Sky Dragon Rider

The snow that had fallen all night seemed to have no intention of stopping, and it continued to fall endlessly, one after another, embellishing the land into a vast expanse of white snow.

The inn in Tuweizi has been turned into ruins, and more than a dozen fires still maintain a weak flame. Although the sky is gradually brightening, there is still a dead silence inside or outside the inn.

Lin Mo, who looked like a snowman, stood there motionless with a two-handed knight's sword, looking around vigilantly, guarding against the magic bombardment and sharp arrows that might surprise at any time.

After a night of fierce fighting, he and the old stonemason Okoro, Viscount Bunny Antren and others repelled four large-scale attacks and more than ten small-scale attacks on the Palace of the Underworld.

The complex environment of the inn effectively controlled the opponent's numerical advantage, so that the offensive pressure on Lin Mo and others, even if there were 300 people, was not much different from 100 people.

However, the Underworld Palace, which has been defeated repeatedly, finally couldn't bear the various strange killings and casualties it encountered during the attack, and suffered heavy casualties. Raze the inn to the ground.

Although the spell shield above Tier [-] can resist small-caliber automatic rifles, it cannot resist the hypersonic warheads fired by electromagnetic rail rifles, and the thick soil walls cannot stop the piercing of dark steel core warheads.

Precisely because of the suppression of the electromagnetic rail rifle with its high rate of fire and high penetrating power, the spellcasters, archers, and sharpshooters of Hades Palace did not dare to expose their positions and figures rashly.

Although the inn was turned into ruins under the aimless and blind shooting overnight, there were not many casualties as a result.

The old stonemason Okeluo was slightly injured in the fight with two strong men from the Underworld Palace.However, he succeeded in severely injuring one of the strong men, forcing the other party to flee in embarrassment.

You can't escape, and there is an unscathed heavy armored warrior staring at him, and the strange attack he unleashes casually is hard to guard against, especially the threat to those subordinates is extremely huge.

The manpower brought by Viscount Buniantlun experienced a night of brutal fighting, and more than half of them were lost. The rest of them were injured and embarrassed.

Steward Schick has a broken hand.His face was pale due to a lot of blood loss, and he had to gasp a few times when he moved. Although the other intact hand was still holding the crossbow forcibly, it was still unclear how much self-protection ability he had left. Timis, who was following him, was killed Pressed under the collapsed beams, there was only humming left, struggling to survive.

"Mackton! Don't come out, don't come out no matter what happens! Remember!"

The chest rose and fell, and the clean and tidy noble robes had already turned into beggars' clothes.Lord Viscount is still holding the rapier "Tears" tightly in his hand, while holding a potion in the other hand, using his own body temperature to keep him from being frozen by the severe cold.

This is the last means of life-saving that he spent a lot of money to buy.An explosive potion.It can increase the combat power of the first level and maintain it for a quarter of an hour.

Any type of explosive drug will bring very serious consequences and even irreversible sequelae.

Just like the potion in his hand that emits a faint blue light, after a quarter of an hour of its effect, he will lose all strength and let his opponent slaughter him, and at the same time, his fighting spirit level will drop by one level within a year.

Before the most dangerous time, he didn't dare to use it easily.Once used, it means that the escort operation has completely failed.

"Yes! Lord Viscount!"

Hiding under a bed crushed by some collapsed planks, Markton burst into tears.

Under the bed where you can't see your fingers, you can hear the terrible fighting coming from outside, as well as the constant shrill screams.It made him tremble all over, maybe it only needs a sword qi slash or spell bombardment.You can completely bury him in this nameless inn together with the big bed.

He even heard very clearly the last roar of the coachman driving himself and Timis before he died.

As a lowly homeless civilian living on the street, even if the body is dumped in the stinky ditch the next day, no one will take a second look. The old fist's beating.

I never thought that someone would care about my life, I never thought that I would have relatives, I never thought that my guess turned out to be true, and I never thought that there are so many people fighting against a powerful and terrifying enemy for me. Fighting desperately until their last breath.

"I will definitely survive, I will definitely become a master, and I will definitely destroy the Underworld Palace! Wait, wait..."

Unknowingly, the clenched fingertips pierced deeply into the palm of his hand, slowly spilling out drop after drop of blood. In the dark, Markton's eyes shone with an inexplicable cold light, as if he was secretly making some kind of oath.

"'Executioner'! 'Holy Light Judgment'! I will give you one last chance. If you don't hand over Fjord, this is where you will be buried!"

A hoarse voice came from outside the walls of the inn that had been blasted away in many places. Until now, the people in the Underworld Palace have not realized that one of the three strong men who opposed them was Fei Zhuo, whom they were eager to hold hostage. you.

Although it was intercepted in this small border village, the action plan of Guangming Shenting did not completely fail.

