Lord of War

The burning pain on his face told Xiao En that he was not dreaming now, but was really sent to a battlefield by Hercules' cheating scroll.

The sharp arrow grazed his cheek and nailed into an ancient tree behind him, the quivering sound of the arrow feathers was clearly visible.

Sean didn't know if he was lucky enough, or if the scroll actually had a certain protective ability? However, if there is a choice, Xiao En would rather choose the former, at least he was not teleported to the lair of a certain holy beast, and he was not directly shot in the head by an arrow when he teleported over - as long as his head was further to the left Then a little bit, then the arrow was not as simple as scratching his face.

Those below the sanctuary are not physically strong enough to ignore normal physical attacks, so even unenchanted arrows are still threatening.

Only those who have truly reached the sanctuary can ignore the damage of this kind of ordinary weapons without enchantments with their physical bodies alone.

At this time, Sean's position happened to be on the edge of a battlefield.

The strong bloody smell permeated the air, making it a little pungent, but to Xiao En who was used to the bloody battlefield, the smell was actually not that bad, instead it was because of the bursts of blood coming from his body at this time. The tearing pain made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

This is very similar to the sequelae of teleportation magic circle.

When the teleportation magic circle is used, it will not only consume the spirit of the teleporter, but also cause a certain burden on the body. However, as long as it is not a continuous transmission, or a long-distance transmission, it will not cause too much burden. Sean didn't know where this scroll sent him. But at the very least, he can be sure that the physical damage caused by this scroll teleportation is stronger than that of long-distance teleportation. He had an illusion that his body was pieced together.

Ahead, the shouts of killing on the battlefield were still deafening.

Sean was finally able to see his surroundings clearly at this time.

Both sides in the war are human beings. And it just so happened that the two parties were obviously mercenaries, but the one that had the upper hand was pretending to be a bandit. However, in Xiao En's eyes, this group of fake robbers still has very strong mercenary characteristics-in fact, in the Miracle Continent, many mercenary groups will occasionally act as robbers and bandits. As long as they keep it secret enough, then You won't be wanted by the mercenary guild.

This is actually an unwritten unspoken rule.

However, those mercenary groups that already had a certain reputation usually wouldn't do this kind of thing.

"Hey! Here's a fish that slipped through the net!" Sean saw someone pointing at him and yelling. It was a boy about fourteen or five years old, maybe even younger. Because the teenagers of the mercenary regiment tend to grow older than their actual age.

A wave of anger rose in Sean's heart.

Several men who were directing their men to besiege another group of mercenaries turned around and glanced at Xiao En after hearing the boy's shout.

The distance between the two sides was only 30 to 40 meters, and the terrain was relatively open, so Sean could easily see each other's eyes.

That is a kind of indifference.

There is no indifference to life that really doesn't care.

Immediately afterwards, seeing the other party say something quickly, one of the few people standing beside him quickly left the team, and then rushed towards him with the boy.

Sean let out a sneer.

The Black King is at his feet.

He was about to stand up with his sword in hand.

But what Xiao En didn't expect was that not only did he not lift the Black King up, but he was driven by the Black King's strength and fell heavily to the ground. The whole body exudes a more intense pain. Sean's face changed suddenly, he realized that the laceration caused by the teleportation scroll had seriously affected his strength. At this moment, he might not be much better than a bronze rookie.

Sean could ignore these two groups of people before because he knew that his strength was enough to crush the audience.

But at this time, his strength was traumatized. Then this made it impossible for him to ignore these people in front of him - among the two people rushing towards him, the strength of that young man might not even be as low as bronze. It can be completely ignored, but the other person has the strength of the next silver, slightly stronger than Xiao En at this time.

As for the weight of the Black Sovereign, at least a high-ranking silver can handle it. At this time, Xiao En doesn't have enough strength, let alone swinging the Black Sovereign, even picking it up is very difficult.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sean immediately gave up on the Black King, took out an ordinary weapon made by Old Kui'an from the storage space, and quickly got up. The other two didn't understand how Sean took out the sword. They just thought that the black long sword in Sean's hand was a pair of twin swords, and they were just separated at this time, so they didn't pay much attention. They are confident that they can kill Sean easily with their own strength.

Today alone, there are at least six or seven bronze-level people who died at his hands. And the aura exuding from Xiao En's body is not strong, even weaker than himself, so how could this middle-aged man be afraid.

