The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 158 The Gap Burial and the End

The death of the Dark Flame had a great impact on the land battle.Ever since he changed jobs, although Lu Zhan tried his best to restrain himself, a sense of pride still subconsciously surfaced in his heart.The special fighters after the second awakening, even in the mainland, have stepped into the middle-level existence, surpassing the rookies and junior fighters who account for the vast majority of fighters.

Inevitably, the younger Lu Zhan certainly felt a little ecstatic in his heart.

But in such a scene now, it was like a blow to the head, smashing the little idea in Lu Zhan's heart to pieces.

So what about the special fighters, what about the eighteenth and nineteenth ranks.When I encountered absolute power, the result was nothing but death.Lu Zhan didn't want to get to the bottom of what kind of enemy the Dark Flame encountered to cause this.But thinking about what happened to him when he encountered a legendary barbarian, he could probably imagine what kind of enemy the Dark Flame encountered.Being able to escape from the legendary barbarian was not because of how special he was, but just because he happened to meet the large army of the principality.If not, the result will definitely be the same as the Flames of Darkness.The decisive factor in this is still because of weakness!
In an instant, this weak word filled Lu Zhan's mind.An indescribable shame welled up in my mind.

"Could it be that I have such a powerful advantage that I can't compare with these aborigines? I don't believe it!" Lu Zhan secretly gritted his teeth and glanced at the corpse of Diablo Flame, then turned around and ran towards the battlefield with the Bilan Hanyu Sword in hand .

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Lu Zhan's mind was full of impulses driven by humiliation, and his previously calm mentality broke out on this incident that seemed to have nothing to do with him.But Lu Zhan couldn't suppress it in his heart.He knew that his ability was almost the same as that of the Black Flame. In other words, on the Bantu tribe's three-acre land, he, like the Dark Flame, could be trampled to pieces by Bantu experts at any time.

"Hold on, Archmage Polna is coming soon, hold on!"

"Damn it, I can't stand the captain!"

"Blessing state! The thieves interfere with him, don't let him display his savage fighting spirit smoothly!"

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The battle between the vanguard team and the legendary barbarian is in full swing.Lu Zhan was very lucky. The unit that rescued him was one of the few elite battle regiments that truly undertook combat missions during the principality's general offensive.The fighters in the regiment are all around level 25, otherwise, if it is a rookie regiment that is only used to see blood, maybe a thousand-man brigade is not enough for this barbarian to slaughter, let alone save Lu Zhan's life.

After briefly expressing his identity as the Principality of Belmar and his 'Battle Pass', Lu Zhan quickly passed behind the heavily guarded team, and sneaked towards the barbarian who was furious and smashed the protective shield of the earth.

Although the combination of griffins and mages in the sky has continuous magic wind blades, although the bandit kings, phantoms, great archers, chasing wind swordsmen, noble swordsmen and other professions in the team are roaming inside and outside the shield to attack.However, the damage caused by these continuous attacks to the legendary barbarian is almost negligible.

The defensive ability of melee legendary fighters is astonishing, as long as the fighting spirit is filled all over the body.Facing low-level enemies, that is the true sense of invincibility.

The only ones who can really pose a threat to legendary fighters are legendary fighters!
"Roar! Go to hell!" With a loud roar, the eyes of the muscular barbarian radiated tyranny, and the giant mace in his hand brought a gust of wind, and smashed it down with unspeakable force. .

With a sound of "pong", the guardian of the earth formed by more than 5 elite shield warriors finally turned into ashes after nearly [-] minutes of resistance.After all, it is difficult for low-level warriors to resist the majesty of high-level warriors!

"Dead! Die! Die!" Just as the barbarian had a ferocious and evil smile on his face, he was about to brandish a mace and start a killing spree.Suddenly, an invisible ray of light flashed across the sky.

Afterwards, Lu Zhan saw a trace of astonishment flash across Manzi's ferocious face. A few seconds later, the huge human head fell from his neck, and a stream of stinky blood gushed out like a spring, splashing more than ten meters into the sky.

This scene petrified all the legionnaires and land battles of the Principality of Belle Mare.The barbarian who was so fierce just now, his head left his body in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't die anymore.

Lu Zhan's fists were tightly clenched, and he turned his head tightly to look in the direction of the light.As a result, at 300 meters away, a woman covered in a black robe with only pink hair exposed was quietly watching.Seeing that Manzi's head was cut off, a smile flashed across his face, he turned around and walked back.

