Hail the King

The earth is quiet, the sky is blue, and the white clouds are long.

The head of the stone bridge.

Fei's body stood erect like a javelin, with a golden dagger in his right hand and a small translucent round shield full of barbs on the small arm of his left hand. The three-star swordsman Lande's head was held by him in his left hand, dripping with blood On the stone bridge, a series of blood marks were left...

And behind Fei, at the neck of the headless corpse of the three-star swordsman Langde, blood water soared into the sky like a fountain, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, and then, this second Zhong's body, which still possessed infinite strength before, fell forward slowly and feebly like a piece of rotten wood.

The three-star warrior didn't even make a move, and he was in a different place.

The eyes of Rondo's head that was held in his hand were still wide open. He didn't seem to realize what happened. The smirk at the corner of his mouth was slowly freezing, and his eyes lost their brilliance.

During his lifetime, he was a majestic three-star warrior, invincible.

Dead, no different from a wild dog.

Fei was in charge, with a sneer in the corner of his eyes, and approached step by step. His steps were very light, but every time he took a step forward, the opposite soldier in black, who was already in shock and extreme panic, trembled with fear. Take ten steps back...

No domineering words, no cold eyes.

So Fei walked forward quietly step by step.

He didn't look at the hundreds of thousands of enemies in front of him at all, but looked past the group of black armored soldiers who were terrified like bereaved dogs, and saw the black mist at the bridge head in the distance, and the strong magic wave came from the black Slowly coming from the fog, the feeling of danger became more and more intense in his heart.

"How to kill this mage?"

Fei was thinking rapidly in his heart.

The fight just now seemed like a gesture of hands, but it was not easy for him.

First switch to [Mage Mode], use the only three skills currently mastered by the mage - [Fire Bomb] to attract and distract the opponent's attention, and use the electric type [Charging Bullet] to paralyze the opponent's limb nerves to trouble the opponent's special effect Action, and then use the ice-type [Ice Bomb] to make the opponent's body respond to the skill. The whole process was calculated by him a long time ago, accurate to the minute and every second, and the timing is not bad at all, so that he can kill this difficult man in one go. The entangled three-star swordsman Lande.

In terms of real strength,

At present, Sun Fei is not as good as Lang De, but the characters in the world of Diablo have all kinds of strange skills.

But the figure shrouded in black mist at the bridge head is obviously far stronger than the three-star swordsman Lang De, and his cards in the previous battle were almost all exposed, so he must have been seen by the mysterious mage long ago, and he wants to use the dark character again The special skills of his special skills are calculated and opportunistic, I am afraid that the opponent has long been prepared, and, in the face of the absolute power gap, even the tricks of the mechanism are just fishing for moons in water.

Thousands of thoughts kept popping up in Fei's mind, but the steps under his feet didn't stop at all.

He walked forward slowly step by step, and the black armored men on the opposite side were like mice facing a lion, and retreated step by step uncontrollably. They even had the courage to look at Fei at thirty. The series of inconceivable achievements of the Bloody Demon God—especially the horrific performance of beheading the three-star swordsman Langde with a single move just now while talking and laughing—had made this group of elite soldiers completely lose their courage to fight and tended to collapse.

Tick ​​tock.

The scarlet plasma slid down from the deformed and broken armor with the white bone foam. Wherever Sun Fei passed, there was a shocking bloodstain. The moment he stepped out, it was like walking on a field path, without the slightest trace. However, the black-clothed soldiers retreated like a chao with terrified eyes, and their speed was very fast. Even if there were steel swords from the supervisory team behind them, they could not stop them from fleeing. Some soldiers even swarmed up and killed them with red eyes. The death watch team, just to escape desperately...

"Ahhh... Archer, shoot him to death! Quickly shoot him to death!!"

The silver-masked man saw the three-star swordsman Lande being slashed by the [armor monster] from a distance, his vision went dark, and he screamed. Looking at the 15-6 meter broken gap on the bridge in the distance, the silver-masked man wanted to cry, but his heart was cold. He knew that at this point, there was no need to fight this battle, and Xiangbo City had become an invincible castle at this moment. For the silver-masked man, he originally had eleven million ways to easily conquer Xiangbo City, but even he himself didn't know why, but in the end he lost so badly. During the whole process, he asked himself the strategy he adopted There was no carelessness in the slightest, and he used all his strength in the lion's fight against the rabbit. He did not underestimate the enemy at all... However, he lost, and the loss was complete and heavy.