The distance between the two sides shortened rapidly.

The young man took out a dagger, and didn't attack immediately, but rolled from the side on the spot, and his breath became weaker. It is obvious that he is a thief who has learned to conceal his aura, but his techniques are not very proficient, and his kung fu is not that deep, so he can't hide from Xiao En's perception, but if he is dealing with ordinary silver masters, this is very difficult. A teenager can play a very good tracking role.

He was already so vicious at such a young age, even though he knew that the other party was forcing him to make a living, Xiao En still had a killing intent in his heart.

I am afraid that the reason why another mercenary group was attacked by this gang of disguised bandits was because they exposed their wealth in front of this young man, which caused this disaster.

About to decide not to keep his hand, Xiao En looked at the middle-aged man who was getting closer and closer to him, and naturally he would not deliberately keep any moves. His current situation is a bit serious, and he must end the battle as soon as possible. If it continues, who knows if his injury will get worse, and if so, the end may be very bad. This group of mercenaries disguised as bandits obviously did not intend to keep alive, so this meant that even if Xiao En reported his identity, they would kill him without hesitation.

Xiao En took a deep breath, ignoring the fiery burning sensation when the battle qi circulated in his body, and the seals on the backs of both hands also lighted up slightly.

This middle-aged man's figure is not burly, but compared to that boy, he is considered to be more majestic. His weapon is a chopping knife, which is the most common weapon in the mercenary group - because it is very lethal, and the price is usually very cheap, even if it is damaged, it doesn't take a few to replace it money. Among the weapons of the same ordinary quality, the long sword is at least three to five silver coins more expensive than the chopping knife.

Xiao En noticed just now that many people in this mercenary group use relatively cheap equipment such as chopping knives and spears, and most of the armor on their bodies is mainly leather half-body armor. Only the mercenary leader who looked like a commander was wearing a full set of leather armor, with a wide-body long sword tied around his waist that should focus on slashing.

On the other hand, the mercenary group that was at a disadvantage mostly used long sword weapons, and some mercenaries even had a small round shield covered with iron sheets in their hands, which proved that their mercenary group was relatively rich in financial resources. But there is no wealth, because the armor on these people is also mainly leather half body armor. At this time, they surrounded several carriages and made a simple fortification. They were trying their best to resist the attack from the outside. They also tried several times to try to break through, but they were completely suppressed every time, and lost a few companions instead. corpse.

In half an hour at most, this group of people will be completely besieged. Because their archers have been suppressed to the point where they can't lift their heads, this makes the fortifications surrounded by carriages and wagons worthless.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already come in front of Sean, he raised the chopping knife in his hand high, and slashed toward Sean's head.

This is his usual attack method. As long as Sean dodges, then he will completely gain the upper hand. Next, he is confident that he will have a way to push Sean into a corner, and then cut off his head.

And the whole process may take less than ten seconds.

For the mercenaries, what they believe in is the saying "the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road".

But this time, the mercenary obviously found the wrong opponent.

Faced with this straight knife, Sean didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, he didn't even blink his eyes. A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged mercenary. He only thought that Xiao En was frightened and stupid, so not only did he not stop, but he slashed with all his strength. do.

It wasn't until the blade almost reached his forehead that Sean finally made a move—he had to take a risk, because he was seriously injured at this time, so he could only use himself as bait.

The moment Xiao En started, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and a sense of danger made him couldn't help but throw away the knife and retreat. As mercenaries, all they do is lick blood at the edge of a knife. They are extremely keen in judging danger, so experienced veteran mercenaries often choose to trust their intuition. Hesitantly choose to give up.

It's just a pity that it's obviously too late to let go of the knife at this time.

Sean's forehead turned into a piece of silver, and only a spark appeared on his head when the chopping knife slashed. The mercenary's pupils shrank suddenly, and Sean shot a sword directly through the mercenary's heart like lightning, but the sword edge did not come out through the body.

A crimson magic circle appeared on the middle-aged mercenary's back—the blade that was supposed to come out of the body all entered the magic circle, and then emerged 40 centimeters behind Xiao En , The half of the blade directly pierced into the neck of the young man who was trying to sneak up on Sean for a backstab. His eyes looked extremely frightened, but he could only make a sound like a bellows blowing, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence. A large amount of blood gushed out from the carotid artery.

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