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Chapter 72 Don’t let me down

"There's good news, and there's bad news." A hoarse male voice suddenly sounded. Ashlia subconsciously looked along the sound source, and saw a dwarf with a weathered face walking in. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled casually. sex.

"Akhtar, appeared near the mine tunnel." The vicissitudes of life male dwarf scratched his head and sighed:

"Now we can concentrate all the strength of the branch and try to get the Sword of Light back. It is more reliable than hiring killers again and again."

Ashley's eyes brightened slightly, and then she frowned and said, "Then what's the bad news?"

"The bad news is that we are surrounded." The vicissitudes of the male dwarf shrugged. "All exits are blocked by the army of Gear City. Our branch is not strong enough to break through. Now we are trapped in a shackle."

Ashley: "..."

This is obviously because they were surrounded by Akhtar who found an opportunity, and there is no good news at all.

The vicissitudes of life's male dwarf seemed to be aware of Ashlia's thoughts and explained: "As long as it is delayed for a while, the big shots from the top will rush over to support."

He thought about it.

"In about three hours."

"..."

Ashlia breathed a sigh of relief. She still wanted to live and was full of fear of death. After all, she was not a true Twilight believer and had no fear of death.

however.

"But with the strength of our branch, it's difficult to hold on for even an hour." He spread his hands and added the vicissitudes of the male dwarf.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Ashley's face was expressionless, looking at the man with a vicissitudes of temperament, with an expression of gritted teeth, "Spike, are you kidding me?"

"Just kidding, don't be nervous." After waving his hand, Spike's expression became serious, "There is a rock shaft at the bottom of the mine, which is directly connected to the underground magma river. As long as you sneak into the rock shaft, you can escape safely."

"Jumping into the lava, this is suicide..." Before she finished speaking, Ashelia fell silent. She held the blessing of the fire giant Surtur and seemed to be able to move freely in the magma.

After all, magma is equal to the blood of the fire giant Surtur.

"The little princess seems to understand the way to escape." Spike smiled, "We will delay the army in Gear City. Little princess, you should seize the time to escape."

"..." Ashelia opened her mouth and then closed it again. These Twilight Believers are not afraid of death, they just want to burn the world to ashes.

So their logic at the moment is not to escape, but to delay Akhtar here and wait for the big shots of the Twilight Order to take back the Sword of Light.

In this way, there is hope to unblock the Fire Giant Surtur.

"Don't worry, we are not that easy to kill." Spike smiled heartily, and his body surface became metalized.

He stretched out his hand as if made of black gold.

"With my defense, I won't be killed that easily. Maybe I can get the Sword of Light back."

Ashley nodded and left the hut.

She still has some faith in Spike's strength. He has the ability to change his own composition. As long as he touches the corresponding material, he can transform his body into the corresponding material state.

Spike's body at the moment is made up of black gold, a metal that is deposited deep underground and has extremely high toughness.

Spike once relied on his transformation into black gold to withstand the dragon's breath from the front and remained unscathed.

The defense is stronger than ever.

after a while.

Deep in the mine.

cold.

It was extremely cold, as if we were in the middle of winter.

This...isn't right.

Ashley's steps began to slow down, and she looked around with vigilant eyes. She was obviously underground, but still close to the underground magma river. Why was it so cold? This was obviously inconsistent with common sense.

Until she saw a familiar figure.

It was a handsome knight wearing silver armor. He was standing by the lava well, stroking the eight-legged horse's neck and looking at her calmly.

"Why are you here, Akhtar!" Ashlia subconsciously took a step back, showing a panicked look.

At this, Ximu smiled.

"Is this... worth the surprise?" He raised his hand and stroked the hunting king's sword, and the black flames of death ignited.

"Your strength must have become stronger, right?"

Ashley: "..."

During her time at the Twilight Order branch, she gained an in-depth understanding of the favor of the fire giant Surtur.

Now that she has been able to utilize the blessings of the Fire Giant Surtur, she is naturally stronger than before.

However, facing Akhtar, who has become a hero, he still has no confidence.

"There are not enough assassins you have sent to chase me during this period?" Ximu approached Ashlia step by step, seeming a little disappointed and asked, "Have you given up on chasing me?"

It's because there is no money.

