"?! Blood?" The troll third was taken aback. Before he could react, he suddenly felt his feet leave the ground. At first glance, the blood-colored little bats had gathered around him, biting his own. Leather clothing brought himself alive into the air.

"Damn! What kind of ghost bat is this? It can't be broken?" Your own magic power has no meaning to these little bats. It is better to say that these little scarlet bats that bite themselves are still constantly Absorb the magic energy in one's own body.

"Damn! Let me go!"

What the third child didn't expect was that when he said this, the little bats around really let go.

"Wow!" The third child who landed from the air in a free fall wailed.

Bai Ji flew back to the sickle, retransformed, and pulled out the giant sickle that was stuck on the ground with a ‘click’. She licked her lips and showed a little devil’s smile as she watched the third child falling into the sky.

With a stroke of the sickle, Bai Ji placed it in the position where the third child was about to fall, with the tip of the blade facing upwards.

"Kacha!!" The wailing stopped abruptly, and the troll soldiers were all horrified and unbelievable, as if they had seen a ghost.

A moment ago, the sergeant who was still screaming at his own eyes to boost morale, at this moment, was soaked up on the penetrating giant sickle, like beef jerky hanging on a skewer.

Bai Ji picked up the sickle and flicked it, dragging the troll wearing it and flying away, glanced at the blood-stained sickle, and frowned slightly.

"Hey, **** it up well, we don't want to stain our hair because of the weird body fluids on the hairpin~" Bai Ji warned with a kick of the sickle lightly.

Chapter 4 ~ Death Dive

"Come on, brothers! For the God of War Prague!" Fear and anger aroused the bloodiness of the troll soldiers. The heroic death of the commander will not destroy their fighting will. They are called the "wild beasts". More fearless than any civilized race.

According to the teachings of their ancestors "Prague", the day of freedom of life and death is destined. Armor is considered to be a comfort for the coward. Either fight to death on the battlefield or live in triumph. This is what a troll man should have.

"Followers of the God of War, listen to the drums of Prague! The **** fear will be burned with blood!" The fear that had been generated before turned into endless fighting intent at this moment, and the troll soldiers were all red with red eyes and licked their hands The weapon yelled.

"Really, a fearless barbarian." Glancing at the swarming troll soldiers, Bai Ji frowned slightly, waved his bone sickle, and easily sent it into the chest of a troll soldier three meters away. With a twitch of his arms, he hooked the troll man who had been drained of flesh and soul, and sent the **** magic source ball gathered in his little hand into his body.

After doing all this, the sickle turned, and the shriveled corpse hung on the sickle was thrown at the unstoppable Troll soldiers.

[Lassambo a fat-burning bomb]

"Boom boom BOOM!!"

The mixed colors of crimson and pitch black exploded like fuel in the troll soldier pile. The troll man who was within the explosion range and did not know what happened felt like he was flying out, and he was still spurting blood in his field of vision. .

"Drink!" Regardless of the surrounding companions who were blown to pieces, the troll soldiers who had been dazzled by the blood rushed to Ji Bai's side. The handle leaned forward, and the troll soldier was bounced back. Ji Bai held the end of the sickle in one hand and hooked the repelled troll soldier back, and with the other hand pushed the **** magic source that had already been charged into his. In the abdomen, the end of the sickle was inserted into the ground, climbed up the sickle pole, and kicked the troll's chest with both feet.

"Bounce!!" The troll man who was kicked back hit and took several companions, and then another dark red explosion bloomed in the middle of the troll soldier.

"Asshole!!" I don't know if it was driven crazy by fear, or was truly fearless to forgetting. The mass attrition caused by the two magic source attacks did not weaken the footsteps of the troll soldiers at all. They were stained with blood from their companions, only in their eyes. Only crazy.

"Savage and crude." Seeing the trace of body fluid splashing on her body, Bai Ji narrowed her eyes in disgust. The head of a demon soldier.

Looking at the indomitable black crushing troll soldier, a trace of Ling Ran appeared in his scarlet eyes.

There are too many ants to kill elephants. This phenomenon can only occur in nature at best. It is a reality, especially for the demons. If you want to defeat quality with quantity, it is just a dream.

Bai Ji slowly smashed the sickle in her hand into the soil and inserted it into the ground. She climbed onto the handle of the sickle and stepped on the blade of the sickle. Before the weapon of the troll soldier suddenly struck, she kicked her feet. , Ghost Wing unfolded and flew into the night sky.

