The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 157
"No need. Here, all human beings shorter than two meters and wearing clothes are our compatriots. As long as you have made efforts to drive away these barbaric Bantu people, we will lend a helping hand without hesitation. "Smiling slightly, the old man touched the dusty magic robe and said.

"Doctor Mori, the wounded here seem to be dying!" Lu Zhan was about to say something, but a woman's voice suddenly interrupted him.

"I'm sorry, Warlord, I have to go first." The old man frowned a little when he heard the words, and after he reluctantly finished speaking with Lu Zhan, he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the direction where the voice came from.

Of course, Lu Zhan understood that something must have happened. He looked back at the barbarian who had stood up from the shock and rushed towards the human battle formation, and then looked at himself just returning to 40.00% of his blood volume. Lu Zhan, who was clear in his heart, knew Now is definitely not the time to fight that barbarian head-on. Anyway, if you have nothing to do, why not follow the old man to see what the old man is doing.

Thinking about it, Lu Zhan followed the footsteps of the old man and walked towards the place where the pain was roaring.

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"I found the enemy, he is a master of the king of battle! Shield warrior, activate the protection of the earth! The rest of the personnel are on standby, signal soldiers, go to the rear and notify our legendary fighters to come!" After receiving the embarrassed land battle into the army formation After that, although the captain of the ground striker team was not disturbed, his command remained as usual.

The military strength of the legendary fighters is indeed amazing, but the elite striker team composed of twenty senior shield fighters near the thirtieth rank is not a vegetarian.Soon, a thick and almost substantive vindictiveness of the muddy yellow earth system wrapped the entire hundred-man team in a shield.

"...The guardian of the earth when the black lancers robbed the caravan in the past is not even comparable to this scum, it is not at the same level." Lu Zhan slowly felt the sudden change as he followed the old man. The strength of the shield appeared, and he suddenly realized that even if he stabbed with all his strength, he would never want to make the shield fluctuate a little.Even though the legendary barbarian was very powerful, he might not be able to pose any threat to the team in a short time.

"Doctor Mori, here, here!" A young girl wearing a water magician's robe saw the old man walking quickly from a distance, and shouted with a sad expression on her face.

The old man's already fast pace accelerated by three points, and a floating breath of water system wrapped around his feet in an instant.The distance of a few hundred meters is almost fleeting, and this kind of speed that seems to be moving in a blink of an eye surprised Lu Zhan: "So fast, a pure legal profession can move so fast... This old man is not simple. .”

The old man quickly walked over to the wounded man who was lying on the wooden stretcher, forcibly pressing down on the painful wounded, and began to detect.And Lu Zhan looked at the faces of the wounded lying on the stretcher out of pure curiosity.

But just looking at it like this, Lu Zhan's eyes could no longer move away from that face.

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There are bloody wounds all over the body, and many bones can be seen broken and broken by the naked eye. The whole person has become a puddle of muddy water. At first glance, it is obvious that even the spine is broken, and the bones cannot bear the result of the body. .Now this humanoid creature can basically no longer be called a human being, but just a puddle of immobile flesh.

Of course, no matter how miserable the situation is, it can't cause Lu Zhan's iron heart to fluctuate. He knows how many times Lu Zhan has seen worse situations than this.But what shocked Lu Zhan so much was that this person really did not expect it to be him...

The eyepatch that had already been soaked in blood turned from black to red, but the knife marks all over his face could not hide his once indifferent face.

It was the flame of darkness that was once widely rumored in the Hutton Mar mercenary circle!
The man who bet with Lu Zhan with Ziwan Tachi a few days ago!

And now, this nineteenth-level powerful blind Asura was lying on a wooden stretcher dying.

Lu Zhan closed his eyes and felt the vitality of the Dark Flame, and suddenly found that this strong man had reached the end of his life.Even though the life value has already been restored to full value, but under such heavy damage, the life force is like a candle in the wind, and there is only time left to return to the light.

On the continent of Arad, warriors are strong.But no matter how strong it is, it can't break free from the natural rules of birth, old age, sickness and death. HP potions can make up for life, but not for life.When the life span is exhausted, no one can resist the invasion of death except the god of death Dreyfus.

All fighters will fall into a weak state when their health reaches 15%, and their overall strength will drop by several steps. It will take several days of recovery to slowly get rid of the state.And when the life value reaches 5%, it will enter the dying state.In this case, vitality, which is what ordinary people call lifespan, will drop hundreds of times beyond normal.If you don't pull your health above the dangerous line as soon as possible, you will soon run out of vitality and die.I don't know what kind of situation happened to this man, Diablo Flame, that would make him, a young man in his early twenties, consume all his life force!You know, on the continent of Arad, the average lifespan of a fighter is 120 years old.

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"It's you? Hehe... No, I didn't expect, I, we would meet in this kind of place." As if feeling something, he turned his head quietly feeling the dark flames in the sky, reluctantly facing the direction of the landing battle. said with a smile.

He is a blind Asura who has purely awakened for the second time, and the level of his mind is basically comparable to the real eye, and he immediately noticed Lu Zhan's figure and aura.

"Do you...do you want to do anything else? If it's within my ability, I will try my best." Although he has no deep acquaintance with the Dark Flame, Lu Zhan felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart that could not be suppressed, maybe It was the experience of the same fighters that prompted him to say so.

"There is nothing to entrust. A sinner whose whole family died at his own hands, what can't he let go of?" With a forced smile, an ugly smile appeared on the bloody face of the Dark Flame. The most respected honor, I have no regrets. I just hope that if you have the opportunity in the future, please go to the Li Street in Stam Town and tell the GSD instructor that Dak has returned to the great Kazan... "

As he spoke, jet-black blood flowed from Diablo's mouth, and gradually, the breath of life slowly dissipated from his body.

A life returns to nature so easily and leisurely.

"May your soul return to the glory of God..." The old doctor and the woman silently closed their eyes and prayed to the gods they believed in.

"...things in the world are really impermanent."

Looking at the dark flame's gradually cold body, Lu Zhan's memory seems to have returned to the time when he met this man for the first time. At that time, the dark flame had a slight smile on his mouth.

The demigod-level GSD disciple of the Great Dark Sky, the master of the famous Grand Forest, the blind Asura "Dark Flame" Dak, fell.

(End of this chapter)