The Godsfall Chronicles

Ziling is not weak, but in essence is a rookie, only the weakest of the demon hunters.

Now this suddenly emerged mask man, who not only possesses the invisibility of a ghost, but also resists attack by gathering sand shields empty-handed, at least indicating that he has one or two orthodox artifacts.

A regular demon hunter rookie would be nice to have an exorcist stick.

This man has more than one artifact, and is by common sense definitely not an ordinary hunter.

The vulture recalls the normal match of the hunter, a freshly released rookie hunter often follows a senior hunter on several missions with a senior hunter, so that the rookie hunter can get exercise and experience before going out independently. This relationship is like a relationship between an intern and honesty. Is this masked hunter a senior hunter?

The vulture feels the power released by the other party, but it is not particularly strong. This is precisely the basic qualities of an experienced hunter. Only a rookie can wait to use up all his power. Real masters tend to use every minute of power with caution. As long as it is just right, there is no need to attack too hard, he just happens to possess such qualities.

There are rumors in the camp today that a big, talented hunter came to the camp and beat up the soldiers of the realm stationed in the camp. Isn't that him?

It doesn't matter whether it is or not.

The vulture has been wounded and has regressed.

At the moment of attack, the cloud eagle can clearly see the face of the bald man with the eagle's hook and nose. It is unexpected that it is a dark nucleus that can be a bald eagle. Now there is no choice, so that a little hesitation in the battle could lead to a reversal of the battle. Although the cloud hawk has no heart and dark nucleus as enemies, since he is already in this situation, he will not be merciful, so here pull the trigger of the military crossbow, the high pressure arrows keep spinning, one arrow is sent to the string, and the air pressure pulls the bowstring, and then the trigger pulls and shoots out.

The vultures hit three arrows in a row, two of which hit the thigh.

Now the body of the vulture has a total of seven short arrows, which are quite powerful, ordinary people get through one body, but the vulture wears an inner armor defense, plus a strong warrior like him, his body is many times stronger than ordinary people, so when the short arrows are shot into the body, the arrows are stuck in the muscles, there is no way to injure the gut.

Although not lethal does not mean that the vulture is fine, because the toxin applied with the arrows spreads rapidly, making the vulture begin to feel muscular paralysis. At this time, the vulture's ear sounds another scream, coming from the black-back knife he was just about to save.

The black-back knife has also been hit by a paralyzed poison arrow, and now the effect is gradually playing out, making his hands, feet and brain response dull. Where can we resist the attack of the Fat Captain and the Fleet Wind?

When!

The black-backed knife slipped to the ground.

From the wind two short swords stabbed into the chest.

Captain Fatty raised his sword directly to the head of a black-back knife and let the Guest's head fall, even the fairy can't save him. When the vultures saw the situation, they rushed to retreat. Captain Fatty came out of the wind, and Ziling picked up the exorcism stick and added a cloud eagle. The four surrounded the vulture in four directions.

The cloudhawk was not in a hurry to make a cold statement: "Condor, surrender, no more futile resistance! ”

In fact, the cloud eagle and the dark core will have no enemies. He really doesn't want to offend this dangerous group. If the vulture now surrenders in unison, the cloud eagle may find an opportunity to release him secretly, so as not to completely tear his face apart.

“Lord Bald Eagle! Let's go!”

The soldier sieged a man with scales, a huge wound to his abdomen, and even his guts were pouring out. But his face was full of madness, and all he could see was that there seemed to be a strange vest in his clothes, which was tied to a tubular surface.

This is the talent that the old goatee was supposed to recommend to the DNC. He was a genius at making explosives and is now surrounded by soldiers. He is already dying and seriously injured. He is going to set bombs on fire with these people.

Captain Fatty was shocked by the wind.

The vultures fled the wind with a slightly weaker experience and strength as they kicked through the void.

“Divine Dog! Let's all go home! ”

This bomb-bound man saw the vulture escape, and his face showed satisfaction, at least in exchange for a chance for the escape of a dark nuclear cadre, which was a dead end. There was no fire line on his body, and the explosion switch was a button wrapped around his hand, and his face was getting crazier and crazier, and it was very clear that it was the Falcon.

Fifteen meters!

Captain Fatty doesn't know how to stop it.

If it's an ordinary bomb, just say how to extinguish it. The guy's bomb detonator is in his hand, and if he comes a little closer, he could detonate it directly.

A black stick threw in.

The bomber's neck was punctured directly by a sharp triple prism pipe.

Ziling shouted, “Do you want to die with your predecessors? Die first! ”

The cloud eagle dragged Ziling: "Let's go! ”

Before the bomber's consciousness disappeared, with his last obsession and strength, he pressed a button in his hand. He saw a deafening roar, and the entire sand battalion was shaken up. Several dirt houses were collapsed over long distances due to their fragility, and he could see how powerful the explosion center was.

This bomber is not a simple character yet!

Several people were turned upside down by shock waves, and even clouds and eagles were dizzy. He was closest to the blast, so he had a slight concussion, so it didn't slow down for a while.

Lord Hunter was attacked by a bomber and turned over by a shock wave. The fat captain hurried to gather soldiers to run to the eagle. No one noticed that there was another man in the warehouse, who was no one else but the old man with the goat's beard.

