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Chapter 441: 0440

The battle on the cracked ice field was the most stable time for Collins to hold a knife in his life.

"We have been in the tide of undead for more than ten days. Brothers, we have never felt so confident. It feels like we have returned to the time when we were chasing the butcher of the Wild Hunt in the dense forest of southern border."

His words carried the usual bragging tone of mercenaries.

And the subordinates who are back to back with him are not familiar with him, two are from Luoyujia, two are from Kugo, and a few of them didn't say a word, so they can't hear the sound for the time being.

Although they were strangers, they had a tacit understanding because of their professional fit.

Ken rode the wolf like a gust of wind, and the giant fangs were overturned, and the tinker who received the order rubbed out strange sparks, which would turn red and explode when they landed on the weapons of his companions.

Collins' [Chopping Knife] began to glow orange, and magma-like lines appeared on the edge.

Two Kugo heavy armored soldiers appeared next to him in good time, and used their hard shields and superimposed magic shields to withstand all the damage that flew towards him, and then the fire and decay spells fell from the sky, cleaning up the minions, leaving only The leader of the hunter who attacked violently.

Collins was blessed.

He roared and unleashed his famous stunt, and the terrifying sweep released all the suppressed and superimposed power just now.

It soars and soars, permeating stagnation, and will destroy it when it passes through the hunting fall. Multiple blessings cooperate with weakening, even the leader of the hunting fall can only be swallowed by the dazzling and fiery air waves.

"Whoo~"

Collins' weather-beaten face began to flush.

Because the power is too large.

He stretched out a hand and wiped away the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and then healing magic descended on him.

The beast's hooves fell beside Collins, and the wolf's hair was flowing and handsome.

Ken raised his hand to signal the Mulu disciples in the distance to drop more rain, and then asked the Luo Yujia people next to him to replace him as the main attacker of the next small hunting leader.

He didn't know if the mercenaries had completely surrendered.

But he still walked around, shouting and waving his hands to give orders.

Rain, thunder, strong winds and strange summoning magic, the ice-made stairs that penetrate the frozen layer directly across the cracks, at any time, hunting falls into the black abyss, and the mountain peaks begin to shake and collapse.

The whole world is left with only the simplest ideas.

Fight, listen to orders, chase after the hunters and kill them!

Ken would no longer waste his time dealing with simple hunting and falling minions. Whether it was a humanoid monster, some kind of wild beast or a giant worm, all of them were left to the mercenaries to cooperate with them.

He is only in charge of the command, and it is enough to make the best judgment on the defense modules and fire coverage.

The mercenaries are actually very smart, and their on-the-spot reactions are better than jerky recruits, and as the battlefield advances in the opposite direction, they can continuously squeeze the front into the depths of the battlefield, which can relieve the pressure on other places.

The northern tribes will see them from afar, and see the mercenaries' red eyes, overwhelming.

The tide of undead became more and more turbulent, and the subsequent hunting and falling commanders became more and more powerful. The mercenary coalition led by Ken swept away the decline and encouraged the humans in the surrounding battlefields again.

But today, with such a smooth fight, there are others paying attention.

The dim sunlight was shrouded in clouds of smoke, and the gray surface was slowly cruising along the snow peak. Roxani stood barefoot in the icy snow, her thin old-fashioned robes rattling by the cold wind.

She brushed away the disheveled hair, looking at a group of huge monsters moving slowly in the distance.

They waved strange knotted limbs, swung wide feet and thick palms, and attacked with strange magic or old weapons, and groups of ants around them rushed towards them...

Roxani was looking at these ants, and one of them was a man named Ken Bouvier.

"So you asked me for the fragment of the proverb in exchange for his fragment of the proverb?"

Greedy Bridge stretched out a finger, narrowed his eyes, and poked a small figure.

He was wearing an extremely luxurious gown, his cheeks were buried in sheets of soft velvet, which made people feel warm and comfortable just looking at him.

Spiritual bodies do not feel cold.

In doing so, he simply flaunted his wealth out of habit—clothes were the work of the top knitters of the Dwarven Emperor's time, and the boots and matching gloves were expensive and exquisite in their class.

Like most of the trip, Roxani didn't answer him.

Greedy Bridge could only continue to stare at the battlefield.

Behind Roxani, he curled his mouth into a sly smile.

Over the long years, Greedy Bridge has encountered countless sincere or confused wish-makers, but he didn't feel any normal emotional fluctuations from Roxani.

She is as empty as the wind, but she has a general direction in the seemingly chaotic trajectory.

When Roxani took the initiative to seek the fragments of the proverb from Greedy Bridge, he knew that his opportunity had come. Playing with people's hearts and predicting the future were tricks that Greedy Bridge was most familiar with.

"Look, it stands to reason that no one has ever seen such a fierce wave of undead, but these mercenaries seem to have gradually forgotten their fear."

Roxani said with a little emotion.

Greedy Bridge was noncommittal.

He got up and came to her side, looking at the extremely chaotic plain battlefield, said lightly: "I have tasted the purest loyalty, so I know that these human beings in front of me are just loose sand united by interests."

Greedy Bridge showed an evil smile, sighed and shook his head.

"I feel some interesting emotions. Before you express your praise, I will show you something interesting, something buried under the appearance of unity and honor, the most real and despicable thing!"

Roxani turned his head calmly and met his gaze silently.

When Ivan lifted the banning curse, he made Rene Malfoy a condition. As long as she thought that people who should not be tempted, Greedy Bridge would not be able to hear prayers, or use methods to induce greed.

Ken was among them.

But Greedy Bridge's target at this time is actually the mercenaries around him.

……

Quema used his spear as a signal to attack.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The robbers and looters all stepped forward or urged their mounts, and the ice and snow on their legs and wrists could hardly suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts. These guys were the ones who destroyed the strength of unity in the words of the mercenaries.

"Wolf boy, Maharu gave us a trick, and we should get some benefits from him."

Someone muttered softly behind him.

The words of his plot were heard by the people next to him.

Ken's principle of assigning the team is professional cooperation, so the person who heard the conspiracy was not his accomplice, but he just smiled coldly, and didn't seem surprised or report it to others.

For some reason, there was a kind of evil thought in their hearts from just now.

The robbers were short of breath, their eyes flooded, and they began to slow down, dragging the whole team behind, and then looked around with malicious eyes...

Make eye contact with other people who are also looking around.

(End of this chapter)