"This is not the place for you, children."
"...I'm sorry, we didn't mean it."
Still holding an eye-catching large pipe in his mouth, Ricas, who claimed to be a police officer, jumped into the street below, and at the same time blocked his handsome figure from Stark and Duan Qing on the other side of the river.
Between the eyes: "Tonight is a lively night, and a kitten without teeth... would have a hard time surviving."
"It is beyond our expectation that Mr. Ricas can appear here." Duan Qing, who was in the dark, replied helplessly: "Do you also have any intentions and want to take advantage of this opportunity to deal with any guy?"
"No, I and those desperadoes...are definitely not the same people."
Likas calmly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and began to walk towards the river bank. Then, while pushing away a few fighting figures, he came to the front of the road along the river: "So
…”
"No matter what they want to do tonight, I will stop them!"
Amidst the constant clashing sound of the gun tip and the iron chain, the experienced police officer holding the sword declared loudly, and then faced the huge stone slab thrown by the short and sturdy black figure from the opposite side, and split a bright sword light. In the dark night
The sudden straight line instantly split the boulder in front of him into two halves, bending the lamppost behind him with a roaring sound of destruction, and turned into thousands of fast fragments with a crackling sound as they hit the wall.
In the middle, some dark figures from other neighborhoods seemed to have received some kind of call, and they rushed towards the direction of the police officer: "Kill that evil star!"
"Kill him!"
"How dare you jump out at this time?"
"You will be judged by us, the Judge!"
"The so-called 'outlaws'... refers to you guys."
Looking at the stocky figure who ignored him, Ricas sighed deeply, then faced the various gang members who had once again aroused public outrage because of his appearance, and raised his
With his hands, countless dazzling lights shot out along his arms, sweeping across the entire street from his cuffs, and then, amidst the screams that rose again from all around, he took the lead in piercing the two
One jumped into the chest of the enemy at the front.
"Not only do you like to escape, but you also have no judgment about the level of strength."
The light like a machine gun moved with the movement of Ricas's arms, and then in the cross of the two arms, a large horizontal barrage was swept out, and the area in front of the riverside avenue was no surprise.
The ground was cleared by the "bullets", and countless fallen corpses flew towards the corner in the darkness. The police officer holding a pipe narrowed his eyes with contentment, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly turned around,
The muzzle of the gun under both sleeves was pointed at the crowd behind, trying to surround it: "Micro Wind Blade Generator... Does anyone want to try it?"
"This guy...could he have traveled back from the future?"
As the frightened group of people cowered and retreated, Duan Qing, who was hiding in the corner, sighed and shook his head: "It's like using hot weapons to crush cold weapons."
"In my personal opinion, ordinary thermal weapons should not be able to withstand the power of magic." Xue Ling Huan Bing replied with a low smile: "And..."
"From what the police officer said, the thing in his sleeve... must also be some kind of magical creation."
It seemed that he had frightened the hesitant enemies. Ricas lowered his arms and turned around with a low smile. It seemed that he no longer wanted to pay attention to the frightened minions, and began to prepare to cross the bridge over the inland river.
.The stocky figure who noticed the change in the situation once again turned his attention to this side of the river, silently raising the giant weapon in his hand, and it was only then that Duan Qing was able to see clearly through some dim lights.
The weapon of the guy who calls himself Stark is a huge hammer like a stone pillar.
The hammer, which was several times taller than me, made a huge noise as it rubbed against the ground, then rose into the air on the other side of the river. Then with the explosion when the figure shattered the floor, the rusty hammer head stained with blood was blown away.
Like a feather, it stood in front of the police officer who wanted to fly past: "Stark..."
"do not like you."
It was as if the suppressed anger had accumulated and exploded at this moment. A terrifying air whistle followed in the space above the river, and then with a loud bang, the figure in mid-air was shot back like a baseball.
Arriving in the air on the left side of the river bank, the police officer, who was unable to distinguish his figure due to his speed, crashed into a guardrail on the street, hammered into the wall behind, and then caused a huge crack to appear there, destroying the house.
