Book of Gods and Demons

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There were several dull knocks in succession.

The three highlander captains made sharp wolves howling, with red eyes, as if they had seen a slaying father and an enemy, they surrounded Goljin with a slash and slashed fiercely.

Only offensive, not defensive.

Gorkin was beaten up in a rush for a while, and the shadow of the wind waved a hazy sword shadow in his hand, constantly colliding with the snow-patterned iron scimitars in the hands of the three ten thousand chiefs, sputtering large swaths of sparks.

The highlander's ten thousand chiefs are at least senior and extraordinary Tier 5 combat power.

Gorkin's combat power is outstanding, able to easily suppress a marquee, and able to contend with the joint efforts of two marquees. But the three ten thousand chiefs rushed up desperately, and with Gol'jin's strength, they were also beaten a little embarrassed, and could not help but retreat seven or eight steps in a row.

Joe, standing motionless by the big pit he blasted out, suddenly appeared from behind Golkin.

He giggled, and hooked his fingers at the three fiercely charged Highlanders: "Hey, shit, it's your people who ran to Tulum Harbor and banged around on the night of mid autumn. ?"

"You **** crap...you shouldn't attack the civilians!"

Joe clenched his fists with both hands, his fists slammed together, and there was a roar of a huge cannon, and a burst of air exploded between his fists.

The three captains saw Joe abruptly.

In their minds, a stern and furious wolf howl sounded.

"Defiler!" A wild, ambiguous, full-blown voice rang in the minds of the three ten thousand chiefs, the thousand chiefs and centurions around them, and the many highland warriors behind them.

A trace of strange power spurted from the eyes of the three ten thousand lords, turned into a mortal's naked eye, and fell heavily on Joe's body... On top of Joe's head, a faint blood column rushed up for more than a dozen. Chi-high, above the air column, was a **** grinning, terrifying wolf head constantly roaring.

Seeing this air column, seeing the highlander with the wolf head above the air column... completely crazy.

"The Blasphemer! The enemy of Wolf King Wall!" The Highlander soldiers roared and snarled frantically. They left Gol'jin and ignored the nearby imperial army officers and soldiers, like flies smelling blood. , Struck at Joe with all his strength.

Joe's eyes widened, and he looked at these crazy highlanders in horror.

Then, he quickly remembered the Wolf King power that Ram had brought him!

One percent of the power of the Wolf King’s authority... Damn Ram, this power came from the wrong way—could it be that he forcibly plundered or cut a part of the power from the plateau Wolf King Wall? Blessed on Joe's body?

The Wolf King of the Plateau, Vol, is an indescribable, unspeakable, unpredictable, and unintelligible horror in the legend.

In other words, Vol, the highland wolf king, existed like Mu and Muteste.

He is... ‘God’!

Joe... got one percent of the power of ‘God’?

"I...fuck!" Joe instantly uttered a dozen of the most subtle and wonderful greetings in seven or eight dialects of the mainland of Medland he knew, and greeted Ram and Wall warmly. All possible females or female relatives.

Three veteran extraordinary fifth-order ten thousand lords flew forward, and three shiny snow-patterned iron scimitars slashed straight down with a stern wind.

With a sullen face, Qiao clenched his fists, preparing to fight back with all his strength...

A terrible breath came out from behind Joe, and Marcos rushed out silently, holding the large axe in both hands. His body has suddenly swelled from the usual height of eight feet to about twelve feet.

Marcos rushed to Joe and took a step, his huge body blocked him behind him, and then he slashed with a large axe the size of a door in his hand!

The blood axe Marcos, the sixth-order extraordinary, the daily physical strength is 53 million pounds, and the bloodline of the hill titan is 80% of the limit... His full blow, a deep yellow half arc on the big axe Xinghanmang swept out, like a hill, hitting the three ten thousand chiefs heavily.

Three beeps.

The three snow patterned iron scimitars oscillated violently and crazily twisted. The palms of the three martial lords exploded, the scimitars flew out, shaking and screaming all the way and flew back more than two thousand feet away.

The dark yellow cold light was as heavy as a mountain, and hit the three ten thousand chiefs hard.

The well-made armor on them was twisted and collapsed, and was crushed into discus by the heavy cold light.

The bodies of the three ten thousand lords... just like little chicken cubs hit by a huge grinding disc, the whole turned into three patties, flying backwards with a dull sound of breaking through the air.

They slammed into the highland warriors who rushed behind them. Hundreds of highland warriors burst out with the sound of bones bursting all over their bodies, and their screams were knocked out by their immediate superiors.

Hundreds of twisted human bodies flew in the air, and the dark yellow cold light swept forward half a mile before it hit the ground heavily.

The earth trembled slightly and heard a loud noise. The hard frozen ground was torn apart a crescent-shaped crack that was two to three hundred feet long, seven or eight feet wide, and tens of feet deep.

The axe made by Marcos did not see the slightest sharpness, only absolute violence, absolute power.

