Chapter 280: A Terrifying Sense of Destruction
After the explosion, the statue of the general did not move. But at the base, it has collapsed in half.
A blast crystal is not enough to destroy the entire statue, after all, this is only a small one, not a big one that can only be held by one person in Thor's hammer.
However, this was enough to make the cavalry tremble, and without the order of the commander, everyone collectively raised their bows and arrows and pointed upwards.
Don threw the crystal too quickly, and they didn't see any traces, so naturally they counted this account on Samp, after all, it was very similar to the silent attack he had just made.
"Release!" the cavalry captain withdrew his gaze from the base of the collapsed statue, his eyes blood-red, and he did not hesitate to give the order to attack.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......
The black-pressed arrows roared out again, shooting densely at the "live target" in the air.
Hey, this kind of defensive shooting, there is no way to stop Samp, wave his cane, and move his body again.
"There, put it on me...... Uh, spread out, spread out!" After the cavalry captain caught Samp's figure, he waited to order another attack, but after seeing the opponent's wand swinging his wand, his face immediately changed drastically, and he shouted for the cavalry to disperse the formation.
Sneer......
There was another scream, and some of the cavalry followed in the footsteps of their former companions. However, the casualties were much better than just now, and many people escaped the invisible attack.
However, the space is so large, and those cavalry who have escaped will inevitably enter the surrounding people. The chaos was undoubtedly complete, and the horror was so shocking that no one wanted to be affected. Be the next unlucky victim.
"Run, ......"
A howl came from nowhere. The legs of the people around him were as if they had received orders. Immediately crying dad shouted and squeezed outside. The internal chaos is chaotic, and the outsiders can only follow whether they want to or not, otherwise they will only be trampled to death.
"Go back, get back to me......" Oliver roared in a rage in the crowd, grabbing the person next to him and throwing him inside. But this is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, there are retreats in all directions, even if he is full of hands, how many can he throw for a moment. Instead of having an effect, the crowd surrounded him.
Samp in the air also realized that the situation was wrong, frowned, and slashed towards the edge of the square with his staff.
"Ah......h
A series of screams sounded more like a death sonata. The crowd that ran out of the square first, just like the cavalry before them, was cut down in half in an instant. Blood spilled in the air, and the tragic situation was unbearable to witness.
The flow of people there was instantaneous, and the people who approached were directly slumped on the ground, some fainted, and some subconsciously crawled backwards. It's a pity that the whole square is in chaos now. The people inside didn't know what was going on outside, and they kept pushing the crowd and rushing towards the periphery. Even if you know. There is no choice now. And there is more than one direction to escape, maybe the demon can't take care of it......
The general trend has been achieved, unstoppable!
"Fuck you, open it for me!" A blue light erupted in the square, and figures continued to fly around, emptying a place in an instant.
Kicking and kicking, Oliver took a few steps with a blue face, pulled out the huge war knife inserted in the ground, turned around, charged his strength, and slashed horizontally: ", break it for Lao Tzu!"
Whoosh - a giant blue sword swept through the air, with a scorching roar that tore through the air, and slammed into the towering statue of the general.
Oliver is really irritable, you damn it, a broken statue bad old man. In that case, let's have a simple ......
The hard blow of the earth-level warrior is not easy to block, not to mention that it is still sent by Oliver, even the injured Don has to avoid the edge for the time being, let alone those garrison cavalry.
So they could only watch the giant blade slash from a distance, and then hit one of the thighs of the general's statue unbiasedly......
Rumble!
Stone dust is diffuse, and fragments are shot out. The blue sword passed through the statue and castrated until it toppled the roof of a second-story shop next to the square.
The statue of the one-legged general in the back shook a few times, and the other leg finally shattered, and then finally kissed the earth in an unstoppable gesture.
Boom, boom, boom......
The kiss was so strong that the earth shook and the aftermath continued. The statue also shattered into several pieces in an instant, and it was no longer majestic.
Because of the previous escape, except for a few unlucky cavalrymen, this statue did not hit anyone else. However, it is undeniable that this huge movement has directly sent the chaotic situation to a crazy climax.
Screams, screams, hysterical screams of fear...... The bustling city square became the scene of a disaster in an instant, and the crowd reacted even more violently. At this point, everyone's minds are not clear, and there is only one thought that is the clearest, and that is to escape!
But is it really that easy?
Sneer, snort, sneer......
With the terrifying cracking sound that kept sounding, the mountains of corpses and blood around the square were completely reduced to the sinful land of Shura.
Samp perched high above the square, occasionally dodging sporadic attacks with bows and arrows, his wand constantly raised, slashed, raised, slashed...... The exposed half of the face was cast from iron juice, without any change. I couldn't see his eyes, but I knew that they must be full of coldness, indifference, and so on.
The general trend of escape is unstoppable, and anyone can see this, and it is impossible for Samp not to be unaware. But he still stubbornly threw the spatial blade around him as fast as he could, slaughtering all beings.
Because there are too many directions to escape, there are naturally some who can get away with it. Samp did not pursue, it seemed that in his eyes there was a line around the square, and those inside the line could not go out, the one on the line was death, and the one outside the line was not in charge.
No, it's utter disregard, a disregard for life, a disregard for humanity, and a disregard for oneself......
The current Samp is the Grim Reaper, and every direction he chooses means that there are countless souls about to rise there. Such a state made Oliver below stunned. He frowned, and his face was a little ugly.
Although the other world is a shijie of the jungle, it is still unacceptable to massacre ordinary people except for war. Once this news spreads, there will never be a place for Samp and the two of them, at least in Bran.
But does Samp care about this now? He is now chasing and killing with the Temple of Light, he doesn't have to worry if he has more debts, he doesn't itch if he has more lice, anyway, he will flee to the Northern Wilderness after this matter is over, so he doesn't care about this crime.
Oliver didn't have much of a problem with this, he was worried about Samp's current state, there was no life, there was only a terrifying sense of destruction, he could destroy others and himself, everything didn't matter......
Just as Oliver was worried, Samp's body in the air shook, and his chest rose and fell, as if he breathed a long sigh of relief,
"Hehe, did it finally show up? It seems that my luck is still good......"
As the words fell, his figure flashed in the air one after another, shrinking into an inch and moving towards the south.
............ (To be continued......)