Broad World

Full of elastic skin, smart eyes, coordinated body and limbs, no rot or smell, everything looks so perfect, except for the conspicuous scar on the belly. But it doesn't matter, as long as you wear clothes and armor, you can cover it well.

The golem shook his head slightly: "No, Master, everything is intact."

Aberdare looked at what was happening before him with a dull face, and slowly stood up and sighed: "Damn! Are you real? She's resurrected?!!!"

"No, this is not a resurrection. The current Ferry and the original one are completely two souls. She is my creation and completely obeys my orders. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, let's go, let's go to the first family to test What's the effect?" Henry waved his hand and motioned to the flesh golem to put on clothes and armor.

Counting the time, the preparations for Mister Adu (Lace) should be almost done. It is time for this play to enter the ** part to see who can become the final winner. When he thought of facing a goddess, he felt the blood all over his body boiling, as if the soul was shouting loudly.

After a whole night of war and slave riots, several platforms near the entrance of the city have been completely turned into ruins. Thousands of dark elves who were rushed thereafter have been killed, and most of the city is filled with a strong smell of blood. The stone pillars used for timekeeping in front of the Mage Tower were bare, and the ring of fire on it had disappeared a few hours ago, as if to herald the future of Uster Nazareth.

The slave platform on the north side that was blocked by a huge boulder was always full of weirdness. Every ten minutes there would be a huge crashing sound, as if there was a wild beast in it trying to come out. It has been a long time since the virus broke out, and I believe that all the mutants in it should have almost completed a series of evolutions, and will soon be able to rush out to kill the Quartet.

In this weird atmosphere, the dark elves walking on the street speeded up their pace unconsciously. Because they all know what happened last night. Especially the entrance to the black hole of the city gate, like a monster that swallows everything, looks very eerie and terrifying.

"Damn it! This city makes me feel like the end is coming." Aberdare muttered in a low voice. Even a dull guy like him can detect that the situation is not right. Not to mention those local residents who are extremely sensitive to nerves.

"Yes, my friend. You will soon see what the real doomsday is." After speaking, Henry showed a meaningful smile on his face.

The three of them moved very fast, and they arrived at the door of the First Family within a short while. There were physical golems opening the way, and the guards didn't dare to stop them and let them go. Just when they secretly rejoiced that there was no problem, a figure suddenly flashed out of the corner and attacked without saying a word.

He holds a one-handed giant sword in his hand, also known as a half-handed epee. It is a weapon that requires much strength. Generally speaking, only barbarians and orcs with strong arms can use it flexibly. But this dark elf warrior used it well. All of a sudden, the three of them were forced back, followed by a mad dog pounced on Henry, as if there was a deep hatred between the two.

"Laza O'Na, I really didn't expect that you still have the courage to draw a sword in front of me." Henry dodged calmly, and teased him abusively. He instantly recognized the true identity of this soldier, the guy who was severely humiliated by himself in the duel.

"Huh! Don't be proud, I promise, you will never get out of the Dursbana family's door." La Sauna said gritted his teeth. His eyes were full of anger and hatred, and he wanted to devour the enemy before him.

But this is no wonder. After all, kneeling down and licking boots in front of so many people is not something ordinary people can bear. Look at what those seriously humiliated celebrities have done in the history of the earth. Goujian, the king of Yue, ate human feces, and finally became completely abnormal in his heart. Not only destroys the enemy, but also destroys our country. Sun Bin ate pig shit, and ended up playing with him hundreds of thousands of soldiers, Wei Wushu, chopped off his senior brother Pang Juan's head and hung it on the chariot.

In addition, there was Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty. He was also forced to eat his own shit. After winning Jing Nan, he was stunned to come up with an extinct ten clan. This shows how terrifying the dark side of his heart is . It is actually possible for humans with complete moral concepts to do such horrible things, not to mention the dark elves who advocate chaos and evil.

For Lhasaou's unforgettable hatred. Henry obviously didn't care very much, because this guy was just a fighter. And there is no potential to become a spellcaster, at best it is a cannon fodder, and it does not pose any threat at all.

While he continued to play with his opponent in front of everyone, he sneered loudly: "Strike hard, fast, yes, that's it. Keep a little bit to the left, come on, and you can kill me right away."

"Yes, keep your pace steady and don't shake your wrists."

"Haha! How do you feel a little tired? It doesn't matter, I can allow you to rest for a few minutes."

