Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth the end of the first battle
Another punch was empty, and Hassanget was furious.
At this time, the light and shadow of the mountains suddenly floated on the ground.
In an instant, a giant wolf as terrifying as a mountain appeared and pounced on King Big Ear with an irresistible force.
At the same time, a silver chain faintly stretched out from the giant wolf's mouth, hooking Hasangat in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, the Big-Eared King's body stumbled, as if he was sealed by some invisible shackles. Not only did his counterattack movements become deformed, but the power of his own aura suddenly dropped to another level.
"what is that?"
The phantom of the silver chain disappeared in a flash, and even Moriarty could not see it clearly. But it can suppress the big-eared king to a new level, even if it only takes a few breaths, it can be called a treasure or even a divine weapon. Maybe this is rice
This is why Damoa dared to compete with Barbarossa, a super strong man.
The next second, the giant wolf phantom pounced down, pressing Hasangat under his mountainous body.
There was a deafening sound of "boom", and the earth shook violently, and even the crust of the wasteland was torn apart.
After a few breaths, the wolf shadow faded away, and only Metamoah was seen alone. At his feet, the Big-eared King fell to the ground, half of his body deformed.
"Fully offensive domain power, almost level 15 in power."
Seeing the terrifying blow of the wolf shadow on the mountain turning from virtual to real, Moriarty's understanding of the Duke's strength took another step forward.
Half a minute later, the remaining blood energy of killing that was still barely floating around Hasangote finally struggled and began to completely collapse.
Immediately, the former bloody big-eared king also completed his short journey in the world and returned to the embrace of the Heroic Mountains.
"First game, won"
The fog on the wasteland dispersed slightly, revealing a desolate path leading to an unknown place in the distance. Ekaterina couldn't help but smile with joy.
At the same time, the three Zhenguo knights returned, and the great shaman Jieyang immediately used his unique shamanic skills to treat the injured Ronnie and Mutanbo.
Ronnie was lucky to say that the damage to his fur was quickly healed under the dappled light of the shaman's technique. However, Mu Tambo's arms were cut off a lot by the bloody fist marks. Even if the wounds could be stopped and healed, the lost flesh and blood would not be lost.
It cannot be repaired immediately. Especially due to the special rules of Heroic Mountain. Such hard damage is extremely difficult to recover during the battle for hegemony, so it is inevitable that the combat power will be reduced.
"Just keep going."
The war dead did not need to be buried, because they would be absorbed and assimilated by the Heroes Mountain soon, so after simply bandaging and treating the wounded, the Wolfsburg Army moved in again.
Almost at the same moment, in another unknown battlefield in the Heroes Mountain, Barbarossa had just torn off the head of a one-eyed ogre lord. Dark green blood spilled over a large area, turning everything around him blue.
Ying.
"Haha. Nicholas Silvette, the founding patriarch of Savage Totem, is nothing more than that."
Holding the giant-like head in front of him, Barbarossa laughed so excitedly that he was almost crazy. He seemed to be immersed in the hearty battle just now and had a long aftertaste.
"Your Highness, under the impact of the barbaric flag, our legion lost nearly 400 people. The French Alliance was basically wiped out, and even the Dapeng Knights lost two people..."
Bite the bullet, Cassander stepped forward and reported.
The large-scale barbarian army is really terrifying. Although the number is less than 500, after the collective bloodthirsty becomes crazy, it is like a complete ocean of war. Even if there are two knights of the country as the leader, Barbarossa's army still suffers heavy losses. Especially
Due to the abnormal survivability of the ogre and the high defense after becoming mad, even the knights of the Kingdom are not easy to fight against. It is even more difficult for ordinary soldiers to fight against them. It is not as easy as cutting off the head or blowing out the heart.
The ogre seems to never fall, causing the opponent to collapse.
"It doesn't matter."
However, Barbarossa did not care about the high losses of his legion, and did not even turn a glance. He just admired the barbarian head in his hand with "passion", patting and caressing it vigorously.
"yes."
Seeing this, Cassander secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back quickly.
But after a while, the trophy in the prince's hand turned into a puff of smoke and returned to the Heroes Mountain.
Barbarossa shook his hand, his mood waning and his face showing surprise.
"If Your Highness is still not satisfied, you can order Count Silvet to come to the palace to perform martial arts after he ascends the throne." Under the eyes of powerful men, the Great Shaman Peter Berg had to say.
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Looking at the great shaman, Barbarossa nodded. He calmed down his emotions and tried to give the other party face.
As a result, the severely reduced legion continued to move towards the next battlefield.
"The opponents in the second battle...are actually them"
There seems to be no concept of time and space in Yinglie Mountain. It is difficult to judge how far we have traveled or how long it has passed. Finally, a new valley appears at the front of the path.
In front of the entrance to the valley, there are wolf cavalry wearing jet black leather armor all over the mountains and fields, like a vast black ocean.
When they saw the appearance of the Wolfsburg Legion, all the wargs raised their necks and roared at the same time, letting out a wild wolf howl that reached into the sky, which shocked everyone from the Duke down to the ordinary soldiers.
Amidst the distant howls of wolves, a pair of Romulo knights slowly stepped out of the valley.
From a distance, although the two wolf knights do not seem to be much different from other knights, their majestic power cannot be concealed. What is strange is that the auras of the two powerful men are exactly the same, without any difference. So when they intersect
Together, not only did they not exclude each other's influence due to the incompatible auras, but they acted like a perfect whole, coordinating and assisting each other, causing the power of the extreme that was originally around level 13 to be inexplicably elevated to almost level 14.
"They are...the Crow Brothers"
Watching a pair of Romulo knights appear, Duke Medamoah's stern face showed shock, surprise and even a hint of excitement and admiration for the first time.
In contrast, the other two Zhenguo knights behaved even more "unbearably" and almost screamed.
"Brothers Crowe are the ultimate leaders of Wilderness Kiss, the legendary heroes of our clan"
Beside, Margaret finally screamed and hugged Moriarty's arm tightly.
"It turned out to be them"
Moriarty looked at the two Romulo Ji Dao who were standing at the front of all the black-armored wolf knights, and took a breath.
In Beamon's thousands of years of history, the Crow brothers can be said to be a pair of uniquely powerful figures.
In fact, including the Crow brothers and their beast relatives, they are four children. What is even more rare is that not only did they become Romulo Knights, but they also set foot on the level of the Yakuza together. They established the "Kiss of the Wilderness"
It is also one of the top ten meritorious legions in the history of the Beamon Army. It defeated three heavily armed demon corps in one fell swoop during a certain demon invasion thousands of years ago. Under their combined strength, a fourteenth-level demon was included.
The three dark powerhouses also died on the battlefield one after another.
"Your Excellency Jieyang, please hold a blood-bleeding ceremony for me and Ronnie."