"Hey?! What the hell?!" Seeing the girl who flew higher and higher in the night sky and gradually turned into black spots, the troll soldiers were puzzled.

Is this escaping? ? But why didn't you bring a weapon?

"Teacher, are you okay?" Above the city wall, the remaining knights are still fighting against the trapped beasts.

A young knight lifted up the old knight who was almost fainted and covered in blood.

"It's okay, but it's just a missing arm. It won't be convenient to tickle it in the future." The old knight who stood up with a long sword strenuously said indifferently. His left arm and a section of his arm were cut off alive. There was a hideous scar that was still bleeding.

"Teacher, we lost." The young knight said tremblingly as the trolls of various hideous faces were getting closer to him.

"Hey," the old knight looked at the students behind him, and most of them were missing from the students who had resolutely chosen to follow him and stick to the death battle before, knight.

Now, no one is more worthy of these two words than them.

The old knight looked like a late old man now, his eyes full of fatigue.

He dared not look to the ground, because there were too many familiar faces creeping on the cold floor, as if they had appeared alive at the last moment.

At least, he and them stick to the last moment, it can be regarded as the implementation of the knight's creed, right? Master Tianhui "?! Teacher, do you think it is"

"Huh?" Following the gaze of his own students, the old knight looked intently, and couldn't help but froze.

"Then, what is that?!"

In the night sky not far away, the brilliance of the crescent moon shone on a petite and exquisite body, with silver hair flying like a holy and flawless angel.

However, the black ghost wings behind him and the indifferent scarlet eyes made the knight present shudder.

"Blood, blood?!" For a while, the old knight felt desperate.

The girl didn't look here, she seemed to be looking down at something below, the ghost wings opened, and the scarlet eyes burst into light.

She was wrapped in a black cloak of black inflammation, matched with the pair of black wings behind her upper body, like a death **** holding a sickle, swooping down toward the ground, "Damn! What is that?!" The girl flew away. After a period of time, a wave of anxiety gradually occupied the hearts of the troll soldiers. Suddenly, in the air, an elephant-like "Reaper" swooped down, and the source of demon was so strong that people felt suffocating and frightened the troll soldiers. Extremely.

"Run!" Under the black **** of death, the moonlight was completely obscured, and the visual impact and the huge magic source aura instantly shattered the courage of the troll soldiers.

And just when they wanted the birds and beasts to disperse, they found that their bodies had long been unwilling to do so, and their necks were tied with a blood-colored chain at some point, and the other end of the chain was connected to the huge bone sickle that had been inserted on the ground before.

"Wha!" The trolls were desperate, their knees knelt down, they seemed to be able to hear the huge bone scythe that was pulling countless red threads sneered.

Without stopping, the **** of death in the sky gradually enlarged and arrived as promised.

[Rasambo a death swooping]

"Boom boom boom!"

The black flames scorched the ground violently, and no corpses appeared on the destroyed ground. Only a trace of blue soul was absorbed into the skeleton of the bone sickle in all directions.

Chapter 5 ~ Hungry, Hungry~!

"Boom boom boom!" The deafening explosion sounded through half of the border city, burning black flames soaring into the sky, like lava from a volcano's crater.

"Old, teacher, at the gate of the city, what happened?" The young knight supported his mentor, staring blankly at the dark flames that rushed into the sky, his mouth closed from ear to ear.

"I don't know if a vampire flew over just now." Faced with a scene that the poorest ordinary people could not describe in their entire life, the old knight with his broken arm was also dumbfounded, panting and holding his sword. , Did not notice a troll soldier approaching at all.

"?! Teacher, be careful!" The old knight came back to his senses in the shouts of the students, his eyes narrowed, and a mace kept zooming in the old knight's field of vision.

Is this old life going to be handed over here after all? ? The old knight closed his eyes, thinking a little unwillingly.

"Crack!" The sound of the blade's penetration echoed in the ears of the old knight, and hot green blood poured on his helmet.

"This is, what's going on?" The old knight who opened his eyes and his surviving students stared blankly at the huge bone scythe pierced on the pillar of the tower. The troll hanging on the blade was at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh and blood shrank quickly and turned into a shriveled corpse. The old knight could even see a few wisps of blue silk threaded into the skeleton carvings of the bone sickle.