Mechanical God Emperor

Gerald looked at the humiliated 300 Pokémon and laughed out loud: "Ha ha, 300 Pokémon! We'll make a fortune this time!! These elves are stupid. They think they're stronger than us, they dare fight us! What a fool! If they run away from the beginning, we can't do anything about them! ”

Thousand casualties of that slave hunting regiment were not on Gerald's mind. With enough money, with the strength of their family, you can recruit as many as you want.

Androtes also smiled with a little pride: "Pokémon's weakness is too arrogant! They think they are far stronger than us, and they don't see us as human beings. How could they have stayed and fought us if they hadn't thought they were stronger than us? Both of these elf chicks possess the temper of a heavenly knight, and I'm sure they won't even look at a little character like us who isn't a knight at all. But now they are captured alive by us, and that is the power of our human intelligence. ”

“Nor do they think that we dare to catch them and naturally have our own cards. This elf leader, he's a brainless piece of crap.” Anotes sarcastically, as if he was panicking: “No, this elf leader is not * * *. This is the real brainless piece of crap called the Costel chick with the beauty of God. We caught him alive before we could even play our part. The other elf leader was distracted, so we caught him alive. ”

Belinda sniffed, slightly trembling and filled her heart with remorse.

As Anotes said, if Belinda had fled directly to the direction of the Miracle City where Yang Feng was located, there would have been no opportunity for this group of slaves. She is also a powerful bully, which dares the warriors of these slave hunting regiments to face the fierce battle, but never expected this human slave hunting regiment to be as cunning and targeted.

If you're in the Elf Forest, the 300 Elf Archers can fly a kite and shoot the 4,000 Slave Squad fighters to collapse, losing no more than 10 of themselves. Belinda fought with the Human Slave Trappers in the Elf Forest, hunting down unknown numbers of human mighty men, and even Sky Knight masters died under her arrows. But losing to Anotes and Gerald, not even knights, filled her with remorse.

Karina trembled with tears of humiliation and remorse in her eyes. It is precisely because she was caught face to face that Belinda was shaken and captured by life.

Otherwise, with the strength of Belinda's Cavalier, it is perfectly possible to kill a bloody path from the crowd and escape alone.

Gerald walked up to Karina, squatted down, lifted Karina's chin, talked about it, excited: “This chick is the chick who calls herself the beauty of God, the Colosdale family? The skin really comes out of the water, and the bee hips are stunning and charming. Ha ha!”

The Pokémon Beauty of the Colosdale family is a beautiful beauty that even the emperors of the great empires will love. Gerald naturally wants to take a closer look at Karina's face.

Suddenly, a long sword passed directly through Gerald's chest, a drop of blood dripping down the tip of the sword.

Gerald covered his chest, coughed up a lot of blood, stared horribly at Anotes, and shook, “Why? ”

“It turns out to be a scarce right heart owner.” Androtes frowned slightly and smiled: “Gerald, don't you think there are so many elves, there are too few of them? So please go to hell! ”

As soon as Anotes drew his sword, a great deal of blood sprayed from Gerald's chest into the earth. Immediately after that, he wielded his sword, cutting Gerald's head off in absolute majesty, and drank loudly: "Do it! ”

The militiamen affiliated with Anotes were already mentally prepared, suddenly in distress, waving their swords at their comrades who had just fought side by side.

Gerald's militiamen couldn't reach defense, and were slaughtered most of the time. Remnants of the militiamen knew there was no reason to survive, biting their teeth, and frantically killing alongside the Anrotes' militiamen.

The magic apprentice on Gerald's side was attacked by Anotes' militia in the first place and killed in seconds. Enrotes' militiamen, on the other hand, were the Magic Apprenticeships, killing Gerald's soldiers in madness, spreading as wildly as a snowball.

Some of the Gerald's militiamen who wanted to escape were also left behind by the magic apprentices.

