The torrent of iron and steel formed by the soldiers of the burning dawn roared past.
For these elites, obeying the commander's order is instinct, and the direction the commander's sword points to is the direction of charge.
And everything in the way of charging has only one result: destruction!
The swarming team was crushed by the soldiers of Burning Dawn like chopping melons and vegetables.
There are no exceptions.
Even if there are many existences that are extremely special to ordinary people hidden in this team, it is the same.
charge!
charge!
charge!
The spears pointed forward, and their bodies were pierced. These controlled puppets did not have any timidity and retreated. They rushed towards the soldiers of the Burning Dawn one after another. A man with a faint metallic radiance all over his body blocked the charge. in front of the team.
clang!
Amidst the clashing sound of metal, the unstoppable spear was blocked, and the opponent's body was not pierced, only penetrated about an inch.
"You really thought my pick would be average..."
puff!
Before Peters could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an oncoming sword.
The long sword flashed, and the head flew high.
Immediately afterwards, the corpse was picked up by the spear, fell to the ground, and was trampled into a pulp by the horses that followed.
special
What's wrong with being special
For the soldiers of the Burning Dawn, the era they lived in was very special. They had seen a lot and killed even more with their own hands!
They already knew how to cooperate to kill those special guys.
Not only does this approach work, but they never mind killing more.
"combustion"
"dawn!"
With the sound of the bugle, the team belonging to Peters was pierced.
The rest fled to the sides, and were once again surrounded by Burning Dawn soldiers whose ranks were split in two.
The soldiers of Burning Dawn are too familiar with this kind of annihilation battle.
Familiar with it like eating and sleeping.
And that was disaster for Peters.
He watched people who were carefully selected by him and possessed power beyond the reach of ordinary people die one by one under the spear and sword, and the anger in his heart began to grow stronger.
He vowed to kill Qin Ran.
It was as if he had sworn to get that thing.
And now
The man he was going to kill was holding what he wanted.
"I'll let you understand!"
"What will happen to you if you anger me!"
A white-haired old man yelled at Qin Ran who was in the distance.
The opponent's skill is extremely extraordinary, and the speed is extremely fast.
This is also an important reason why the other party can survive until now.
But that's about it.
When the other party roared, a spear pierced the other party's chest.
puff!
With a flick of the sharp spear blade, the corpse fell aside, and the knight rushed towards the next target without stopping.
And Kieran looked away from the battlefield.
He looked to one side.
There, Urbes.k slowly walked out of the shadows.
"It's been a long time since I returned to my real body."
"This feeling is so strange."
The other party said as he walked, with each step forward, his breath became stronger.
When he walked in front of Qin Ran, the other party's aura pressed down on Qin Ran like a mountain.
Moreover, it is not an ordinary mountain.
It has a strong smell of blood.
It is haunted by wraiths one by one.
The wraiths roared.
The venomous gaze that belonged to the undead fixedly stared at Qin Ran.
Needless to say, ordinary people, even the acclaimed strong men, would be terrified and even shattered under such stares.
But Kieran
Anyone who dares to look at Qin Ran, or any creature in any sense, should always be ready... to die.
The roar of the Wraith suddenly stagnated.
In their widened eyes, resentment was replaced by dullness.
In their field of vision, the hateful living are still standing there.
They tear each other apart by instinct.
but…
In their field of vision, there was an existence that should not have appeared.
In the dark, irrelevant land of the dead.
One soul after another was nailed to a pale wall that was wide and unfathomably wide and supported the sky and the earth.
The long nail, covered with mermaid tears and covered with rust, was in the hands of a pitch-black figure, who was holding a mallet, and the long nail was aimed at his body, hitting again and again.
pain!
pain!
Without reason, they can also feel all this.
Such feelings, tell them, this is them.
They howl.
They beg for mercy.
But useless.
Spikes pierced limbs and torsos, and they could only let the extinguishing wind blow their firmly fixed bodies.
But that's not the scariest.
The most frightening thing is that they saw their relatives and friends nailed to their side one by one.
No!
can not be like this!
Buried deep in their hearts, they have long been turned into obsessions. The characters who made them crazy just appeared in front of them and were treated cruelly. The wraiths raised their heads, looked at the only existence in the sky, and begged for mercy loudly.
They are willing to use one switch to get the peace where their obsession is.
even if…
own life.
Crack, clap!
One after another, the wraiths burst, and the sound was like shattered glass, crisp and melodious, but at the same time shattered.
Urbes K took a step back, his body swayed slightly, and his already pale face became even paler.
The other party escaped [Gaze of the Dead].
Qin Ran was not surprised by this.
The ability shown by the other party has already explained the specialness of the other party's soul.
As for being strong
No matter how powerful a soul is divided into hundreds or thousands, it is limited.
And the other party dared to do this, naturally it had a purpose.
Similarly, Qin Ran didn't think that the replaceable bodies controlled by the opponent were the opponent's hole cards. Even though those bodies had various abilities, they definitely wouldn't let 'Wu' catch him without a fight.
"This is the ability you used that night?"
"I have to say, it's very useful!"
"Do not worry!"
"I will continue this ability, I will keep your body, and then use this ability well."
Marquis K stared at Qin Ran and said every word.
The surrounding darkness became restless with such words.
They flow, spin.
Then, like swallows returning to their nests, they rushed towards Marquis K one after another.
Almost instantly, the darkness that was supposed to be like gas became solid, like a thick city wall blocking Qin Ran.
"Do you really want to kill me at this time?"
"I know, you must want to do this."
"But how could I not be prepared?"
In the dark, Marquis K sneered at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran shook his head again.
yes.
Who wouldn't prepare
you are ready.
I am also ready.
And... prepare more than you!
The Knights of the Burning Dawn divided into dozens of small groups and rushed through the cemetery. With their spears pointing down, clear traces appeared on the ground.
These traces are quickly connected and integrated with the larger traces outside the cemetery.
Those are fields, rivers, forests painted on the ground.
They are lackluster.
They wait for the darkness to pass.
They call the dawn.
Qin Ran seemed to have heard such a call, and he walked silently.
The soles of the feet left the deepest stroke on the ground.
next moment
Radiance shines.