"What should we do now, cargo friends?" Danny Stewart asked without any idea.
"Watch others fight. And then don't die." Jonah replied calmly. He waved his staff and knocked down a skirmisher who sneaked over. The soldier received a heavy blow on the head and fainted quickly. Astrologer Suddenly I remembered something. I used the tip of Sela Pina to push back the soldier's nail leaves and tear open his shirt.
"What are you going to do? Cargo friend. Cargo friend. Friend." The man from the Stewart family shouted in panic. He unconsciously hugged his small chest and looked at the boy next to him with fearful eyes. Yona Qile He said: "I'm not a ghoul or a pervert. Just look at the tattoos on their bodies. You see, every soldier of the Brotherhood has a tattoo of a red two-headed bird. I don't know where it is... oh. Got it."
A red bird-shaped tattoo appeared on the trapezius muscle between the neck and shoulder. Jonah thoughtfully said: "But I always feel that there is a difference between tattoos. How should I put it? It seems that there are two kinds It looks like different types of tattoos. They represent different classes... It’s just a guess.”
"I don't know what you're talking about." Danny said dully.
"Actually, I don't even know it myself." The astrologer shook his head. "Someone is coming. Be careful not to die."
Twenty soldiers who had been defeated by the "Nuclear Trident" attack rushed over with swords and guns. They were shouting in an unintelligible language. They had black hair and yellow skin with a ferocious expression on their faces. Danny was angry. Said: "Don't underestimate the best cooks, sailors, porters, surveyors and soldiers in the endless sand sea. I can take care of these unknown people with just a pair of fists." He carefully put down the big cowhide bag, rolled up his sleeves and used The incomprehensible voice in the common language of the Eastern Continent roared and came forward.
The sound of fists smashing bones sounded loud and clear. Just as Danny said, the hand-to-hand fighting skills mastered by the master boxer Mykonos, one of Admiral Finn Stewart's seven partners, are indeed sharp. Although He didn't have the strength to show off his fighting spirit. However, one soldier after another still fell under the heavy iron fist. The sword could not touch Danny's flying white robe. "How about it, cargo friend." The guy turned back triumphantly to show off the victory. .The tip of his nose was almost cut off by a big axe.
Jonah had no reaction. He watched the battle with cold eyes. The soldiers should be infantry from the Suiyang City Defense Army. They used almost the same sword skills, marksmanship and footwork. Only one of them had dark yellow feathers hanging on his helmet and looked like a low-level officer. The guy was slightly different. This guy was hiding low-key among the soldiers. He quietly approached Danny Stewart. The dagger he held in his backhand stabbed out like a poisonous snake.
"Be careful, Danny." the astrologer shouted. "It's still early." The man from the Stewart family had already seen the sneak attack from the corner of his eye. He caught the opponent's sword hand in the center with his fists. The thick and powerful arms rotated like a meat grinder. With a click, the officer's wrist was twisted free. The severe pain of the dislocation made beads of sweat appear on the officer's forehead. But he grunted and flew up with a leg to attack Danny's head. There was a loud "pop" sound. He did not check the result of the battle, but took advantage of his opponent's defense to escape and fly away. At the same time, he hit his left palm hard with his right fist. The joint automatically reset with a crisp sound.
"Catch him." Yona suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the melee. Danny was stunned for a second. The officer had already sneaked into the crowd. After turning back several times, he rushed out of the battlefield and fled towards Suiyang City. The two partners He wanted to catch up, but was held back by a swarm of soldiers. "Damn it." The astrologer viciously attacked the shield warrior who was in the way. The staff knocked on the shield and made a clanging sound.
"Who is that?" He exhaled and knocked an enemy away. Danny looked at the red marks that were gradually swelling on his right arm. He looked surprised. That kind of kicking was very sharp. If he hadn't defended in time, he would have been injured. Will be knocked down. But the strange thing is that no martial arts in the whole continent has such simple and direct attack techniques. The deck sailor uncle on the "Bactrian Wind" knows the fighting techniques from all over the world. But from I have never demonstrated such an extremely condensed leg technique before.
Jonah said angrily: "I don't know who that person is. As I said, there seem to be two kinds of people in the brotherhood. That kind of person seems to have very strange abilities. It would be great if we could catch him and question him... …It’s all your fault. You reacted too slowly.”
"It's none of my business." Danny said angrily. "After the women, do you even look down on me? As the best sailor and chef in the endless sand sea..."
The khaki-colored cherry blossoms fluttered in the wind. The junior officer ran at a constant speed of an eight-hundred-meter race. He tried his best to breathe evenly. His wrists felt a sharp pain. He frowned deeply and cursed secretly in English. As soon as they met He removed his knife-wielding joint and defended himself from the high-whip kick as if nothing had happened. Are all people in this world monsters? But a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had confirmed the target at close range just now. The one in the Southern Continent After causing an uproar, the candidate who received considerable attention in "Leviathan" did appear here. This is an achievement that can impress the project director. The next thing to do is very simple. As long as you don't let this character die. You can be promoted in the "world" at the same time as in reality... No matter what, everyone only has one chance to enter the "world" and obtain a character identity. This is also the troublesome part of performing tasks.
