Big Panda Boss

"Lord Lord, we won!" A blood-stained soldier ran to an aristocratic knight riding a tall horse and reported: "We have driven all those demons into the sea to feed fish."

Lakis nodded and said: "Well, very good, clean the battlefield, treat the wounded, and find out if there are any demon still alive, and come and see me."

"Yes, my lord." The soldier walked away.

Lakis stared at the Demon Race's position that had become a scorched earth, full of doubts. He didn't understand that those Demon Race had clearly nailed a nail in the hinterland of the kingdom. Why did they only send a group of trash fish to stay here? What is the point of doing this? Is it just simply letting this group of trash fish die?

"My lord! My lord!" Suddenly a scream came from behind him.

Lakis looked back and saw a few soldiers ran out of the woods with horror, and even lost their weapons.

"Stop!" Several soldiers immediately drew their swords to stop the frightened soldiers.

"What happened?" Lakis asked with his eyebrows.

A horrified soldier trembling all over: "My lord, there are demons! There are demons! Our temporary camp was destroyed, the wizards were almost completely destroyed, and Master Gesorn was also martyred!"

"What?!" Lakis was shocked and immediately blew the horn to summon all the soldiers to assemble in an emergency.

...A few hours ago.

"Master Gesorn, all the corpses of the demons you want are here." Sergeant Wallace reported respectfully to a white-bearded Faye.

"Yeah." Gesorn looked at the corpses of the demons dragged on the cart, slightly jawed and said, "You did a good job, these are all important research materials."

Wallace was overjoyed, if he could hold the thigh of the Faye, then he might be able to be a knight.

"Sergeant, sergeant." Suddenly a soldier hurried over to report: "Sergeant, we have found a complete demon corpse, but it's a bit big. I'm afraid it will take more than ten people to carry it. move."

"Hi! What a big demons? Isn't it a destroyer?" Wallace asked in surprise.

The soldier replied: "It doesn't look like a saboteur, it's fat, but it's not a suture monster."

"Drag the corpse back first." Wallace immediately ordered his men to take a cart to transport the corpse.

At this time, there were waves of killings from the north, and magical lights flashed in the night sky from time to time.

Wallace looked envious, but he also knew that he was born as a commoner and didn't have the financial resources to become a superior master.

Halfway through the battle, the Faye, who was responsible for providing long-range firepower output, had already withdrawn to rest, because they no longer needed to take action in the next battle.

Wallace hurriedly arranged for his subordinates to serve these gentlemen with delicious food.

At this time, the soldiers who went to pull the corpse happily dragged a huge demons back, causing many soldiers to watch.

"Wow, what a big demons! How much does this weigh?"

"At least one metric ton heavier?"

"Surely more!"

"How big is a demon of what kind?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

"An arrow headshot, I bet it was shot by Master Bayer!"

"As you say, Master Bayer is a marksman in our camp."

"Keep away your mud legs, Master Gesorn is here."

The soldiers onlookers immediately gave way.

Gesorn led the two disciples to the side of the car to look at the huge Demon Soldier. He didn't see the origin of the Demon Race even when he looked around.

"Teacher, have you seen the origin of this demons?" a disciple asked.

Gesorn shook his head and said: "It is rumored that the Demon Realm is vast and boundless, and the race is unknown. No one can recognize it except the gods. When you take it back, you can study it carefully and find its weaknesses as soon as possible before you can deal with it on the battlefield."

"Yes." The two disciples agreed.

At this time, a soldier walked quickly to Wallace and whispered a few words, and then handed him something.

Wallace took the possessions and immediately offered a treasure to Gesorn: "Look, Lord Gesorn, this is the treasure that the soldiers have just found from the corpses of those demons."

Seeing that he had a pair of magic hand guns!

Gesorn picked up a handy gun and looked at it, nodding slightly and said: "It's a magic weapon made by the demon clan. Mortals can't use it. Just put it on the list."

"Yes." Wallace smiled even more, as if he had seen a avenue of wealth in front of him.

Suddenly there was silence all around.

Cang Dang!

A weapon in the hands of a soldier fell to the ground...

Wallace frowned as he was about to speak at him, and suddenly felt a shadow over him.

Immediately afterwards, a big furry hand pinched his head and raised it.

"Where did you get this gun?" Chen Fan asked without the arrow inserted in his forehead, taking the magic hand from the opponent's hand.

"Disintegration ray!" Gesorn reacted the fastest, first teleporting to a hundred steps away, and then raising his hand, a disintegration ray hit Chen Fan.

Without turning his head back, Chen Fan raised his hand with a finger gun and exploded half of his body, leaving only two legs stuck in place.

"Ah!!!" The horrified scream sounded, and the entire camp was instantly messed up.

Some people drew their weapons to prepare for battle, while others ran around in panic.

"Teacher!" The two magic disciples were in horror. They never thought that the teacher who was comparable to a **** in their own eyes would die easily.

At this time, the noise outside disturbed the rest of the mage group.

"What happened?" A mage walked out of the camp with a full face, only to see a demon with a height of nearly ten feet squeezed the head of the Sergeant Wallace with his bare hands, and also drew out his soul in public!

"Enemy attack!!!" The mage immediately issued a warning signal and quickly drew out a magic dagger and slammed at the demons.

Chen Fan was attacked, waved his hand to set off a violent thought force shock wave, directly lifted half of the camp into the sky.

Many soldiers died without knowing what was going on~www.ltnovel.com~ The wizard group suffered heavy losses, only three or four people survived, but they were scared!

"Magic! This monster is a magical! Run!"

Under the collapse of morale, many soldiers threw their helmets and armors and fled for their lives.

Chen Fan didn't bother to chase these humans, and walked to a dumped camp, grabbed the tent and opened a few **** demon corpses.

At a glance, Chen Fan saw the head of the evil demon Crowe who had just been chopped off.

"Oh." Although he had already expected something in his heart, Chen Fan sighed slightly.

Chen Fan was not too sad, after all, he had commanded a large army to conquer the Quartet and was used to death.

A mouthful of flames cremated several corpses, and Chen Fan held a pair of magic hand guns and said silently: "Brother, you can go back to **** with peace of mind. I will take care of your two good friends."