Banner of the Evil God

Facing Lei's sudden burst of bravery, not only the soldiers of the Hai Clan were so frightened that they did not dare to speak, but even the commanders of the Hai Clan were dumbfounded and could not even believe their own eyes.

Those who dare to challenge one-on-one are not famous masters in the nearby seas! Who is not a powerful person who stomps his feet! Which one doesn't have a lot of strong men's lives under its hands!

No one expected that these masters who were supposed to shine in this attack would all die at the hands of that human before they had time to show off their power, even with one move.

Some commanders with excellent eyesight were even more surprised - this guy didn't seem so powerful just now! Why have I been fighting for so long? Not only am I not tired, but I am getting stronger!

Seeing him maneuvering around in his own battle formation, as if he were in a no-man's land, the dragon-man high priest who was in charge of leading the battle felt as if he had drank ice water in the middle of winter, and his heart was chilled.

At this moment, thunder roared in the sky, and his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly felt inspired.

"Throw the gun! Throw the gun! Shoot him to death!"

His people immediately carried out the order, and hundreds of strong dragonmen gathered, each holding several throwing spears. The Sea Tribe has never had the concept of "accidentally injuring a comrade." They didn't even notify the front line, and they all waved their arms vigorously and threw their spears at the place where the fierce battle was taking place.

Whisking, whizzing, the sound of spears being thrown into the air was heard in succession.

Lei was awakened by the strange sound of the wind and the warning signs in his heart. He turned around and saw that the gloomy sky was filled with a forest of spears, and the sky was covered with darkness.

He didn't have time to think about it, he rushed out, sheathed his long sword, and grabbed a sea race in each hand. He didn't even have time to carefully observe what race it was, and threw it straight into the sky, blocking it in front of him.

The next moment, guns fell like rain.

Lei's vision suddenly went dark, and then two heavy objects fell on him one after another. Even though he was well prepared, he was crushed to the point where his legs went weak and he sat on the ground.

After a while, the battlefield that had been filled with loud killings just now became completely quiet. All the sea warriors who rushed forward, regardless of age, race and identity, were all shot into a sieve.

"Hey! Why did you throw away your spear all of a sudden!" A high-ranking fishman commander yelled angrily, "My son is still in front!"

"You have more than four hundred sons, what does it matter if one or two die!" the dragon-man high priest said nonchalantly.

"Then why don't you let your son die!"

"All my sons have died long ago." The Dragonman High Priest said calmly, "Even my grandsons have all died long ago."

Looking at its face that was so old that even its scales had rotted away, the high-ranking fishman commander was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wished he could eat this old immortal thing alive with his proud teeth.

A Medusa commander next to him came out to smooth things over and advised: "Don't argue, everyone, just kill that monster. In order to show His Majesty's glory, sacrifice is inevitable."

However, another commander with good eyesight immediately shouted: "Oh my God! That monster is still alive!"

Several commanders turned to look together, only to see Lei push away the two sea corpses that were pressing on him and stand up.

He was unscathed!

"Oh my god..."

"This guy... is a real monster!"

"What should we do?" The fishman commander grabbed the dragonman high priest, "Hurry up and think of something!"

The Dragonman High Priest was at a loss for a moment, then made up his mind amidst the thunder, and waved his hand again: "Throw the spear! Keep shooting! I don't believe I can't shoot him!"

The dragon-man spear-throwing team quickly executed the order, and threw an overwhelming number of spears towards Lei Cover.

This time Lei dealt with it more easily than before. He directly piled up several strong sea corpses nearby and got in himself.

The densely packed spears landed near him, pricking the sea corpses covering him like hedgehogs, and a large area around him completely turned into a dense forest.

"Now...he must die, right?" the fishman commander murmured.

"No." The Sea Elemental Commander, who used his senses instead of his eyesight to observe, whispered, "He's still alive."

"Damn it!"

"What should I do?"

Several pairs of eyes looked at the dragon-man high priest.

Thousands of troops can't help but one person. This kind of thing is simply embarrassing to the extreme.

The dragon-man high priest was also a little confused. Faced with a target that could not be killed by melee siege and could not be shot by a long-range gun, he really couldn't think of any way to deal with it.

But amid the rumbling thunder, it finally thought of a way.

"Prepare spells!" it said, "Let the warlocks gather together and blast with spells! Don't they like to smash fireballs to blow up everything? No matter fireballs, ice balls, thunderballs, poison balls... Anyway, throw them at me! Kill that monster The entire surrounding ground was blown to pieces!”

"That's a good idea!"

"That's it!"

Warlocks of all races were gathered together, and protected by elite troops holding spears, they formed a chaotic formation and moved forward. When they got close enough, these strange-looking guys with strange bloodlines each waved their short staffs and cast their own destructive spells.

One after another, the light balls flew towards Lei. The red ones were scorching fireballs, the pale ones were ice explosions, the dark green ones were poison erosions, the light blue ones were sonic booms, and the azure ones were thunder bombs... For a moment, it was like an energy spell demonstration conference, dazzling people.