Ashley stepped back step by step, biting her lower lip and said, "You must be here just to wait for me!"

"I'm just here to block your escape route." Ximu explained with a smile. He didn't make a special trip to block the mini-boss character of Ashelia. He just ran over and threw a ball into the well in order to prevent the Dusk Order from escaping through the well mouth. The freezing bomb temporarily seals the flowing magma, making it easier for him to hunt down the Twilight Order's experience packs.

"Wait a minute, I am my sister's only relative!" Ashley reacted and planned to use words to persuade her, "If you kill me, my sister will no longer have any relatives!"

"You will meet each other in hell in the future." Ximu's voice was cold, making people feel creepy.

Ahilya was stunned for a moment. Before she could understand what Akhtar said, she felt a pain in her chest. Akhtar took advantage of her daze to stab her chest with a sword burning with black flames. .

The cry of pain has not yet been shouted.

Ximu raised his hand and pressed her mouth, pressing her body against the wall. His cold eyes were emotionless and he whispered into her ear.

"Now you have no use value." After saying this, he firmly grasped the hunting king's sword, letting the more intense flames of death consume Ashelia's immortality.

With the blessing of the flame giant Surtur, Ashelia's strength is at least level seventy and upwards. Coupled with the powerful immortality and destructive power carried by the blessing, she can exert strength beyond level seventy.

However, Ashley was too weak and could not show her true strength at all.

It's like a new player who gets a full-level account from a big boss and has no way to play to the level that a big boss's full-level account should have.

Dungeons that were originally easy to pass will be turned into hell-level difficulty by newbies.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~..." Ashley tried to push away the hand that was covering her mouth, even forgetting to use the power of grace. Her eyes widened in fear and she shed tears of fear.

She wanted to beg for mercy, to ask Akhtar to spare her life for the sake of her sister, but the hand covering her mouth made her unable to speak.

"See you again after I go to hell." Ximu said goodbye, and then drew out the hunting king's sword.

He walked toward the outside of the mine.

If Ashelia could always arrange for killers of corresponding quality to be sent to her door, then he would not kill Ashelia's experience pack.

It's a pity that Ashelia seems to be unable to spend much money to hire high-quality killers, so she can only harvest Ashelia's experience pack.

Ashlia's body fell to the ground. The passing little mare glanced at the dead human and saw this delicate-looking girl, with death flames spreading from her chest, burning the body into ashes.

The power of the Death Witch is really easy to use. No matter how strong the immortality is, everyone is treated equally by the power of death.

You won't survive just because you have immortality.

……

...

Branch of the Order of Dusk.

Ximu looked at the Dusk believers rushing out of the town and recited a spell.

"The noble twelve knights, in order to practice justice, to eliminate evil, and to spread the glory of the king again."

As five of the ten shadow magics reverberated, the shadow behind him began to squirm, and twelve knights from the past knight dynasty emerged.

"Partner, I can do it by myself this time." Ximu turned to the little mare and said, and then launched a charge with the twelve knights.

He held the hunting king's great sword in one hand and the spear that penetrated immortality in the other hand, and ran into the Twilight believers head-on.

Spear penetrated.

Ximu laughed wildly, like a skewer of candied haws, piercing through the several dwarves in front of him, and the hunting king's sword in his right hand smoothly chopped off the heads of the dwarves attacking from his side.

"Hahahaha!!!" Crazy laughter echoed as Ximu walked through the battlefield. Before the dwarf corpses hanging on the spears were completely reduced to ashes, fresh dwarf corpses were penetrated and hung up, as if hanging on the spears. The corpses on the bed were used as fuel.

As he waved his spear, the black flames spread like spilled ink. Some unlucky dwarves were ignited by the burning black flames before they even got close.

Even if you can get close, your head will be chopped off by the hunting king's sword.

"Why do you feel that this man is crazier than us?" Spike's face was subtle at the edge of the battlefield. He witnessed the silver-armored knight who was killing the Twilight Believers. He had the illusion that he was a Twilight Believer.

The Shura-like madness, the joy of killing, was something even the Twilight Believers didn't have.

He gritted his teeth.

Spike clenched the sledgehammer in his hand and rushed into the battlefield. As he kicked the ground with both feet, the volleyed body turned into black gold.