He didn't seem to be hacking people with a sharp battle axe, but as if he was beating violently with a heavy mace.

"Marcos... you robbed me of my military exploits!" Joe muttered weakly.

After completing most of the courses at the Military University for more than half a month, Joe, who took the first place in the monthly exam, clearly knew that the captain who beheaded a highlander was enough to make any Imperial army officer with the rank of colonel or less. Promote one level in situ!

Joe is now a major in the Imperial Army.

If he can kill the three highlander chiefs and be directly promoted to colonel, he may be crushed...but he will be promoted directly to lieutenant colonel, and he will record three great achievements in the military merit book, which will lay a solid foundation for future promotion. It’s absolutely no problem.

Marcos smiled slyly, raised his right foot, and stamped a rushing commander on the ground with one foot.

The ground trembled slightly again, and the unlucky commander plunged into the frozen ground. His body twitched and he could no longer move.

"Master Qiao, your safety is the most important thing." Marcos mumbled seriously: "Military merit or something, the puppies we killed should also be considered your military merit? We are yours."

Several black figures galloped from behind, and Hydra's secret guards wearing black leather tights passed by Joe and the others, and a cold voice dropped a sentence: "That's the past... Now the imperial army’s new rules require that enemies who must be beheaded with their own hands can be used to calculate military merits."

Joe kicked Marcos fiercely on the calf: "Marcos, you are on the front line of the Lulai Great Plains, don't you even know a bit of military rules? This was 20 years ago, in order to prevent the noble children from going. The military is gilded, military merits, newly formulated military regulations!"

Marcos was dumbfounded, shrugging his shoulders: "When I was in the army...who cares about the military rules?"

Joe was silent and could only shake his head.

Hydra's secret guard galloped forward, and they rose into the air to greet the wolf temple warriors with extraordinary sixth-order strength.

More than a dozen highlander commanders led a large group of highland warriors, roaring like wild beasts, crazy and fearless, and continued to rush towards Joe.

Above the blood-colored pillar of Qi above Qiao's head, that hideous wolf's head kept uttering a long and stern whistle, attracting the attention of countless highlander warriors and evil wolves far and near.

The highlander warriors, especially the evil wolves with their tails tucked in, gave up the imperial army around them as if they were smashed in blood. They did not care about the bullets and swords they shot at them, just biting them. Ya rushed towards Joe.

The situation on the entire battlefield changed in an instant, and Joe seemed to have become the center of the whirlpool. The hordes of highlanders and wolves, no matter how far or near, were all galloping and rushing in this direction.

There were only a few hundred imperial soldiers directly under Gorkin.

And dozens of times the enemy is flying in.

They rushed in, completely isolating the imperial army on the left and right wings.

In this short half-mile battlefield, a huge number of enemies besieged Joe and Gorkin with hundreds of people inexplicably.

Three war airships hovered overhead, and several messengers waved their flags constantly, spreading the accident here to the entire battlefield.

The Imperial Army officers and soldiers directly under Gol'jin wanted to join Gol'jin, but a large number of highlanders and evil wolves continued to gather from all directions. The two sides strangled and formed a group. It has been difficult to break through the barriers of the Highlanders within time.

Although in the entire battlefield, the Imperial Army has achieved victory.

However, in Joe and Golkin, local weaknesses have formed. Thousands of crazy highlanders, and the hysterical counterattack of more than ten times the number of evil wolves immediately caused the imperial army on this small battlefield to suffer heavy losses.

In the direction of Langyabao, Salian's pre-arranged reserve team began to charge.

Also hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Imperial Army armed with flintlock rifles lined up in a neat linear firing array. Accompanied by the tidy drums of ‘dong dong’, they strode neatly towards the battlefield.

On the north and south sides of the battlefield, two cavalry units with a scale of more than 10,000 people wield cold light shimmering sabers, whizzing through the battlefield at full speed.

As long as it lasts for a quarter of an hour, the Imperial Army's reserve team will be able to plunge into the battlefield with Mount Tai overwhelming and completely destroy the incoming highlanders.

But half an hour...

A few wolf temple warriors wearing heavy armor and terrifying aura suddenly rushed out of the crowd. They screamed in a low voice, waved their weapons and rushed towards Joe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Marcos waved his battle axe towards Joe. They greeted them.

In the dull sound of weapon impact, a few Wolf Temple fighters were forced to retreat by Marcos's heavy axe, but Marcos also had several deep wounds on his belly and thighs, and blood continued to flow down.

"Sixth Tier... Master Qiao... Retreat!"

Marcos roared loudly and waved back vigorously.

Qiao squinted his eyes. He looked at the strong scarlet evil spirit that had once again emerged on the surrounding battlefield, and strode towards several Tier 6 Wolf Temple warriors.

"Rank six? Kill one, can I be promoted to colonel?"

Joe's two eyes were completely crimson, shiny, as if two blood-stained gems were shining.

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