The Godsfall Chronicles

The power of the Mouse King failed to wipe out the mercenaries, which surprised the black weirdo, and the mercenaries were much bigger than they could have imagined. But it doesn't matter, what kind of threat can a mercenary who is still under control, exhausted and seriously injured?

This mission has been a conspiracy from the beginning, against the Black Flag Camp, against the Bloody Queen conspiracy, and I'm afraid they have begun to prepare for a full-scale attack on the Black Flag Camp!

The Black Flag Camp elite suffered heavy losses.

Yellow Springs mercenaries were framed again.

The wounds of the Bloody Queen have not healed.

This time, the situation is probably worse than expected, with the black flag camp at stake.

At this time, dozens of figures appeared on all sides, one in typical wilderness costumes, leather metal rugged armor, half-faced sand masks and goggles, weapons mainly firearms and crossbows, a very well-equipped wilderness force that came down from an empty boat, so they were all under the Black Robe Monster.

The Black Robe Weird asked in a very sincere tone: "How do you want to die? ”

“That's a lot of bullshit!” The cunning fox raises his hand and shoots the black robe weirdo, driven by huge penetration force, he steps backwards to stabilize, a thumb-sized penetration wound appears in the chest, "you die first! ”

Shot!

Mercenaries are incredible.

Such a short distance, such a powerful warhead, such a serious penetration wound, just in the most lethal part, I'm afraid no one can survive.

These factors, taken together, are no exception in common sense, but let us not forget that the land beneath our feet is wilderness. This goddamn wilderness is not impossible, and there's nothing absolute about it. The most frequently subverted thing in this place is common sense. How else would a monster like the Mouse King appear?

The Black Robe Weird did not fall, did not scream, did not tremble in pain, did not show any reaction due to being shot, did not even bleed out of the wound, stood so upright in front of the mercenary.

Mercenaries have a strange feeling.

This shot was simply a piece of wood that didn't hurt and didn't move.

“Surprised? ”

The black weirdo breathing mask heard a low voice, he slowly took off the black gloves of his left hand, exposed from inside was not a normal hand, several purple and black tentacles spread out like whips, each with a sharp bone blade at the tip of the tentacle.

The black weirdo isn't normal, he's a monster!

Crazy dogs rush up with two machetes: “I don't believe you. You can be so arrogant. ”

The Black Robe Weird swept out his left arm, the five tentacles interwoven with each other, the bone blade attacked in different directions, and the mad dog hurriedly chopped left and cut right to resist.

Boo!

Crazy dog had a cut on his shoulder.

Boo!

Crazy dog with a wound to his thigh!

Boo!

Crazy dog's abdomen was quickly cut through.

“Stop fighting and run! ”

The cunning fox yelled at the black robe monster for two consecutive shots, one in the chest, the other in the head, the black robe monster mask was smashed in half, this gun directly into the skull, he was hit backwards in a row, one hand covered in the head, the mouth yelled, it was seen that the monster was really weak in the head, but even if it hit his head, there was no way to kill him immediately.

Wilderness fighters are getting closer.

This way we'll be surrounded.

They are all in possession of long-range weapons, trapped within range, and mercenaries are certain to die.

Cloudhawks and mercenaries rushed to hold the seriously injured mad dog, and a group of mercenaries began to rush in the direction. By this time, the Black Robe Weird had reappeared, a warhead appeared in the palm of his hand, his head slowly creeping around the wound, and his flesh was constantly regrowing.

No wonder this monster isn't afraid of bullets.

He is an extremely powerful restorative evolutionist whose wounds heal in a very short period of time unless he is completely killed in an instant. The leader of the sweep regiment that attacked the Black Flag camp was an extremely powerful controlling evolutionist who was already perverted, and did not expect to encounter a perverted one this time.

A cloud hawk doesn't know how many such men the Devil has!

What about the Bloody Queen? Can she handle it?

