Once you rush into the siege of heavy infantry again, you will see and hear nothing. You will just dodge one sword edge after another and step on one corpse after another. A dull thumping sound can be heard from a distant place.
With the sound of electric current, the sky lights up and darkens, it must be the great magician Menach Mach who is trying his best to counter the power of the moon halo mandala.
Toba held Long Ji with one hand, waved his right arm, and smashed the heads of the Lanxun heavy infantry blocking the way one by one. Even his fist, which was as strong as granite, was dripping with blood from repeated collisions with steel.
"Jehkong!" From a distance, the red hair of the southerner could be seen bobbing in the blue ocean. Jonah shouted, his voice quickly weakened in the crowd, and was eventually drowned by the enemy's shouts of killing. He kept
Swinging his sword, he saw a gap the size of a grain of rice burst out from his sword's edge. The unicorn's sweaty flanks and the simply bandaged wound oozed blood again.
This was almost a hopeless battle. Endless enemies appeared from all directions. "Die the Southerners!" Sibi opened his bow and shot an arrow in the direction of Jekon. The long arrow nailed the heavy infantry's armor like a snake.
It also twisted and deformed, and then collapsed in the air.
"Mr. Chamberlain, can you still hold on?" Rose Knight breathed rapidly, trying to keep the right hand holding the gun firm.
"I'm in very good condition!" Every time the farmer Bazeral punched, a bright red fist mark was printed on the enemy's broken armor. His left arm protected Long Ji like a shield, resisting heavy blows again and again.
The infantry attacked like a storm, and sword marks were imprinted on the surface of the muscles, and blood gradually seeped out.
Elliot overturned an enemy with his shield and gasped: "Our chance is disappearing. If we don't leave within ten minutes, our physical strength will be exhausted quickly, and we will no longer be able to rush out."
Toba hesitated for a second, "Little grasshopper, um... can you help me support Long Ji?"
Xibi caught up with his uncle and took the sleeping oriental woman from his hand, "Be careful, uncle, don't die earlier than me."
"receive!"
The head of the room clenched his fists and took three steps forward. With each step he landed, his steps became heavier, his muscles tightened, and the steam coming out of his head became thicker. The third step landed on the ground, about
Na felt that the entire battlefield was shaking slightly, but strangely, there were no deep footprints on the ground, as if the heavy steps were not firmly planted.
Toba blew out two puffs of thick white smoke from his nostrils, "Let's start the war!" A smile that was both humble and excited appeared on his face.
The worship of muscles once became a religion, because muscles are the easiest to develop and the most potential among the countless mysterious organs of the human body. A strong body is the first and final creed of life for men. In countless legends about the peak of muscle power
, there once was such an unattractive record, the "Geographic Survey of the Western Continent" mentioned in the chapter about the history of Bazelal: One hundred and forty years ago, the Royal Court Competition was held in the royal family of Bazelal.
At the conference, a little-known knight knight defeated ten opponents on mounts in an infantry battle and was promoted to a bronze shield knight of the Inquisition.
The mastery of spears, swords and shields is extremely unfamiliar. The royal minister of etiquette commented in the report. - But with extremely high muscle strength talent, he is more dangerous with bare hands than with weapons. Surprisingly, he can
The muscles of the whole body make a balanced transformation between strength and speed, transforming from a warrior with infinite strength to a warrior with astonishing agility. This extreme situation has never been seen before in the history of the Royal Court.
If not for his unfortunate death in a war between Bazelal and the Principality of Nikitella, this knight would have been the first candidate for the Storm Knight of the Western Continent, and is known as the closest person to the title of Storm Knight in the history of Bazelal.
man; at his grand funeral, His Majesty the King of Bazeral Kingdom personally carved a crescent-shaped symbol on the tombstone with his sword. On the one hand, he prayed for the protection of the Lord God Sheela, and on the other hand, he commemorated the crescent moon on the knight's cheek.
The crescent-shaped sacred mark that Tao is born with.
A few words from "Geographic Survey of the Western Continent" flashed through Jonah's mind, and Toba had already lost track of him.
The huge room chief leaned over and ejected. He was so fast that no image could be printed on the retina. The air was distorted. Toba and his fist had already appeared in front of a heavy infantryman. The enemy opened his eyes wide in fear.
Eyes, even too late to raise the shield.
"Bang!"
The strong wind brought a crisp sound of impact. Jonah saw that the air was being continuously compressed along the path of the fist in the air. Before the fist touched the armor, the extremely compressed air mass exploded violently, and the soldier was blown away.
He flew out and fell on his companion. The armor was intact, but the person inside the thick steel armor sprayed thick plasma from his seven orifices, and fragments of internal organs poured out of his mouth.
This is the power of high-speed concussion. The extremely fast fist beats the armor of Lan Xun heavy infantry like a drum. The soldier's internal organs are kneaded by the back and forth vibration ripples in the carapace like dough, until he dies.
"Good job, uncle!" Xibi shouted, "When did you learn this trick?"