But it was still a waste of effort!

Although Lei was hiding in the pile of corpses, he had been carefully paying attention to the situation around him. When he saw the movements of the sea clan warlocks, he rushed out of the pile of corpses and rushed into the warlocks at an astonishing speed.

Next, it was a one-sided massacre.

Although these warlocks had great destructive power, their close combat ability was very ordinary. Lei could still kill a large number of sea clan warriors, so it was no problem to face them.

When the sea clan warriors reacted and rushed to rescue from all directions, this group of warlocks, which had gathered more than half of the high-level bloodlines in the nearby seas, had already died in pieces. In the end, only a few were successfully rescued.

"Great! Great!" Lei laughed, very happy.

He had already put down all the burdens, and now he just wanted to have the last battle. He had fought so hard until now, and he had achieved extremely fruitful results. If "killing one is not a loss, killing two is a profit", then he would make a lot of money, and the profit was so rich that it was blinding.

But he was not satisfied.

People only have one life, and using this only precious wealth as capital, no matter how much money they make, they will not be satisfied!

So there was only one thing he had to do, that is, to continue killing! Kill until he could not kill anymore!

Swords and shadows, swords and blood.

The battle seemed to have returned to its previous appearance. Lei, with one sword, faced the thousands of troops of the sea clan, killing them in a river of blood and corpses everywhere. Obviously he was just one person, and the other side had more people; obviously he was holding a long sword, and the other side was holding a spear, but in the end he had an absolute advantage, and killed the warriors of the sea clan in fear.

But the commanders of the sea tribe were unwilling to let this situation that hit morale continue. After a discussion, they finally came up with a solution.

This time, the mages who were very rare in the sea tribe went into battle.

They held their staffs one by one, and did not dare to approach. They just moved a little closer and cast a spell on Lei who was fighting in a large group of sea warriors.

A very simple spell, magic missile.

As the most classic spell, although it is not powerful, it is very reliable. The biggest advantage is that as long as the target is locked with the mind, it will continue to track until it hits.

Lei, who was trapped in the siege, had already tried his best to avoid various weapons. How could he have the energy to avoid the mental lock of the sea mages? I saw lavender light balls flying out one by one, flying into the fighting crowd from all directions, like agile fish, taking advantage of the gaps, bypassing creatures outside the target, and hitting Lei solidly.

Lei, who was in the fierce battle, was suddenly attacked by dozens of magic missiles, and his body was shaken violently. Before he could catch his breath, the sea warriors around him had seized the opportunity and rushed forward. At least four or five spears pierced his body one after another, almost piercing him.

Lei subconsciously swung his sword and killed all the approaching enemies. But many magic missiles attacked again, making him stagger and his body shaky.

Blood gushed out from the pierced wound, and his originally vigorous steps became heavy and slow. Seeing victory in sight, the sea warriors cheered and rushed over, wanting to share the glory of killing the powerful enemy.

What was waiting for them was the still sharp blade.

Lei endured the severe pain that seemed to be shattered by his internal organs, and barely squeezed out a smile. But in the eyes of the sea creatures around him, he was even more terrifying than a demon.

This human, who was so seriously injured, should have died, how could he still fight!

They were afraid, just surrounded him from a distance, not daring to get close.

Another wave of magic missiles came, they passed through the gaps in the crowd, drew arcs, and hit Lei without missing a single one.

Lei could no longer stand, fell down, and fell into his own blood.

His vision gradually blurred, the light and shadow in front of him flickered, and scenes flashed like a revolving lantern.

A five or six-year-old child ran happily in the palace with short legs, and accidentally saw a group of knights who returned victoriously to be inspected by their grandfather. The white-haired king was as majestic as before, and the silver-white armor and the bright swords reflected each other in the sun. Even the mane of the warhorse was combed neatly, majestic and majestic.

"... So from that time on, I have been looking forward to becoming a knight."

The child has grown up a little, and he looks like he is seven or eight years old. He waved the wooden sword, slashed and stabbed hard at the target, and practiced swordsmanship seriously according to the guidance of his grandfather who had abdicated next to him. The old king could no longer stand for long periods of time like he had done in previous years. He sat on a soft chair, smiling as he watched his youngest grandson practice swordplay, occasionally giving him some guidance.

“…Did the rumor about me being the true descendant of the Eagle Wing Sword start from that time?”

The boy, who was already twelve or thirteen years old, was dressed in armor, riding a horse, wielding a spear, and piercing the ferocious orcs. He and many brave knights charged forward, tearing the orcs’ formation into pieces and killing them in disarray.

"... This is my first time to fight in actual combat. It's a pity that my father dared to let a twelve-year-old child fight against orcs for the first time in actual combat!"

The knight in full armor held up a lance decorated with silk flags, rode a snow-white horse without a trace of stray hair, and proudly walked through the arena, winning cheers. Under the helmet mask, the boy smiled as brightly as the sun.

