The dark blue night covered the earth, with stars dotted and moonlight like water. Under the beautiful scenery, the small town was not peaceful at all.
After Sigg jumped out of the alley nearby, his tone was arrogant and his madness was revealed, as if he was going to fight one against three.
But then, he shouted:
"Brothers, execute justice! Come together and kill them!"
Matt and Black Fox on the opposite side had stagnant expressions, as if they didn't expect the other party to be so shameless.
Bang bang bang!
A series of rapid gunshots interrupted everyone's thinking. Matt's expression changed, and he jumped into the alley.
He did not forget to shout: "Everyone spread out! Find cover!"
These gangsters and human traffickers immediately dispersed, relying on various bunkers on the streets to organize defense. They are locals, familiar with the terrain, and can fight guerrillas very well.
After finally waiting for reinforcements, Matt certainly would not hide in the casino, nor did he, Black Fox, Pell and the others separate.
His men suffered heavy losses, so Matt didn't intend to fight with the Thorn Security Company and let the remaining people provide cover while he quickly retreated.
"Matt, old dog, suffer death!"
Sig roared angrily, and red spiritual energy came out of his body, burning like a flame and lingering around his body.
Although he looks a little thin, the muscle lines vaguely highlighted on his shirt prove that he is strong.
嗵─嗵─嗵─
Heavy footsteps sounded, and the ground shook slightly. Sigur exhaled two streams of white hot air from his mouth and nose, and his eyes widened.
His short brown hair stood up one by one, like a flaming bull. He brandished his mace and charged towards Matt and his group.
The feeling of violent power and the terrifying momentum made Matt's expression change. He was a gunner, and he was no match for a berserker of the same level in close combat.
"Matt, their target is you, you retreat first."
With a clang, Gerald pulled out the slender black sword blade, a faint blue light flowed on the blade, and he spoke calmly.
As long as Matt is still alive and giving him some time to contact the people behind it, Thorns Security Company will be able to retreat.
The black fox hesitated slightly, then raised his black sword, one to the left and one to the right, blocking Sigur's path.
"Hold on, Duke Norton will be here soon!"
After Matt finished speaking, he immediately continued to run away without any hesitation, and retreating with him was Scarface Pearl.
This Knight of the Silver Rose, who had just led his men to break through the defense line, had spent a lot of energy. He was panting and sweating on his forehead.
Pell has already played several halo spells and unique skills, but he can't recover in a short time. Naturally, he can't retreat in this state.
"Don't even think about running away!"
The heavy footsteps became rapid, and Hig roared wildly, charging towards him like a crazy bull.
Wherever he charged, there were strong howling winds and billowing hot air hitting his face!
"Damn it, is this reckless man drugged?" Looking at the terrifying Sigurd, the black fox swallowed and subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.
Gerald's face was also solemn, his palms were sweating, and he said solemnly: "The peak of the third level is approaching the fourth level. Let's attack with all our strength, don't be careless."
He is [Earth Ranger], the third level, and the black fox is [Ghost Slayer Black Samurai], which is stronger and has reached the third level.
But fighting alone, they are no match for Sigg.
The two of them looked at each other with a fierce look in their eyes, surging spiritual energy wrapped around their bodies, and the sword blades lit up with a bright sword light.
Swish! Swish!
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, moved quickly, forming a flanking attack, and waved the sharp blades with sword light in their hands.
"Come on!!"
With a roar, Hig refused to dodge or retreat. On the handle of the mace in his hand, dense red lines lit up one by one.
The surging spiritual energy was directed into the mace, and the head of the mace suddenly turned scarlet, with a wave of heat!
Especially those sharp wolf teeth, like soldering irons, shining with extremely dazzling blood.
Veins popped up in Sigur's arms. He jumped up, brandished the mace in the air, and struck the black fox with a fierce sweep.
clang!
The weapons collided, and a huge metal crash resounded throughout the neighborhood, air waves rolled, and cracks opened in the ground.
Cough! Blood bleeds from the corner of the black fox's mouth. He staggers back a few steps. His arms feel numb. The tiger's mouth is cracked and bleeding continues.
"Wandering - Whirlwind!"
Seeing that his teammates couldn't hold on any longer, Gerald chanted, his sword lit up, and dazzling blue lights shot through the air.
The blue light roared and turned into countless wind blades in an instant, spinning like a whirlwind and strangling forward.
Sig's hair stood on end, he didn't care to attack the black fox, he hurriedly switched from attack to defense, and a phantom danced out of the mace in his hand!
Dang─Dang─Dang─
Sparks flew everywhere, and the mace smashed away the wind blades, but in the haste, some of them still hurt Sigurd.
The windbreaker on his body was in tatters, and blood was flowing from several wounds. When the attack slowed down, he looked quite embarrassed.
"kill!"
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Black Fox and Gerald launched a counterattack at the same time, stabbing Sigurd with two bright sword lights.
"Haha! Looking for death!"
With a wild laugh, Sig looked like a red-eyed bullfight. His muscles all over his body swelled, and his physique instantly became stronger.
The spiritual energy that beat like fire on his body was like a bucket of oil being poured on it, and it burned like a blazing fire. A 5-meter-tall fuzzy shadow stood behind him.
As soon as this tall shadow with double horns on its head appeared, a desolate and domineering aura emerged spontaneously.
"What is this stuff?"
The black fox's forward steps stalled, with a look of horror on his face. He felt that his life was in danger.
"ah!"
Sigg's eyes were red and his short hair stood on end. He was already in a violent state. He was holding a mace emitting heat waves and was unstoppable. He whizzed towards the black fox.
Following his movements, the shadows synchronized with each other, as if the aura of a wild demon god shocked the entire audience!
Poof, vomiting blood, the black fox couldn't resist it at all. He flew out with his sword and fell to the hard floor tiles with a thud.
Gerald's face changed wildly and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and a heart-wrenching crash sounded.
Gerald raised his long sword and struggled to hold Sigurd's mace. The soles of his feet sank into the ground, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Click─Click─
In Gerald's desperate eyes, dense cracks appeared on the sword blade, and it shattered to the ground with a clang.
Poof, blood spattered, and the clothes on Gerald's chest were torn to pieces by sharp wolf teeth, and his chest was suddenly bloody and bloody.
He endured the severe pain and wanted to retreat, but a big hand from Sig pinched his neck. His vision went dark and he almost fell into coma.
Staring at Sigg's red eyes, Gerald's heart felt cold.
Bang!
With rubble flying and smoke flying everywhere, Sig picked up Gerald with one hand and forced him to collapse a wall with him!
After the smoke and dust dissipated, Sigur released his grip on his neck.
"Ahem! What a madman."
Gerald coughed several times, bleeding from all his orifices, and his body was bloody. His body became weak and he sat down on the ground.
