The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Tolkien and Nezan had a grudge.

They were originally good friends.

One day, Tolkien saved a female bone demon in the wild.

As we all know, female bone demons know how to transform.

In order to thank Tolkien for saving her life, the female bone demon turned into a female minotaur and became Tolkien's wife.

Then he introduced his wife to Nezan.

This was essentially a show-off.

To show Nezan that he, a minotaur, found such a beautiful bone demon as his wife.

Then... Nezan took action, and in less than five days, Tolkien's wife became Nezan's.

And gave birth to four children for Nezan.

Tolkien and Nezan became enemies.

The two even fought several small wars that year, and both sides suffered losses.

No one got any benefits.

After that, it was over, but the grudge was formed.

Tolkien looked at Nezan, then looked at Hardy, and asked, "Who are you!"

It's so rare to be a human who can take more than a dozen of his knives.

Although he didn't even use one-third of his strength, he was still a legendary strongman.

Hadi waved his hand and said nothing.

His wrist was a little numb, and he shook his hand subconsciously.

No way, his combat power in his other form was also very strong, but due to the poor "foundation", he still couldn't be compared with the real strong.

Seeing that Hadi didn't speak, Tolkien looked at Nezan: "This human's strength is barely okay, about the same as my elite squad leader. But you only brought him here, aren't you a little too arrogant?"

Tolkien believed that Nezan's strength was about the same as his own. As long as he could hold him back and a large number of soldiers helped to assist in the attack, he could kill Nezan this time.

When Tolkien thought of the haunted figure, he was very excited.

As long as Nezan was killed, she would definitely come back to him.

Over the years, he has tried countless partners, both male and female, but none of them can compare to her.

Nei Zan looked at the murderous intent in Tolkien's eyes and sighed softly: "In fact, I have been considering whether to kill you before. After all, we used to be friends, but now you want to kill me, I'm sorry."

Tolkien chuckled: "Still playing tricks. I don't know how strong you are? You can't escape this time, Nei Zan!"

And Nei Zan looked at Hardy: "Sir, although the assassination failed, the enemy has also come to our eyes. I will create an opportunity for you. Tolkien will be handed over to you, and the others will be handed over to me."

"Okay." Hardy nodded and agreed.

"What are you still fantasizing about..." Tolkien was very puzzled.

At this time, Nei Zan suddenly pressed his hand on his face, and then directly tore off his mask.

After the white mask was taken out, a bloody face appeared in front of everyone.

Tolkien was even more shocked: "You are crazy! You actually 'unveiled the armor'!"

Nei Zan chuckled, and the magic power in his body began to surge at an incredible speed.

The bone demon's mask is their limiter.

As long as it is uncovered, the efficiency of one's magic power can be greatly improved. The specific principle is unclear.

Although this ability is very useful, not all bone demons can remove the armor. Only those with strength close to legendary can successfully remove the armor.

At the same time, after two hours of removing the armor, the body will suffer great damage.

A black flame barrier appeared on the ground.

Tolkien dodged it by stepping back.

But a few minotaurs did not dodge and were directly stained by the black flames, screaming and rolling on the ground.

But they could not extinguish the flames, and there was no movement in a few seconds.

But the black flames were still burning, and even the souls of the dead were vaguely seen above the corpses, and they were silently crying out in pain.

"Everyone retreat for the time being, the natal flames of the bone demons, just avoid it." Tolkien said disdainfully: "It's just that I plan to use all my strength from the beginning. How long can you hold on, Nezan."

"I've said it before, the real protagonist on the stage is not me."

Nezan's face was all flesh and blood at first, but now it began to condense blood and even began to grow some skin.

Tolkien was somewhat puzzled.

But at this time, a huge black whirlwind formed in the hall.

Because the wind was too huge and too strong, many people were thrown aside by the whirlwind.

Tolkien also retreated and walked out of the door of the brothel.

He also felt a little uneasy at this time.

Nei Zan was very calm despite being surrounded.

And this black whirlwind was formed by the dark element.

There are so many dark elements in this world now, and it is indeed easier to condense, but the amount... is too huge.

This is not something that a human can condense, or in other words, Nei Zan can't make such a big scene.

The black whirlwind disappeared quickly, and then the huge main door of the brothel was suddenly hit violently.

Countless pieces of rubble sprayed forward like flowers from the sky.

Tolkien casually pushed aside a stone brick as big as his head, and then looked ahead in confusion.

Two seconds later, his face changed.

A huge black knight was walking out of the half-collapsed brothel.

At this time, Nei Zan was already suspended in the air.

"What the hell is this?" Tolkien's face was very ugly: "What new magic technology did your Bone Demon Lord come up with? Is this it?"

"How is it!" Nezan was a little proud.

Although Hardy's black knight form was ridiculously large and they couldn't make it, the basic technology was indeed provided by their Bone Demon Clan, that's right.

Rounding it off, it was the work of their Bone Demon Clan.

At this time, a group of soldiers wearing leather armor had surrounded the brothel in three layers inside and outside.

But everyone looked at the huge black knight with a very ugly face.

After all, most people knew that giant units were special for battlefields. The larger they were, the greater their role on the battlefield.

At this time, Tolkien had already felt that the soldiers' morale was wavering. He shouted: "Don't be afraid, this thing is just good-looking but useless. I will hold them, and the rest of you go to deal with Nezan. There are only two of them. Even if we have to wear him down, we can wear him down to death."

Hearing Tolkien's roar, the army's morale was temporarily stabilized.

Then Tolkien roared, and magic turned into armor, which was directly worn on his body.

The gray magic formed a strange armor, and his body grew more than two times.

Then he grabbed with both hands, and a huge long-handled axe appeared in his hand.

The axe blade was at least one meter long, and it was used to break heavy armor.

"The real battlefield units have always been our bull monster race."

He roared, swung the long axe, and rushed towards Hardy.

When... the huge lance suddenly stabbed out, directly pushing him up in the air, as if time had stopped for a moment.

Then, Tolkien was smashed into the ground.

The speed was so fast that no one could react. (End of this chapter)