paranoianovel Chapter 58 Let Him Escape?
Chapter 58 Let Him Escape?
The True Monarch Moyu Hunben squatted on the ground, holding both hands, with his middle and index fingers facing each other. With an indomitable momentum, he stabbed forward, and then turned violently!
Congratulations! Lightning pierces the dawn!
glory! The long sword shattered flesh and blood!
What does that feel like?
Claudia felt a thunder flash in her mind, and all the magic knowledge in her mind was blown to pieces.
She didn't know how to describe it. In short, something was broken along with her fragile heart.
She didn't want to continue chanting magic at all now, chanting bullshit magic, and the chanting in her mouth had turned into a broken scream.
She just wanted to use her fire magic to wrap up and burn the human warrior behind her, burn it to ashes, then mix his ashes into the shit and feed it to the dogs.
"Damn it, I don't have any strength left, even the flow of magic energy is disturbed!"
Claudia, the great mage of the legion, gritted her silver teeth, but she was still a great mage, and now that she had reacted, she wouldn't be able to deal with a player.
She staggered a few steps, endured the pain behind her and turned around. A weakened version of the Dragon Breath Technique was chanted by Claudia in two seconds.
The raging flames instantly engulfed the Moyu Hunben Zhenjun who was still looking at him and gently twirling his fingers, "hehe" with a silly smile.
Although the real Lord Moyu Hunben was sent back to the resurrection point, his sacrifice was worth it.
He contributed to the organization's wins.
The battlefield covering magic of the legion-level mage was interrupted, and the knights who were struggling to support them instantly lost their spirits.
The strength in his body was gradually drained away like the water in a reservoir with the stopper pulled out, and his majestic body became soft and could only passively bear the ravages of the players.
Compared with the low momentum of the Knights, the players became more courageous and high-spirited as they fought. They also saw the cool operations of the true king who was trying to catch fish.
And cheer for it.
"Fuck! Niu Boyi! (broken sound)"
"It's so sexy, so sexy. I want to try this trick too."
"As expected of a boss bound to Taishang Buyi, his brain circuit is just different."
"Knight giegie, weren't you crazy just now? Why are you so weak now?"
Under the onslaught of the players, these knights suffered countless blows. Finally, their fighting spirit was exhausted, and they fell to the ground without any fighting spirit, looking like they had been beaten.
"I, I surrender, don't rush anymore...wuwuwu..."
A knight with a bruised nose and face knelt on the ground and begged, in less than three minutes.
He received more than a dozen blows on each side of his face, his nose was picked and his eyes were poked by the lunatics in front of him, and he was even cut seven or eight times in the lower part.
Who can withstand this?
It's not like he's wearing iron crotch pants, what the hell! Those madmen scratched his leg armor to pieces.
As the knights surrendered one after another, the players' attacks became more and more serious. At most, they cut off the bottom path and did not attack the vital points.
The battle gradually subsided, and the remaining defeated soldiers were gathered by the prisoners, leaving no one behind who resisted.
In the end, only a few knights were killed by the players, and most of them survived.
Living knights can be exchanged with the Winter King for rewards, which is far more cost-effective than the experience points and rewards obtained by killing a knight, so players are more restrained.
Moreover, the game is so bloody. In fact, warrior players still feel a little psychologically uncomfortable when killing these game monsters. Even if the system blocks some pictures into mosaics, the human brain can still associate them.
When the players came to Claudia Legion Mage, this beautiful female mage was lying on the ground with her sexy buttocks sticking out, looking for ashes. Her eyes were empty, her mouth was chattering, and she seemed not to be in a normal state of mind. .
Under the mage's robe with high slits, warm blood flowed out from his thigh along the round curves.
"Where are the ashes? Where are the ashes? How come there aren't any?"
"Hey hey hey..."
The resurrected True Monarch Moyu came back to Claudia's legion mage, with a cold smile on his face, and asked in a calm tone:
"This beautiful female mage, are you looking for gold ashes, silver ashes, or are you looking for my lsp ashes?"
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The entire war came to an end after the two legion-level great magicians lost their combat effectiveness.
The Great Mage was their hope and dignity for their final comeback, but now, one was captured and the other was reduced to smithereens by the King of the Hill's siege artillery.
As long as they surrendered, they would survive. These soldiers, who had been gathered again by Creon and were still attached to their lives, dropped their weapons one after another.
Creon has been nailed to the ground by Xiwei.
A large cracked pit was created on the ground by the long sword in Xi Wei's hand.
Creon was lying inside, lying in a pool of his own blood. Before he died, he was still talking about Earl Ampere, whom he had watched since childhood.
"Everyone in this world has their own position. Since you are an intruder, be prepared to be crushed."
Xiwei pulled out his long sword with a cold expression as he scanned the entire smoky battlefield.
He didn't dare take a big breath.
Because it really stinks.
It would be better to use less of this insidious method in the future.
"Have you found that rat from Viscount Bouton?"
Xiwei turned around, gently covered his mouth and nose, and set his eyes on Clemon.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. He seemed to have escaped when our Venom Dragon appeared. Now I have sent people out to look for him, but they may not be able to find him."
Clemont bowed slightly and lowered his head. His armor was covered with the blood of the enemy, and his tone was full of apology.
It is a very unwise act to let an enemy go, even if Viscount Bouton is not a ruthless character.
But Clemont knew Seavey.
This man whose majesty is getting stronger day by day has a strong desire for control. He can't tolerate sand in his eyes and hates the feeling of being cared about.
Xiwei also had an ugly face when he heard this, and his hand holding the conqueror's sword clenched tightly.
The last time he let that bitch run away, it was inconvenient for him to attack Butun Territory to avoid provoking a national war.
Now the Winter Country is in dire straits. If Viscount Buton escapes back to the Andorra Empire, I still can't do anything about him. I can't build a strong enemy for myself just because of Viscount Buton.
The most he could do was send someone to assassinate Viscount Buton.
The more Xiwei thought about it, the angrier he became, feeling angry in his heart.
"Oh, oh, oh~ Who makes our heroic and capable Winter King so angry? Is it him?"
A melodious and sultry voice, like a nightingale singing, suddenly came, with a soft tone as if a girl was whispering in her ear.
This voice was very familiar to Xi Wei. The owner of this voice was spanked by him and hung on the city wall before.
Xiwei looked up in shock.
On the edge of the battlefield, a beautiful girl who seemed to be bathed in holy light was walking slowly.
Although her petite and fair feet were naked, they were not stained with dust. Her pink red lips raised a friendly smile, her two shallow pear dimples were sweet and intoxicating, and her eyes were as gentle as water.
This girl is as holy as an angel walking in the world, and also like an elf who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
Of course, the premise is to ignore the fact that Viscount Buton was pinching his neck with one hand and was covered in wounds. He was extremely miserable and dying, as if he had been tortured.
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