ps: Thanks to Shen Hedong for the reward! Thank you! Touching...
The night was getting deeper and deeper, but the atmosphere at No. 15 Longning Street became more and more tense. Twenty men in black cloaks stared coldly at the two hundred soldiers at the gate of the manor, their eyes contemptuous and contemptuous, and they did not take them to heart at all.
There was a buffer zone between them, and three hundred skeleton soldiers slowly walked towards the soldiers. Ordinary soldiers might be frightened by this scene, but with the experience of Uka Town, these soldiers did not show any signs of it at all.
Out of fear.
Mullingale thought of Moknash's heroic charge at that time, and he couldn't help but feel confident in his heart, and shouted: "Brothers! Come with me to crush these humble skeletons!"
After saying that, he took the lead and rushed over. A long knife in his hand shone with silver light. Wherever the light and shadow touched, there would be a sound of bones breaking. Other soldiers followed closely and fought bravely to kill the enemy. What was in their hearts
,Only the glory of the third division!
Mullingale, who was rampaging back and forth and killing with great joy, roared again: "The light of the God of Light! The glory of the empire is eternal! We fight for the Duke! Fight for the Duke!"
The surrounding soldiers responded one after another and shouted: "Fight for Wu Mu! Fight for Wu Mu!" The momentum reached its peak in an instant, and the long knife in his hand fell on the skeleton soldier like cutting melons and vegetables.
The eyes of the man in formal wear standing far away flickered slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect that this David Mo has two brushes to win over people's hearts..."
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. For him, this cat and mouse game would be no fun at all if there was no resistance.
The magic wand in his hand shook slightly, and each skeleton soldier exploded. The ejected bone fragments finally caused some damage to these soldiers. Several of them were caught off guard, and the fragments penetrated the fighting spirit mask and shot into their bodies. They fell to the ground on the spot.
.
As time passed, all the skeleton soldiers gradually turned into debris on the ground, leaving only twenty cloaked men standing quietly not far from the soldiers, as if they had no interest in the battle just now.
The elegant man standing behind this group of undead warriors gently adjusted his dress and said calmly: "The game is over. I can't wait to welcome the delicious food that wants to see me."
The moment he finished speaking, twenty men in cloaks sacrificed their long swords one after another. They didn't even bother to open their vindictive hoods, and rushed into the crowd with an extremely contemptuous attitude.
Unlike the soldiers of the urban management army who had just been drained of blood quickly, they did not have much time to absorb the flesh and blood of these elite royal guards. The higher their cultivation level, the harder it was for them to absorb them.
Then, as streaks of dark green light flashed through, bursts of blood mist scattered in the air. To them, the soldiers in the guard camp were still extremely insignificant. Therefore, the battle was almost one-sided, and the blood and flesh flying everywhere was too horrible to watch.
Mullingale's eyes were splitting. These were his subordinates who lived and died with him, but now he could only watch them die. He immediately roared violently, brandishing a long knife and rushed towards one of the cloaked men, hoping
He was able to save a person from his hands. Unfortunately, when he arrived, the soldier's head was already missing, and bright red blood spurted out from his neck and sprinkled on his face.
Without bothering to wipe away the blood, he slashed hard with his silver sword, and the strong air flow brought up a small whirlwind, rolling up the cloak of the undead warrior.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the dark green long sword collided with the silver long sword. The eyes of the undead warrior showed a faint surprise. He did not expect that among these people, there was a silver level 5 strongman.
exists.
"How dare you, a humble bastard, block my attack? Let's see how I torture your soul!"
A hoarse voice came from his mouth, but he still did not open his fighting spirit mask. The dark green long sword slashed straight at Mullingale, hoping to use this powerful blow to directly kill this overestimating human being.
Mullingale stretched his body to the limit and barely managed to avoid the attack. A strong air flow passed over his arm, and a burst of burning pain came from him. He couldn't help but be shocked by the strength of the undead warrior.
But the movement of his hand did not stop, and he instantly gave the undead warrior a knife with his backhand. Because the vindictive shield was not turned on, the undead warrior could only resist with his physical body. With a pop, the long knife penetrated the flesh, and severe pain spread.
whole body.
It's a pity that this undead warrior has broken away from the silver level, and his physical body is too hard for Mullingale, so he did not cause fatal damage to him.
The furious undead warrior directly pulled out the tip of the knife with his hand, stared at Mullingale and shouted: "Damn it! This little silver level five warrior actually dares to hurt me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of golden ripples appeared on his body. He turned out to be a gold-level undead master! The dark green sword in his hand spun rapidly and went straight to Mullingale's face.
