Illimitable Until Death

“Boom...”

Around, the sea of fire was still spreading, causing a building to collapse again, gradually becoming a coke and black earth mass.

In the blink of an eye, within hundreds of meters, everything that comes into the eye turns into ruins and a fiery sea of fire, like a great catastrophe.

Sylvia stood beside the square and looked at the tragedy around her.

Always with a smiling face, I couldn't help but get a little nervous.

As for Fang Li, he merely glanced at the scene, and even if he stopped paying attention, he observed the wildlings instead.

You're welcome. Compared to these giants, who are at least three meters tall, they're like ten-year-olds.

Such wildlings, however, look like hundreds of them, surrounded by the heads of wildlings who are twice as tall as their peers, and smell like fierce beasts.

With the rubble beneath each other's feet and the fire behind them, that scene is like hell.

But in the face of hell like this, they looked straight up.

Looking at the head of the wildlings, Sylvia said nothing.

“I said...” Sylvia said with some seriousness: "Did you do all this? ”

Rumor has it that the wildlings looked at each other and immediately cast their eyes on the head of the wildlings.

Obviously, even with the language and knowledge of this era, these wildlings still follow the original forest rules and hand over all autonomy to their leaders.

The head of the wildlings, on the other hand, crooked his neck and knocked on the giant stick in his knocker, vibrating his mouth like two humans in contempt of a short winter melon.

“Who are you people? Modern inferior humans? ”

In tone, full of heights above.

“I am the king of the wildlings and will rule the world! ”

Wildling leader Haha laughed.

“Do the inferior modern people want to give in to me? But I don't want it! You're so short! It's so small! Can only be used as a soup bottom in a meat pan! Ha-ha-ha! ”

Under the ridiculous laughter of the head of the wildlings, a wildlings around him also laughed successively, like apes, beating his chest constantly.

Sylvia understood when she saw this.

“Can't we talk?” Sylvia said regrettably: "Then there is no other way. ”

Unfortunately, the leader of the wildlings was dissatisfied.

“Why do you see us not afraid?! ”

The head of the wildlings roared angrily.

“Lower modern men should hide beside them and tremble in fear! Humans who can't even do this are bastards who are inferior! That's disgusting! ”

The head of the wildlings gave the order immediately.

“Smash her! ”

The speech of the head of the wildlings made the whole group of wildlings feel foolish.

And Sylvia just looks at it calmly.

“Roar! ”

Then, a wildling man nearest to Sylvia roared, lifted a stick, launched an assault with an astonishing thrust, crashed the vehicle and kicked the rubble in front of Sylvia.

“Hoo-hoo! ”

The huge stick turned into a dumped building with terrible oppression and sound explosions, whistling and falling against Sylvia.

If you get hit by this blow, even buildings have to be smashed to pieces, let alone human bodies.

So, the shock blew away.

“Boom --! ”

Under powerful destructive forces, the ground should collapse soundly, as if it were a fragile pit, transformed into a deep pit directly hit by meteorites, rolling up a formation of sand.

As just now, the power is terrifying.

However, before the strike that shook the earth, Sylvia jumped away with great flexibility, retreating to the edge of the pit as if it had been hit directly by a meteorite, and at the moment when the sand rolled up, her body swept out like a wind, a spurt, into front of the wildlings.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Another muffled noise was stirred.

The impulse wind formed a ring-shaped vibration, which directly scattered the rolled sand and dust.

Only, Sylvia kicked herself, like a dance step, and the light spirits fell on the wildlings, but like heavy steel blocks, she kicked the huge wildlings straight out.

“Shh...! ”

Under the sharp cracking sound of the sky, the wildlings flew backwards like bullets. In the sound of "bang," they hit a pile of burning debris, roaring, covered by flames and rubble.

“What...?! ”

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, the head of the wildlings opened his mouth in surprise.

A modern man so small, with such a powerful power?

And immediately, the head of the wildlings became angry.

“Smash her! Smash her! Kill!”

With a fierce roar from the head of the wildlings, a wildling man also opened his eyes and struck out against Sylvia.

Time, ground tremors, atmospheric screams, such as the transit of the herd of beasts, filled with violent atmospheres.

Faced with that crazy group of wildlings, Sylvia was smaller than any other individual, just like the one about to be swallowed by the tsunami.

On the body, there is a sense of extraordinary presence.

As a result, a group of wildlings, like FARDC, broke into Sylvia's presence.

A thick stick completely disrupted the air and smashed it with an explosion.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom! ”

Huge shock sounds followed by loud sounds.

It was the wildlings' stick that landed on the earth, crushing the mooring roads and the stirring of the thick rock.

Suddenly, the rubble and rubble flew, the sand and the smoke were scattered, like a battlefield attacked by artillery fire, which was extremely shocking.

Under such fierce attack, Sylvia was always like a dancing elf, and between a few leaps, she avoided the whistling stick and even seized the opportunity to fight back.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Another muffled sound, but a wildling man flew out.

Sylvia kicked every wildling man in such an orderly and compelling manner.

Let the head of the wildlings see this scene, and the blue bars on the temple burst.

“Low Modern Man Ahhhhhhhh! ”

The leader of the wildlings got angry and went mad.

But just as the head of the wildlings was about to rush out, a voice called him.

“Hey, turn around. ”

Hearing this voice, the head of the wildlings maintained his angry expression and turned his head.

This action became the last of the wildling leaders.

“Choke ————! ”

The knife is shining.

Cold.

Sharp.

“Pfft! ”

Under the mutilation of the flesh, the giant wildlings were cut off by the lights of the Mercedes-Benz knife.

The upper half flew over the sky.

Stand on your lower body.

Only blood from the sky, like rain curtains.

Let the murderer, with a handful of moon-like daggers, bathe in this bloody rain.

The expression was terribly calm all the time.

Wildling leader, dead.