Infinite Gentleman

"Opposite, opposite." Zhanchang Yuanzhenzi said: "Don't forget, O'Neill, there is still a contractor on the other side. Are you not afraid that that guy will make a fool of you and make you fall short?"

"Nero has a corps guarding by his side, so don't worry about safety." He answered sincerely and calmly. At the same time, he stabs and kills another soldier of the Imperial Guard—one inch long and one inch strong. This is really correct. Although the Roman dagger is powerful in close combat, its length is flawed.

"Eh... even if you say so..." The Gothic system elves hesitated: "Usually speaking, in this kind of confrontation, the reincarnations on both sides will look for enemies for the first time and then destroy them. At least it will be disturbing and obstructing. But sincerely, Ernie Chan doesn't care about the appearance of the other party's contractor."

"Because—" After taking a step back and avoiding a bow and arrow, he sincerely picked up a javelin on the ground and threw it over. Kill the archer on the opposite side: "The opponent's greatest enemy is me. My greatest enemy is not the opponent."

"So, how do you want to deal with that guy?" Zhen Zi couldn't help asking.

"There is no need to deal with it deliberately." Sincerely replied: "After putting down this rebellion, all the nobles who participated in the rebellion will be arrested and bloodletted one by one. Then there is no problem."

"It's so arrogant, it's so arrogant." As the system wizard said this, he took off his high heels and rubbed his sincere face with bare feet. Before dodge sincerely and unhappily, at the same time trying to grab her feet, she moved to the other side in an instant, not wanting to give any benefits:

"It's so arrogant, it's likely that you will suffer from it next, sincerely, O'Neill."

After speaking, this guy disappeared again.

"Suffers? Humph." Sincerely snorted, completely disbelieve what this guy said.

but……

It has nothing to do with what the system wizard said. After breaking through the defense of several hundred teams, I sincerely felt a little tired. At the same time, the time has arrived in the afternoon. It's going to get dark. It's also a step closer to the Senate.

The winning rate is 75%. The Senate and the remnants of the Guards were desperate. Some even started to commit suicide, and some wanted to escape, or ran over to discuss with Nero about surrender.

Those who committed suicide would commit suicide, and those who fled were caught, either by the emperor's army, or killed by his own people. But the one who came to discuss the surrender was rejected without hesitation.

This civil war is almost over. Nero? Claudius? Caesar? Augustus? Germanicus, the Roman emperor, with the assistance of a loyal general (actually only the original sincere person on the battlefield), staged a shocking reversal. The treasonous clique can be wiped out all at once.

The situation has developed to such an extent, the cards of both sides are revealed, and the bets are all suppressed. In addition to looking at the results, the only thing to look at is the results.

This is true for Zhanchang Yuancheng, and it is the same for most people. If you are beaten, you have to stand upright, if you have a mistake, you have to admit it, and if you dare to rebel, you have to die.

It's just that there are always people in this world who have insufficient IQ and lack of integrity. On the contrary, he believes that things that everyone in the universe thinks are correct and should be incorrect...Although there are not many such things, there are.

It's as if it is now.

"Ahhhhhhh! All this is an illusion, I can't scare me!"

It's like this guy:

His upper body was naked, with only a pair of shorts on his lower body. Exposing the muscles of the overdose of steroids, holding two big daddy in the crowd to kill his mother's bald guy.

Aristocratic contractor, a sincere competitor on the battlefield. The winning rate is sixty-five to seventy, from seventy to sixty, from sixty to forty, from forty to twenty-five...

At present, it seems that the mental state is not normal.

However, in this case, perhaps his mental condition is abnormal.

Half of it was because the life that was sincerely hit by the battlefield could not take care of himself, from the spirit to the IQ, from the soul to the body; and the other half was because he was crazy.

"The other party seems to have strengthened some kind of Berserker talent, um, or bloodline." Beside Sincerely, Zhen Zi, a young goth girl, calculated carefully, and then told him:

"First is the barbarian class in Diablo, and then the orc blood in the Warcraft. Then there is the power of hair in the warhammer. The frenzied potion produced by the Germanic Druid, dual-handed axe, um Well, this guy is good at playing. The enhancements are all right, although IQ is a bit low-and IQ is even lower after madness. But the fighting power is absolutely guaranteed. At the same time, there are so many enhancements, which proves this guy. I'm a veteran. I've spent at least five missions in the world, and I've definitely had a good harvest. IQ is low, but I have a lot of points, either with special care or with great luck.