The killers of Hades Palace paid unimaginably huge casualties. Including the follow-up reinforcements, there were more than 500 people in total. At this moment, there are only more than 100 people left. The casualties are unprecedentedly heavy.

Nearly half of them were killed by inexplicable explosions and strange long-range alchemy weapons. Even a sharpshooter was killed on the spot, and his waist-high body was completely shattered. The ferocity of the weapon.

"Fuck you! If you have the guts, kill them now. One day, I will kill everyone in your Underworld Palace."

The eyes of the old stonemason Okoro were bloodshot, and his drake-like voice was like the roar of a ghost, which chilled people's hearts.

"Me! The proud nobleman never surrenders to Xiao Xiaoxiao, he would rather die than surrender!"

Viscount Bunny Antren shook his sword, and the soft moan sounded like a sword, and his voice was firm without any hesitation.

"Ahem!" Butler Sigg also wanted to say something, but a violent cough made him paler, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. The crossbow that he still didn't put down represented his heart.

"Kill me! Not a single one!"

The people in Hadeshen Palace finally lost their last patience, and all the remaining killers were dispatched.

Thick door panels covered with water-soaked winter clothes rushed over from the alley or behind the low courtyard walls of the houses. Without dodging or dodging, they smashed through the earthen wall and rushed towards the inn.

Frustrated for several rounds in a row, the killers of Hades Palace also learned to be good, and set up a thick physical defense in front.

This kind of crude front protection makes the steel-core warheads with a caliber below 9mm useless. After all, those killers who are only at the third or fourth level can easily jack up several layers of the same reinforced door panels at the same time for a short-distance charge.

For high-explosive warheads with a caliber of 12.7mm or more, this wood is far from enough, and even armor-piercing bullets are not needed, but this tactic combined with the superiority of troops did pinch the electromagnetic rail rifle in Lin Mo's hand. The weakness of speed efficiency is that the output power of the seg core unit embedded in the gun stock cannot maintain the rapid fire mode of large-caliber projectiles.

Boom! ~

The electromagnetic rail rifle in Lin Mo's hand still fired slowly.

Group after group of killers were blown away by the newly loaded 30mm caliber high-explosive warheads, and the heavy wooden boards in front of them were blown open, and all of them were directly overturned to the ground. The approach of the killer.

The miniature magnetic plasma engine behind him began to warm up. According to the agreement with the Court of Light, he was only responsible for acting as a stand-in and secretly protecting Markon's safety. If he couldn't do anything or was in great danger, he had the right to abandon the mission and leave on his own.

In the current situation, he can't save everyone, so he can only save himself or save one by one.

"It's already dawn! Hasn't it come yet?"

They guarded different positions of the ruined inn. Lin Mo, the old stonemason and Viscount Buniantren talked to themselves in unison in their hearts.

Will the reinforcements from the Bright God Court arrive on time after a night of heavy snowfall?

The old mason was panting heavily, staring closely at the strong man from the Underworld Palace who was approaching quickly. The hammer in his hand could no longer distinguish the original color, but instead showed a very strange deep dark red.

Without warning, the light elements in the surrounding air suddenly rioted, as if they were boiling, and frantically gathered towards the sky above the soil enclosure.

The gloomy snow cloud layer suddenly burst into crack-like golden spots, and a dazzling light descended from the sky. The clouds and the ground echoed each other to connect the fine vertical rays of light, like a cage of heaven and earth.

"Glittering Thorns!"

Along with the wind, there was an ethereal and illusory roar!

The killers on the ground who were launching a full-scale attack on the inn erupted in screams, and golden light thorns that quickly split and split were born and died in an extremely dense manner around the inn, like stars twinkling. The killers they touched were immediately riddled with holes without any resistance, green smoke rose, and the unpleasant smell of burning quickly permeated.

The killer of Hades Palace seemed to have crashed into the thorn bush of death, and was covered in blood by the unstoppable sharp thorns. For some of the more unlucky ones, the light thorns bloomed directly from their heads or bodies, and they could not even hum. Without a snort, he was killed on the spot.

The sound of horseshoes like drums came from outside the soil fence, and it was getting closer and closer. The dazzling white and flawless flame rose like wolf smoke, and the strength of the comer was unprecedentedly terrifying.

"In my name! Judgment!"

Amidst the loud bang, Tuweizi was like butter cut by a hot knife, and one person and one rider shrouded in powerful flames rushed in from behind the killer of the Underworld Palace like a broken bamboo.

Walls collapsed and houses collapsed where they passed, and local residents screamed continuously, but they were unexpectedly unharmed.

"coming!"

The old stonemason Okoro and Viscount Buniantren showed surprise together.

A piece of pure white feather mixed in the snowflakes slowly fell from Lin Mo's eyes, and he couldn't help reaching out to catch it.

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