One of Gerald's militiamen screamed, “Anotes, how dare you kill our Count Abbott's only son? He will never let you go! Together with your family, you will be killed by all of us, Count Abbott. ”

“You don't have to worry about that! I dedicate this beautiful Crosdale family elf to His Majesty, who will surely grant me a title above the Heritage Count. And with these 300 elf beauties, I can totally weave a powerful network in Emperor. I don't think Count Abbott would dare build it again in the Emperor! Just give me a few years, and Count Abbott is nothing! ”

“Finally, thank you for being my stepping stone and helping me take a solid step towards the top of my power! You're worthless. You can all die now.” Anotes smiled slightly at the Gerald's militia.

Gerald's militia was slaughtered in the last resounding scream.

When Androtes saw his own militia slaughter Gerald's militia, he smiled on his face and patted his hands gently: "Okay! My dearest men, besides these two elves, you may choose ten elves for your reward. And of course, distinguished apprentices of magic, each of you can go and pick an elf. ”

The red-eyed Arotelian militants were all cheering.

Ten Pokémon, ten times stronger than the one that Gerald promised.

The magic apprentices who followed Androtes also glanced at the elves and measured them indiscriminately, revealing their greed.

The status of those apprentices of magic, though high, differs greatly from that of formal magicians. They are not entitled to the existence of elf slaves.

Those elves are struggling, tears of pain and humiliation in their eyes. They all know how terrible and tragic it would be to fall into the hands of mankind as slaves.

“This is no good, these elves are my friends! ”

At this time, Yang Feng's voice came from far away from the sky.

Anotes's face suddenly changed dramatically and looked up.

Everyone in the room looked up to the sky.

Yang Feng stepped on a magic carpet, covered in a sacred light filled with holiness and light, as if the gods had descended from the sky and flown this way.

“Chucken! Shoot him down!” Anotes's face growled louder, while his body quickly retreated a few steps back and retreated into the escort crowd.

An archer with a knight of the earth took a step forward, gushing, curved bow, and an arrow fired straight at Yang Feng like a meteor.

Boo!

With a crisp sound, Yang Feng instantly sheathed the third-level secret sword of Holy Light between his waist.

Yang Feng smashed the bow and arrow directly into pieces with one sword.

Anotes stared and mumbled: "Demon Wu Shuang. Fix it. How is that possible? It's not just the goddess or the demigods who are strong enough to do it. He's just a great magician and a human being. Wu Shuangxiu!!! ”

The elves on the ground are staring at each other and can't believe their eyes.

On the Fiso side, because of the presence of a magic net covering the entire side, the magician of the whole side will forget the magic he remembered the day before. Under these circumstances, the magician has no time to practise magic and has no energy at all to practise martial arts. The stronger the magician, the weaker his body is basically.

This is also the reason why the top-faced anthropologist despises the various cultivation heritage of other top-faces. In addition to the Way of the Spirit, only the ancient powerful beings of demons, ancient demons, ancient demons, etc. can fight the anthropomorphists on the face of the heavens.

Yang Feng shook gently, jumped off the magic carpet, a light feather technique held onto himself,

The Anrotes' militants quickly went forward and surrounded the past towards Yang Feng.

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth fluttered slightly, his eyes were deep, he swept past a red, his killing divinity was constantly trembling, his blood boiled, he took a step forward, and he made a sword!

A ray of blood flashed, and those Arotelian militiamen blocked in front of Yang Feng automatically split one body into two pieces and sprayed blood.

Those blood splashes, but Yang Feng's body was covered with a layer of life force field all the time. The blood was bounced off as soon as it came into contact with his life force field.

Sword out, invincible!

No one can stop Yang Feng's sword.

On that ground, Karina and Belinda watched Yang Feng walking in the crowd, all deeply attracted, and couldn't help but look at him.

In the crowd, Yang Feng seemed to turn the killing into an art, with a dangerous and demonic charm. That is the blending of the killing god with the blood of the Black Dragon, combined with the constant maturation and transformation of Yang Feng himself, exudes an exotic charm.

Yang Feng's blood boiled, but his battle was very calm. With each sword, he had a deeper understanding of the sword technique, and the killing god's power would also increase with a little bit.