The Godsfall Chronicles

Cloudhawk won't run again.

The wilderness is not in the wild.

Why isn't the realm another wilderness? It's just some extra powder.

The clouds and eagles now have enough power, so they prefer the freedom of the wilderness to the realm that binds them to their feet. If they don't see it right, they kill it. If they annoy themselves, they chop it off. They grieve, they are happy, they feel free to do what they want. That's why they call it living!

A group of grey fox sand wolves were ready to attack, and they didn't notice, but the red eye mask escaped in chaos, and several big men pulled the trigger with their guns pointed at the cloudhawk.

This is a handmade, handmade gun in the wilderness that shoots very slowly and needs to be loaded manually, but it's not weak. Several guns fire at this distance simultaneously, or it's very lethal, even a boar can get hurt.

The cloud eagle pupil slightly contracted in the pupil, hidden about scarlet marks, like a ghost fire in the night, several bullets fired out of the trajectory for a moment was thoroughly insighted, Limbo microwave, flashing, volatile, he looked very accommodating walking, but the figure was in one position at a time, no bullet hit the body.

The grey fox saw this pupil suddenly contract and gave a horrible look: "Damn, he's not just a shooter. Come on, let's go! ”

The eagle pulled out a dagger between its waists, arcing and sweeping.

When!

A bullet was cut open.

These people are staring.

You pull a dagger so close, you cut a bullet?

When no one reacted, he lifted his hand, the dagger took off his hand and turned into a cold ray. The gunman's chest was directly penetrated by the cold ray. After the dagger passed through his chest, he nailed it hard on the second person's chest. The man was beaten to the ground by the force of a threw body dagger.

The gray fox screamed so hard that he finally realized how horrible his opponent was: "Kill them all! ”

Those who survive in the wilderness have never had the nerve to die. The cloudhawk was designed to hide and split open the bullet at will, and this performance alone is enough to make one understand how horrible this man is. Normally, anyone who can block a bullet with a white blade is not the best expert in the wilderness, not even the most combative sand wolf in the team.

A few firearms that were not very powerful could never have had the chance to kill him.

The only way to deal with such a person in such a situation is to embrace it.

Fight for your life! Swing the knife!

Despite his weak fighting power, the grey fox had to stiffen his scalp. A short sword was pulled out of his waist by a loud howl, but the shouting voice was not yet down. The short sword between his waist was just pulled out in half. His pupils suddenly contracted, and the bodies of the two strong men in front of him were separated by a razor.

A brutal black knife, tearing up the void, instantly, driving straight into, reflecting on the pupil, this is the last image the Grey Fox saw in his life, he doesn't even have time to look back on his life, and he doesn't have time to remember the daughter of a city owner as young as 15 years old who was tortured to death by himself.

The Ujin knife releases the knife and splits it on the head.

The whole person is cut in half like a piece of paper by a thin blade.

From the skull to the crotch, it was all separated, with little resistance and no sound, like a soft cream cake cut open.

All sides of the body are split apart, blood bursts, blood beads flutter, but the eagle has enough insight to distinguish where each drop of blood is splashed, enough free time to travel through the middle, so that you don't get a trace of blood.

His gray cloak rose.

Disappeared empty-handed.

One by one, these people bleed like ghosts, no one knifed, no less than one flesh split apart every second, where it wasn't so easy to chop people and cut vegetables. These wildlings can only count as good at best, even if they are too far behind the average Shinto soldier.

Who's a cloud hawk? He's a three-year trained warrior from Hell Valley!

The most common soldiers in Hell's Valley are the Hundred Wars Elite, each a veteran who survived countless deaths. Not to mention, the cloud eagle is a demon hunter. The sword released by his Uggin knife, not to mention the human body, even steel, can be cut open, and the cut is smooth as a mirror, and there is no obstacle.

Before the sand wolf could do it, the grey fox watched, and when he realized how horrible he had caused a existence, these hard-won gathered people were now half dead.

This is the initial capital of the Sandwolves to join the Reckless Buddhist Regiment to form their own team.

Now each one of them is crushed by the other hand.

The red blindfolds are gone.

The sand wolf finally realized that things were bad. Although he had reacted quickly, it was obviously not enough. Nearly 30 people had been killed. By the time he had escaped, the body of the second person more than a dozen meters away had been split apart. The two bodies of this person had just been separated and had not even landed a blood bead in the air, and the golden sword had appeared in front of the sand wolf.

The sand wolf erupted and the beast roared in desperation, avoiding the attack one by one, but the knife was very flexible and did not split to the ground. Instead, it sent a ninety degree steep spin over the sky, sweeping the sand wolf's head again.