In short, it's a powerful enemy, sincerely, O'Neill. "

Even if the battlefield Yuanzhen Zi said nothing, sincerely knew that he was a strong enemy.

As evidenced by the countless mutilated, short-legged corpses lying beside him, this guy is by no means an easy mess.

"So caring?" Sincerely staring at the guy and looking up and down-even though his body is all exposed, it is hard to say that this guy's defense is low.

The gleam of the skin was like a metal. At the same time, watching sincerely and coldly, the two Roman soldiers tried their best to slash and stab him, but only left a slight wound on him. Such an injury is not at all painful to the savages in the frenzy.

"It's different from the natives of the mission world. This guy is a contractor. The subordinate of a bitch who is in competition with me." At this point, the voice of Zhen Zi on the battlefield was not angry.

"The vast majority of game players will encourage contractors who kill another game player. I am no exception."

"Is there any advantage to take?"

"Of course, the level and game points are doubled. The opponent is a c+++-level character. I can give Sincere O'Neill a b-level voucher, plus five thousand game points. How about it, very generous?"

"That's it? My opponent is a monster."

After the sincere voice fell, the ballista next to him was reloaded-after one person killed a legion brigade, and then cut two ogre gladiators into bashfuls. The emperor’s army finally dared not step forward. Instead, this kind of killer was used-

Torsion structure, animal tendons, giant crossbow bolts like a javelin. The engineering masterpiece that the Romans are proud of, the core force of the Roman Legion's long-range strike.

A Roman ballista was brought to the front by them, assembled, and then fired at the guy—but it didn’t work—

If you say you missed it, or if you were shot down by the opponent's big daddy, it's fine-but it clearly hit the target-it's the chest, the chest! Right in the chest. Even the Carthaginian war elephant deserved to die—but the opponent did not.

The Roman soldiers who operated this ballista swore that they heard "clang" when the ballista hit the target! There was a loud noise. It's like hitting an iron block.

The crossbow spear just staggered him, took two steps back and regained his footing. The crossbow spear hung halfway across his chest and flickered. The kinetic energy of thousands of joules only penetrated less than half an inch.

"His chest ribs have been transformed into ribs." Battlefield Yuanzhenzi explained: "And it is the kind of heavy metal precipitation. I am afraid that the defensive power may exceed the general plate armor."

"Got it." He shook his neck sincerely. Then step forward slowly. At the same time, the Romans who saw the ballistas had no effect wailed: "Monsters" fled.

But this is not to blame them, not everyone can be a hero. Faced with such a monster that exceeds the limit of human imagination, irrational escape may be the most correct choice.

In this way, on the battlefield where the corpses were everywhere, only the original sincere battlefield and the violent barbarians with abnormal brains remained.

"Slightly difficult."

While speaking sincerely, the barbarian who found the target let out a terrifying roar.

Although his IQ was not high, he still recognized the person in front of him-the original sincere battlefield, who called himself Wright Baldwin's bastard. At the same time, he was the culprit who fell into this field.

"Kill you!!!"

He was stunned for a moment, and then showed a mixed expression of anger and ecstasy. The next thing is like a super heavy tank, and it pounces sincerely in the direction-the corpses piled together along the way, the broken armor of weapons, the wooden shelves piled by the vendors, and other altars and pots are all like paper. The same was hit by him.

There is a simpler logic in this guy's simple mind——

Kill the original sincerity on the battlefield and kill the opponents that compete with him, then everything can be easily solved.

At the same time, Battlefield Yuanzheng smiled and greeted him. First, he walked forward slowly, and then increased his speed a little bit. Before the opponent reacted, Battlefield Yuanzheng had already broken through the limits of humanity. Rush forward--

Completely different from the other party, sincerely running forward, the dust is not stained, not to mention the big obstacles, even the dust and blood on the ground could not be shaken.

While moving forward, sincerity also completed his logic.

A person's life and death cannot determine the outcome of a war. Even monsters such as barbarian berserkers are the same.

But to say so...