Arad's crooked savior

"Ten billion" raised her eyebrows slightly. She had already expected that the empire might have an ambush, such as magic cannons and other anti-air weapons, but she never thought that the attacker was a warrior with a strong fighting spirit and a voice that could The legendary strongman who shook the sky.

Her arrow hit the target accurately and sealed Coro Weir in a crystal form, but the connecting transparent silk thread was broken by the power of the halberd, and there was no way to recover it.

Someone was striding forward on the deck. Natalia's eyes were piercing, and all the power transferred from her body was poured into her arms. She swung her giant sword with all her strength and slashed out a white blazing light, facing the halberd that pierced the sky head on.

Sword of Glory!

Explosive shock waves exploded in the sky, and the trumpet of the Holy Sage creaked and creaked. Its trajectory was distorted several times, obviously carrying a huge pressure that was almost distorted.

Being affected by the shaking, Captain Root almost fell over. He held the rudder tightly and shouted forward: "Ludmila, can you kill him with one arrow?"

"cannot."

Ten Billion shook his head and rejected it. The opponent looked like a madman, full of fighting spirit and powerful.

Not to mention killing him with one arrow, whether he can successfully escape with others is a very serious problem.

When the halberd rolled, it brought strong wind pressure, which seriously hindered the normal flight of the Saint's Call, like a fallen leaf swirling and struggling in a tornado.

"Girl, are you going to bring the leader of the Knights?" Root was worried, but obviously didn't have any good ideas.

"I think Captain, you are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. If you are hung up and used as a target for him, you will definitely attract attention."

Natalia retorted with sarcasm, her arm trembled a few times, and she felt a bit of cramping pain.

Her use of the four-element fusion magic sword Leiwodin is far inferior to that of her sister Siatt. She is obviously struggling and invincible when facing someone who is devoured by the will to fight and has a crazy desire to fight.

"That guy is really a lunatic."

Ludmila couldn't help but look solemn. She had seen many strong men, but this was the first time for someone who looked like a complete madman.

To put it bluntly, why is he not dead yet in such a tyrannical state of energy?

The red air flow shattered the shackles of the Terra Stone on his ankle. The magic gunner, who was called the "devil" by the First Legion, felt his blood boiling and his fighting spirit high after being blocked by Natalia with difficulty.

He never cares about his own strength. What the Conqueror cares about has always been whether there is a stronger enemy!

Conquerors, even among magic gunners, are an absolutely unique breed.

Morality, reason, kindness or sin, they don't care at all. They are only intoxicated by the destructive power of the magic gun and try their best to temper the magic gun.

Among the "all means" is to kill those who also hold magic guns, and then absorb their energy.

Hunter Max felt guilty for killing a group of juniors by mistake, but the Conquerors would never have this mentality. They were stubborn lunatics who turned into demons with their halberds.

Therefore, among the four major professions that are gradually taking shape, the unique crazy attitude of the Conquerors is vaguely rejected by other professions, even hunters who also belong to the empire.

Humanoid monsters are what many magic gunners call them against.

But as for the empire, whether it is expanding territory externally or quelling internal rebellions, these war madmen will be the ones at the forefront.

A professional warrior may change the outcome of a small battle.

Therefore, even if the Conquerors frequently cause additional troubles, Lyon treats these empire's weapons with a very relaxed attitude.

Only a guy like this devil has no choice but to use various means to seal it.

Otherwise, it would be easy for this guy to fight until he rises up on the battlefield, and then kill his own people without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy.

Ludmila almost pulled the bow into a full moon shape, and the explosive arrows broke through the white air waves, carrying a trembling low-altitude whine, and instantly hit the enemy, triggering a violent explosion.

This arrow serves as a barrier to gain time for escape.

She once killed the commander of the Empire's Second Army with one arrow from a distance of 10,000 meters, but facing this guy below, she had no confidence that she could kill him even if it was a sneak attack.

Although Coral Will is a relatively important figure, the empire has now released a beast-like terrifying guy who is very difficult to deal with and can only make a decisive decision to give up.

There is no need to risk the entire Saint's Call just for one person.