"Archmage Polna is too strong! He is worthy of being a legendary shadow warlock. The signature dark wave blade can kill Bantu barbarians of the same level with just one use!" A shield warrior who also looked back After discovering the figure of the woman, he shouted excitedly.

"It's really Archmage Polna!"

"too strong!"

The rest of the fighters who turned around also found something, and they all echoed.The expression of praise is full of admiration and love.Lu Zhan can fully understand the reason why these elite fighters praise a person so much. If this mysterious woman did not arrive in time, then most of the more than [-] people here will almost certainly die within a few seconds.

If the savior doesn't thank you, who else should you thank?

Lu Zhan also had to accept this mysterious woman's love.

"The gap is too big...not on the same level at all." Gritting his teeth tightly, Lu Zhan stared at the figure of the woman and murmured.

Finally at this moment, Lu Zhan understood what the gap was.A legendary fighter is a legendary fighter, and the word legend is not just talk.Lu Zhan estimated in his heart, with his current attack power and defense power, it is not inferior to ordinary 25th-level ghost swordsmen.But in the face of legendary fighters above rank 35, if you don't rely on blocking skills.As long as it is hit by a normal attack, it will definitely die.

It was as if there was some iron-like rule hidden in it.

Meditating quietly, Lu Zhan spent the night in silence in this legion.

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The 'Song of Glory' Legion is one of the elite mixed battle groups of the Principality of Bel Mare, with a number of 3 people.There are countless fighters and magicians from land, sea and air, and they are all elite fighters around the 25th rank.But there are not many special fighters, only a few generals of nearly a hundred captains are born with the blood of the awakened gods.And Land War, among the soldiers of the battle group that came later, was just an inconspicuous existence.

In the hazy moonlight, in the deserted land outside the quiet military camp, a figure waved a shovel in his hand.

"Dark Flame, oh no, Dak... I don't know what the funeral customs are in this world. I'll let you rest in peace in our way. Returning to Mother Earth may also be a kind of happiness."

Lu Zhan waved his shovel to dig the soil and said softly.

Soon, a small bulge was formed under Lu Zhan's hands. Although he killed countless people, it was the first time he made a grave.The crooked mound looked very weird, but Lu Zhan didn't care about it. After gently placing Diablo's body in the soil, he closed the pile of loess.

No coffin, just a pure naked burial.

Death is like a lamp being extinguished, and now on the grave of Diablo, there is only the sharp sword he used in his hand-Ziwan.No name tag, no message.Some are just a long knife as cold as a crescent moon.

After mourning for a moment, Lu Zhan turned and left.

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Two days later, in the early morning, in front of the Hutton Mar Special Warriors Association.

Even in the early morning hours, there will be no silence in front of the Special Warriors Association in the capital of magic, as various special fighters come and go in and out.Except for the mysterious Nightbringer and Celestial Sharpshooter, every other profession can be found here.

"How about it, Raul, the Youth Elite Tournament is about to start. Do you want to fight? It is said that the fighter reward this time is a powder-level boxing glove!" In the hall of the association, two martial arts fighters were discussing What are you talking about, one of them said with a smile.

"Forget it. I'm only at the fifteenth level, and I'm pretty good in Gran's Forest. But for fighters under the age of 25 in mainland China, it's still too weak. Moreover, I heard that Lucio, the Son of Wind, also wants to Go...with him here, why should I go?" Another person said with a wry smile.

"Lucio, the son of the wind, is said to be at the twentieth level... I really wonder how he has experienced to this level. Half a year ago, he was only at the eighteenth level! It's only been half a year."

"So what about half a year? For a genius, it's not impossible to advance one day at a time."

The bustling stream of people shuttled around, noisy and chaotic voices and laughter were endless, but Lu Zhan, who was sitting quietly outside the gate, was indifferent.The nearly ten days of fighting made it impossible for him to return to such a peaceful life for a while.

The heavy armor covered in dirt was not cleaned, and the bloody and rotten smell of internal organs wafted around his side.Some junior special fighters cover their mouths and noses from time to time when they pass by the land battle, and look at the land battle with disgust.

Only some veterans of the [-]th and [-]th ranks, who are full of weather, are horrified when they find out about the land battle, and they respect the land battle.

The status of the second awakened is very high.Although I have seen the ferocious land battles of legendary fighters, I have completely forgotten this little glory now.

Time passed by minute by minute, very quickly, and it was eight o'clock in the morning.

And Lu Zhan finally saw that limping figure at the end of the road.

(End of this chapter)