The old man's eyes were red with tears.

Dead, all dead, several of them firm in faith, but also new and potentially sharp, with the right arm of his left arm, who was born dead. Now he's all dead at the hands of these goddamn realm dogs, which makes his heart feel like a knife.

Soldiers suddenly emerged as bombers, causing disorder.

The vulture also grabbed two soldiers and broke into the presence of the old goatee.

By this time, he was very weak, and the anesthetic toxin was starting to work, "Old Lo! Let's go! ”

“So no one can leave, I'll stay behind, you go! ”

“No, you go, I'll cushion the back!! ”

“This is not the time to argue about this!” The old goatee looked at the vulture with red eyes: "Don't forget your mission and bring the information back to the chief! Come on, let's go! Otherwise, my brothers will die in vain! ”

The vulture made a decision in two seconds. He bit his teeth and looked at Old Lo. He knew that any comfort now was useless and could only be promised in one man's way: “We will succeed, as long as we live for one day and as long as my blood is not dried, I will swear to kill all the god dogs to avenge you! ”

The old goatee smiled, “I regret not to see the cause! Take care!”

The vultures jumped on their legs and vanished like leopards in the dark.

“Shit! ”

“The guy's gone! ”

“One more, grab him, live! ”

The old goatee, against several of the soldiers who had come, had his eyes filled with resolute colour, and his right hand drew a weapon from the waist, a very special weapon that looked like a pistol, but at the mouth was thick enough as a toddler's arm.

Boom!

A Sky Cloud soldier's head burst open instantly.

The force of the gun directly smashed the head into pieces.

Sky Cloud soldiers were shocked to see this. They thought the old man was weak. I didn't expect him to be a good marksman. If that were the case, he couldn't rush up easily. But at a time when the soldiers were vigilant and wandering, the old man began to act, because, by contrast, he had the courage to die without precedence.

The old man stepped on the soldier who had been bombed in the head and raised the gun in his hand in one direction, precisely the cloud hawk that had just risen from the centre of the explosion. The cloud hawk has not fully recovered yet, not to mention that the explosion produced the vision of flames and smoke. He had no idea how the old man behaved until the old man's gunpoint was pointed, and he was acutely aware of the sense of crisis.

Oops!

The cloudhawk couldn't get away.

The old man's marksmanship was quite high, and when all the rage in his mouth turned into a blow, it eventually turned into an incredibly dangerous bullet that shot straight at him. But at this juncture, a fat but flexible figure appeared in front of the eagle, blocking the eagle with his body.

Boom!

Captain Fatty's sword was broken into two pieces, his chest armor was completely shattered, his blood suddenly flew across, and he was devastated, spitting blood on his back and heavily backwards to the ground.

Why would you do that?

Captain Fatty can't make it clear either.

Anyway, the subconscious did it.

The moment he was hit by this horrible bullet, he had no fear in his heart, but rather was filled with sublime pride like a fanatic.

Every Divine Warrior takes death as his home.

Captain Fatty died fighting the Dark Nuke thugs, especially by replacing his humble body with a great glorious hunter. This is the most glorious moment of his life!

Don't be afraid to die!

Die for faith, but die for nothing!

Several soldiers rushed over to surround Fat Captain, and they pressed Fat Captain's wound with their hands and feet, only to see the blood spilled out of Fat Captain's chest like a fountain and spilled on their faces, causing several soldiers to weep: "Captain! ”

The cloudhawk was completely stunned.

He had no idea Captain Fatty would do anything to stop the gun.

The elderly goatee had a strangely styled gun that seemed to shoot only two bullets. After using both, he was knocked over by a soldier who hit him directly in the head.

The cloudhawk walked down in front of the dying fat captain: “Why are you doing this? ”

Captain Fatty opened his eyes weakly and looked at the cloudhawk. He could not breathe. It was probably his lungs that were exposed to Shanghai, but a fat face pushed out a smile: “I am a soldier. ”

The soldiers of the Divine Domain accuse them of guardianship.

Guardian of everything that can be guarded, this is a divine warrior's vocation!

“The dangerous elements of these dark nuclear clubs have been immortal, and they have always planned attacks on the cities of the divine domain, killing countless innocent people.” Captain Fatty stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed the Eagle's arm: “I've tried my best, but my lord... you're on your shoulders to stop them, protect our people, protect our land...”

The cloud hawk looked at this simple, fanatical soldier and suddenly his mood became very heavy. These God-domain soldiers have never known that they were being used and have been grateful to Dade from the beginning to the present, a trust and a trust that he could not afford. ”

“Knife, do me a favor.” Captain Fatty holds the hand of a soldier with a nasal injury, as if to tell the most important thing in the world: “When I die, send the ashes back to the town... you will hand them to my mother, and remember to tell her that I died bravely, I did not humiliate her...”

The knife wipes the corner of his eyes: "Captain! I remember! ”

“My mother would be so proud of me!” Captain Fatty smiled contentedly: “Thank you, my lord... for giving me this honorable return home... glory! If there is a next life... I will surely repay you! ”

Captain Fatty said close your eyes.