However, now is not the time to worry about the Bloody Queen. If the mercenary regiment is full of fighting power and in the best possible condition, it may be possible to compete well with this monster. Now there is no hope at all, let alone the Black Robe Monster has dozens of well-equipped fighters.

The cloud hawk held the mad dog in front, the cunning fox stood in the middle, after three or four mercenaries broke off, the group quickly ran to a slope, the mercenaries could not see behind the slope, it seemed a large cliff, but now there was no way to go.

The Black Robe Weird chased after him, shaking his left arm hard, and the bone blade flickered with his hands.

It's like a few phantoms crossing the sky to chase a mercenary.

The tsunami struck, and instantly, two mercenaries had to stop, pulling out their weapons and turning around to defend themselves, only to resist two or three attacks, stabbing them with one hand at the angle of extreme diamonds, instantly causing huge wounds to their necks, and the tracheal acoustic arteries were completely broken.

Two mercenaries fell on the slope without screaming, spraying their hands over their necks, but struggling for a few moments without moving.

The Black Robe Weird isn't moving fast, but it's almost impossible for a mercenary to be in a state like this.

“Looks like a cliff up ahead!” The mad dog roared away from the cloudhawk and the mercenaries beside him, and by this moment he was already scarred, his abdominal wounds were so deep that he almost saw his guts: “Run! I'll stop them! ”

Crazy dogs know they're hurt too bad.

He chose the end of the fight!

“Let's help you!” The three mercenaries stopped and said to the cunning fox with perseverance and determination: "Boss cunning fox, let's go! ”

The Black Robe Weird is too powerful, and there are too many of them.

It's almost impossible to get away with it all. You can only get killed one at a time!

Now someone has to stay for a while, and the most powerful melee in the mercenary regiment is the mad dog, but in his current state, there is no way to block the Black Robe Weird alone. Several other mercenaries have chosen to stay behind, and none of them are better than the Yellow Springs Mercenary Corps. If they join forces, they can last a minute or two.

Everybody understands.

No chance of winning.

They chose to stay. There was only one way to die.

“The only thing I've ever done right in my life is to be friends with a fat man like you. In the last 20 years, I've built a mercenary corps, broken into the wilderness, drunk and killed women. I've had a great time and a lot of fun!” The mad dog looked at the ever-smaller encirclement, and his ugly, bloodstained black face was flat, and despite the wounds, he raised his machete and rushed out, "Enough is enough! I'll go first! ”

“Yellow Springs mercenaries are a lifetime honor too!” Three mercenaries follow the mad dog: "Crazy Dog Boss! We'll die with you! Be a companion on Huangquan Road! ”

Though there is no legend of the mad dog boss, and although there is no ability of the cunning fox boss, what a shame in this wilderness to meet some tough and worthy leaders, to follow them and fight with them and die with them? If you choose again, they'll still be joining!

Wilderness fighters started shooting with their guns.

Five blade tentacles of the Black Robe Weird attacked four people simultaneously, the attack was dispersed, natural pressure was greatly reduced, the mad dog avoided several dangerous attacks in a row, and under the cover of several mercenaries, the fury chopped them up.

When!

Black Robe Weird holds the machete right.

Crazy dog is more than twice as powerful as Cook, so the whole leather glove was torn apart by enormous force, but black robe weirdo right hand is not the same as left hand, right hand is basically the same as human palm structure, just thick and coarse covering structure similar to external bone, skeletal hardness can approximate steel, but after catching a mad dog knife, bone is massively broken, the strength of crazy dog is also visible!

The Black Robe also has a small amount of manpower. After holding the mad dog's knife, the mad dog is prevented from pulling away for a while. The left arm is simultaneously attacked with three tentacles, from the chest, abdomen and back, and stabbed into the mad dog.

Mercenaries yell, “Crazy dog boss! ”

Crazy dog mouth spilled a lot of blood, eventually the power erupted, a knife cut in the head of the black robe monster, the entire blade half embedded in it.