Ludmila's arrow bought a short period of time, and the Saint's Call struggled to break away from the explosive vortex in the air and escape from this area.

However, the conqueror, who was full of fighting spirit, crushed the ground with his feet, causing gravel to fly. He was a hundred meters away with every leap, and he was chasing after him.

Occasionally, he would even find time to launch a sky-shaking attack that shattered several planks of the Saint's Call.

"Is he a human or a monster?"

Captain Root gasped in distress. This was a warship from the God Realm. It was said that it could find the exact location of the God Realm in the boundless fog.

Looking at the entire Arad and the heavens, the only one with similar effects is the "Bilasher" in the basement of the Ghent Palace.

"Grandpa, you have the ability to complain, please drive the boat faster." Natalia rolled her eyes.

She stood on the edge of the boat, looking down at the red stream of light that was chasing after her on the ground, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

He had already run out for more than ten miles, but the mysterious magic gunner's speed showed no sign of slowing down at all. If he waved his halberd a few more times, the Holy Sage's Call would be demolished by him.

Captain Root began to choose some dangerous terrain to fly, hoping to use it to block it. He faced the wind and said loudly: "I heard that in the First Legion of the Empire, a magic gunner killed another equally powerful one. After existing, he successfully entered the realm of legend, but lost his mind.”

"Compared to this, grandpa, can you transform into a dragon and fly faster?"

"No, without the imperial order and fresh dragon blood, my body, which has been corroded by fine wine, cannot even flap my wings."

The captain consciously admitted that he drank a little too much and had almost forgotten about the imperial order and Bakar's glory? .

The red light that exploded from the halberd was fierce and wanton, and the attraction of a strong whirlpool in the sky made the Holy Sage completely lose control, spinning and falling to the earth like a fallen leaf swaying in the autumn wind.

Boom~!

The protective cover of the spaceship almost shattered as soon as it hit the ground. This warship, which the empire hated so much, suffered heavy damage and was temporarily unable to take off.

Lute struggled to hold up a red protection, which contained the tomboy Ludmila, the slightly paralyzed Rebecca, and "Ten Billion".

"Fortunately, I still remember some dragon magic." Squeezing out an ugly smile, Lute touched his horns, but there was no magic left.

That lunatic was too scary. Ludmila was not good at close combat, and the tomboy state was unstable. He could only try to transform into a dragon and join forces to deal with it.

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On the other side, Coro Will, who was sealed in place by an arrow, frowned. Everything that happened before was so flash that he had no time to react.

But what was even more depressing was Siatt who was observing in secret.

She was absolutely confident that she could defeat that crazy man, but the captain ran too fast and didn't even give her time to show up to help.

It just... came and came, and when it looked wrong, it slipped away again in an instant.

She is not the supersonic You Yu, nor does her physical strength have unlimited strength. She can only let the Saint's Call and the Magic Lancer chase each other and disappear from sight.

Snap~!

The sound is crisp and pleasant, and the feel is plump and elastic. It is an excellent piece of fat.

There was a hint of evil in Siatt's beautiful eyes, but she pushed her elbow back, and then punched him so hard that he almost couldn't straighten his back.

"You go after 10 billion...cough, sister Ludmila, I will take them away."

She immediately made a distribution plan. Although she and her uncle had not seen each other for five or six years, Coral Will was also her father's childhood friend, and she could recall the past with just a little reminder.

"become!"

Ye Lin nodded and agreed without any nonsense, and slowly disappeared from the spot to start his plan to earn 10 billion.

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Natalia swallowed, unable to hide her nervousness: "Uncle, are you okay? Can you transform?"

He originally expected Root to transform into a giant flame dragon, but after holding it in for a long time, only a small flame came out from the corner of his mouth.

"After all, I'm old, so I can't accept it."

Root also felt extremely embarrassed. As men age, it is easy for them to become incompetent.

In the entire Arad continent, apart from the hidden gods, the only ones who could exist beyond his age were Sodros and Shapron of the Dark Elf.

The figure approaching with a gun was like an ancient evil god, carrying a billowing evil spirit that was almost solidified and suffocating.