Seeing the figure walking slowly on the broken bridge step by step but no one dared to stop him, the silver-masked man was startled. At this moment, he seemed to finally realize what he had overlooked in this battle—he had never Unexpectedly, the opponent's king's strength would grow so fast. Yesterday, he barely repelled the three-star swordsman Langde, but today, he can rush back and forth among thousands of elite troops, and even wave his sword Cut off Rand's head.

In one day, from one-star strength to three-star?

This unforeseen turn of events has become the winning weight of the entire battle situation, and the series of strategies adopted by the silver-masked man before have become the opponent's help... Otherwise, how could he put the Black Armored Army in front of him? On such a narrow and long stone bridge?

But how is this possible?

Could it be...that guy could increase his strength two levels in a row in just one day?

The silver-masked man's pupils shrunk, and he was stunned by his own guess. If this is true, what kind of monster is that guy? Is he the reincarnation of God of War?

"No, such a person must not stay in the world, otherwise..."

Thinking of the bloody storm that this enemy would bring if he grew up, the silver-masked man was covered in cold sweat, and unprecedented fear welled up in his heart. He no longer cared about the mysterious cloaked man's previous opinion that he wanted to live, and screamed loudly and horrified. The heavy arrow phalanx at the office issued an order: "Pass me the order, shoot the armor-piercing heavy arrow quickly... shoot that guy to death for me, quick... quick, quick! Immediately! Immediately!"

Whoosh whoosh—!

This may be the only timely and effective military order delivered by the silver-masked man in the entire battle today. Following his order, countless bowstrings vibrated violently in the air and pulled out phantoms. A black heavy armor-piercing arrow with white feathers pierced through the air, screaming in the air, like a group of blood-sucking hungry locusts, grinning grinningly, covered the sky with a black shadow, and covered the broken bridge.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, the mysterious man in the cloak shrouded in black mist at the bridgehead raised his head and cursed angrily. He originally wanted to catch his account to find out the secret of changing between different power attributes at will, but this wave broke his armor heavily After the bloodthirsty arrow rain of arrows passed, even if that guy was covered in iron, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

On the broken bridge.

Fei suddenly raised his head, and he saw the rain of arrows covering the sky, like the call of death... The opponent turned out to be a soldier who didn't care about himself, and shot arrows without distinction.

During the crisis, he only had time to subconsciously raise his [Soul Elephant Emblem Shield] to protect his handsome face, and then he heard clang clang clang clang, like countless heavy hammers hitting his body, and bursts of sharp pain spread Come……

At the same time, there were screams on the broken bridge.

Countless soldiers in black wailed and fell to the ground under the heavy arrows of their own men, like saplings under the ax of a lumberjack, they fell down without the slightest struggle, blood splattered, screams filled the sky, bloodthirsty The sharp arrows pierced the soldiers' eyes, tusks, skulls, chests, feet... A few soldiers who were seriously injured and not yet dead crawled to the bank screaming, dragging a long trail from under their bodies. of blood.

The entire Broken Bridge instantly became a Shura hell.

In the distance, the silver-masked man stood on a hill far away on the south bank, nervously watching what was happening on the broken bridge. The wailing, cursing and begging of the soldiers amidst the splash of blood turned a deaf ear to him, as if he didn't see anything, only That figure was the entire focus of the silver-masked man's sight.

But what made him horrified and angry was that after the first wave of armor-piercing heavy arrows rained down, he saw that guy whose armor was stained red with blood plasma was still waving his short sword and small round shield Still struggling frantically, it didn't seem like he had suffered too much fatal injury.

"Archer, don't stop, keep shooting at me!"

Whoosh whoosh—!

The rain of arrows covered the sky, and the sky was black with dots of cold stars. It was as beautiful as the stars in a lonely night, but with thrilling screams, they continued to shoot towards the broken bridge.

Clang, clang, clang—!

The armor-piercing heavy arrow frantically harvested all life within the coverage area, and the tip of the arrow frantically pierced into all places that could be pierced like a call from the god of death, even hitting shocking craters on the stone bridge deck .

The sharp arrows were ruthless, whistling over and over again.

Soon, there was no living life on the entire broken bridge. It turned out that some soldiers who were still struggling and screaming were already dead at this time. Everyone was covered with white arrow feathers densely, like Like a hedgehog.

