Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 143, the **** Black Crow City

At the same time that Pride released the fireball, Guevara's pupil suddenly narrowed down like a needle. In general, the magician was deceitful and decisive. I didn't expect this dark magician to be in such a short time. The decision was made in the same place. Although the speed of the big fireball flight is not fast, it is impossible to break the fence and stop the big fireball at this moment, which is impossible with the strength of Guevara.

Guevara's golden grudges are more dazzling, and a punch is heavily bombarded on the fence. The thick steel column of the arm is as hard as the dead wood under the boxing of Guevara, and it is broken, but the big fireball is already at a distance. It is only a few meters away to purify the crystal.

Pride laughed wildly. Since you don't give me a life, let those cursed people slowly struggle to die in pain!

At this moment of the millennium, Han Jin raised his hand, and a smashing electric shot came out. After crossing the fence, he immediately turned into a huge wooden man, blocking the front of the purified crystal.

‘Boom’, the fireball hit the wooden man, and suddenly the flames burst into flames, and the wooden man became a huge fire group burning.

Seeing this scene, Pride’s eyes almost fell out, and the laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had suddenly caught his neck.

Guevara has crossed the fence and walked toward Pride step by step.

At this time, Prad has been awake from the shock, looking at Guevara in front of him, a heart sinking to the bottom of the valley, feeling cold hands and feet.

How terrible is the Dragon Knight? I am afraid that no one can give an answer to this question, but Prad knows that the steel column on the fence is made of iron essence that he has exhausted from his efforts. This is his last resort, as long as the fence can block each other for a while. Then he can leave a bitter lesson for Guevara.

However, when Guevara looked down on the steel column that could not be cut with a sharp edge, Pride knew that his life had come to an end, perhaps when he was in Nuremberg. It is already doomed.

Seeing Pryder’s face standing there, Guevara smiled slyly: “How? Don’t resist? Don’t worry, I won’t let you die so easily, even though I have never been an interrogator, but I I don't mind trying to try it on you."

Pride’s eyes widened in horror. How did he torture Guevara in Nuremberg? He knew very well that the scenes of those **** scenes appeared in his mind. The same method was used in others. A kind of cruel pleasure, but if it comes to your own head, it means endless pain. When I think of it, the hair of Prind is erected.

In the face of Guevara's step by step approach, Pride desperately stepped back, accidentally hit the next seat, almost fell to the ground.

Guevara smiled and said: "How come your courage has become so small now? I remember when you pointed at the hand in front of me, the prestige was very good."

Han Jin didn't talk, didn't move, even though he felt that he should now subdue the dark magician at the fastest speed, instead of talking nonsense, but he knew that a person had been tortured for ten years and his heart would change. How depressed, in other words, Guevara needs to vent! This has nothing to do with whether the mind is tough or not. In fact, Guevara has always been calm after being rescued. This is enough to prove what kind of perseverance he has.

Pride is speechless, and his heart is struggling fiercely. Obviously, if he is caught by Guevara, he will not let himself go, and there is no chance to escape. The little tricks in the past are in front of the dragon knight. Nothing can be done at all.

At this time, Prind had already retreated to the edge of the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Secretly biting his teeth, Pride finally made up his mind, raising his hand to the wall, and suddenly there was a big hole under his feet. With the appearance of the big hole, Pride had fallen.

Guevara stunned, but I didn’t expect this guy to have left so many backhands, and even jumped into the hole if he didn’t want to.

In the moment when Pride fell into the hole, Han Jin noticed his eyes. It was a kind of desperate jade. Han Jin felt that it was not good, but before he could remind, Guevara had already followed. Go on.

Sure enough, there was even a laugh from Pride’s madness in the cave: “Let’s die together!”

Numerous hot flames suddenly burst out of the hole, which was also mixed with the painful sound of Pred, and then a loud and loud noise came from the cave. The sound of the big shock shook the walls of the palace, constantly There are tiny stones and dust falling down.

Han Jin quickly rushed over and raised his hand to release the Ganlin curse, but the effect was not great. The countless fallen raindrops only pressed the flame a little lower. Han Jin couldn’t help but slammed. What kind of fire is this?

Just when Han Jin thought about whether or not to use a cellar to go down, a golden figure skyrocketed and shot from the flame.

"Sir? Didn't you hurt?" Han Jin then put his heart down and asked.