"Big Flame Hammer!" The body flipped around in the air, and the sledgehammer burning with red flames swung down at the crazy killing silver armored knight.

"Bang!" The red flames collided with the black flames, and the spreading flames blew away the Dusk believers around them.

The battlefield suddenly became empty.

Ximu swung the hunting king's sword, locked his eyes on the dark dwarf opposite, and then rushed over.

The hammer and the sword collided, and the two-color flames burst out and entangled, so that the surrounding dwarves did not dare to approach at will, and they tacitly dealt with the twelve summoned knights, as well as the little mare watching at the edge of the battlefield.

"Ah!" The horse's hoof kicked, and the dwarf's fragmented body flew out like a cannonball and hit heavily in an abandoned dilapidated house.

The filly snorted.

These dwarves are a bit ungrateful. She didn't join the battlefield purely because Akhtar didn't want to. It doesn't mean that she is weak.

Otherwise, she alone...no, one horse could kill all the dwarves in this town.

It doesn't take long.

A few minutes later.

Fire engulfed the entire town.

The number of Twilight Believers has been reduced by more than half, from more than two hundred dwarves to more than twenty dwarves.

The reduced number means that Ximu can focus his attention wholeheartedly on the most difficult dwarf.

"You can't defeat me without using the Sword of Light!" Spike smiled evilly and extremely confidently, swinging the sledgehammer in his hand crazily.

He doesn't care about defense. His body transformed into black gold is not afraid of any slashes, he just needs to keep attacking.

The sword and the hammer collided fiercely, and the spreading two-color flames dissolved the land into magma, which was then blown away by the impact.

Whether Akhtar can be defeated or not has been decided from the beginning. Akhtar, holding the artifact in his hand, can easily kill him with a single blow.

However, after using the Sword of Light, Akhtar will fall into a period of weakness. When the senior officials of the Twilight Order arrive, he will not have to face the sharp edge of the Sword of Light and can easily seize the Sword of Light.

So now he's begging to die.

After forcing Akhtar to use the Sword of Light, this creates an opportunity for the big shots behind to snatch the Sword of Light.

"Come on, let me see the glory of God!" Spike laughed, and hammered his subordinates with all his strength, forcing Ximu, who was already evenly matched, to retreat.

He did not pursue, but raised his hand and patted his chest, making a metallic clang sound, and then showed a proud smile.

"There's no way that sword of yours can break through my defenses."

"..." Ximu lowered his head and glanced at the damaged hunting king sword. The useful life of this weapon was approaching its limit.

It is good to use before level 60, but as the strength increases, it becomes difficult to support high-intensity battles.

But this does not mean that the Hunting King Sword cannot support combat.

Hold the sword tightly.

Ximu rushed out like lightning, and the excessive power of death poured into the hunting king's sword, and he swung the sword with Spike's confident smile.

The two sides passed each other.

"Bang" the sledgehammer fell to the ground, Spike turned his head to look at the position of the sledgehammer, and saw that his severed hand was holding the hammer tightly, and the black and gold color gradually began to fade.

The arm was cut off.

"I should have just chopped off your head." Ximu looked at the surprised Spike and threw out a volume of pages.

"Being able to reveal me is a way to greatly enhance your strength." He smiled coldly and stuck the hunting king's sword on the ground.

"I'll give you three minutes to learn it, don't let me down."

"..." Spike was stunned, his eyes showing confusion, not quite understanding what this man wanted to do.

But he still picked up the pages from the ground.

Ximu didn't continue to do anything, and actually watched Spike learn magic. The so-called "can manifest myself" is a magic that can greatly increase the strength, which also means that more experience points can be exploded.

And with Spike's talent, he can learn it in three minutes.

Three minutes later.

"Can I show you!" Spike, under the pressure of life and death, successfully learned it in three minutes. The black gold on the surface of his body became more and more brilliant, and the hardness began to soar.

Subsequently.

"Unfortunately, three minutes are up." A cold voice came out, and the Hunting King's sword that Xi Mu clenched was slashed out.

Cut off Spike's head before he fully transformed.

The body fell to the ground.

Spike's body faded from black and gold, and blood flowed from the broken neck, soaking the hot ground.

(End of this chapter)