"The escaped orc was found and has become a corpse but it was not our people who did it because our people have also become corpses"
"Whoever it isfind himkill him!Without warwhere would there be business opportunities?Without warwhere would the rise of our venture capital companies be?"
The early morning sun shines on the newly awakened barren land, and the bloodshed has begun before the sun arrives.
The clicking sound of horse hooves was the sound of hurried passers-by, but Xingchen, who was letting the white tiger feast, frowned slightly. "Why are there so many descendants from the tribe? Are they looking for death?"
This is already the fourth wave of Horde descendants encountered in the morning. Each wave is a full team, but their direction of advancement is all towards the Alliance army.
"Hey! Hurry up! Otherwise all the benefits will be taken away by others." The orc thief sat on the wolf and turned his head back. This was another wave of tribe descendants.
"Luosuo!" The troll hunter ran hard, followed by the black lion king Huma. This is a team with only two descendants, the one chasing Lion King Huma. It is obvious that they have achieved their goal.
"What are those senior aboriginal people thinking? Why are they suddenly wiping out Razor Heights?" The orc thief looked up at the sky, holding the reins of his mount with both hands to slow down the wolf warrior quietly.
"Human, level 13. Huma, come on! Kill him!"
"Hey! Are you listening to me?" A black line appeared on the head of the orc thief, but he also began to pay attention to the target of the troll hunter. "He was an aborigine at that time, and he was so weak, so forget it!"
"It doesn't matter! Huma will be able to deal with them soon." The troll hunter waved his hand impatiently, his red eyes looking forward to the scene of Huma tearing the enemy into pieces. "As long as we are an alliance, we will never forgive you!"
"I really can't stand you!" The orc shook his head, ignored the troll, and let his wolf walk forward. "You won't even let go of an aboriginal who is only level 13. Are you really being rounded up"
"Shut up!" The troll hunter interrupted the orc thief rudely, his red eyes flashing with madness. "Do you believe I will kill you? In reality"
When the descendants of these two tribes discovered the stars, the stars also discovered them. Xingchen, who had doubts in his heart, did not intend to provoke a fight, but the other party took the lead in launching an attack.
The running lion Huma is such an obvious target, and after many upgrades, its size is even larger. And the malice that wanted to destroy emanated from it made it impossible for the stars to ignore its existence.
Xingchen is not afraid of fighting, and is even eager to gain more experience points through fighting. After all, the decision he makes this time will probably involve him facing heroes and legends like Qiaotoya and Bolvar. Originally, they planned to inquire in a friendly atmosphere what was the reason for so many tribe descendants to chase the alliance army, but now the other party did not give them any chance to communicate.
"Demon-killing Jue!"
The white crescent knife light cut through the black body of Lion King Huma, and the contact of the battle was unexpectedly fast. The ultra-long-range attack gave Xingchen an advantage, and the damage caused by the skill to Huma exceeded the power of Xingchen's current level. The troll hunter, who was touched by the orc thieves' taboo words, did not notice this. The fighting Huma only knew how to execute the master's orders with all his heart, and was not aware of the danger he was in now.
"Demon-killing Jue!"
"The same move cannot be used twice!" This law only applies to Saint Seiyas. Huma, who has no small universe, no holy clothes, and no goddess, does not have the quality of Xiaoqiang. Therefore, the same move still had an obvious effect on it, and the white crescent knife light once again cut Huma's body back and forth.
Accelerated by the Divine Speed ??True Technique and Fujin Qinggong, Xingchen faced off against Huma. After two attacks, he had already brought Huma into the attack range.
"Tangled with thorns!"
The thorns and vines emerging from the ground carry out Xingchen¡¯s battle goal: to not give Huma a chance to escape back to the hunter. The tough thorns tightly held Huma's body, and the running stars also left his hands empty.
"Ghost-repelling talisman!"
The energy spell condensed in Xingchen's hand, and he threw it out without hesitation. A total of twelve energy spells, six in each hand, exploded with great power on Huma's body, causing the brave lion king to roar in pain.
Xingchen, who was already very close, did not bother to observe the effect of his attack, and re-grabbed the weapon on his back with both hands. At Xingchen's current level, the difference in attack power between those with weapons and those without weapons was as big as heaven and earth.
"Ghost-repelling talisman!"It is still the same skill, but after Xingchen uses the weapon, it changes from long-range damage to melee attack. Xingchen, who didn't have much melee experience, chose the simplest attack method and used the speed of running over to stab Huma's head with the weapon.
With the strength of Star's sprint, the sharpness of the two powerful weapons, and the layers of destruction of the Ghost Repelling Talisman at the weapon's attack position, Star's Brotherhood Sword and Ashbringer pierced Huma's head and penetrated it.
If the target is not dead, fatal attacks will have no effect. This is the law of the world that favors those who descend. But now that Xingchen's weapon has penetrated Huma's head, there is only one explanation: Huma is dead!
"Xuma!" The troll hunter stared in disbelief at the stars standing in front of Huma's body, as well as the forest guard and the white tiger who were quickly approaching the stars. "Level 34, being killed by a level 13"
"It's so fast, in such a short time" The orc thief is not concerned about the result of the battle, but what is reflected in the result. "Is it really level 13?"
The answer is of course not, because Xingchen is already level 15, and the experience of killing Lion King Huma has directly raised him to two levels.
The superiority in level prevented the troll hunters from taking Xingchen seriously. Similarly, the orc thieves did not think that Xingchen had a chance to make a comeback. Although there are forest guards and white tigers beside Xingchen, after all, the level gap is there. But the result of the battle undoubtedly gave them a blow in the head. Huma was killed before they could react.
"I'm going to kill you" The troll hunter bent his bow and arrow, not caring that he was not within attack range at all.
"Wait!" The back of the orc thief blocked the front of the troll hunter. "Don't lie, he can't be only a dozen levels!"
"You want to stop me?" The troll hunter obviously couldn't listen to any advice now.
"No, I'll go in front!" The orc thief's dagger rolled out of a flower in his hand, and then entered the stealth state.
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