About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

Above the city wall, a man with long black hair and golden eyes was watching the confrontation between the two.

Although he couldn't hear a sound, he could still feel the thrill of it.

The swordsmanship of these two people is almost equal to that of the other two. It must be said that the Seventh King Cavalry may be slightly better than the man in golden armor, but relatively speaking, the man in golden armor is stronger and faster than him, so the two The talent pairing is so inseparable.

But there is one overwhelming difference between the two.

Wang Qi is not afraid of death.

Since the beginning of the fight between the two, he has been maintaining the highest intensity of attacks, completely caring about his own safety, and was even decapitated by his opponent because he attacked too hard.

But he doesn't care at all.

Even if his head is beheaded, it will grow back immediately in the next second, and even his attack movements will remain the same as before he was beheaded.

It was obviously a fatal injury, but it didn't even have the effect of interrupting the attack. Just looking at this kind of opponent made the black-haired man standing on the city wall feel numb.

If the person fighting him now is me...

Just thinking about it for a moment made him break out in a cold sweat.

What's worse is that his dream has always been to kill this bastard with his own hands.

after all……

That guy was the culprit behind the destruction of Dragon City.

Yes, this man is Mowente.

After the underground city was destroyed, he immediately went back to find Callidora and led her towards the fortress as fast as possible.

Having witnessed the destruction of Dragon City, he knew better than anyone how terrifying the tyrant's troops were. As early as when he entered the underground city of Kaga Holy City to work for the army, he knew that the city was no match for the tyrant's troops.

At least, if the Seventh King, who had once conquered Dragon City, was present, it would be easy to conquer that city.

But as a result, the seventh king's knight did not come, and the ninth king's knight came.

The woman wearing the mask descended to earth like a god, and in an instant cut all the main forces defending the city into pieces.

At that moment, Mowente knew that the city was doomed.

Before that, he had already made investigations and preparations, and concluded that the best refuge nearby was this fortress.

At that time, he originally wanted to search for the whereabouts of his other companions and escape together, but the speed at which the woman expanded her victory after breaking through the city was too fast.

Mowente didn't know the exact location of his other companions, and he didn't have time to look for them at that time.

Because he knew that Callidora, who was active in the medical department, would definitely not notice the situation outside. Once the treatment started, she would devote herself to it wholeheartedly.

Vente must find her.

When Movent found her, the entire city had been completely invaded by the tyrant's soldiers. Movent had no choice but to take Callidora to evacuate first.

Relying on his talent and speed, they successfully broke out of the encirclement and arrived at the fortress.

But who would have thought that the fortress was also besieged by the tyrant's troops before it got too hot.

And the leader happened to be the Seventh King Cavalry.

People who have a blood feud with them.

At that time, Mo Wente was also angry and blood was rising, and he almost drew his sword and rushed forward.

But when he subconsciously pulled out the secret weapon, the heavy feeling brought him back to reality.

Yes, how could he, who even the Dark Judge refused to admit, be able to defeat the monster that once destroyed the entire Dragon City?

And later, when he watched the battle between the golden-armored man and the Seventh King Cavalry, he understood the gap between himself and them deeply.

He is really far behind now.

In desperation, he could only swallow the hatred deeply and wait for the opportunity to escape to the next city.

After all, in his opinion, although this fortress is strong, it will be destroyed if it faces the tyrant's troops.

However, the reality greatly exceeded his expectation.

The man in golden armor blocked the Seventh King's Cavalry's attack.

The two have fought nearly ten times, and each time the result ended with the man in golden armor forcing the seventh king's knight back.

Although Mowente didn't understand why the immortal would choose to retreat after fighting for a period of time every time, as far as the battle between the two was concerned, they did seem to be evenly matched every time, but the man in golden armor could always kill his opponent countless times. times, and finally successfully forced it back.

After some inquiring, Mo Wente found out who the man in golden armor was.

His name is Bill Kinsche, commonly known as Bill, and he is the strongest warrior in the Joka Empire.

The Joka Empire is one of the most powerful countries in the world.

It is said that this warrior named Birkinsche has been guarding this bridgehead for this country since thousands of years ago.

No one had ever seen his face, let alone his defeated appearance.

His superb swordsmanship and strong sense of fighting amazed Mowente.

The city was originally surrounded and couldn't be separated, and with such a powerful warrior here, Mowente couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

His swordsmanship has reached its bottleneck for a long time. If he could get some guidance, it would be able to chart his future direction.

With this idea in mind, Mowente joined the army defending the city.

He originally thought that after joining the army, with his swordsmanship, it would not be too difficult for him to get along long enough to meet Bill.

However, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as he thought...

"Hey! That one over there! Don't be dazed! Bring the cannonballs over here!"

An angry roar pulled Mowente back from his complicated thoughts.

I saw a veteran standing half leaning out of the bubble building, punching him and yelling.

"Tsk," Mowente said helplessly, and immediately he could only respond loudly, "Here he comes!"

As he spoke, he moved the box containing the shells in his arms into the turret.

Yes, he is just a logistics soldier now.

To say why...