The back wall of the house collapsed. The short and stocky figure who had completed the attack appeared in the center of the bridge connecting the two ends of the river bank. He slowly stood up straight, silent but as if he had lost his determination.
The target was interested in life and death, and turned around and walked towards the original position. The huge hammer standing in the air, like its owner, fell weakly to the other end of the bridge. Beside the depression in the ground that was smashed, several people had been hiding.
The gang members nearby also jumped out and shouted: "Long live the patriarch!"
"One hit, one hit and it's all gone, hahahaha!"
"Damn Ricas, he should have gone to hell long ago!"
"Kill him, kill him!"
It was like a makeshift crusade team put down their opponents, rushed across the bridge with a roar, then hugged the members from other neighborhoods who had heard the sound and rushed towards the direction of the collapsed wall. The cold sword energy was tight
Then, an internal eruption of one of the enemy shadows swept a dozen screaming enemies under the river. Others suddenly turned around and looked over, and Duan Qing's figure was finally displayed openly and openly.
In front of them: "X, why is your hatred so high..."
"Didn't you agree not to show up?"
The sword energy full of coldness then appeared in the shadow behind him, piercing several enemies in a straight line beside Duan Qing: "Why did you still take action?"
"The friend introduced by the fat man also took care of us when we entered the city. He saved us both just now. How could he just let us go?"
Spreading his hands helplessly, Duan Qing took out the stone hammer from his back, then looked at Stark who was paying attention again on the other side of the river, and curled his lips with dissatisfaction: "It's so irritating to compare people to each other, why is the weapon in the BOSS's hand
So powerful..."
"That's a seller's show, it doesn't count."
The figure of a woman wearing a black cloak immediately appeared in front of the road along the river, taking the lead in blocking several enemies coming from that direction: "Believe me...if that thing falls into your hands, you will definitely not be able to use it."
"Hey, you don't believe me that much?"
"Okay, just assume I believe you."
The figures of the two players intertwined in the air, and then with their respective attacks, they began to clean up in the direction of the bridge: "But... the appearance of that weapon really does not fit your image."
"Laura, you must have seen it before, right? That's called contrasting cuteness, do you understand?"
"...You are a male, so don't act cute."
"Men should desire power even more! That might be a divine weapon, a divine weapon!"
"Oh? Then let you go over and kill that Stark now...can you do it?"
The conversation between the two people was heard on the left and right sides of the avenue along the river. With the sword light that lit up from time to time, they steadily advanced, and finally broke through to the vicinity of the bridge head amid more and more attractions and surroundings.
There still seemed to be no movement of any living people in the ruins where rubble was still falling, but the gangsters who ran over before didn't seem to have much energy to confirm the life or death of the police officer, because except for those from Duan Qing
In addition to the sword energy of Xue Ling Huan Bing, more and more earth magic also appeared around this intersection as the stone hammer flashed: "He, they also have magicians!"
"Watch your step! And... search it for me!"
"Who are those two adventurers? They have already killed more than a dozen brothers from our Great Ax Gang..."
"We are too...wait, are you from the Ax Gang?"
As the battle situation tilted, the increasingly chaotic scene spread around the ruins behind the bridge again. Duan Qing and Xueling Huanbing, who were using the earthen walls and alleyways, faced less and less defensive pressure.
With the sudden screams of several gangsters who were trying to get around from the roof, the temporary army formed because they wanted to kill a certain police officer finally collapsed, and a certain voice from the ruins finally broke through.
The shackles of the tense atmosphere became the last straw to overwhelm these enemies: "You... don't have to do this, I'm not dead yet."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier..."
Smiling slightly at a blue-haired female swordsman who appeared on the roof, Duan Qing walked into the collapsed ruins, and after a quick search, removed the body belonging to Licas from
Pulled out from the rubble: "You like to scare people, don't you?"
"Ahem... I have a fluid shield, which is used to protect my life. It won't be killed easily."
Reaching out to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ricas showed a confident smile, and then after slapping for a while, he found his lost pipe: "If you do this... where will you put this old face of mine?
