not know whether they were alive or dead, being cut off by their own waists, blood splattering, and limbs flying sideways. This is his favorite.

But at this moment, an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in the heart of the mad wolf!

With years of experience on the battlefield, he didn't even think about it, so he turned the giant sword around and swung it to the side.

The crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and a snow-bright sword light broke through the air, not only directly blocking the heavy giant sword, but even pressing it back, and pushing the heavily armored wild wolf backwards and sliding out, his feet plowing two deep marks on the ground.

What kind of force is this!?

The mad wolf only felt a huge force along his arms into the internal organs, and suddenly his blood surged, and he finally stabilized his body, calmed his breath, and hurriedly put on a defensive posture, only then did he see the appearance of the comer clearly.

It was a young man with black hair and black eyes, he stood tall, his calm and indifferent gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, a battle robe rose with the strong wind of the battlefield, obviously just standing very casually, but it gave people a feeling of controlling life and death completely, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, surging momentum.

And in his right hand, he held a long sword that flowed with light, and the blue light traveled up and down the sword body like a stream of water, with a sharp chill.

Lightsaber, a sword soul!

The mad wolf finally suppressed the surging blood, and roared in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"There is no need for those who are dying to know my name. Midi replied coldly.

The mad wolf couldn't guess the identity of Midi for a while, and at the same time, he was forced to fight alone because of the amazing blow just now, but fortunately, his three teams of guards had already arrived, and these thirty elite warriors immediately formed an encirclement formation, encircling Midi and the few remaining defenders.

"Good work, then, you have to protect yourselves, leave it to me here!" Midi patted the guard captain on the shoulder, and without saying anything more, he charged brazenly.

A pair of thirty, plus a level 35 berserker leader, Midi attacks directly without blinking an eye!

"Kind!" The mad wolf suddenly became angry, he had always thought that his fighting style was wild, how could he withstand the attack of the other party, or was he surrounded? For a moment, the mad wolf left all his doubts behind, and the big sword in his hand turned into a huge phantom, rolling up the whirring wind, and slaughtered Midi.

Midi sneered and recited a mantra softly.

His left arm, in an instant, swelled with ghostly energy, like a whirlwind wrapped in frost, rising from the ground. The next moment, ripples of frost surged on the ground, and countless sharp ice cubes pierced out like spears, piercing through the armor and flesh, like a white forest!

Of the thirty elite soldiers, nearly ten were killed in an instant, and most of the rest were blocked from their operations, unable to carry out the attack at all.

"How is it possible, this is a ghost formation?" the mad wolf was shocked.

Then he finally remembered that on the night when the Red Flame Legion was attacked, there was also a powerful ghost swordsman, with light in his right hand and dark in his left hand, who could use the dual skills of Sword Soul and Devil May Cry at the same time, and he repelled three centurions with one person, and killed all the centurions in just a few breaths!

Midi Asrex!

The mad wolf finally guessed the identity of the black-haired boy in front of him.

At the same time, Midi's sword had arrived.

The frosty light sliced through the air, bringing out a brilliant streak of light that slashed diagonally from top to bottom.

"What a powerful momentum!" The defenders of Tammy Town, who watched this scene, all widened their eyes and opened their mouths, and even forgot to defend.

"Not good. The mad wolf was also shocked, he had already heard of Midi's strength, but it was not until he faced it at this moment that he really felt the cold and wild killing intent.

It's just that as an experienced ghost swordsman and a berserker, he knows that it is impossible to retreat no matter what, and there must be no cowardice in his heart, otherwise there is only one result, and that is to be killed.

Therefore, the only thing the wild wolf can do is to completely liberate his ghosts and gods, fight with all his might, and fight against attack with attack!

The wolf's left arm suddenly turned red, as if it was about to drip blood, and the ghosts and gods that stayed in it were no longer suppressed in any way, and entered the host's body unscrupulously, using magic to strengthen the body, and killing intent to replace reason.

In an instant, the wolf's eyes had become red, and his expression was even more hideous than a human form, and his muscles were knotted all over his body, and his body swelled in a circle, like a wild beast.

Blood rage, this is the skill of the berserker to press the bottom of the box, because it also causes great damage to itself, and it is difficult to recover afterwards, so no one will use it until the last resort.

But because of the huge cost, it is equally powerful, and once used, it can turn the tide in an instant.

It's a pity that the opponent that the mad wolf met was Midi.

Midi, who has a mysterious ghost and has been perfectly fused.

Originally, for the level 23 Midi, even if he was a super-level transfer, it would not be easy to deal with a level 35 opponent, and the limit of Midi's attack was only a centurion of level 30 or so, and it was far from the level of being able to directly behead a thousand people in an enemy army.

But ghost swordsmen are a different story.

In the academy trial, when Midi was only level 19 and had not yet been transferred, he was able to suppress the power of the level 35 sword soul with the breath brought by his own ghosts and gods.

Now Midi is already a level 23 super-level transfer, and the ghosts and gods have absorbed unimaginable amounts of high-quality magic in the process of transferring, and after a lot of time of running-in and fighting, in the face of the berserker who is still level 35, the suppression will only be stronger than before.

Facing the berserker who was holding a giant sword like a mountain, the young man's black pupils once again ignited with silver icy flames.

Under the command of his will, the ghost god who was lodged in his left arm unleashed an invisible blow that hit the berserker's body raging among its kind!

Midi's exclusive skill, God and Demon Shock!

The flames in the wolf's eyes were extinguished instantly, and he only felt as if a large piece of ice had condensed in his body, and the originally raging ghosts and gods were trembling at this moment! At the same time, the magic power that filled his body was also leaking out as if it was leaking, and the original surging power in his body was passing quickly.

"What did you do to me!" the wolf said the exact same line as the level 35 sword soul from before.

Midi didn't bother to answer, and slashed down from the front with a sword.

The wolf barely parried the blow, but his body retreated uncontrollably. His eyes widened with an incredulous expression on his face, but he didn't have a chance to ask any more.

There was another crisp sound, and Midi's second sword had already followed, and the lightsaber was extremely bright, shocking the soul and freezing the fighting spirit.

The wolf stepped back again, his legs digging two furrows in the ground, and he was horrified to find that the well-maintained supreme greatsword in his hand had cracked, just because of the few attacks just now!

Clang!

Midi's third sword, slicing a huge arc in mid-air, landed on his head.

The giant sword in the wolf's hand let out a mournful roar, and the whole person was knocked out like a kite with a broken string, he barely managed to stabilize his body, but his arms were already trembling, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

And this moment of flaw has been too long for Midi.

The fourth sword has arrived, and unlike the first three swords, the breath of this sword has been condensed to the extreme, not ostentatious, not wild, but like the blade of a long sword, thin and sharp, with restrained killing intent, but no one can stop it.

In the horrified gaze of the mad wolf, the giant sword in his hand was directly cut in two, and the lightsaber continued to unabated, breaking through the armor, cutting through the flesh and bones, and directly cutting the tall body of the mad wolf in half!