In front of the Iron Barrier.
The flaming masked men stood in a dense crowd. Every once in a while, someone would step out from the crowd and move forward.
— — Never to return.
They were using their own flesh and blood to stop the beast's attack.
Waiting for reinforcements.
Behind them, an iron wall was slowly rising.
However, even the Secret Technique Grandmaster Craftsman's disciple knew that this wall alone wouldn't be able to stop a Sixth Order God Realm monster.
Their only hope was to wait for the City Lord's reinforcements.
"Why … … Why haven't the people of King City arrived yet?"
Some people gritted their teeth and their knees trembled.
Even if it was them, they would still be afraid.
"They … … have long decayed!"
At the back of the group, the real Secret Craftsman Master's disciple, the white-haired old man, was half rooted in the ground and sneered.
"They have long forgotten the purpose of building a city."
The old man's tone was filled with disappointment and anger.
"… … Behind the iron wall, the strong felt safe and only thought about fighting for power and profit. They did not think about how their ancestors fought so hard to snatch a chance of survival from the beast's mouth."
"Today, I am here, the Iron Barrier will be here."
"If I am not here, the Iron Barrier will be destroyed!"
"To be honest, such a city's destruction is also a matter of fate."
Although he said so, his blood was still flowing. The blood mixed with the soil and turned into iron.
Even if he was disappointed in the world, the Secret Craftsman's dream was still to save the world!
"Master!"
The flaming masked men were filled with grief and anger. They cried together and silently cried.
"It's here!"
The disciple in charge of scouting in front suddenly cried out in alarm. Not far in front of him, a white meteor was crushing everything in its path. Several disciples shouted together and rushed to stop it, but like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, they were smashed into pieces!
These people sacrificed their lives, but they could only stop Nie Ma 'er's footsteps for a moment.
"You really are not afraid of death."
Nie Ma 'er stopped, the originally white armor had turned bright red, and the expression on his face was even more ferocious.
This was the blood of these death warriors.
However, Nie Ma 'er did not care, he waved his hand as if he was waving away an insignificant fly.
The flaming masked men gathered in one place and waited.
However, Nie Ma 'er did not put them in his eyes at all. His gaze was fixed on the white-haired old man in the crowd.
"You are the successor of this generation's Secret Arts Master Craftsman?"
He squinted his eyes and said, "You look like you're about to run out of oil? As expected, it was the disciple who failed to live up to his expectations and was unable to choose a suitable successor. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come all the way here. I would have waited for you to die of old age, and the Iron Mystic Barrier would naturally be destroyed. "
"How dare you!"
In the eyes of these flame-masked people, the descendants of the secret method master craftsmen were like gods. How could they allow people to insult them like this?
Immediately, a few of them leaped high into the air, turning the dust into an iron dragon and attacking Nie Ma 'er.
Nie Ma 'er didn't care at all. He waved his hands, and before these people could get close to him, they were torn into pieces in the air and scattered into the dust.
The white-haired elder's expression changed slightly as he said in a deep voice, "Ignore him. Stabilize the formation."
He remained motionless and focused all his energy on the construction of the wall behind him.
No matter what, even if he had to die, he wanted to protect the Iron Barrier.
"You want to use your Myriad Blood Black Iron Formation?"
Nie Ma 'er sneered.
"Even if you formed it, what's the use? Do you think you can block one of my claws? "
He was calm and unruffled, not worried at all.
"You even know about the Myriad Blood Black Iron Formation?"
The white-haired elder's eyes were cold as he asked, "Who exactly are you? As a human, you want to rely on the beasts, don't you feel ashamed? "
This beastman knew about the Iron Mystic Barrier, which was already a strange thing.
But maybe the beastman had infiltrated deeply and obtained this secret location, but the Myriad Blood Black Iron Formation was not known to the descendants of the secret method master craftsmen, so how did this person know?
"Hmph! Humans are evil, even if they die, what can they do? "
Nie Ma 'er laughed wildly, "You ask me why I know about the Myriad Blood Black Iron Formation? Of course, I was once a member of this formation! "
What?
The flame-masked people were in an uproar.
— — the members of the Myriad Blood Black Iron Formation were the descendants of the secret method master craftsmen. They also had the chance to become the guardians of the Iron Mystic Barrier, just like them!
Such people should give everything to the welfare of the human race, and sacrifice everything to protect it.
— — he actually turned into a beastman?
"Nonsense, how could someone like you pass the Iron Blood Trial?"
Someone was filled with righteous indignation and roared.
Nie Ma 'er sneered, "I was once young and arrogant, I was once hot-blooded! But what did I get in return? Nothing but betrayal and humiliation! "
"The descendants of the secret method master craftsmen, you put it nicely, but you're just a bunch of thieves and prostitutes!"
His eyes were blood red, and his words were spoken in an extremely mournful tone. It was unknown what he had experienced.
Great Heavenly King Luo hid behind, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
He couldn't wait for Nie Ma 'er to show his might and catch all these strange people in one go. As for the consequences, he couldn't care less.
If this continues, who knows what will happen.
But he couldn't rush him, so he could only worry in secret.
The white-haired elder seemed to be stalling for time, asking in a low voice, "Which city did you swear to be a Iron Blood Man? Which master's inheritance did you accept? How can you betray your master, have you forgotten the oath you made that day? "
At this point, it was meaningless to ask any more questions.
But the white-haired elder knew that even if the Ten Thousand Blood Black Iron Formation was completed, it still wouldn't be a match for a Sixth Order God Realm master, he could only stall for time.
"Oath? Haha. "
Nie Ma 'er spoke bitterly, "Become a Iron Blood Man and guard my city? You said it yourself, if something really happens, won't you just send us cannon fodder to our deaths? "
"Send us to our deaths, that's nothing, but no matter what, you shouldn't harm my parents, wife, and children! Iron blood is precious, did you think our blood was wasted? "
He was like a mad tiger, thinking about the past, roaring incessantly.
This was Nie Ma 'er's lifelong obsession, now that the beast spirit had entered his body, it stimulated his mind and brain, he was no longer normal, only remembering hatred and anger.
The white-haired elder was speechless.
He also knew that unfair things existed in the world. This kind of tragedy, if it didn't happen to him, he wouldn't know how painful it was.
"Even so, you can still report to the descendants of the secret method master craftsmen, they will definitely deal with you fairly, why give up on yourself …"
The white-haired elder knew that his words were useless, he could only try to persuade.
"I'm not giving up on myself!"
Nie Ma 'er suddenly opened his eyes wide, blood red light shooting out.
"I want revenge!"
He revealed his cold white teeth, killing intent filling the air!
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