Warlord of Chaos

"Is it fun?" Han Jin said with a grin: "There is more fun." Two characters appeared in his hands, and then turned into a light light smoke, full of ten ghosts appearing on the battlefield, with the wooden man who has been on the defensive Launch a counterattack.

"God... ghost!"

"That guy is a wizard! It is a wizard!!" The dozen or so guards were in a mess at the time. Although they did not have the experience of fighting with the wizards, they did not prevent them from understanding the horror of the wizards. The ten ghosts have not fully played their combat power. The guards It has already begun to collapse, and Leopold simply stunned.

For this group of low-level professionals, the combination of Mu people and ghosts is extremely terrible. As long as they are wrapped around the ghosts, they lose their sight and can only wield weapons. The wooden people are not affected. A punch is very strong.

"Get out of the way..." The captain of the **** seized the opportunity of the wooden man to chase his companion. A sword smashed on the head of the wooden man, and the wooden man was stepped back a few steps. Then he waved the sword and went straight to Hanjin.

Shooting people first shot horses, thieves first smashed the king, the tactics are correct, but unfortunately his speed is not ghost fast, the two ghosts are also caught in the bag, the **** captain bag in the middle.

However, he can be regarded as a man, showing a courageous momentum, although the two ghosts are smashing his body in a crazy tear, and although he can't see anything now, he is still in the direction of the impression. Rushing, a long sword dances like a tiger.

Han Jin reached out and pulled out the short sword at Leopold's waist. This short sword is very beautiful, and the workmanship is exquisite and precise. The hilt should be made of some kind of Warcraft teeth or bones. It feels very smooth. It is also inlaid with a row of small rubies, not so much a weapon, but rather a craft.

Han Jin smashed his hand with his hand, and his body was slanted in the oblique thorn. The toes were a little on the wall of the hole. The figure changed his direction, and the movement was light. He fell quietly behind the guard captain and then sent the stiletto backhand. Go out.

With a bang, the short sword penetrated from the neck of the guard captain and emerged from the other side. The body of the guard captain suddenly became stiff, and both hands unconsciously struggled twice. Then the sword fell to the ground and the body changed. It was slack, so it was swaying on the short sword.

The resistance of the guards collapsed in an instant, and they desperately fled to the distance. Han Jin’s eyes flickered and then resumed calm. It’s not because of what is poor, but revenge must try to bring the greatest loss to the enemy and kill it. The few guards are meaningless. The Holy Crown City can recruit dozens or even hundreds of them and take the goods away to bring significant losses to the enemy.

Under the command of Han Jin, the two wooden men became slaves, and they quickly sorted out the seven-eight-eight-slanted team, and the ghosts became driver drivers, driving the carriage to the road.

For a moment, the team entered a world where the fingers could not be seen. Fortunately, the ghost does not need to be bright. Han Jin has no fixed goal. Just go forward, he is too lazy to control those ghosts.

Leopold’s breathing suddenly became heavy, and Han Jin waited for a moment, feeling that Leopold was still motionless, and said with a smile: “Wake up?”

"Adult, can't blame me!" Leopold screamed abruptly: "The knights forced me to do this, adults..."

The roar sounded far and wide in the black lacquered hole, and it also produced an echo. Perhaps his voice was too fierce, and several horses screamed with uneasiness.

"Small voice." Han Jin said faintly.

"Adults, really can't blame me, I don't want to do this, they forced me, adults, I have no way." Leopold whispered.

"I understand, huh, huh..." Han Jin’s smile is like a spring breeze: "I won’t kill you. If you want to kill you, you are already dead."

Leopold was silent, as if he was thinking about how much credibility Hanjin had.

"Right, I ask you, is this tunnel you dug?" Han Jin shifted the subject.

"No, I heard that these tunnels have been around for a long time, as if they were dug by crypts." Leopold replied cautiously.

"Crypt man?"

"You don't know the crypt man?"

"Well, I heard that." Han Jin whispered: "When did the people of the Holy City find these authentic?"

"I don't know, they won't tell me, if it's not for them to buy military capital, I wouldn't be qualified to come here." Leopold hesitated for a long while, and finally couldn't help it: "Adult, we Where are you going?"

"Which, where to go."

"With ... casually?" Leopold saw that Han Jin has always been very amiable, and his courage is too much: "Adult, you can't go here, you will get lost!"

"It’s better to get lost than to be caught. What do you say?" Han Jin smiled. Of course he wouldn’t be afraid to get lost. A mantle would go out unless the vertical distance from the ground was more than ten miles.

"Adults... This is not the way to go, I... I have a suggestion to tell you, you won't blame me?" Leopold said flustered.

"Say it."

"Actually... all this is a misunderstanding, adults, I am willing to guarantee you!" Leopold said in a hurry, he was afraid that he would not have the courage to continue to say: "I have played a lot with the Holy City." After the second time, General Quincy is my good friend, this feeling is still there, as long as I speak..."

"I ask you a question." Han Jin interrupted Leopold's words: "If you say that you are walking and see a cliff in front, will you jump?"

"of course not."

"I won't." Han Jin softly said.

"This……"

"You still don't know, the guy named Mario has been killed by me." Han Jin smiled.

Leopold is a fool, he can't figure out anyway. Since this mercenary even Mario dare to kill, he will not care about his identity as Leopold, but why is he always happy with himself? It’s just like an old friend.

The sound of the hooves, every sound hit his heart, making him uneasy, looking for a chance to escape? This thought just flashed, and he was vetoed by himself. God knows where this is, can you find the way to go back?