Wrong, my skills refresh every week

Before they finished speaking, a huge figure, filled with despair, loomed over them.

Ota exhaled hot air and roared like an animal. He was like a wild boar that had lost itself, furious and mad, destroying everything.

Everyone fell to the ground.

This battlefield has lost its meaning.

"Venting out your frustration over your defeat on the trash... How shameful. So disgusting!" The cat-man who had been watching from the sidelines sneered in disdain.

“Although I don’t know what deep hatred you have with that monster, don’t lose your composure and run away from the camp. You are not really going to become a beast.”

"Get lost! I don't have time for you now!" Ota roared and continued to move forward.

"Where are you going?"

"Go and defeat Chardo!"

"That's level 8! Are you going to use your rag-like body?" Alan sneered.

"nothing dealing with you!"

It was not because he lost to Chardo again, but because he was angry at himself for being unable to succumb to violence, and he rashly asked for another fight.

Alan stared at Ota, who didn't turn back, with narrowed eyes, and then...

"Then go to hell!"

The silver spear stabbed out without hesitation, but was blocked by Ota at the critical moment.

"What do you want to do?"

"Since you're ready to die, then give me your experience points! Let me crush that armored bastard!" Alan made a cold suggestion.

In a week-long battle with Belle, the abilities of these cadres have been honed to the limit, and what they lack is the only great achievement.

The way to defeat Chardo is to upgrade your level before the final battle!

When Ota realized that Allen really intended to snatch away the wall he had to knock down, conflict was inevitable.

The speeding silver spear and the out-of-specification steel sword collided, creating a hurricane-like impact, a roar of strange power, and a loud bang.

The collision of speed and force dealt the final blow to the half-destroyed buildings around.

As this playful private fight unfolds...

"Pa pa pa——" the crisp applause fell quietly.

"Wow, this is really exciting." The elegant and casual voice made the two people freeze in their movements. At the end of the street, a gray-haired man wearing a black and white mask, a cloak, and holding a tin staff, was watching the fight with great interest.

Beside him, ten soldiers covered in black armor stared at the two men with cold and crazy eyes, as if they were looking at prey.

Chapter 189: Anya: Three weeks of Hexi! The cat stood up, meow! (4k)

"!"

Alan put away his spear and stared ahead.

"Where did the mouse come from?"

"You can call me Joker." Ciel spread his hands, revealing a harmless face: "Why don't you continue? As long as you kill the strongest in the city, I will allow you to join us. What do you think?"

"Are you kidding me!" Alan wrinkled his nose, lowered his center of gravity, and charged forward.

"You don't want to? You were having so much fun just now? Or is it that the treatment is not enough? How about this, if you come over, I can also give you a [Chariot] Dangdang."

"Are you humiliating me?! Stinky rat!!"

Alan's black hair exploded, his body leaned forward, the ground shattered, and in just a moment, he had opened up a distance of dozens of meters, and the silver spear went straight for Charles' throat.

"Alan! Stop!" Ota exclaimed, but it was too late.

As Charles gently tapped the tin staff, ten black armors instantly dispersed.

A soldier holding a huge black shield blocked Allen's way. The silver spear and the huge shield collided, creating violent sparks.

On the other side, black soldiers holding strong bows shot flaming arrows.

Alan misstepped and rolled, his spear knocking away the flaming arrows, creating a spear flower that blocked the huge axe attacks that were coming from both sides, left and right.

The huge force pushed Alan back several meters, and he stamped his feet repeatedly, barely regaining his balance.

"LV5!" He raised his head and stared at the ten black-armored soldiers, his eyes full of caution.

"What? Are you scared?" Charles mocked arrogantly, "There are only four of them?"

He pointed behind Alan: "You should check on your companions."

Reminded by Charles, Alan glanced behind him and saw that another six black-armored soldiers had surrounded the seriously injured Ota.

The siege of 6 level 5 warriors had exhausted Ota, who was already seriously injured and had not yet recovered.

"Stop messing around, Ota! Look at what an ugly posture you're in!" Alan roared in astonishment.

A cold light flashed in the corner of his vision, and a sharp blade slashed out from the blind spot, stopping Alan's movement.

"Where are you looking at? This is your battlefield, right?" Charles tapped his staff lightly.

The lightning burned the cat-man's fur, which he was so proud of.

"If you get distracted, you'll die!"

"Fuck it————" the cat man roared loudly, with a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes: "Ota, if you dare to give my experience points to others, be careful or I will eat your bones alive!"

He used the wreckage of the buildings around him to run away.

In the back, soldiers specializing in magic fired chantless artillery fire, repeatedly compressing Allen's range of movement.

But the fairy soldiers were too clumsy to limit Alan's speed. The black lightning instantly bypassed the blockade of the four vanguards, and the silver light killed the manipulator Charles.

The huge black shield once again blocked Alan's attack, but this time he did not retreat. Instead, he took advantage of the impact to leap forward and threw the silver spear towards Charles.