Because of this level of fortress, they don't even bother to look at adventurers and mercenaries. They only believe in the elite soldiers they have trained.

but.

Except for medical practitioners.

In the medical department, wounded soldiers wearing armor were brought in one after another. Callidora, who had just joined the team not long ago, has been entrusted with important tasks.

But she found that she seemed surprisingly not very busy.

It's not that there aren't many wounded people. In fact, wounded people are being sent to the medical department all the time. No matter how they treat them, the number of patients doesn't seem to decrease at all.

However, Callidora is still not very busy.

There is only one reason - the regeneration ability of this group of soldiers is too amazing.

It was so shocking that it no longer looked like a human being. Fatal wounds of tens of centimeters would heal on their own in just a few minutes.

And what Callidora wants to do seems to be just to help these warriors relieve pain.

194. Four-in-one Agreement Three, Throw Summoner!

"I have decided, I will go in alone," Snow suddenly announced at the dinner table, "You all stay here and hide."

"Are you going alone?" Osa was a little surprised, "How can this be done? What if something happens..."

"I can run away if something happens," Snow said. "Otherwise, do you think I should have a head-on confrontation with the tyrant's troops or fight with the people in this fortress?"

"This... seems to be the case," Ao Sa scratched his cheek.

"But it would be very inefficient to find someone by one person," Guilunini interjected, "I feel that two or three people might be more suitable..."

"No, just one person is the best. One more person means more chances of being discovered," Snow shook his head. "Of course it's difficult to get in, but what's even more difficult is how to get information after you get in." At the same time, it has not been discovered by anyone. This is not a gangster place like Kaga Holy City. Once discovered, it will inevitably lead to trouble."

"But the problem is, are you sure you have figured out how to get in?" Yayin said, "This place is like a bastard shell, and it's during the war. I'm afraid not even a night sparrow can fly in."

"I really haven't thought about this," Snow said helplessly, "but there will always be a way..."

"Would you like Liu Ji to send you in?" Ya Yin asked.

"Do you think he can help you now?" Snow smiled wryly and shrugged.

At the same time, Liu Ji was sleeping soundly on the table.

But even when he was sleeping, his breathing felt like it was being accelerated, which was very strange.

"Then how about we let the uncle go out and try his luck first?" Na Beilin interjected, "If it doesn't work, just come back."

Everyone discussed it for a while and felt that there was no problem.

In addition to Liu Ji's unstable condition, Yayin also wanted to leave some time for Liu Ji to recover. After some discussion, she decided to dig a hole on the spot and hide underground as usual.

But when it came time to implement it, as soon as they dug the shelter, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

Yuan and his potato boy brothers disappeared without knowing when.

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"Grandpa, grandpa, we are hungry!"

Hmm... I'm hungry. Just eat when you're hungry.

"Grandpa, grandpa, we have nothing to eat, we have finished eating!"

Oh...then let's do it again.

"Grandpa, grandpa, we can't do it!"

Ah...that's it, what should I do...

"Grandpa, grandpa, shall we go out to find food?"

Well, then you go ahead...

Drowsily, Liu Ji turned over gently and fell asleep again.

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"Chong!"

The golden sword intersects with the jet black sword.

Birkin ignored the enemy in front of him, and there was no wave in his eyes.

He could feel that under the dark hat, a pair of eyes were also looking at him.

Likewise, there was no ripple.

They seemed to be fighting for life and death, but both of them were extremely calm, as if what they were doing was just an ordinary exercise.

The swords and knives were locked in a stalemate. Birkin suddenly shook his wrist, and a dark force was transmitted through his body to the sword, instantly shaking away the long sword of the seventh king, and then directed his sword towards the opponent's arm. Cut it off.

The Seventh King did not dodge when the knight fell, and let him chop off his right hand. Then he drew out the short sword with his left hand and stabbed it directly into his heart.

Bilkins didn't stop him at all, he just let him stab himself to death and then resurrected on the same spot.

He even deliberately waited until his opponent regained his stance before making another move.

The long sword stabbed straight, the long sword whirled, the seventh king's knight rushed forward, and cut off instantly with a cassock slash.

Dark cracks appeared out of thin air, and wherever the sword passed, even the air was sucked into a vacuum.

Birkinsche didn't show any emotion at all. He drew his sword and raised it back, narrowly parrying the electric sword.

Then, he raised the sword slightly, then suddenly exerted force, and actually used the sword blade to directly hit the opponent's blade again.

This movement was so small and so fast that the Seventh King Cavalry could not avoid it. The long sword in his hand was directly shaken away by more than ten centimeters. Although he immediately changed his posture and responded, the golden long sword struck him again. A huge gap half a meter long was left on his chest, and even his sternum was severed by a sword.

But the Seventh King Cavalry seemed to have expected this. The long knife in his hand seemed to be trying to save the situation, but in fact, the blade turned and stabbed straight into Birkins' heart.

However, his opponent seemed to have anticipated his attack. He ducked sideways in an instant, changed hands with his sword, and attacked the Seventh King Cavalry again.

And the time that passed in the above several rounds of confrontation was not even half a second.