“Ah!”

The second knife cut off a whole piece of meat from the cheek.

Half the face of the sand wolf was full of blood, he held the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes splitting, staring at each other, he wondered why this man was about his age, but his strength was so strong.

He hasn't begun to roam the wilderness.

How could I die here?

The cloud eagle's body gradually appeared, and he looked at the young man in front of him, and from the other person's eyes, he saw something familiar, such as the anger branded in the bone, such as some kind of clinging conviction, which in some ways resembled a young man of his age, indeed, a cloud eagle.

“Die! ”

The sand wolf saw the cloud eagle appear, the sword stabbed more than a dozen times, as if a rainstorm covered the past, his ability to hide from the cloud eagle two knives shows that his strength is really not weak, now this hand is even more obvious, among which he is about to master the skill of true power.

Yamazaki shouted and covered his mouth.

She clearly saw more than a dozen fast swords, none of them deviated, all stabbed in various critical parts of the eagle's body, and each sword passed through. But just when she was worried, something unexpected happened.

Eagle grabs it with his left hand.

The teenager's wrist was snapped, gently twisted, his arms twisted into numbness, his bones snapped into pieces, his palms flipped over 360 degrees, he could no longer hold the sword and fell to the ground, sharp swords penetrated into the soft sand.

The coyote knew that his death was coming, and he had not been beaten down by a severe pain, but merely roared with disgust.

The cloudhawk slapped him in the head. With his legs stuck in the ground and his head stuck in his chest, his skeleton burst into dozens of pieces, like an odd wooden stake, filled with wind and sand.

Wild.

Wild death.

Live and die, turn around.

Ambitious young people have begun their journey into the wilderness, but have not yet taken the first steps to conquer the wilderness and have been swallowed up by the wild wind and sand, thus becoming one of countless dead bones in this barren and empty land.

When the cloud eagle slowly came back, Ujin Blade shed a small drop of blood beads, dropped on the sand, and almost none of the people he had chopped to death had left the whole body behind. Blood had stained a large part of the sand, some had been cut off by the waist and had not died yet, and were moaning in pain on the ground. It was almost a garment Hell Shuo Yard.

The smell of blood was strong, the ground was filled with pieces of mutilated corpse, and the sawdust inevitably burst with a nauseous feeling of nausea and spitting in her stomach. She didn't like to see killing the most, and she was most afraid to see this flesh flying around the scene, but this time she screamed in her heart, "Good job."

Other women and children curled on the ground.

What the weak in the wilderness can do is bury themselves like ostriches.

Sasaki panicked and ran over: “Are you hurt? ”

The cloudhawk put the knife back in its sheath, revealing a bad smile: “Why do you care so much about me? You don't fall in love with me because I'm good-looking and strong. ”

“Whoa, the ghost likes you!” Sawagi's face was thin and she couldn't help but blush. She took a closer look at it. She didn't have more than a dozen holes. Strange, she was clearly stabbed. But she didn't get too involved with the problem. She immediately whispered like a little girl's confession: “You're still talking nonsense here. The bandit from the reckless gang ran away and didn't go after him? ”

The red eye mask is turning into a black dot in the dark.

He got away fast enough.

The eagle looked away for a few seconds and shook its head: “No need. ”

Sasaki couldn't figure it out: "Why? It shouldn't be hard to get him back in your hands. If he runs back, he'll report it. Hundreds of people will surround us. What do you want me to do? ”

The power of the red eye mask is not weak. He is a good player in the wilderness. The strength of the needle is no weaker than that of the mad dog in the black flag camp. The cloud eagle is no longer a cloud eagle four years ago. At that time, the strong man in his eyes who cannot climb is nothing in the eyes of the cloud eagle.

This strength is stronger than the Hell Valley veterans at best.

By the time the Eagle left Hell Valley, he could have beaten ten veterans in front of him. This is more common than trying to kill someone, and if it's life or death, the number of fights will only be higher, so the red eye mask is nothing in his eyes.

“I'm not in a hurry. What's your hurry?” The cloudhawk revealed an intriguing smile: “Don't worry, someone will get him back for me. ”

Do cloudhawks still have helpers lurking around?

The first thing Sasaki thought of was the handsome young man with blonde hair, Wen Wenya, who suddenly caught a cold sweat. Although he looked polite and Sven, he was a demon. In contrast, Yamazaki finds some bad hawks more trustworthy.

Did the blonde devil follow you?

Impossible, the whole road is driven, manpower is impossible to keep up, so it can't be Golden White, so what other help besides Golden White is hidden nearby?