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With such naked contempt, even Aberdare, who was standing by and watching the battle, couldn't help covering his eyes. It's too miserable, it's totally unbearable. He couldn't imagine what he would do if he encountered such an enemy one day. Perhaps committing suicide with a sword would be a good choice, at least without having to endure the inner suffering all the time.

No way, the gap between the two is too big, and Henry himself is a fast and flexible route, so he has the upper hand in evasion. Every time Lhasa O'na attacked, he would be seen through immediately, including the change and direction of the sword. How could he fight this kind of battle? It's exactly like a strong man is teasing a child.

"Oh... **** it, I actually think the guy who attacked is a bit pitiful." Aberdare's eyes couldn't help showing sympathy.

Of course, he wasn't the only one showing sympathetic eyes, and the family soldiers around him almost all had such expressions, especially the noble members on the balcony on the second floor, who kept sighing. They could all see that this battle was completely one-sided, and as long as Henry wanted, he could end it at any time.

Every dark elf present knows that Lhasa'ona is completely finished. Even if he can survive the duel, Mister Adu (Lace) will take away his noble status and be demoted to a commoner or a slave. In the eyes of the dark elf, failing to face the same person twice represents stupidity, and a stupid guy is not worthy of becoming a nobleman.

Everyone knows that offense is more physically demanding than defense. After only a few minutes, Lhasaona’s breathing began to become heavy, and the swing speed of the giant sword gradually slowed down. Obviously, he was tired, sweat was dripping down his cheeks and neck, and the arm holding the weapon was slightly trembling, not at all as steady as before.

"Well, do you want to continue to kneel down and lick my boots and beg me to let you go?" Henry asked frantically. He didn't even draw out his weapon, standing there with his bare hands, with a scornful smile on his face, he didn't put the opponent in his eyes at all.

"No! I want to use your blood to wash away the shame! What are you waiting for! Come on! Cut this arrogant guy into meat sauce!" Seeing that he had no hope of victory, Lhasaou Na immediately yelled at the family soldiers who were watching.

Unfortunately, there was not even a single response. Because the dark elf warriors all saw the eldest daughter's warning eyes, they all lowered their heads silently, pretending they could not see or hear.

As a flesh golem, Ferry certainly wouldn't let his master be besieged, and took the initiative to act in a play. Her every move is no different from before, except that she no longer has the power of a priest. But most people obviously couldn't see this at all, and even the other high-ranking priestesses standing on the balcony noticed something wrong.

Seeing that no one stood up, Henry opened his arms and laughed: "Hahahahaha! It's funny, it's so funny. Now no one obeys your orders, no one wants to stand with you, you're done, waste. "

"No! It's you! Go to hell! Nim!" Lhasaou Na suddenly took out a special crossbow from behind, and placed five (quenched) poisonous arrows in the upper groove at the same time, Yin Smiled hard and pulled the trigger.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

With the five sounds of piercing the air, the blue gold arrow rushed towards the face, the speed was completely beyond imagination. The distance between the two of them was only a few meters. They pierced into Henry's body without even a second, and made a few muffled noises. The blood quickly stayed along the wound, and soon soaked the clothes and locks. Zijia.

Everyone was stunned, and no one thought that the final outcome would be like this. Lhasa Ouna, who had completed the reversal, laughed wildly and shouted: "Hahahaha! How, ah! This is a gift I carefully prepared, a crossbow with five arrows, and a (venom) sac of a giant spider. I'm dying. The final winner is me, hahahahaha."

He is about to die of happiness now ~www.ltnovel.com~ Killed the enemy who humiliated him, became the pride of the Dursban family again, and suppressed the new guy, everything is so perfect. Right and glory, what every dark elf pursues, can be obtained by cutting off the head of the guy in front of him.

"Good job, very good strategy." said a woman approvingly on the second floor platform.

Another man also nodded: "It's really great. It seems that the Lhasa O'na we are familiar with is coming back again."

This is the society of dark elves, where the winner gets everything and the loser gets spurned. They don't care what means you use, they just look at the final result. Winners and losers, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive, the cruelest laws of nature are vividly reflected here.

Just when Lhasaona wanted to carry the sword to reap the fruits of victory, Henry, who stood motionless, suddenly showed a strange smile, followed by a lunge and rushed to the front, raising his fist and hitting his face hard. , And then stepped on his opponent's arm without hesitation.

He didn't care about the crossbow bolt on his body, and asked with a sneer, "This is your hole card? It's disappointing, I thought I could be a little surprised." To be continued