The mad dog has reached the limit, otherwise this knife is played with normal power, the weirdo's head is directly split in half, then no matter the weirdo's resilience is stronger, he will not survive!

Wilderness doesn't if.

Crazy dogs have done their best.

Shots were fired all around, three mercenaries were shot multiple times, had been beaten fleshly, but still ignored, fearless to kill, the long sword stabbed all into the black robe weirdo.

This moment seems to be rated!

Four mercenaries fight to the last moment of their lives!

When the eagle looked back, the body of the mad dog was cut open directly by several bone blades, and countless pieces of blood were spilled in loess soil, and the other three mercenaries were poured into the bloodstream forever.

“Crazy dog, wait for me! ”

The cunning fox knew what was happening, and he knew that his 20-year old friend had come to the end of his life.

Twenty years.

Twenty years of dating!

In these turbulent times, in this brutal wilderness, in this dark age, it is worth counting on your life for your friend, Cape Phoenix, not to mention being born to death for 20 years!

There is no expression of grief on the cunning fox's face. Grief is the emotion of the weak, who are not needed in the wilderness. Death is the fate of mercenaries. Crazy dogs just go one step ahead.

What will be behind this slope?

A sand slope, a cliff? Is it life? Is it a dead end?

Mercenaries no longer have a choice.

Black Robe Weird and Wilderness troops continue to hunt up, bullets, arrows, perilously and perilously, but now it's over a hundred meters beyond the hillside.

Not enough time.

There's not enough time!

The cunning fox shouted to the eagle: "Kid, you keep running, whatever it is, just jump! ”

“But...”

“Escape, that's an order! Survive, that's an order!” The cunning fox slows down, and he shouts to the eagle: “Be strong! Be stronger! Better than anyone! You have to find out who's behind this. You have to avenge us! Do you understand me? ”

The cunning fox stopped.

The last few mercenaries stopped.

They've decided to stay until the end of the battle.

The cloud hawk's brain was blank and running wildly upwards, and he heard gunfire behind him, and he heard the dying roar of mercenaries behind him, and these sounds were like a whip and a spell fell on him!

Run!

Alive!

Revenge!

As the eagle climbed above everything, he suddenly felt dizziness and despair. Behind the slope was an incredibly large cliff, engraved like a sky on a wilderness earth, at least hundreds of meters deep, a ninety degree slope, without any cushioning, and at the bottom was forest rubble.

Mercenaries have no hope of survival since the beginning?

Even at the end of the struggle, it was the end of the road.

The cloudhawk appears alone on the edge of a high cliff, as if it were an animal forced to the end of its path.

He turned around and saw the mercenary fall all over the ground, the cunning fox leaning on a stone, at least ten bullets, one pair of eyes open to look at this, he was dead.

The cloudhawk never thought that the fat man would give his only hope and chance of survival to the newcomer in less than two months, nor did the cloudhawk ever think that this insidiously cunning fat man, this ferocious and cruel group of mercenaries, would die indignantly, just to give his companions a chance to live.

The eagle stood up and raised its arms to the sky, shouting an angry cry.

The wind roared, the yellow sand rose, and the wilderness was lost. As small as he was, a man's figure could not cover the earth, but his voice could emit far and far away, and there was a shocking power in it!

It's a struggle, it's a struggle, it's an insubordination, it's anger!

He cursed the day, he cursed the land, he cursed the wilderness!

This is an ant who dares to roar with the sky, but is weak but fearless. Even at the last moment, he is not willing to compromise on his destiny!

Ultimately, I jumped.

The cloudhawk just jumped.

When dozens of wilderness fighters gathered at the edge of the cliff, hundreds of meters high in the huge lag space of the cliff, only a few black freaks circled, and the teenager was long gone.

Did you fall?

This height is a dead end no matter what!

Unless a cloud eagle really turns into an eagle and can fly away with its wings, there is no chance of any miracle happening!