". Heroes who draw their swords for the weak, and brave men who fear death for their companions. Really."

“...the perfect collection…”

A voice full of admiration spit out from the mouth of the woman in black. The eyes as deep as the night looked at Chen Fei and Aisai with an inexplicable light. They nodded slightly as if they were very satisfied. The white palms were gently raised and waved to the human warriors in front of them. The gentle voice was mixed with some impatient smell. "So, I should give you the perfect ending that heroes and brave men deserve! The warriors under my command will compose this epic with you!"

Roar ~

Behind the woman, the roar that had already quieted sounded again, to be precise, was even more violent and cruel, not for food or destruction, but just to implement the king's request. These dead men charged forward like warriors who were fearless. The hot beliefs that did not exist on them were burning like flames at this time, which made Aisai's blue eyes narrow slightly, and the five fingers holding the hilt of the giant sword subconsciously increased their strength.

..Can the belief in fighting with just a single sentence, without even elemental fluctuations?..

...so weird...

He let out a gentle breath, Aisai turned his wrist, pointed his sword sharply to the ground, and rushed towards the hideous and terrifying enemy in front of him. On the sword body, the red and purple rune flame was burning steadily, and the hot breath caused ripples in the space. Behind him, the other paladins were still standing in place with their swords. Suli's silent and resolute faces were full of anxiety, but he had never moved a step.

[Standard Runes]: The strongest defense ability of the Paladin requires at least ten warriors to build. If you stick to one place, you can defend against almost all kinds of attack situations. The more people, the stronger the defense. Flaws.

When setting up the formation, the formation agent cannot move!

drink!

Qing shouted, and Aisaiya tried hard to get her feet. The body rushing forward suddenly jumped up under the action of the fighting spirit. With her waist as the axis, her body wearing heavy armor was unscientifically rotating in the air. The giant sword burning with flames in her hand drew an elegant arc curve in the air, and it slashed into the camp of the undead clan like a meteorite. The crisp and dense sound of bone bursting was clearly heard even in the blasting air waves.

Sword technique - Fallen Dragon Slash!

Exhausted a breath of turbid air, Aisai's right leg wrapped in steel hit out at an astonishing frequency, draining all the airflow around him. A transparent air cover appeared in the space where his right leg hit him. After pausing for a moment, he flew forward hard. In the harsh sound, the body of the Undead, which contained dark magic power comparable to steel, was directly cut into pieces like a crisp biscuit. The sticky rotten blood spilled like rain, staining the cold face of the adjutant, like the god of death from hell.

Sword technique - Dimensional slash, change!

..

The precise and gorgeous sword technique as accurate as a textbook bloomed from the giant sword in Aisai's hand, killing the undead around him like mowing grass. Almost no monster had survived three breaths under him, but neither Aisai himself nor the paladins who set up the formation had any relaxation on his face. Because.

The battle with the undead tribe is never determined by personal combat power!

The lowest level of the undead is just an ordinary resurrection skeleton. Ordinary warriors can easily deal with them, but they never appear one or two!

Puff!

A bunch of warm blood splashed out from the joints of the adjutant's heavy armor. Aisai didn't care that the giant sword in his hand was slashing the monster that had attacked him. The empty left hand clenched its fist and put it on his waist. After pausing for a moment, it was like a cannonball. The fighting spirit wrapped crushed the six or seven monsters in front, but it was directly macheted on the back by three bone blades, leaving three obvious marks on the heavy armor made of steel.

In a mess, in a down-and-out manner.

The friend's disobedient appearance that had never been seen before reflected in Laurent's eyes, making the worry and struggle on his face worse and worse - the undead will never appear one or two, because their name is the Undead Natural Disaster! Their number will always be in units of ten thousand, and even the lowest-level skeletons can be transformed into waves and submerged and destroyed everything that dared to provoke them!

And the Undead Clan is not only low-level skeletons!

...No, if this continues, Azaia will.

..But..

"Damn it!" Thinking of what my friend said before, Laurent struggled for a while and finally roared hard, but the fighting spirit gradually rising from the original body calmed down again. He gritted his teeth hard, turned his head and couldn't bear to take a look. His close friend, who was once extremely proud, now looked embarrassed.

...

The giant sword slashed down and slashed the undead tribe in front of him hard. Aisai's breathing was already a little messy. Seeing the monster that had just been chopped out by his full strength and stood up again, the young adjutant frowned slightly, and the giant sword stood up slightly to protect his body. Around the surroundings, the ordinary undead tribes with low power had retreated far away. Now the monsters that were besieging him had obviously reached the peak of silver, even.

gold!

The undead warrior wearing heavy armor stood respectfully in front of the black-haired woman with a heavy sword. After the woman smiled and pointed at Aisaiah, she bowed her head slightly and walked towards the adjutant confronting several silver undead people. The obscure and solemn power fluctuations on her body made Aisaiah's blue pupils suddenly shrink.

This was not the first time he met this kind of undead tribe. When he first met Chen Fei, the dying undead tribe also needed him and Laurent to join hands to kill him. At this time, he was the only one. The other party was in full swing.

"It's really troublesome."

With a soft sigh, Aisai's five fingers holding the sword stretched slightly, and a stream of light slowly wrapped around the sword edge of the giant sword. At this time, only the golden undead tribe who was slowly approaching in front of him. The undead tribes around him did not know what orders they received, but did not continue to attack, but just blocked his retreat, as if so.

The stage for watching the show is just like that!

"Despicable and stupid human, I will use my sword to cut off your head and offer it to my lord!" A roared, and the black-armored undead rushed towards Aisai with a heavy sword in his hand. The ferocious figure became bigger and bigger in the latter's ice-blue pupils. The heavy sword mixed with violent momentum was slashed down hard. Under the strange momentum, Aisai's body was firmly fixed in place and could not move, as if it would be beheaded by a sword in the next moment!

Buzz ~

At this moment, a low and solemn buzzing sounded again.

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Chapter completed!