"Oh my...this is really dangerous."

The silver spear pierced through the black soldier's body and stopped thirty centimeters in front of Charles.

The moment Allen landed, he turned into black light again and slapped the gun barrel with his palm.

The spear pierced through the shield guard and was grasped by Allen again. However, what was waiting for Allen was not Ciel's body, but the gushing flames...

"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

The magic that had been besieging Ota turned and aimed at Alan.

Alan swung his gun to shatter the fireball, causing flames to flow all over the street. Behind the flames, a jet-black arrow broke through the fire wave and pierced through the body.

"Well----"

The black cat rolled over and threw out smoke, gasping for breath while holding his bleeding shoulder.

"Kill one..."

He was thinking so, however, when he looked carefully, he saw white smoke coming out of the shield guard's body and his broken chest was gradually healing.

"Self-regeneration!" Alan's expression froze.

Ciel pushed up his mask, his face full of amusement: "Don't be anxious. Kitty, the game... has just begun!"

……

The fighting lasted for more than thirty rounds.

Alan, covered in dust, broke through the smoke raised by the magic bombardment, and his feet created large sparks.

"Gu————"

It was not Alan who fell into desperate situation first. Behind him, there was a metallic sound, and the big sword was bounced away by the big axe and rolled to the ground.

Allen turned around and saw Ota kneeling on one knee, breathing heavily.

"You...what kind of miserable look are you in!?"

Alan barely stopped and shook off the blood from the tip of the gun. His body trembled and he began to scream:

"Ota! Since when did your limbs become so weak?! Since when did your huge body become able to tear apart the weapons of a few small fry?!"

"Don't be ridiculous! I discarded all unnecessary things and vowed to surpass the "strongest", but this is not something of this level!"

The Pig Man was covered in scars, controlled by emotions and anger, and could not utter any words to defend himself.

He had indeed become weaker and was unable to crawl out of the "ravages", to the point that even the maggots in the mud could tear at his flesh.

"Get up! You stinky wild boar! I'm not going to abandon that "idiot" just for something like this!!!"

"Alan..., you..." Ota was dumbfounded. This was what Alan had never revealed before.

"Stand up! Fight to the last moment!"

The sharp spear light was the first to achieve results and tore the wandering archers into pieces.

and……

"That's outrageous, Ota!"

"It's so funny, I can't even laugh!"

"You're not the only one being ravaged!"

"We are so ashamed that we couldn't even withstand the aftermath!"

New figures appeared on the battlefield between the two. The four dwarf brothers, waving their weapons, tore through the blockade of the fairy soldiers and shared four parts of the pressure for Ota.

On the other side, the ball of lightning that illuminated the sky poured down, and a black blade that spread over more than ten meters split the ruins.

The black and white elves stood on the stone pillars on both sides, looking down at everything with cold eyes.

"You dared to kill our ace in the Battle Wilderness? Are you too arrogant! Dark Faction!"

"Darkness will eventually pass away. It will be shattered by the blow of my magic sword."

Looking around, Ciel took in the entire battle situation, lowered his head and sneered:

"Great! The prey all came out at once! I don't have to look for them one by one."

A breeze blew, and the body of a majestic black orc soldier flew past Charles. A fist mark was clearly visible in the center of the broken armor.

Ota's hair stood on end, and his blood-red eyes were filled with murderous intent:

"In this case, can you still say such words shamelessly?"

Allen spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Why waste time talking to him? Just kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, the black battlefield raised dust, and the silver spear was aimed at Charles again.

This time, without the extra immortal soldiers guarding, the lightning and beast roars completely suppressed the front line.

"Huh~~, you are so confident? With your body full of scars, how can you hurt me?"

The silver spear tip was once again picked up and sent flying by a flash of black light.

From the shadows of the street, another figure wielding a black gun rushed out. The fierce light of the gun flashed between the two men, and the sound of iron clashed and flames exploded.

She was wearing a pure white battle robe and her entire body was covered in mysterious black armor.

Completely different from the rigid fairy soldiers before, the man who came was not very strong, but his marksmanship was better than Alan!

The repeated collisions of the gun tips made Alan's eyelids twitch wildly.

Each blow was aimed at vital points: the heart, throat, eyes, and even arteries throughout the body.

In just ten rounds, Allen seemed to have been through the gates of hell several times. He used his extraordinary agility to quickly distance himself from the attacker.

Just as he was about to wait for support, he noticed that his companions around him looked strange.

The top of the building,

The white elf with a white ponytail held a long sword and stared at Hegni with narrowed eyes.

On the other side, the black elf with twin ponytails held up her wand and aimed the condensed magic circle at Hedin.

They didn't want to affect Ota, so they gradually opened up a new battlefield to prevent their magic from affecting others.

The four Yanjin brothers who were besieging the black-armored soldiers were also harassed by the other two mercenaries.