Bear Lord Volibear

"Wentiel, why..."

He murmured in cold sweat, and found that the scenery beside the ship was retreating rapidly, as if driving at high speed.

"My lord, forgive me for being rude, but the nightmare is starting to move again, and even more violent!"

The shipman yelled nervously, as if to verify his words, a black pillar large enough for twenty people fell from the sky, fell into the edge of the ship and shook with ripples that almost capsized.

That is one of the feet of the black mud spider!

Not only the feet, the black mud spider wants to approach the coast at a speed nearly twice as happy as before. If the speed just now is an elderly person in a wheelchair, then the speed at this time is already a disabled person on crutches. Look at the posture. , It only takes less than ten minutes to log in.

If it were allowed to land, it would definitely be a terrible disaster. The size of the black mud spider is about a quarter of the fortress, and it can crush all the buildings with any pressure, let alone the shadows of the nightmare. Touch it and you will be drawn into a dream.

"Will you not forgive me?"

Until the ship docked, the Viscount, who was soaked by the lake and heavy rain, was still muttering in despair. Quinn called for him to give orders without responding.

Everyone looked at each other. They thought that everything would be fine as long as the Viscount enters the dream to soothe it, but how does it seem that the situation is worse, not only the monsters coming out of the dream are still aggressively attacking, and even the lord of his own is desperate.

"Take the adults down to rest. Then we can only rely on ourselves. The shelling will continue and organize the evacuation of residents."

Quinn looked at the soldier who had lost his backbone. It was obvious that the soldier shook a lot. Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion and fear, and they could only stand up and try to preside over the overall situation.

But a familiar hand patted her shoulder.

"No, this is my responsibility and punishment. No one can execute it for me."

The Viscount let out a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were dazzling like thunder, as if the blood and bravery of his youth had returned to him.

After all, since the disaster of the nightmare, he has no choice, or the girl has made a choice for him from the beginning.

He has been the lord for so many years, but it was not made by my sons and daughters. Since there is only one way, no matter what kind of hell the girl has prepared for him, there is only a narrow road to meet and die calmly.

"Give me an order to bombard Nightmare's legs and cover a death squad member from boarding the ship and approaching the nightmare monster."

"Yes, my lord, just ask, I will arrange the name list of the death squads right away."

Quinn watched her lord regain her fighting spirit and felt that her morale was high, as if she had returned to the time when she was fighting side by side in the past, but when she was about to leave, she was held back by the viscount.

"No, there is only one person on the death squad."

"Viscount Boroswin."

Chapter 22 The Choice You Can't Guess

The thunderstorm was violent, and the dim rain screen flashed in an instant, setting off the viscount's calm and cold expression.

"fire!"

The rumbling sound was neat and orderly, just a volley. The huge black mud spider lost one leg in an instant, and it was nearly ten meters in diameter. The legs looked like a house and the legs exploded into black mud covering the lake in an instant. Let the black mud spider move steadily and stagger.

This is the superconducting artillery that can blast the Duke of Iron Tribulation!

As a product of the age of god creation, even the original gunpowder used, its power is still extremely terrifying, let alone the black mud, even the iron golem will be scrapped under this gun to become an iron lump, if not for the previous Viscount’s order , So that the gunners were afraid of rebirth and fear of being backed up, breaking the 16 legs of the black mud spider long ago.

With just four rounds of shelling, the huge black mud spider that looked like a city lost all its arthropods on one side, holding it slantingly on the lake, and the other half of the arthropods rowed helplessly, but couldn't stand up.

But this order was a bit late, so that the shadow of the nightmare was less than a hundred meters away from the shore.

But a ship rushed through the walls of these nightmare shadows like an arrow from the string.

It is the Viscount!

I have to say that he has been able to rule as a lord for so many years and has absolutely no water at all, doing things decisively and harshly.In order to speed up the ship, I used explosives plus a propulsion plate to accelerate. Yes, just like the principle of an origami boat, as long as the explosive is placed behind the propulsion plate and detonated, the ship almost becomes a formula car and hurried out against the water surface. The shadows of the nightmare were smashed to pieces just before they came into contact with them.

The momentum is like a broken bamboo.

But after all, the boat was made of wood and not diamonds. After passing through the nightmare, it fell apart almost instantly and threw the viscount forward. He bounced and fell on the lake like a drifting stone.

Finally sank on the edge of the black mud spider.

But within a few seconds, another hand floated on the lake and grabbed the edge of the body of the black mud spider that was larger than the island!

The soldiers along the coast were in high spirits and cheered.

He succeeded!

But after he went up, many nightmare shadows emerged from the black mud blocking him, no more sweeping than the scattered on the lake, and he was no more than 100% away from the half-soaked lake center manor. Meter.

But so what!

Pulling the waterproof cowhide bag, there were countless stick-shaped explosives inside. The fire was lit and dropped into the nightmare cluster, and a large piece of it burst into pieces.

Then he burst out billowing smoke.

With one sword and one shield, he opened the bow from left to right, the sword light was fierce, the iron fist was fierce, and the nightmare that ordinary people could not avoid was as fragile as glass in front of him, almost one blow, not to mention hurting, even blocking the footsteps. Black smoke.

It's unparalleled!.

One person, one sword and one shield, but within a minute of effort, he forcibly rolled out a broad road in the nightmare cluster and stepped on the uncovered land near the lake center manor.

finally reached!

He pushed open the wooden door that had been broken under the shelling, squeaking sharply as if he was crying inside, but his movements were not messy.

Even though the waves in his heart are already turbulent, the old warmth of the smiling face in his memory keeps emerging in front of his eyes, he still maintains the warrior's vigilance and habit of carefully approaching the place where the nightmare began.

I saw the person he loved and hated the most.

The girl was still lying peacefully on the pale pink silk bed, her sleeping posture was sweet, her complexion was pale, and her unpredictable nightmare swarms, like sleeping beauties who have slept for thousands of years, and all kinds of disputes outside have nothing to do with her.

The fingers of the viscount holding the sword could not help but let go.

But he turned his head suddenly, only to find that the passage behind him had disappeared!

At this moment, there is no manor in the heart of the lake. He is in a broken wall. From the foundations and utensils of various sizes of door frames, he can vaguely recognize the former appearance of the animal town.

He clearly didn't fall asleep at this moment, and he was forcibly drawn into a dream!

"Brother, you are here."

The girl slowly sat up from the bed, her immature face became taller and colder, her long icy blue hair half-floating, her pair of deep blue eyes with some expectation.

"Now is the time for you to make a choice."

"Wendell, is this necessary?"

He held the sword tightly with his right hand, his face was full of struggle and pain.