The silver-masked man stared closely at the figure at the bridgehead.

Finally, the scene he expected appeared—the devil-like figure finally stopped struggling, his body was full of sharp arrows, and he looked like a white porcupine standing upright from a distance. The dagger and shield in his hand fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace. Immediately afterwards, that figure finally fell unwillingly...

"Dead, hahahaha, finally dead...he is finally dead!"

The silver-masked man trembled and laughed crazily. He bent down laughing, and tears came out. He didn't know whether it was happiness or sadness. In the end, he simply smiled and knelt on the ground, his voice became hoarse and crazy. , the laughter turned into crying...

The silver-masked man grabbed the grass on the mound with both hands, and tears flowed down uncontrollably from under the silver mask.

finally died.

The guy finally died.

But my own 3,000 elite black armor army is also finished. Not only did they suffer heavy losses, but the soldiers who survived also lost their morale. They were all terrified. I'm afraid they won't have the courage to raise their weapons to go to the battlefield again. What makes him even more crazy when he thinks about it is that more than half of the one-star personal black knights died, and even the three-star warrior Rand died on the battlefield.

The silver-masked man was almost driven mad by that devil-like figure.

On the battlefield, the soldiers in black saw that figure finally fell down, one by one pinched their necks and panted heavily, as if the god of death who had strangled their necks suddenly let go of his hand, and thought it was a mountain that weighed on their hearts. The towering mountains were suddenly moved away, and the shadow of death finally disappeared. Some soldiers even lost their minds and laughed with tears in their eyes.

Before this, they never dreamed that one person, just one person, could play an army to such a collapsed level.

The mysterious cloaked man standing at the head of the bridge full of anger saw the collapse of the silver-masked man from a distance, he managed to hold back his anger and did not go to the silver-masked man to question him face-to-face. The soldier said: "You guys, carry that guy's body to my tent."

The majesty of the magician brought the soldiers who were on the verge of collapse to their senses. Immediately, a few stronger guys ran over to pick up the porcupine-like corpse covered in armor-piercing arrows, and followed Send it behind the man in black cloak.

The corpse was very heavy, and with the broken steel armor and arrowheads, it weighed more than 300 kilograms. Several soldiers in black were sweating profusely when they lifted it up. Even at this time, they didn't even dare to look at the corpse. , the soaring murderous aura that hadn't dissipated from the corpse mountain seemed to shatter their souls, and the soldiers followed tremblingly behind the man in the black cloak.

"Go out, no matter what happens, don't let anyone bother me."

After arriving at a gloomy black tent, the man in the black cloak asked the soldiers to put the corpse in the center of the tent, saying hoarsely. The soldiers rushed like fleeing for their lives, except for the tent. The air inside was filled with a gloomy, damp and musty smell, and even faintly mixed with the smell of dead bodies. Many strange sharp tools and bottles and cans were everywhere. Yes, like a slaughterhouse, no one in the entire black army wants to stay in this tent for a second.

The man in the black cloak hung up the curtain of the tent, and carefully set up a few small defensive magic circles at the door, and then a blue flame flew out of his hand, igniting the tent in the big tent. The hanging brazier, the blue flame is faint, flickering, and the tent is full of chills, as creepy as a devil's hell.

"chatterchatter..."

The laughter of the man in the black cloak was like that of a night owl. He looked at the corpse handed over with bright eyes, and said to himself with a little regret: "It's a pity, I didn't catch any alive... But fortunately, I have already I have mastered some undead magic, maybe by dissecting this kid's body, I can find some secrets of the transformation of different attributes and powers, chatter chatter chatter... master this secret, maybe I can break the bottleneck of many years and advance in one fell swoop It is possible for a five-star magician to break through the star rank and enter the ranks of the moon-level powerhouse in the future, chatter chatter!"

He laughed hoarsely, bent slightly impatiently, stretched out fingers that felt like dead bamboo to untie the armor on the corpse, and immediately began to dissect...

However, when he finally turned the corpse over to the front with great effort, the smile on his face suddenly froze instantly, and a kind of unprecedented horror appeared on his face.

Even with the gloomy scheming of the man in the black cloak, he couldn't help trembling with fear at this moment.

It wasn't because he was timid——

Even if it was anyone who suddenly saw a dead guy smiling at you with blood on his face, he would probably collapse instantly. The body of the man in black cloak made a normal human reaction.

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