He quickly pushed up the silver sword in his hand, and with a loud "boom", Mullingale's jaw cracked open, and the sword flew out from his hand! Then his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
After being hurt once, he could no longer hold on.
The eyes of the undead warrior showed the desire for revenge, and with a low roar, he rushed out with a sword again. Mulingale could not avoid it, and was directly slashed on the fighting spirit mask by this sword.
Five layers of silver-white ripples were broken like glass. The dark green long sword penetrated his left shoulder, and a stream of blood spurted out with a flash of green light. An arm jumped high, and this sword actually cut Mullingale's left shoulder.
Cut off the arm!
Mullingale screamed in pain, his face instantly turned pale, his teeth were almost broken, and he yelled: "I will die for Wu Mu!"
The silver light concentrated on his right hand, and he hit the undead warrior hard with a simple and rough light wave fist. Unfortunately, as a burst of green light flashed again, the light wave fist stopped halfway.
Mullingale's right arm also disappeared! Blood flowed all over the ground. He finally couldn't stand anymore and fell down directly. His eyes showed deep unwillingness and he shouted in a low voice: "Die for Duke Wu Mu..."
…a worthy death!”
The undead warrior could hardly believe his eyes. He actually saw faith in the eyes of this fifth-level silver warrior! He actually had faith in an ordinary human being!
This was exactly what he hated, so he raised the dark green sword high and pierced the human warrior's chest with one sword.
Blood gushed out from the corner of Mullingale's mouth, and his eyes showed an unspeakable sadness, because he felt that he had betrayed Wu Mu's trust and failed to complete the task assigned by Wu Mu.
The surrounding guards burst into tears when they saw this scene, and they could only use the last remaining strength to pay tribute to this commendable battalion commander! Their desperate efforts to break up did not get rewarded. Facing a group of gold-level masters, they seemed to be
So pale and helpless.
Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the two hundred soldiers from the guard camp finally fell into a pool of blood. Each one of them was beyond recognition, and it was difficult to distinguish their original appearance.
The elegant man in a white dress slowly took two steps forward. The smell of blood made him a little excited. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said lightly: "I didn't expect humans to be so loyal. This David Mo is quite a character... It's just that
But it’s a pity, he should have been killed by Mr. Sang Xi now.”
With a look of arrogance on his face, he looked at the door of No. 15 Langning Street and said with some hatred: "The whole family has been dormant in the country for nearly a hundred years. If it weren't for the emperor forcing Budilson to jump over the wall,
It’s hard for us to get this opportunity!”
After speaking, he groaned twice, and the door of the manor was immediately blasted open, leading a group of people directly into it. The reason why he came here tonight was precisely because there was a man in there for whom he spent 60,000 yuan.
The slave girl bought with gold coins was intercepted by David Mo on the way.
What's even more hateful is that he actually killed his housekeeper who was extremely loyal to him, a gold level five undead warrior. He spent so much effort on the family, but he was directly wiped from this world by him.
Twenty people scattered around to search, searching several small buildings without finding any trace. However, this did not faze them. After opening their spiritual consciousness, they could see every plant and tree within a hundred meters.
Unfortunately, after exploring every inch of the entire manor, there was still no trace of women. One of the medium-sized undead warriors walked up to the elegant young man, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Young Master, will those women be transferred?
?”
The elegant man shook his head and said with great certainty: "My people have been watching, and I can confirm that no woman has left. If I was really sent away from Longning Street, how could I make such a big move?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly sneered: "There is a cellar twenty feet to the southwest. There are several figures flashing inside. Those women should be hidden in it."
The others suddenly realized that it was actually hidden underground. No wonder they couldn't find it no matter how hard they searched. They followed the elegant man toward the southwest and found a slightly raised lawn.
The elegant man walked gently onto the lawn, and with a slight exertion of his left foot, he actually made a dent in the lawn. He was not in a hurry to catch a few women, he still wanted to enjoy the last fun, so he said jokingly: "
Should you come out on your own, or should I smash this land to pieces and capture you?"
Seeing that there was no sound inside, he snorted coldly. Just as he was about to cast a spell to smash the land, he suddenly felt a dull roar coming from the air!
In the flash of lightning, he ignored his usual demeanor and rolled to the side in an extremely embarrassed posture. A golden beam of light almost passed by and hit a cloaked follower behind him.
The cloaked attendant had no time to react. A hole as thick as a thumb appeared on his chest. The black liquid had no time to gush out before it turned into a burst of black mist and dissipated in the air, leaving only a dim golden soul bead floating in the air.
, and a black domino falling on the ground.
Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction from which the golden beam of light came. They saw a white figure standing proudly under the moonlight, with a shining golden long bow in his hand, as if he was a god coming down to earth! (To be continued.)