Wang Jin waved his hand gently, and the original nailed sword turned into a white stream of light, and then slowly solidified.
The young man covered in armor tried to wave the slender handle, creating a hunting sound.
It was a pure white flag with golden irises blooming elegantly.
The top of the flag is a sharp point, which is also a spear in a sense.
Slightly moving his shoulders, which were covered with a pure white cloak, Wang Jin showed a smile on his face.
He saw the white knight returning from the distance and the girl in purple light armor.
They walked up to the prince and bowed gently, surrounding the pure white young man.
Petals and feathers were floating in the air, and his unique music played slowly.
Heavy armor, cloak, and crown.
The prince embarks on his own journey, and he will charge on behalf of the entire paradise.
"Light."
Amber light flashed in Wang Jin's eyes, bringing a speed bonus to his companions.
Her long hair, temporarily turned white due to the pollution of the gods, was flying in the air.
"Then...let's go."
The young man waved his hand and pointed the spear-like flag at the completely alienated Chen Zhong in the distance.
——
"What is this?"
Zhao Guangming in the distance was completely stunned.
He knew that Wang Jin had a few good friends with him. After all, there were three gangs of good men, so it was understandable.
In addition, this kid had just asked those dark creatures to share the pressure with the police, which made Zhao Guangming subconsciously think that their role was only investigation and rescue.
Just like my own Steel Raven, it has combat effectiveness but is not too strong.
But Zhao Guangming couldn't understand the two sturdy figures in the distance wearing ferocious heavy armor and wielding giant hammers.
This is equivalent to his crow suddenly turning into Godzilla and killing his enemies with just a sneeze.
"Having said that...he's so handsome."
Zhao Guangming gritted his teeth, casually picked up the raven on his shoulder, and stared at its blood-red eyes full of pollution.
It seems that he is trying to see the non-existent soul of the other party through the complicated gear structure.
"Change it for me! Change it for me!"
"Gah?"
The middle-aged man shook the steel raven in his hand with a lonely look on his face, but only received a burst of unexplained cries.
——
"roar!!"
The white knights roared, and the hammers in their hands flew up and down, attacking the twisted and deformed flesh mercilessly.
Wang Jin waved the spear in his hand, and his figure was as unpredictable as a dance.
The armor on his body is lighter than that of Xiao Hei and Mirror Ghost, but it will also put a burden on the body.
Of course, if its weight is changed through the blessing of the gods, that's another matter.
They will be the most reliable defense until inspiration is exhausted.
Ah Zi did not attack. The little girl followed Wang Jin all the time, helping him relieve his fatigue and pain.
"drink!"
Wang Jin let out a low roar, and the spear penetrated the vague flesh and blood.
He knew that this righteous siege would not last long.
The strange thing has arrived, but I was stunned before I could figure out the situation.
You must cause as much damage as possible before he can react, thereby consuming the life force of this body.
"This thing must be taken back first."
Wang Jin gritted his teeth and casually pulled out the flesh-devouring short knife.
It is full of cracks, but it is still strong and refuses to collapse.
Maybe...this thing is the key to getting rid of that weird thing completely.
"Ouch!!"
The blood-red light flashed, and the mass of flesh and blood suddenly exploded.
The next second, everyone except Wang Jin flew out of thin air and landed heavily on the ground.
"Oh shit."
Wang Jin grinned and supported his body with the spear in his hand to prevent himself from falling.
He didn't feel well even after receiving this blow.
"you…"
The broken flesh and blood squirmed, and a murmur like a whisper could be heard in the air.
"Why are you here?"
"…ha?"
Wang Jin turned his head and looked behind him. He didn't quite believe that this mass of flesh and blood was talking about him.
After looking around, the young man helplessly looked at the flesh and blood in front of him.
"You admit your mistake. I am just an ordinary person who is ready to kill you."
Wang Jin sighed and gently waved the spear in his hand.
"Of course, I don't expect to learn about that bastard from you either."
"But I'm pretty sure that neither he nor I will try our best to kill you."
Looking back at the white knight who was trying to get closer to him, Wang Jin grinned.
The disaster is the pot lid, something that is often sacrificed to the whole city should not exist.
"Come on, you beasts who regard human life as nothing."
"Let's have a good fight until the death."
There were no polite greetings and no harsh words to each other.
Wang Jin had surprisingly the same idea as this thing.
Kill the troublesome guy in front of you.
"I am the master of flesh and blood, the embodiment of gluttony."
The blasphemous thing twisted and twisted as hard as it could, and its body began to swell.
After a while, he vaguely regained his human form.
It's a pity that it's just a human form forcibly pieced together from broken flesh and bones.
"You fart."
The young man gritted his teeth and rushed over with the white knight.
He had no intention of giving this thing a chance to announce his identity.
Wang Jin had already roughly guessed the opponent's personality and knew his strength.
If the other party really has flesh-and-blood authority, he can simply let himself explode and die.
But he didn't, and he couldn't even directly influence the actions of other normal people.
Apart from that, the pollution on his body is only slightly stronger than that of Shen Ni and Liuli.
It was completely unqualified for Wang Jin, who had experienced strong winds and waves.
Of course, this does not mean that Wang Jin can easily kill the opponent.
"I don't know who just became a grandson because of the ancient god's aura."
Wang Jin sneered and spoke, the spear in his hand pierced the flesh and blood body.
Although he didn't know if the mentality of doing this thing would work, he still wanted to give it a try.
"Ouch!"
Angry roars filled the air, and twisted flesh and blood waved two arms made of bones, intending to shut up the noisy young man in front of him forever.
The white knights waved giant hammers and stood in front of Wang Jin, each of them tightly hugging the humanoid arms.
The heavy armor and their huge size obscured the figure of the young prince, leaving only the white flag fluttering in the air.
Just as the twisted flesh and blood was preparing for the next attack, he suddenly saw a white shadow flashing past.
The young prince jumped up high, holding a cracked dagger in his hand.
Since both of the opponent's arms are controlled, he should take advantage of this opportunity to cause as much damage as possible.
"I am the King of Blood and the Lord of Feasts."
The strange thing squirmed twice, and once again stretched out two tentacles made of flesh and blood.
There was illusory laughter in the air, and the thing that claimed to be the Lord of the Feast seemed to be laughing at Wang Jin's stupidity.
These human beings will always be like this and will only look at problems with their own short-sightedness.