Seven years of military training taught him how to adjust his breathing during strenuous exercise, reduce physical exertion, and stay one yard away from the battle group. His mood became lighter. The tragic explosion that killed seventy people in an instant made him feel better. I still have lingering fears. Faced with the terrifying power that is comparable to the 227mm caliber M270 rocket launcher, only luck is the most important factor in survival. Yes, he is a very lucky person. As long as he continues...
His thinking paused. His expression was frozen in the cold sunlight, like a cold wax statue. The last movement before losing consciousness. He slowly stretched out his hands, trying to hold the silver lance that penetrated his chest. An apologetic male voice came from the side: "I'm sorry. A sneak attack from behind is a shameful thing. But deserters who turn their backs on the battlefield cannot apply the virtues of knights. May the Lord God Thera forgive you and our sins. Sooner or later, we will be in the clouds. We will meet again in heaven.”
Elliot's eyes showed sadness. He drew the crescent-shaped holy mark of the Lord God Sheela with his left hand. He drew out his lance with his right hand. A column of blood spurted out from the wound, taking away the last bit of the officer's strength. He plopped He fell to the ground. This cruel, beautiful and miraculous world spun away. What awaited him was the cold reality. And the sad fact that he had lost his character identity and could no longer rise in "Leviathan".
The Rose Knight shook off the blood on the tip of his spear. He hung his lance on his saddle. He raised his visor and scanned the smoke-filled battlefield. He knew that his companions could deal with these enemies. His duty was to eliminate all unstable factors and would summon reinforcements. The possibility was eliminated in his infancy. The unknown commander just now used a strange long-handled weapon and caused himself some trouble. However, he was not a respectable opponent. Firm belief is the highest principle of knights in combat. A feint. He who tries to escape with a gun cannot win.
"What's your name? Knight." The lance was still in his throat. Elliot looked at the commander lying on the ground from a high position.
Chu Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood foam and laughed crazily: "I don't understand what you are saying. You legless freak... I won't die. The big shot of the Brotherhood cast undead magic on me. Curse. Even if you kill me a hundred times..."
The tip of the spear lightly pierced the skin. The commander of this battle lost his life.
No one saw what Elliot did. The freshmen Pitchfork's partners were fighting on their own. But everyone had a heavy trust in their hearts. They knew that their partners would look after each other's backs, allowing them to focus on the present. The battle situation. The Theban Holy Team slowly rotated. The battle between the three female warriors reached a critical moment.
Hannah Stewart switched the "Admiral" back to rapid-fire mode. While dodging the flying arrows with a series of rolls, she opened fire at high speed and shot at the lower body of the Thebes holy team. The hot barrage swept across the legs and feet of the shield warrior. Four The five warriors had no time to put down their shields for defense. They screamed and covered their feet and fell. The holy team immediately lowered their defenses and vomited out the injured warrior, turning them into a smaller and more condensed oval. Although the blue water dragon has strong defense capabilities, it flies at a very fast speed. Very slow. Unable to effectively resist flexible projectile attacks.
Hannah pulled the trigger and kept shooting from a low position. Suddenly she turned her thumb to adjust the rate of fire and changed her position. She slapped the barrel of the gun from bottom to top with her left hand, spitting out a string of tongues of fire toward the sky. Then she clicked her thumb and continued to shoot at a low trajectory. "Two." The spearman changed his shield. He is in a medium to low defense posture. The attack magic is not ready yet." The commander shouted. The fire magician could not speak. The "Pyromaniac" magic had been guided to a critical stage. A huge orange fireball is condensing in the air.
The bullets made a ping-pong-pong bang on the shield. The shield infantry could feel the heavy impact of each projectile. It hit the steel shield like a hammer. The hand holding the shield was numb from the shock. Fortunately, Thebes The holy team provides strong support behind them. As long as you persist, that hateful woman in red will eventually run out of bullets. The shield infantry thought so and tried to protect his body and feet with his shield. At this time, there was a sound in the air. A subtle whistling. A mosquito-like black curtain fell from the sky. The rustle was sprinkled on the crowd. Raindrops of hot blood splashed. The bullet penetrated the helmet, passed through the eye socket, and twisted the brain of the shield soldier into paste. He was tortured until the moment of death. I had no idea where this offensive would come from.
"Wow." The defense system of the Theban Holy Team collapsed. A dozen infantrymen fell to the ground. Hannah Stewart fired a high parabolic projectile into the sky in a stealthy way. No one thought that these would draw a hump-shaped arc. The bullets in the line will delay for more than ten seconds before appearing above the head. The defense cannot take care of the sky and the earth at the same time.
The peripheral defense was in chaos. The rotation stopped. The fragile core of the Theban Holy Team was revealed. The commander and the fire magician stared blankly at the woman opposite. The water magician mobilized the water dragon to block the incoming attack.
Hannah Stewart rotated the big gun with a click and replaced it with the thickest barrel. "Highest output... ghost bullet." Six heat dissipation vents spurted out a five-yard-long column of white steam. The recoil pushed the woman in red's His feet plowed furrows on the ground. The light illuminated the pretty cheeks of the contemporary Stuart family owner, Furui Fuha.