I, Viego, conquer Terra!

It is the enemy warlock's attack spell.

Viego's body was blasted into the air by the impact of the explosion, followed by several crossbow arrows that had been prepared in advance, as well as the Originium craft creations created by the enemy warlock - ice spikes, fireballs, rock spikes...

Several attacks landed on Viego at the same time, causing his body to be blown away for dozens of meters like a rag, and finally fell to the ground.

My fighting style and performance of exchanging injuries for injuries on the battlefield have long been noticed... They know that one attack cannot kill me!

Viego fell to the ground and rolled dozens of meters away. He understood what was going on, but he was no longer able to change the situation.

The Curse of Ruin in his body was being consumed at an extremely fast rate, causing his complexion to turn visibly gray.

Fortunately, blood no longer existed in his body, so he didn't have another "

Bleeding" debuff.

The good news is that Viego survived.

The bad news is that the power of the Curse of Ruin has reached its limit and is not even enough to completely repair his injuries.

When the Curse of Ruin was about to run out of energy, it stopped repairing the body and fell into a dormant state of inertia.

The black fog has completely dried up.

There were ice spikes and rock thorns stuck in his body, interfering with Viego's movements and preventing him from getting up.

In his field of vision, several enemy teams were surrounding his position. Their formation was tight and they could look after each other at all times.

These are the enemy's elite.

Kill them all, eradicate the roots, even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit...

It was a really careful plan, I was just careless.

Viego smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Hey, you're the guy next to Captain Ines, Viego, right?"

A strange voice sounded in his ears, and Viego's body was turned over.

The man appeared in his sight. He was a Sarkaz warrior with multiple wounds on his body and bleeding profusely. He looked familiar, and Viego felt that he should have seen him in the camp.

"I've observed you. You can recover from your injuries by killing people, right?" He struggled to break off the ice spikes and rock thorns on Viego's body so that they would no longer affect Viego's movements, and at the same time put his knife into Viego's hand:

"The enemy is coming, kill me and then go kill them."

Viego's eyes widened: "Wait, you..."

laugh--!

The Sarkaz grabbed the knife in Viego's hand and thrust it into his own heart without hesitation.

He looked at Viego, without any fear of death in his eyes, and just said, "I can't survive, but you can, Viego."

The strange mercenary, whom he had never met and whose name he didn't even know, just looked at Viego calmly, with a firm belief in his eyes that he had never seen before.

"Stay alive, comrade."

"Sarkaz are never afraid of death. It is the most common thing on this land. Death is a natural fate for Sarkaz."

At this moment, the words W said to him before they parted emerged in his mind.

"Death is only the beginning of a new life. The new inherits the old and then becomes the old. This is how the Sarkaz have always been."

Until that moment, Viego had never thought that the foul-mouthed crazy woman could say such philosophical words.

Before this moment, Viego had never thought that W's words...

It's no exaggeration.

The essence of life surged into his body, feeding back into the Curse of Ruin, giving him a little strength to fight again.

The unknown Sarkaz warrior fell on his back, his skin was gray but his face was calm.

"Fuck you..." Viego gritted his teeth and pulled out the long knife from the dead Sarkaz warrior: "I don't even know you, at least tell me your name before you die."

"Don't worry buddy, I will survive."

The man stood up shakily and looked at the enemies surrounding him.

It may sound a bit childish to say this, but at this moment, Viego does feel that he is a little...

It ignited.

With anger and brutality mixed in his heart, he clenched his sword, gritted his teeth and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, smiling like a W, and uttered words that came completely from his heart without any thought:

"I am... the Ruined King's special skills brother!!"

Chapter 21: Vast scorched earth!

On the battlefield full of artillery fire, Viego was alone, facing four elite enemy squads.

Four teams, twenty people in total.

There were twelve warriors holding long swords, each wearing heavy charcoal gray tactical armor. Among them, there was one who seemed to be the leader, more than two meters tall, holding a broad sword taller than Viego.

There were six crossbowmen wearing cloaks, holding thick and wide heavy crossbows, with all the arrows loaded and flashing cold light.

There were two others with empty hands, surrounded in the middle. They posed the greatest threat to Viego and seemed to be magicians from the enemy forces.

The enemy's formation is tight, with no gaps, and their steps are synchronized. Their coordination must be extremely tacit, making it impossible to defeat them one by one.

He was seriously injured, the Curse of Ruin was almost dry, and the Black Mist could not be used.

The white-haired man's eyes were stern.

He raised his knife and stepped forward, rushing forward!

Now in a desperate situation, Viego has no choice but to defeat the enemy head-on and fight for survival!

As long as we can kill one person first to make the Curse of Ruin stronger... then we will be able to kill all the remaining enemies!

