Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Um?

The topic took a somewhat abrupt turn.

But the crux of the matter is not here.

Lu Meng said: "I am a human being."

That's right, the Skeleton Group was originally a group of Shaq's servants who were deprived of their horns but were unwilling to give up their weapons. As long as their ideals are more 'lofty' and the pie is bigger, and they expand to provide a place for all the hornless and hornless people to fight for their rights...that is also the matter of their Shaq Kingdom, and the Skeleton Group is still An organization composed of the Sharks.

What does it have to do with me?

"What's wrong with humans?" Luka was stunned, realizing that the other party had some 'misunderstanding' about them, and immediately explained:

"The Fearless One said that she saw with her own eyes that there are equally noble warriors among humans who fight for their ideals and wishes, regardless of race."

"Therefore, although our skeleton group currently only has Shakers... as long as we meet the right person, whether he is a human, a bee or even a skeleton, he can become one of us."

Lu Meng: "..."

The image of the skeleton is getting further and further away from the painting style in his memory.

and……

Fearless Torah saw it with his own eyes?

As soon as Tora escaped from prison, he had to lead the skeleton team to break out of Scone Town, and then wandered in the wilderness. How many human warriors could he encounter during this period?

unless……

Lu Meng felt that it was better not to delve into this matter further.

He sheathed the knife and picked up the spring crossbow thrown aside.

There were some dents on the ground, but this heavy metal crossbow showed no signs of damage at all, and the precise mechanism was still tightly connected.

"It's better not to use it." He held the crossbow in one hand and looked at Luka, "Actually, I was just passing by."

"Passing by..." Luka subconsciously looked at the smashed corpses.

Is there such a thing as passing by, carrying a heavy crossbow across the battlefield?

"They're just blocking the road."

Lu Meng carefully picked up the heavy crossbow arrows one by one. Compared with conventional crossbow arrows, they are too thick, and a full bag can only hold seven or eight, so the caravan boss only prepared this number.

"Okay." The female warrior of the Skeleton Corps felt a little regretful.

Originally, it seemed to her that the other party came to their rescue because he might want to join the Skeleton Group.

Just like that...'certificate of submission' or something like that.

But it would be a mistake.

"Luca." She bowed slightly, "No matter what, we will remember your help today."

Since the other party is not asking for anything from them, then you should take the initiative to show kindness.

The favorability of the camp increases.

"Lu Meng."

He nodded, turned around and continued walking forward.

There lay a dead giant ship, and the sandy night wind blew in the cavity of the shipwreck, whistling.

…

The sound of fighting gradually faded away.

"Hoo!"

Asir suddenly broke away from the pile of corpses.

The desperadoes he summoned were vulnerable to this sudden group of horned demons.

Even he could only see that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly got into the crowd and escaped through their fallen corpses after being slaughtered.

"啕——"

The missionary of the Holy Kingdom couldn't help but retched.

It's not because Asir doesn't want to see dead people.

Instead, the mess after the organs were cut open and the excrement of the person who was incontinent before death all leaked onto his body.

"Wow -" At this time, another skinny man also climbed out of the pile of corpses.

He covered his nose and said, "Boss, you smell so bad."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Asir said weakly, "Come here and help me."

He was frightened and suppressed. He had vomited out his dinner just now. He just felt weak all over.

The skinny man quickly stepped forward to support the employer, not shying away from the dirt on his body, and said flatteringly:

"Look, they are all dead. Now I am the only one who can keep you alive. The reward after this..."

"Tong Gang, you are trying too hard. Look at the situation now!" Asir stared at him fiercely and said feebly: "Why do you spend money to support a bunch of trash like you..."

This drifter named Tong Gang usually doesn't have much fighting skills, but he is just smart.

This time when he saw Shaq coming, unlike others who rushed forward and tried a few moves, he just dived into the crowd.

Called a desperado... From Asir's point of view, being a "fugitive" is more like that!

At this moment, Asir missed Hamut even more.

If he was here, he might be able to fight a bloody path head-on, but how could he be so embarrassed?

"Take me away."

Asir didn't like it anymore, so he honestly put his body on Tong Gang's shoulders.

In this situation, only by relying on such people can we save our lives.

It was precisely because Asir saw Tong Gang's behavior just now that he got the inspiration to follow his example.

"Boss..." Tong Gang gritted his teeth, "Let's go."

The skinny drifter pushed hard and completely supported the tall missionary.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta."

The crowd fled in all directions, and now only the two of them were left in the wreckage. Their staggering steps occasionally stepped on the corroded and peeling deck, making an empty echo.

However, before they could take a few steps, Asir suddenly felt something was wrong.

The two stopped.

But the footsteps did not stop.

——From behind.

Asir turned his head and almost screamed.

The white-haired young man, wearing a windproof coat, stepped into the hollow of the shipwreck.

The moonlight from the sky only had time to illuminate half of his face.

But this was enough for the missionaries of the Holy Kingdom to recognize that he was the ‘Lu Meng’ he originally planned to kill!

The other party's attire was the same as during the day. The only difference was that Lu Meng was holding a heavy crossbow in his hand.

——The jet-black crossbow arrows were pointed directly at them.

He is here to kill himself!

"Ahhh!" Asir grabbed Tong Gang and pushed hard.

He now has no time to think about why Lu Meng, who was his prey not long ago, would hunt him in turn, nor does he have time to think about how the other party traveled through the chaotic battlefield to get here...

All he wants to do now is survive!

Lu Meng's finger had already pulled the trigger.

Asir is now weak, and his only chance is to avoid the arrows fired by the opponent by pushing away Tong Gang's reaction force.

Yet he didn't push.

Tong Gang grabbed Asir tightly.

This drifter who usually had a flattering smile looked extremely ferocious at this moment.

When Tong Gang saw Asir's reaction, he knew that the person coming was the one they planned to hunt before.

Now that the other party is coming to your door, Tong Gang can't escape!

The only hope is to kill Asir as soon as possible to calm the other party's anger... If he begs for mercy then, he might even be able to save his life.

Asir's face was full of horror. These untouchables who used to be driven by others now dared to defy him.

Exactly at the most critical time!

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The impact of the heavy crossbow arrows turned the human body it came into contact into into a pulp in an instant.

Plasma leaks to the ground.

Asir stood there blankly.

He was intact.

But on the shoulders of the Holy Nation man, there was a person - or half a person.

Tong Gang's cheeks twitched and his pupils were dilated, showing an expression of disbelief.

And his entire lower body had disappeared, and the scarlet residue was painted into a large area behind him like splashing ink.