My Heroic Life

Starting from this, more and more shadows appeared in the projections that the high-ranking officials and dignitaries did not know. They leaned over and bowed to the youth in the field, and some of them were wounded and bloody.

Frank had an ugly face after witnessing this huge change, and Pierre and William had begun to tremble in despair.

"You, you are crazy! No, you are all crazy!"

The obese bishop raised a trembling finger to Roland, and said in a trembling voice: "You dare, how dare you, do you know the consequences of doing this? You broke the rules!"

"Rules? Huh." Roland naturally knew that the nobles were forbidden to assassinate each other, and the customary rules of no bloodshed, but at this time this was not a threat to him, but caused him to ridicule.

"The front line is dead, why can't I kill pigs? Listen, you dirty pigs." The young man stared in anger, an incomparable momentum burst into a whirlwind, his eyes were like gold, and he smiled with murderous intent. : "Tonight, I am the rule!"

"Hey!" The ordinary Pierre, who could not bear the pressure of magic, hurriedly retreated and showed his ugliness. He looked around with horror and found that all the holographic projections in various places had been replaced by Templar knights. The murderous eyes gathered on him at this time, causing him to cry out in fear again.

In panic, Pierre lowered his body, his eyes suddenly fell on the front line of the Forest of Nine Realms that was broadcasting live on the big screen around the field.

"You, what's the use of killing us, look at the front line, look at the soldiers who have been defeated, haha, once the army of the Zonglian body arrives, you all have to die!"

Pierre straightened up. The enemy's army seemed to be the strength to straighten his spine. He shouted with red eyes, but the knights said nothing.

"You're right, the frontline army is indeed a problem." Roland nodded in Pierre's surprised gaze. He looked at the terminal and said: "It should be almost time now."

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Frontline of the Forest of the Nine Realms.

Leighton Williams is inspecting. As one of the leaders of the Frostflame Hand, he is mainly responsible for the frontal combat part of the Demon Realm in this operation. Just like now, he is boiling his own giant blood. Drive the mountain giant in the enchanted territory forward.

Beside him, priests dressed in frost-colored robes gathered together. They were subordinate priests with thin blood and limited abilities. Their combat power could reach the lower level of heroic spirits, and behind them, There are tens of thousands of apostles.

Although the clan’s strength is well-known far and wide, it has never been dominant in apostle’s strength. In fact, due to domestic policy issues, the country’s low-end combat power has lost severely. In order to evade adaptive testing, the apostles have found their way out. After taking a look at the army behind him, he realized that another group of people would definitely be missing after the war.

But it doesn't matter. In the eyes of their senior leaders, it doesn't matter how many apostles are, how many apostles are.Just replace them with monsters that don't need to be cultivated in the original ecology. He turned his head and looked at the front line. At this time, the mountain giant had already broken through the opponent's first line of defense, and the artillery fire that could only act as an obstacle was scarce.

"Have you found the position of their commander?"

Leiden said to the magicians who were in charge of observing: "In this kind of battle, the marshal will definitely use his skills on the front line to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the army and find him!"

The magician performing the technique should be in a hurry, and on the other side of the battlefield, Gil de Ray is indeed using his military strategy skills to command an army to siege the mountain giant.

With a sword against the fist the size of a monster vehicle in front of him, the skill Prelati was activated, and the skinny but powerful man glowed with a red light, and his strength further increased. He raised the fist of the giant and rushed towards him. With a weak chest and abdomen, a sword cut off most of the opponent's body.

Jill kicked the giant corpse that had fallen to him, and the cheers of his subordinates could be heard around him. He looked at the battlefield without any joy or sadness, and found that the situation was very unfavorable.

"Jean, if you are here..."

The man showed a bitter expression and was mumbling about his faithful companion. However, before he finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in front of him. A huge silver-white object struck across the sky like a meteorite hitting the front line, powerful The shock wave of the blast rolled up the soil and sand on the ground, and the earthquake caused by the impact made people within kilometers stand unstable.

Jill knelt on one knee, thrusting his long sword into the soil to stabilize his figure. He raised his head and looked forward and found that the meteorite in front of him had moved.

"You are the commander here, right."

Amidst the sand and dust, the towering giant shadow slowly stood up, as Jill watched the head in front of him change from looking up to looking up, his eyes widening.

What appeared in front of him was a frost giant with a height of at least 20 meters and a sturdy body covered in ice. His size cast shadows like a hill, and the tallest other mountain giants were only as high as his calf. Place.

Leiden looked down at the horrified faces of the soldiers on the ground, opened his mouth and let out a frost-white air current, and threw his fist at the white armored man in front of him.

Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen

As the Qualified Person of Blood of God of Ymir, the ancestor of the Frost Giant, Leighton Williams is naturally powerful, but if he talks about special abilities, he is a bit unable to make it to the table.

Because he has no magical powers at all, except for the frozen gas that the Frost Giant comes standard with, there is only one difference between him and ordinary miscellaneous soldiers-he is very big.

In mythology, Ymir, the frost giant, is a giant who licks sacred cows for a living, so besides being big, he probably knows how to lick it, but this obviously has nothing to do with combat ability, but although there is only one feature, it is enough. .

The huge body and magical power make him a super strong body. When completely liberated, the power of the incarnation is unimaginable. Just like now, Leiden hits Marshal Jill under his feet with all his strength. The huge body, violent movements, and the speed of punching But it was as fast as lightning, and Jill had only time to drew his sword to block, and a fist the size of a house had already arrived.

It was a suspicious blow that shattered the crust. The aftermath of the magical explosion swept over thousands of meters. All soldiers in this range were hit by the shock wave into the sky and flew towards the distance. The area where Jill was completely became The crater is the same as the ruins.

The giant god-like Leiden raised his brows slightly. He felt that his attack did not completely wipe out the opponent. The next moment, his fist was raised by a force.

At the center of the crater, most of the blood-stained Jill lifted Leiden's arm with a broken sword. Although he looked weak, in fact, his muscle strength was among the best among the heroic spirits, and he also had mad skills. Under multiple superpositions, he may be the rare hero in the European Union who can fight Leiden.

But even so, he has no chance of winning, because after leaving his overall leadership, the combat effectiveness of the inquisition army began to decrease. The appearance of Leiden was a huge blow to morale, and the breakthrough he opened was the mountain giant that flooded in. The line of defense is being quickly destroyed.

"Even if you survive the battle, will you be besieged?"

Jill glanced around and realized that he was in desperate situation. He held his fist and looked at the giant in front of him, and touched his arms uncontrollably with one hand.

There was a book he had recently obtained by chance with a strange texture. The cover was a wailing human face. Although it was not long ago, he had a strange affection for this book, which was obviously a magic book. He had read it a few times. Jill of the page knows that there is a kind of magic that seems to be able to summon sea monsters to devour enemies and solve the current dilemma.

Do you want to give it a try?With a roar, Jill made his force to escape from the crater. While guarding the enemy, he looked anxiously at his own dilapidated defense line. He was about to take out his book, but he heard the roar of shelling coming from a distance.

Four golden magical rays swept across the night sky, flying over the soldiers' heads and hitting Leiden’s huge body. The explosion sounded. The hot shelling reacted with the frost on Leiden, and strong water vapor emerged, making the giant painful. Snorted and roared.

"The extent of this attack is the heroic spirit, who is it?"

Leiden looked towards the direction of the shelling, and found a woman slowly approaching behind the battlefield. She had pink hair and was wearing a captain's suit only popular in the sea magic world. A scar was drawn diagonally across her beautiful cheek. However, in the air behind her, four cannons were protruding from the barrier, the red barrels still gleaming.

"you are!"

"Oh? A big guy is strong, even ordinary shelling can't penetrate it?"

Drake held the captain's cap and looked at Leiden with wide-eyed eyes. The latter's complexion changed, and he frowned and asked, "Why are the pirates of the Devilland here? This is a battlefield. Don't think that there will be no consequences for being hostile to us. "

"Well, it's really scary. If it's been a dragging my family in the past, I would probably consider whether to run or not."

Drake raised his head and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, because of some bastard giant priest, I am the only one on the Golden Deer now. If I can't set sail, I have to make some extra money. "

She looked at Leiden with murderous intent and hatred: "I think it's good when mercenaries kill giant bastards for two days. The dead souls of my crew are always short of tribute."

The tall frost giant naturally knew what the former member of the organization Hestaya had done. He knew that there was no need to say more, but suddenly there was a burst of laughter in his ear.

"Hahahahaha, in this sinister battlefield, there is really no shortage of people who have revenge. This is the so-called fate."

"when will you!"

Leiden looked at his shoulder in disbelief. On his broad left shoulder, a man in a dark green suit was standing at this time. He was laughing happily and continuously, as if mocking Leiden's carelessness.

The giant was frightened and furious for an instant, and he slapped his left shoulder with his palm. There was a loud noise bursting with ice chips, but he didn't feel the touch at all.

"This guy, so fast!"

He turned his head back and forth to look for the enemy's figure. He hadn't seen it yet, but laughter came from afar.

"Hahahahaha, I'm the first to go on the road to revenge, I can feel your inner anger."

Edmond's body was wrapped in flame-like magic and rushed to Drake's side. He stood still and smiled: "You should be the field staff that that person said."