MTL - Lord of the Magical Beasts-v2 Chapter 730 Cold-blooded killer
As one of the six main planes, although the area of the order plane is not as good as the chaotic plane, it is also extremely large, far beyond the small Tailun continent. Due to the strength of the city in the cloud, there are no other forces within the radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. The territory is dense and dense, and the dense virgin forest is boundless.
After witnessing the **** and crazy blood of the World of Warcraft, the onlookers of the city have long since left. Even without the patrol of the angelic team, no one dares to easily approach the cloud-like city like the battlefield of Shura. However, this evening, the sky suddenly appeared a large black shadow of black pressure, sticking to the treetops and advancing rapidly, pressing like a cloud to the direction of the cloud city.
"Quentin adults, crossed the front of the Maseraka Rift Valley, and then fly a few hours to the city of the clouds, do you want to rest in the front of the Rift Valley?" A warrior wearing a heavy armor Loudly reporting to the commander, a blood-red moon is embroidered on the armor, and the average person does not know what it stands for; but the experienced wanderer knows how terrible the moon-shaped moon represents the horrible existence. Just follow the road!
Time and space wheel!
Not every arbitrator is qualified to embroider the wheel of time and space on the armor. The experienced wanderers know that this is the squadron from the endless ocean! Although there are only a few thousand people in the current front, the combat power has made many planes wandering!
"Expand the scope of the alert, spy on the surrounding situation, speed up, and rest in the front of the Great Rift Valley!" The arbitrator named Quentin commanded a large hand and shouted.
This time, in order to uproot the Warcraft gods, the Lord of the Monarchs not only issued the **** killing order in the name of the master, but also sent the elite of the guarding meteor castle. One of the Eight Great Defenders, the giant spirits of the Great Forces, personally dispatched, and assembled the coalition forces of the major gods, and came over behind them.
As a pioneer of the army, Quentin is responsible for spying on the terrain and enemy situations near the city. In order to catch up with the time, starting directly from the endless sea, the horses are rushing, and the wind and dust have been flying at high speed for more than a month. Not to mention the ordinary arbiter, even his commander is exhausted, and then he will not take the time to rest, and the combat power will probably be a big discount.
Calling... As an elite in the arbiter, Quentin and his team, despite being extremely exhausted, are well trained and extremely fast. Soon, he was stationed in a small plain in the Rift Valley, ready to rest on the ground for one night, and then re-energized the next day.
This goes to the cloud city, even if it takes a few minutes to fly quickly, as long as the intensity of the alert is increased, there is no need to worry about accidents. The unparalleled arbitrators of the fighting force, the numerous great gods of the coalition forces, facing such a huge force, the World of Warcraft, who stayed in the cloud city, was afraid that it had already scared the six gods, and it was too late to strengthen the defense. said!
Although only a few thousand are subordinates, Quentin is full of confidence in this battle!
Unlike the average arbiter, the elite of the guarding meteor castle is not only strong in personal strength, but also proficient in joint operations. The moon's armor on the body can not only resist most physical attacks, but also be personally blessed by the master. With the addition of thorns spells, it can rebound more than 50%!
In addition, before the departure, the Frostheart Sword given by the Lord of the Monarchs also made Quentin smug. Frostmourne is said to be the fifth ruling artifact that is personally refining, sealing the mysterious and powerful force. Once the sword is out, it can control the ice law, which is powerful and can be said to be the nemesis of the fire practitioner!
"A million years ago, so many ancient wizards were defeated. This time, there are only a few or even an ancient wizard's World of Warcraft, and it is even more impossible to be an opponent!" Silently carrying a cold sword, Quentin sat in the tent. Meditate, slowly close your eyes.
Outside, without him saying more, the captain of the underlying arbitrators acted in an orderly manner. Some of the subordinate arbitrators patrolled back and forth on the small plains, and some of the commanders scattered around, expanding the scope of the warnings and laying a heavy ambush; the rest, taking the time to command the subordinates to build tents to rest on the spot.
The Maseranka Rift Valley is a rift valley that runs north-south. Some places are so narrow that a horse can jump at high speed, and some places are as wide as a basin. Quentin and his party chose a basin-like small plain to be stationed. The terrain is wide, and there is a clear lake in addition to the dense woods nearby. A group of palm-sized long-nosed fish swim around.
... The scouts who have been scattered have reported separately, and after learning that there is nothing unusual in the miles, Quentin is confidently holding a long sword and meditation, and the exhausted forward army is also rest assured. In order to spy on the strength of the World of Warcraft in the city of Yunzhong, there will be an attack on the surname of the surname tomorrow. Despite its strength, no arbitrator dares to take it lightly. Take time to rest one by one, and prepare to recharge your batteries to deal with tomorrow's war. Even after patrols and whistle on the perimeter, after a few hours of alertness, the body could not help but relax.