The enemy may have been paying attention to him all the time, but they must only know the results of his abilities but not the reasons behind them.

They may know that Viego's fighting style is to exchange injuries for injuries, that Viego's body has excellent healing ability, and guess that Viego can replenish his "physical strength" by killing.

But they would never have imagined that Viego's body, which was transformed by the Curse of Ruin, did not have any "fatal weaknesses" that ordinary people would have.

Even if his head was chopped off, even if his heart was pierced, even if his body was split open, as long as the Curse of Ruin was still there, Viego would not die.

This is his biggest trump card!

The enemy faced Viego in silence.

The crossbowman moved first, and several heavy crossbow arrows cut through the air, narrowly glancing past Viego's body as he tried to dodge.

At the same time, a thick, long, broad-bladed sword chopped down head-on!

Behind the enemy, the sorcerer condensed a dark magic missile in his hand!

Is this how an elite team works? It's really airtight, but...

"useless!"

Viego gritted his teeth, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he let the broadsword, which was as tall as a man, chop down at his body. He then threw the long sword in his hand into the thigh of the mercenary who was also swinging the sword at the side!

Viego had discovered this in the previous battle.

The Sarkaz mercenaries in this battle all liked to trade injuries, and most of them did not care much about their own injuries. They felt numb and calm about death, and even did not care about their own death - as long as death could achieve their goals.

They are more like an army than mercenaries.

This team is scary.

But this kind of "terrible" thing was exactly what Viego wanted!

The black mist poured into the body of the mercenary who was stabbed in the thigh by Viego, and took his life in an instant.

The Curse of Ruin grew stronger, and the mercenary's face turned gray.

Viego's arm was cut off at the root by the broad-bladed sword!

However, the broken arm did not fall down, but was connected by a faint black mist, which restored it to Viego's body.

Apart from the fact that the power of the Curse of Ruin that had just been recovered was consumed, Viego was basically unharmed!

The mercenary captain reacted quickly and was about to draw his sword and chop again.

However, his action required him to raise his hand again and accumulate strength, which was too late for the broad-bladed sword that could be considered a heavy weapon!

The long sword covered with a thin black mist danced, leaving a black afterimage in the air that quickly dissipated, and instantly passed over the necks of the two mercenaries!

——Horizontal slash!

Cold blood splattered.

The Curse of Ruin grew stronger for the third time, and a slightly excited and restless feeling spread within the body.

The crossbow arrow shot at him, and the mercenary with a pale face fell down stiffly.

Four. Viego counted silently in his mind, sensing the state of the curse power in his body.

Killing two more should be enough to complete the move I envisioned...

The sharp crossbow arrow pierced Viego's body. He smiled nonchalantly and swung his sword to hit the tall Sarkaz warrior's arm heavily.

Sparks flew, and the heavy tactical armor was damaged by the long sword, but it failed to actually hurt the enemy.

The defense was not broken, the defense is indeed high enough.

He swung his long sword and stabbed it into the body of the mercenary behind him who had left a wound with the sword.

Five.

The broad-bladed sword came again, and Viego slightly turned sideways to avoid being cut in half by the sword, but he was still left with a hideous, deep wound on his waist.

The power of the Curse of Ruin is not enough to repair the wound, but it does not affect Viego's life.

The magician threw a pitch-black magic bullet at him, and Foiego raised his sword and chopped it into pieces!

It really is a physical thing...

He glanced at the long sword in his hand, which had also been damaged due to blocking the spell, and noticed that the tall warrior gritted his teeth and raised the long sword again.

Still a little short, but it should be enough...

Black mist poured out from the hole in his chest, barely covering Viego's body completely.

The long sword chopped down, but only caused mud to splash everywhere, without the feeling of cutting into anything solid.

The mercenary captain was confused and uncertain.

Cut through the air... How could this happen?!

There was a sound of breaking air behind me.

"Captain, behind us!" The teammate's reminder came belatedly.

My whole body was covered with heavy armor, and the man was unable to break down my defense. Was he panicking?

The tall warrior raised the sword in his hand and wanted to turn around and chop Viego's body into pieces.

But the next moment, the severe pain in his lower back made his movements stop.

He only had time to turn his head and look at the long sword covered with a thin black mist that passed through his body from behind.

The mercenary captain's body turned visibly gray.

he died.

The black mist returned, carrying with it his powerful and vigorous life essence, feeding back the curse of ruin in Viego's body that was as faint as a flickering candle flame.

The vitality was so strong that even Viego was a little surprised.

Elite monsters have more experience...

Speaking of which, he should also thank Ines for giving him the inspiration to use this move in actual combat.

He wrapped himself in black mist to reduce his presence and move quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was behind the mercenary captain.