"Just now!" Toba replied honestly, his figure flashed repeatedly in the crowd, and with the explosion of fists, rows of Lan Xun soldiers fell, their bodies losing life before they hit the ground.
The pressure was relieved, and the path forward became wider. The little grasshopper carried Long Ji on his back and ran quickly, with the unicorn following closely. The Rose Knight got a precious chance to breathe, raised his visor, and wiped it with the corner of his cloak.
Beads of sweat covered his face.
"Ellie, are you okay?" Jonah gasped, and when he relaxed for a moment, he felt that the sword in his hand was as heavy as a lead weight.
Suddenly, a shock wave spread across the entire battlefield close to the ground, and then a deafening explosion resounded throughout the grassland. The sky became brighter, and the strange scenery brought by the moon halo mandala completely disappeared.
"The magic has been neutralized. Jeffta failed." Elliot coughed twice and replied weakly.
The blue tide in front gradually became thinner, and Pitchfork's friends caught up with Ye Kong. The sword-wielding Jialan re-coated the famous Buddha's Tooth with blazing black fire. This was also the last Nine Light Secret he could use.
Technique. He swung his sword left and right, leisurely splitting the blue tide, and countless soldiers suffering from pain fell beside him. Every tiny wound had six rays of inflammation burning away the soul, causing bone-deep pain.
Xibi ran a few steps angrily, planning to rush up and give Jekong a slap in the face. The Rose Knight immediately urged his mount to catch up, leaning down to block the gap between the little grasshopper and the southerner, "Miss Xibi, you can't approach him now."
, Your Excellency Jekong has fallen into a state of encephalopathy, and everyone who tries to get close is an enemy to him. He is very dangerous now."
Xibi jumped her feet angrily: "I don't care!" She looked around, adjusted the position of Long Ji on her back, picked up a piece of gravel with one hand, and threw it towards the back of Jekong's head, "Don't beat me
I won’t accept his meal!”
The jagged blade split the space and neatly cut the gravel into two halves. The two stones fell to the ground, and the black fire on the cut surface immediately ignited the surrounding grass. Ye Kong didn't even look back.
The little grasshopper shuddered.
"What now?" Jonah couldn't help asking. Whenever he encountered a problem, he consulted the Rose Knight. This seemed to have become Pitchfork's natural habit.
Elliot pondered: "If we can still release magic, a healing system 'Calm Blessing' that can calm down emotions will be helpful. But now, there is no other way, only blood can attract his attention, a lot of blood
.”
"A lot of blood? Who among us can do this now?" Jonah looked at the partners around him, Xibi with an almost disabled right hand, the scarred Rose Knight, the sleeping Long Ji, and the room with no skills.
The grown-up, of course, and himself who was so weak that a gust of wind could blow him over.
The unicorn raised its head and stared to the right.
"Miracle is a very wonderful thing. It always happens in desperate times, Mr. Astrologer." Elliot smiled slightly.
A sharp male voice suddenly sounded from the northwest: "Fire! Fire! Fire!"
The flames burning everywhere on the battlefield heard the call, twisted and stretched like living vines, snaked up the calves of the Lanxun infantry, and gently wrapped around the heavy infantry's body. The flammable cloak immediately turned into a ball.
Fireball, the soldiers howled loudly, but could not move at all. The joints of the armor and the cowhide lining had been scorched by the flames and stuck to the skin, integrating the soldiers' bodies with the thick steel armor. The First Central Army's
The elite infantrymen solidified into statues with different postures, and their shrill screams spread throughout the wilderness.
"Where's the cavalry of the reconnaissance battalion? Find the sneak attacker!" Not far away, an officer Lan Xun, wearing heavy black armor and a steel helmet with white feathers, waved his sword and shouted, but on the chaotic battlefield, there was no one.
His orders were heard, and Lord Baruch's poor command skills began to add weight to the scales of the Pitchfork Team.
"Please state your name, Mr. Officer." The sharp voice spoke from nowhere.
"The frontline commander of the First Central Army's Blue Knight Infantry Regiment, Third Class Baron Doody Bafton is here!" The officer turned angrily in the direction of the attacker, "Who dares to challenge the Zavi Empire's army..."
The third-class baron failed to finish his question, "Dudi Bafton! Doody Bafton! Doody Bafton!" Officer Zhawe, who obviously had no idea about the mysterious profession of telepathic sorcerer, followed.
After three calls, his body stiffened, his pupils dilated, and he fell into unconsciousness.
"Sword! Sword! Sword!" The magician issued an order to the enchanted sword in his hand in a majestic tone.
Driven by some unknown force, the sword with a sharp cold light floated up, took Duddy Buffton's right hand, and stabbed the officer's own throat fiercely. The artery and trachea were cut together, and the bright red
Blood foam sprayed out five yards away, and the third-class baron regained consciousness for a short time. He stared at his right hand and sword in disbelief, and his broken throat made a gurgling sound.
The surrounding Lan Xun soldiers immediately gathered around and formed an airtight defense around the officer, but the officer breathed out his last bloody breath with difficulty, fell to his knees and lost his life.