"
"The strength of the Twelve Thrones is still too much for you." Duan Qing did not answer the other party's complaint, but pointed to the opposite side of the river bank outside the melee crowd: "You ran over so easily and shouted to stop them.
…Where does your confidence come from?”
"What do you know, little one?"
After shaking his hands and operating in his cuffs for a while, Likas's hands suddenly burst into flames, and then under Duan Qing's helpless eyes, he relit his pipe: "Tonight is a war for the throne, not to solve them.
During this time of personal enmity between the two, so except for Tal Singh who wants to seize the throne, anyone who wants to intervene at this time... is an illegal person."
"Those gangs, organizations, other throne holders, and you little guys..." He exhaled a long breath of smoke, and then pointed to the leaders on the other side of the river who were still entangled: "You all
I am not a person who abides by order. As a police officer in Liberty City, it is my obligation to stop everyone, including you."
"Is there really such a thing as 'order' in the Free City?"
Xuyu Liushang jumped down from the roof and flew away the two enemies who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack. Then he turned back and asked with a low smile: "Now that the whole city is in a battle... I very much doubt what you said.
In one sentence.”
"The word 'order'... of course exists."
After slapping his cowboy hat for a while, Ricas put it on his head again, then picked up his long sword and stepped out of the ruins he created: "Those rules are invisible and exist in everyone here.
In people's hearts, those who know them will naturally live a good life, and those who don't know them...will eventually be eliminated by this city."
"Even if I don't show up, the people there will be stopped." He pointed at the leaders in the distance and said in a low voice: "If the noise is too big... maybe the city lord will show up too."
"Coupled with news from other parts of the city, nine people from the Twelve Thrones have appeared so far."
The woman in the black cloak fell into silence again, murmuring and slowly walked up to Duan Qing: "Such a grand scene... I'm afraid only the city lord can control it, right?"
"We are the party with justice, we don't have to be afraid of those guys." Ricas, who was walking at the front, kicked away a black figure that was about to rush up, and grinned loudly: "Although I also hope that
The villain Eduin dies, but if the process of the throne war is disrupted..."
"The Lord of the City...will be very unhappy."
The fluctuations of magic were accompanied by a thundering explosion, which sounded at a corner of the bridge, and then blew up the melee crowd blocked there, regardless of the enemy or friend, and the inside of the giant cannon appeared again from nowhere.
Cass raised the pipe in his mouth and calmly passed through the huge waves caused by the explosion. Then, with Duan Qing and others who also passed through the smoke, they successfully crossed the bridge head and were still fighting on the other side.
Several gang leaders who had formed a group seemed to have noticed the movement here, and their attention began to drift in the direction of Duan Qing and the others. However, they had walked slowly past this place before and were now giving the boss
Stark, who was in charge of Joel, seemed to have been attracted by another anomaly: "Stark smelled a putrid smell."
"'Northland Buffalo' Stark, and 'Hunter' Joel..."
The words flowing out like sticky filth sounded on the other side where Duan Qing and the others were, in the dark shadow on the other side of the riverside avenue: "What you are doing... seems to be against the rules, right?"
"Throne holders are forbidden from hurting each other... everyone knows this."
It seemed that he was also aware of the approaching danger. Old Joel, who was holding a spear, finally jumped back to his own camp: "But... this is not the first time that I have broken these rules on the surface.
Gaara."
"Jiejiejie... I thought only people from our side would do this."
An unpleasant voice appeared in everyone's ears as a certain figure became clear: "You have also learned bad things...Old Joel."
"This is Huskar the Greataxe's proposal."
Old Joel smiled nonchalantly: "If you think so... isn't that straightforward warrior who has learned to join forces with others also a kind of progress?"
"……very good."
The black mist gradually spread with the silence of the figure, completely attracting Duan Qing's attention. Then in a wordless silence, he once again let out an ugly chuckle: "Your alliance...
We are proving to the world how powerful we are, and your actions... also give me a reason to take action."
"Show your fear."
He whispered, but his body completely disappeared into the black mist flowing along the ground: "To the 'Kingslayer' Jia Luo..."
"Show your weakness!"
This chapter has been completed!