Chapter 661
Words:1929Update:22/07/01 11:55:19
Dean rolled out of the mess. As soon as he looked up, he saw a shield smashing towards his head. He fiercely punched it.
Bang!
A violent collision sound rang out, and the burly armored soldier with the shield spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backwards, knocking over two knights. One of the knights' horse was hit in the head, and he died on the spot.
The shield in the hands of the soldier was deeply caved in. It looked like a fist brand.
The Purple Feather cavalry were dumbfounded. What kind of monster is this?
Dean's palm hit the ground and he rushed forward like a cannonball.
"How is this possible?!" The five-star admiral looked at this scene through the Overlook Mirror and was stunned.
Xidawen stared at the unstoppable Dean. He turned to a young man who was leaning on the sofa: "We have met a tricky enemy. We may need you to take action."
The young man was enjoying the snacks and fruits on the table. He smiled as he heard Xidawen's words: "Who is it? Look at how scared you are."
Xidawen replied: "The person is very strong. He is far beyond the level of a hunter. He may not even be a primary limitless!"
"Oh?" When the young man heard this, he immediately became interested. He took a bite of the fruit that was worth more than gold and threw it out of the carriage. His figure flashed and appeared beside Xedawen. He raised his hand in front of his eyebrows, as if to block the sun. He looked forward and soon saw the chaotic area in front of him. He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Interesting. No wonder he dares to attack the formation alone. He probably wants to capture you and end this war."
Xidawen stared at him: "Are you sure?"
"Sure?" The young man looked at her in surprise as if he had heard something unbelievable. "You're asking me if I'm confident? Dear, are you insulting me? "
"No, no." The five star general knew that the young man was from the inner wall. He didn't dare to offend him: "Commander doesn't mean that …"
"Why are you interrupting when the big shots are talking?" The young man glanced at him sideways. His gaze was as cold as ice, without the slightest emotion, and without the slightest playful attitude towards Hidaven.
The five-star general was taken aback, his entire body feeling a chill. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to reply, but he felt somewhat humiliated and annoyed. He was old enough to be this young man's father, yet he was actually called a child? However, when he thought of the other party's identity, he could only admit it.
Xedawen's expression was indifferent as he said, "I know you're very strong, but the enemy isn't weak either. It's better for you not to underestimate them."
"Looks like you've underestimated me." There was a sad expression on the young man's face, "I'm from the inner wall. I don't know where this kid came from but I can tell from his skills that he's just a primary limitless. Well, he's close to the level of a senior limitless. But I've killed a lot of senior limitless."
"Milord, you're truly formidable!" The Five-Star General immediately complimented.
The young man smiled at him.
The five-star general immediately felt overwhelmed by the favor, and his face was full of smiles.
Xedawen looked at the battlefield in front of him and said, "Since that's the case, you should make your move as soon as possible so that my men don't die in vain."
"It's just a bunch of trash. It doesn't matter if a few of them die." The young man didn't care. He didn't intend to continue watching the battle. He twisted his neck and made a cracking sound. After doing a few warm-up exercises, he winked at Xidawen with a hint of temptation. "Don't forget what we agreed on after this is done."
"I always keep my word." Xedawen calmly replied.
"Good!"
Whoosh!
The young man's body flew out as soon as he finished his words. It seemed as if a hurricane was set off from where he stood. The chariot shook slightly.
The five-star general looked at the young man who seemed to have teleported away, and his eyes were filled with shock. Although he rather detested this young man, he had to admit that other than having a higher status than him, the young man's strength was something he had never seen before.
"So strong!" The five-star general sighed, "I didn't expect that a random person from the inner wall would be so strong!"
"He didn't come here randomly." Xedawen said indifferently.
The five-star general looked at her. He wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What do you want to say?" Xedawen seemed to notice the corner of the five-star general's mouth.
The five-star general's heart shuddered slightly. He immediately found a topic and said, "What I want to say is, after he gets rid of this person, do we need to capture the entire Church? Shouldn't we also capture the Holy Church in one fell swoop since they have treated us like this? "
"We'll talk about this when all three commanders are present." Xedawen replied coldly.
"Yes." The five-star general said respectfully and took the opportunity to flatter him. "Commander, you've saved Saint Lorenza and Commander Bryson. You've saved the entire Army. Such a great achievement, you must …"
"What?" Xedawen suddenly cried out.
The five-star general felt strange but could only repeat: "Commander, this rescue …" He was halfway through his sentence when he heard a creaking sound. He saw that Xedawen was holding the edge of the chariot with too much force and had crushed the guardrail.
He was shocked and looked up at Xedawen's face. He saw a beautiful face that was shocked to the extreme. Her expression was distorted because of the shock.
He was stunned for a moment and suddenly reacted. He grabbed the telescope and looked in the direction of Xidawen's gaze. He immediately saw the young man in black armor rushing straight towards the chaotic area in front of him. In the air beside him, a head rolled down. It was the young man who had rushed out earlier! The young man's face was no longer playful. Instead, it was full of horror. His eyes were wide open as if his eyeballs were going to fall out.
"What?!"
He cried out in horror. He found that his reaction was the same as commander Xedawen's.
"Just one punch …" Xedawen's eyes widened. She wasn't ignorant about the power system of the inner wall. On the contrary, she was shocked because she knew about it. Although the previous fight was short but she had been paying attention to it. She saw that Dean had killed the young man and broke his neck!
What kind of terrifying strength was needed to break the neck with just a fist and cause the head to be sent flying?
In her mind, only the legendary figures of the inner wall could kill the young man.
But the scene in front of her was so real that she suspected it was fake.
Whoosh!
Dean swung his left arm to block the lance that was stabbing at him. He looked at the woman who was wearing commander's clothes in front of him. He had to release his full strength when he fought against the master who had suddenly jumped out. Otherwise, he would be dragged into the enemy's army and would exhaust his physical strength. Now that he had exposed his true strength he was too lazy to continue to hold back.
Bang! Bang!
Several cavalrymen were trampled by Dean's foot. Their shoulders made cracking sounds. Their legs softened and they knelt on the ground. Even the professionally trained horses couldn't bear the recoil force.
Dean was like a black shadow as he passed through the army. He arrived in front of the gorgeous chariot in the middle of the army.
Dean's speed gradually slowed down. He stepped on the shoulder of a cavalryman and leaped into the air. After flying for a few feet, he kicked the chest of the cavalryman who was protecting the chariot. The cavalryman flew back and rubbed the side of the chariot. He fell into the army behind the chariot.
Dean was standing on the back of the horse. He looked down at Xedawen with indifferent eyes as if he was looking at an ant.
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
