The Emerald Tower

"Lord Durdland!"

Those mercenaries belonging to the poisonous scorpion mercenary group ran toward this ally with such a voice—faced with failure, these mercenaries were at a loss, and when they saw the powerful, allies After Durdland, he almost instinctively ran towards the opponent, as if he could escape the fate of failure by his side.

However, it is clear that these mercenaries have forgotten one thing--

Deirdland's strength, in addition to his own strength, is more of the opponent's unpredictable character and murderous hobby.

‘Random Killer’

Such a title is enough to explain everything.

The running mercenaries stopped suddenly, or to be precise, their upper body stopped in mid-air, and their lower body slumped forward after a few steps before limp.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The mercenaries wailed and rolled on the ground, and the intestines and other internal organs were scattered on the ground as they rolled.

The white snow, bright red blood, is extremely dazzling.

When the hot blood melted the snow, it began to become turbid, which made people not want to take another look.

At least, the people in Tyre who were cheering just now turned their heads one after another, and some of the timid even fainted, and the bold ones were frowning and unbearable.

Dean walked quickly to these wailing and rolling mercenaries, and the long sword quickly swept across the opponent's neck.

In the face of death, the mercenaries had no fear, and even gratitude and relief appeared on their faces.

"Tsk, kindness to the enemy is not good... Kind people will never die in the end!"

The ‘murderer’ stood there and did not move. Just looking at Dean who turned around like this. Speaking slowly. With a hint of contempt in his tone, he continued: "Haven’t you ever thought, when you become what they look like, who will give you'liberation'? Don’t worry, no one...because, who If you dare to liberate you, I will kill someone first-as a punishment for not knowing good or bad, I think it's very appropriate. What do you think?

"Are you going to fight me?"

Dean was a little bit unreasonable.

"Of course, of course, a duel! A duel!"

The'Ran Killer' nodded, and then began to stroke his long sword scabbard-the scabbard of that long sword was inlaid with a dozen dove egg-sized gems, and the palm of the'Ran Killer' kept on The hard work changed from the first touch to a brutal crush, just like a lover turned an enemy.

Blood flowed from the corrupted palm, along the gems. Snow dripped from the scabbard.

Watching this scene, the onlookers around. Once again, he took a slight breath-apparently they were frightened by the crazy behavior of the ‘killers’.

And the next move made even the bolder people in the group take a step back subconsciously——

The ‘killer’ began to lick the blood on the gem scabbard, as if it were incredibly delicious.

"Duel...do you like it to be fair? I'll give you an hour to recover. After all, you just fought before, didn't you?"

The murmur of the ‘Mass Killer’ groaned as if murmured.

Dean frowned, and then, just standing in place, closing his eyes slightly, he was really resting.

...

"What a fast sword!"

Nord on the hillside in the distance whispered.

"Well, I can't resist it at all!"

Kesd, who had been staring at the field, turned his head, and he could clearly see the lingering expression on his face-before, the speed of the'killer' made the captain of the lion mercenary group feel When it came to fear, because after thinking about it, he found that no matter what, he couldn't avoid that sword.

And the end that can't be avoided is naturally no different from those mercenaries who have been cut in half.

I recalled the situation I saw before again in my mind. The captain of the lion mercenary group couldn’t help saying: "Your Excellency Dean Ken’s talent is [Giant Change], although he has a strong defense and a huge Strength and rapid recovery of physical strength, but speed is his shortcoming...not to mention, the defensive power of the knight-level [Giant Change] can hardly be able to withstand such a sword!"

"So Durdland gave Lord Dean Ken time to rest... In the face of opponents who can play with it, the'killers' always enjoy the process very much!"

With the words, Nord's face became more and more difficult to look.

"what happened?"

Kesde asked.

"A mercenary leader I once knew was tortured by random killers for two hours in a'fair duel' before he bit his tongue and committed suicide!"

Nord said.

"Is it the Chiyan Mercenary Group?"

Obviously, Cased also heard this rumor.

"Ok!"

Nord nodded.

After that, the two mercenaries lost interest in talking at the same time, and their eyes turned to the field again—

There, the ‘killer’ had stopped licking food, and looked at Dean with interest, as if a wild cat was staring at a small bird.

That kind of unspoken malice can be felt even by onlookers.

Especially when the baron’s chief guard briefly introduced the ‘Random Killer’, people’s hearts were filled with worry.