Guevara looks very embarrassed, not only is the clothes burnt and ruined, but even a few blood marks are hung on his face.

"How can this little flame hurt me!" Guevara said with some anger: "I just didn't expect the **** guy to blew himself, but I was hiding."

The magician blew himself? Han Jin came out with a cold sweat. If he had to go on his own, the protection of the false corpse would definitely be dead.

Guevara stayed for a moment and looked a little lonely. He turned and picked up the purified crystal on the gods: "Go, hope that no one is attacking now."

Han Jin nodded and walked behind Guevara. When he left, he also glanced at the big hole that was still spraying the flames. He felt a little more understanding of the strength of the dragon knight.

The entire Black Crow City was murderous, and Zagunede was really degraded. It became the spokesperson of the abyss race on the ground. In the Black Crow City, the number of human beings is less than one tenth. These are the original Zaguned. The old team, or their family, some human beings are slaves, and the rest are all abyss races!

It can only be summed up by this word. The wolves on the street are almost all monsters. At least for Han Jin, they are monsters. Humanoid, egg-shaped, crawling on the ground, gliding, with a pair or even a few wings, all kinds of monsters are stimulating Hanjin's nerves, and Langing has already taken the lead in ordering Unless the entire Black Crow City surrenders, the soldiers must not let go of the butcher's knife in their hands. In fact, this means killing innocent people. The entire Black Crow City has become a mess, and even Lang Ning cannot form a commanding regiment of the Rapids. The abyss races in the Black Crow City are even less able to communicate with each other to make all the surrender.

Han Jin and Guevara were also unable to summon soldiers. They could only send the purified crystals to the square in the city center. They were guarded by two people.

The battle continued until late at night, the Black Crow City had become a mess, there were corpses everywhere, and one-third of the city had been swallowed up by the burning fire, which shows the devastating power of the war. Before everyone had a decision, they wanted possession and construction, not destruction. As a result, the Black Crow City became like this. If Zagunede led the army to attack, the city should have become ruined.

Lang Ning moved his headquarters to the central square. Lei Zhe, Xian Nier and others also arrived. Lei Zhe’s face was gloomy and scary. From time to time, he used cold eyes to aim at Lang Ning. He raised objections several times and ordered Lang Ning. Binding the soldiers, and he himself is running around in the city, trying to stop the killing of the soldiers, but the results are very small, the soldiers have already killed the red eyes, and the resistance does exist, can not let the soldiers only beat and not pay back? Lang Ning also rejected Lei Zhe’s order for the same reason, and the contradiction between them has become deeper and deeper!

Because the gaps formed by different world views are usually difficult to solve, it is difficult to convince each other, they must insist on the path they think is right, and Lang Ning is the military as a tool to achieve their ideals, and Lei Zhe is Treating the army as a father's relic, their angles are really different!

Han Jin felt very helpless. This kind of thing can't be judged simply by who is right or wrong. Each has its own reason, but Lang Ning's temper is too stubborn. Before the siege, he hoped that Han Jin could help speak and resolve. The contradiction between the two people is now making such a trouble. It is estimated that Lei Zhe has been irritated to the extreme, and whoever speaks is useless.

Thinking of this, Han Jin could not help but look at Guevara. He believes that Guevara certainly does not want to see the contradiction between the generals, but Han Jin’s expectation is that Guevara does not know anything like that. I have been talking to several magicians around me, and the content of the conversation is nothing more than how to use the purified crystal.

The middle and lower rank officers at all levels ran and ran like a horse lantern. They reported to find a treasure room somewhere. The specific items were being checked. In the future, they reported that they encountered strong resistance and the troops suffered serious losses. Urgent need for reinforcements. Moreover, not only did Lei Zhe and Lang Ning have their own independent world views, but in fact all levels of generals and soldiers have, although Lang Ning has issued orders to kill innocent people, but some soldiers have escorted prisoners from time to time in the square, of course, This is just a prisoner that they think is important. The rest of the abyss of the nobility is simply not enjoying this treatment.

Lei Zhe also began to get busy. He was busy dealing with the prisoners, trying to resolve the fears of the prisoners and sending people to protect the safety of the prisoners. He expressed such a message that the Rapids was a teacher of righteousness. However, in the Black Crow City where the blood flows into the river, the prisoners can not believe his words, it is not known.

Whether it is killing or being killed, everyone is busy, until the sun rises, the battle is finally settled, but the Black Crow City has become another look...