"... A dignified prince disguised himself to participate in the knight's tournament. I was really outrageous at that time!"

Flames, blood, fighting, the familiar faces of the past became so strange, the sweet drink was mixed with terrible poison, sharp arrows shot from behind, relatives and friends fell one by one, and only the grim laughter was so clear.

"... The throne of the king is always located in a pool of blood. I didn't really understand what the teacher said back then!"

The most noble people in the kingdom were thrown into a deep pit in a mess. The poison made flies dare not approach, and even insects could not breed. The young man panted slowly, and gradually recovered among the familiar faces that were slowly decaying.

"...I have experienced the most horrible hell, and since then, I have stopped crying."

The staggering figure waved branches in the valley, completely ignoring the fact that his body had not yet recovered from the injuries. As the days passed, he became stronger and more determined, but his face was terribly gloomy, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent like ghost fire.

"...At that time, I vowed to take revenge, but I didn't do it in the end."

The unsociable and lonely young man was pulled by the familiar adventurers to drink together. In the midst of the cheerful laughter, he was the only one with a stern face. But his eyes were no longer so cold, and there was a hint of warmth.

"...That bunch of messy guys can mess around with anyone!"

The heavy chains locked the door of the Chamber of Commerce, and the assassins dressed in black with crossbows surrounded the entire building. The young man in black armor walked through the rooms with a gloomy face, stepping on the blood, and killed everything that could move. He was merciless even to the faces that had once drunk and laughed with me.

"...From that day on, my nickname changed from "cold face" to "destroy family."

The lonely black-armored knight rode a vicious swift dragon, whistling and chasing the crowd, chopping down those ruthless people who frightened ordinary people one by one, turning out the blood-soaked property from the pile of corpses, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"...It seems that people will beautify themselves before they die. I killed more than just bandits!"

Just as the divine crystal was about to be obtained, a large green jellyfish fell from the sky and landed on the head of the black-armored knight. It used its tentacles to press his forehead, and threatened him with a sly smile to take away his spoils.

"...This is the first time that your majesty and I met. Haha, I always feel that there seems to be a subtle difference."

The green jellyfish, which was like a hat, stayed on the head of the black-armored knight as if it was going to change its job to become a priest. It stubbornly told him all kinds of beautiful, kind and just things, and it was so long-winded that he drew his sword and cut, but he was always helpless.

"...Thinking carefully, those days were really unbearable to look back on!"

Under the coercion of the hateful jellyfish god, the black-armored knight had to start doing good deeds. He kept receiving thanks and cheers. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth often curled up, and his face often showed a soft expression.

"... Maybe that's when I started to change?"

There was an incorrigible female sex maniac in the team. This bastard often targeted him, making him furious again and again. The scene of chasing him with a sword was staged countless times. In the chaos, he gradually began to laugh.

"...That guy Steele...The clown is also useful...right..."

The knight knelt in front of the big green jellyfish, with a solemn look, and said his oath. His eyes were very firm, clear, without a trace of haze.

"...Thank you for giving me a new life! It's a pity that I can't repay you well!"

The slightly immature boy was practicing hard under the guidance of a knight in white armor, and he didn't notice the look of relief and nostalgia in the eyes of the teacher next to him.

"...I will be a teacher one day, and I always feel that I have suddenly become old. Haha, I have grown up."

The boy lay pale in a pool of blood, smiling weakly, and his smile gradually became cold.

"… Rank, my student, you are still a child! Why do you, such an innocent and good child, have to die in front of me, an old man who has committed countless mistakes!"

Countless lights and shadows flickered, and all the scenes gradually dimmed. He exhaled his last breath deeply.

As if it was an illusion, he saw a large group of refugees running away. Liv rode a warhorse that she didn't know where she got from, running around beside the team, shouting, waving a long sword, like a skilled shepherd, maintaining the discipline of the entire team, so that the refugees would not flee around, avoiding the most terrifying trampling scene.

Steel flapped his wings and flew around beside her to help her maintain order. Occasionally cast spells to treat the injured.

Suddenly, she stopped, looked back in confusion, and looked in the direction of the port of Gars City.

"What's wrong?" Liv asked curiously.

Steel did not answer, but looked over there silently.

"Hey, female pervert, bye."

"Yeah, bye."

The light and shadow continued to flicker, and he vaguely saw the turbid undercurrent, the roaring sea, and the four huge figures fighting desperately.

One of them was slightly different from what he remembered, but the style remained the same.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I failed to fulfill your request." The knight, who was left with only a transparent figure and could not approach the battlefield, slowly knelt on one knee, "Please forgive my incompetence."

Sui Xiong, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, suddenly shuddered and turned his head suddenly, just in time to see the transparent figure slowly dissipating.

From the last remaining light, he understood all the causes and consequences in an instant and let out a crazy roar.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the turbid waves emptied.

No need to update regularly, this time there will be no mistakes...