The deputy head of Fecharen held his tomahawk tightly, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Undoubtedly, as Huck who has been baptized by a knight, he is very clear about what kind of concept it is to approach the Silver Knight——

"My lord has only been baptized by the knight for a month. The opponent is already close to the silver knight. There is no way to fight!"

Such thoughts continued to spring up in Huck's heart. When he thought of what an adult he was loyal to might have encountered, the joints of his palm holding the battle axe turned white.

"Siron, Ike, Chad, Mach; if, I said, if your lord is defeated, you can buy me some time..."

Huck whispered suddenly.

The four young men were taken aback, and then guessed what their deputy commander wanted to do.

"Ok!"

Xiron nodded first, followed by three other young men.

They absolutely don't want their leader to suffer such pain.

As for the threats in the previous words of the ‘killers’?

Whether it is Hack. There are still four young people. They all heard it clearly. However, this is not the reason for them to shrink back-when you can ignore death, it is because you have something more important than life.

For example: love, friendship and family affection.

An aura of decisiveness began to appear from Huck and the four young people, which was different from the timidity and retreat around them, it looked so dazzling.

"You have some good subordinates...but that's only interesting!"

The ‘killer’ chuckled lightly, with excitement in his smile.

Dean opened his eyes. Wei Wei glanced at his subordinates from the corner of his eye--it seemed to overlap with a certain scene.

‘My lord, leave quickly, leave it to us here! ’

‘My lord, you are the last hope! ’

‘My lord, please live for me! ’

Those memories caused Dean's heart to twitch suddenly, and he found that his throat seemed to be choked with something, a strong sense of guilt transformed into self-blame.

Self-blame turned into anger.

Anger turned into killing intent.

call!

An icy breath suddenly appeared on Dean's body, and even a hint of wind sounded. The falling snowflakes suddenly blew in all directions.

Dean raised his head and closed his eyes tightly. The breath suddenly disappeared like a sudden appearance, making people mistakenly thought it was just a cold wind, and the snowflakes fell on Dean's face without any hindrance.

Slightly cold.

Then, under the temperature of the skin, it turned into a liquid, and slowly flowed down along the contour of the cheek.

"This duel, we will never die!"

Dean's head was raised high and his voice was extremely clear.

"Do you think it is possible for you to survive?"

‘Miss Killers’ said sarcastically.

"of course!"

Dean’s answer was extremely affirmative, and this narrowed the eyes of the'killer', and the killing intent in the words was unconcealed: "I can't wait to kill you! But, I'll give you one. The time to recover in hours is one hour. After all, is it fair?"

Speaking of the last, the ‘murderer’ laughed lowly, and then turned into a big laugh, a wild laugh.

In the end, the breathless kind.

And Dean didn't even look at the other person, his attention was on himself--

[Xp: 173]

Previously, the "Poison Scorpion" close to the strength of the great knight contributed 90xp, the two knight-level opponents contributed 40xp, the other mercenaries in the battle contributed 20 points, and the dying mercenaries contributed 10xp.

The total is 160xp, and the original remaining 93xp was consumed 80xp when Dean refining and taking auxiliary potions and increasing the level of [Physique (High Race, West Ti)] to lv4.

Therefore, Dean’s xp now totals 173——

[Physique exercise (high competition) lv4: A physical exercise in the high competition army, which can improve the quality of the human body; effect: strength +0.4; physique +0.5]

(A special choice of +0.1 physique has been performed once)

[Physique exercise (Xi Ti) lv4: a type of physical exercise in the Western Ti Army, which can effectively change the physical fitness of the exerciser; effect: physical fitness +1.25]

(A special choice of +0.25 physique has been performed once)

Two enhancements and special options for physical training ~www.readwn.com~ provide Dean with +0.1 strength and +0.70 physique.

During the period, one of the special options of [Physique Exercise (Xiti)] was a toughness (firmness) of +0.02-specifically, it should be 0.025. After all, a physique of 1 corresponds to 0.1 Toughness (firmness), and a toughness (firmness) of 1 is the defense of a standard steel armor.

However, after thinking slightly about the multiple baptisms that might occur in the future, Dean chose the +0.25 special option for physique.

And now [xp: 173]

Enough to upgrade the bodybuilding skills in front of you by one level!

Enough to make a slight mistake in front of the opponent who thinks he is sure of winning!

ps first update~ (to be continued...)()