No one found out that a small lake that was more than a thousand steps away from the camp suddenly burst into a string of bubbles!
"Hey, Steven, I heard that the main **** of the Warcraft gods is an ancient wizard. I don't know if it is true or not?" A heavy-armed soldier leaned on a big tree lazily, saying that he was a little skewed helmet. See the captain of the Superintendent has already entered the tent to rest, simply take off the boots, and put his feet into the clear water to make a bubble.
"Who knows, after spending hundreds of thousands of years on the wall, his head is rusting. Brendan, if it wasn't for this Warcraft god, we both would have missed it for millions of years. Take a walk. Even if the Warcraft gods really have terrible ancient wizards, then we can’t worry about it. Naturally, the captain and Quentin will lead them to deal with it!” The soldier named Steven took a breath of fresh breath. The air, lying comfortably on the grass by the lake, pulling a weed in your mouth.
A long-lost taste of bitterness and pain, slowly infiltrated into the entire tongue from the tip of the tongue, reminding Steven of the scorpion that wandered around that year!
In the endless ocean of Meteor Castle, although every 10,000 years there is an opportunity to learn the mysterious law of heaven and earth, but usually have to stay on the wall all day to drink the northwest wind. In addition to the raging space and the white clouds, there is no entertainment; there is no mellow wine, no woman with a surname..., staying on the wall like a stone sculpture all day, boring and mad!
"Yeah, I heard that Quentin was rewarded by the Lord of the Monarch before leaving, and got the legendary Frostmourn Sword. With such an arbitration artifact, don't say an ancient wizard, it is ten It’s not enough to die!” said the soldier named Brendan, closing his eyes and leaning on the sturdy trees, his feet in the water, unconsciously shaking.
“When is it time for us to have the opportunity to enter the Arbitration Temple and receive an arbitration artifact?” Think of the Arbitration Temple in the Meteor Castle, think about the powerful ruling artifacts of the various leaders, Steven envy, secretly pinch Pinch the fist. According to the reward order, this time as long as the strongman around the World of Warcraft Lord is killed, there is a chance to obtain a ruling artifact, so that every soldier sees hope.
... the night is getting thicker; the cold wind is getting colder!
Whether you are lying on the grass and relaxing, Steven is still thinking about it. Fantasy himself has got a ruling artifact. Brendan, who didn’t notice the calm lake, suddenly appeared a circle of watery lines, silent. Interestedly approached both of them.
Huh... In the fascination, Fantasy got a Brendan ruling artifact. Suddenly, the feet in the water were tight, as if they were caught by something, and most of the body was dragged to the water. in. When I was shocked, I just wanted to cry out for help. The mouth was pressed hard by a big hand, and the head was forced to twist, and the throat was twisted alive!
Then, Brendan, who could not cry for help, felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been attacked by an invisible soul, and he was smashed in by a sharp dagger. Consciousness is getting more and more confused, and soon I lose consciousness!
It was too late to call for help and struggle, and Brendan, the strength of the arbiter, flew away. For a long time, after the calmness on the lake, a black shadow of a raging shawl slowly emerged from the bottom of the water. The long black hair covered half of the face, and the cold eyes looked like two icebergs, and the tail of the python flicked across the water.
The ancestral homeland, like the ghost hidden in the darkness, silently approaches another arbitrator lying on the grass!
"Hey, Brendan, you stupid, don't fall asleep and fall into the lake to feed the fish!" Steven, lying on the grass, suddenly felt a little bit wrong, whispered twice, fearing to wake up The captain of the Superintendent did not dare to yell; after a while, after a lack of response, he immediately opened his eyes vigilantly ~www.novelbuddy.com~ However, before he got up, a black shadow would be a "hh" Got to the body!
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"the second!"
After killing the arbitrator Steven, who was lying on the grass, there were dozens of steps in the body of the ancestors, and the ghosts silently approached another dark whistle hidden in the grass. The powerful and powerful hand suddenly stretched out from the grass and directly twisted the other's neck from behind. The ancestors murdered and did not bleed. At the same time, in other places near the military camp, a similar scene was also being staged. The ancestors and widows worked together to harvest the souls of many patrols and whistle silently. Compared with the ancestral homeland, they were faster and more efficient. Many people died in his hands without reacting.
With a strong close-knit and ghostly speed, the two great ancestors became the two most cold-blooded killers in history under the cover of the night!
(To be continued) ()
