infinite boiling

Chapter 1330 The Millennium Earl
The Luanjia on the beast mount was surrounded by flag guns, which were filled with the heads of prey, and the head of the short head of the agate man was also there. It pierced through the broken neck and pierced the skull. The eyeballs are everted, and it looks terrible.

"There is no collection value." The chief threw away the two heads, and the beast hounds who were following around immediately rushed up and swallowed them whole.

The chiefs stepped up the pace of the hunt, and the pressure on the survivors immediately mounted.

The great chief sat on the Luanjia, clenched his fist with one hand, propped his forehead, closed his eyes and meditated, these miscellaneous fish were not worth his shot at all, and he was not even interested in watching the battle situation, but the next second, he suddenly opened his dark eyes , staring at the open wilderness on the right.

Like a sharp sword, a black beam of light split the space, stood on the ground, and then unfolded, forming a wide and magnificent portal.

The black arc of energy spilled out like a swimming fish, crackling, causing the dust on the ground to be swept around.

A female knight wrapped in white steel armor drove her war horse and walked out from the portal. While looking around, her eyes were like sharp blades, and she stared vertically and horizontally.

The majestic steed also dressed in costumes spewed hot air, and when they stepped on the ground, there were huge hoof prints.

"Prey?" A third-rank servant of Ying, after receiving the signal from the great chief, dragged a scimitar and charged towards the female knight.

The servant jumped in the air, but the expected scene of cutting open the enemy's body did not happen.

The female knight waved the silver dragon cavalry spear in her hand. Amidst the sound of the wind, dozens of gun shadows appeared in an instant. The servant was covered in blood and rolled over the wilderness. His eyes turned white, like a dying catfish. There is only the air that enters, and it is obviously impossible to live.

"In the name of the Lord, purify the evil!" The female knight held the lance between her eyebrows, and looked at the chief indifferently, without any fear.

The sonorous and powerful voice floated in the wilderness, and the female knight stood there, seeming to add a touch of refreshing floral fragrance to the Stone Age.

"Interesting!" The corner of the chief's mouth twitched, "I've decided to let you be my new slave girl!"

Ying's third-tier servant is enough to defeat most of the Trojan horse team's strongmen, and was killed in one blow, but the chief didn't care at all.

"Lorraine, you don't need such formal etiquette to deal with heretics, just kill them." A male knight in red heavy armor rode out of the portal.

He has a burly body, a thick voice, and a huge horse. His whole body is like a moving chariot. Every time the horse's hoof steps down, it will leave a half-foot-deep mark, which shows that the weight is astonishing.

"Willard, I'm afraid you won't see Lorraine's disgrace in your lifetime." The woman who came out this time is completely the image of a medieval witch, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sitting on a broom.

The breeze blew, and the robe blew up, and two beautiful white legs could be seen, enough to make any man gulp.

The great chief frowned slightly, he could feel the surging power from these uninvited guests, but it was not enough to make him move and fear.

"No matter who you are, you will die today." The chief grabbed the bone gun made from the spine of the most ferocious beast in the wilderness, and was about to strike, but stopped suddenly, staring at the portal with a solemn expression.

A young man rode a white horse, like a prince in the Middle Ages, and walked out of the portal in gorgeous court attire. He was handsome enough to make any flower pale, and his exquisite outline and lines were more attractive than the most beautiful gemstones. female gaze.

"The enemy this time is another ugly monster?" The young man glanced at the great chief, his ugly appearance made him frown in disgust.

The great chief was very angry, but the power fluctuations contained in the other party made him dare not make a move.

"Have you seen enough? The Dragon King bowed his head. When he sees an old friend, he won't come out to say hello?" The young man lightly raised the rein with his white-gloved right hand, letting the horse cross the knights with a court dance step, and then stopped.

"Old monster, every time I see you like this, I feel sick to my stomach. Are you really a vampire?" The deep and hoarse voice filled the ears of everyone, even the three knights. , unconsciously shuddered.

The little chiefs realized that something was wrong, and they all surrounded him.

"I'm not a vampire, but you're definitely not human." The young man smiled, "No.1 in China, please call me Earl of the Millennium."

This eternally young man is nicknamed the old monster, recognized as No. 1 in the Trojan horse world, a legendary figure that many people have only heard of, but have never seen.

Higmint Siegfried, who is said to have lived for thousands of years, is an eternally wandering Jew with an immortal body, a magician, and an alchemist. He has many identities, and each of them can be written into a wonderful story. He once An exiled king who predicted and participated in many historical events, he is also a Frankenstein who studies pharmacy and chemistry to help the poor...

"If you keep your mouth shut, I might fight with all my strength." The man nicknamed the Low-headed Dragon King was wearing a black tights protective clothing, wrapped in a big black cloak, although his face was not covered by a mask, but there was always a mass of blood on his face. Surrounded by black mist, no one could see his formation.

"Heretic, watch your tone." Lorraine scolded, pointing the lance at the bowed Dragon King, "I want to challenge you."

"I'm not interested." The low-headed Dragon King has always been a dragon who can't see the head but doesn't see the tail. He is extremely mysterious, and his own strength is beyond compare. Except for the old monster, he doesn't even look down on Bin Hur and Vasily.

The big chief was dumbfounded, and the little chiefs were also stunned. These people actually ignored their own side and talked like no one else, it was really disgusting.

"I will make you pay the price!" The chief wanted to growl, but the sudden glances from the earl of the millennium and the bow-headed dragon king made him close his mouth subconsciously. He felt fear. Since he became the king of this wasteland, how much Years later, he no longer feels this way.

"The Holy Land War is about to start, do you want to participate?" The Earl of the Millennium sighed as he looked at the sky, and said, "I'm tired, and I really don't want to go through it again."

"That's up to you." The corner of the Dragon King's mouth twitched, sighing, "Sure enough, the older you get, the more useless. My goal is to hit the black hand behind the Trojan horse."

"You won't succeed." Higmint shook his head. He had tried before, but unfortunately failed, so he gave up.

"Can you tell me about your experience? Don't worry, I won't let your words go to waste." The bow-headed Dragon King pointed at the chief, "How about letting him go to you?"

The chief was almost pissed off, is he a ball?Let anyone knead.

The Three Knights of Lorraine did not say that the Dragon King bowed his head and was arrogant. The other party did have this strength. The origin of his nickname was because everyone who saw him had to look up to him.

The bow-headed Dragon King seemed to be alone, but in fact his subordinates could arrive at the scene through teleportation at any time, and attack the chief and the Millennium Earl.

"I hate war." Higmint touched the ring on his finger, "I leave this place to you, I'm leaving."

"No, I want to accumulate strength and participate in the holy land battle. There will be a period later." The bow-headed dragon king knew that he could not get the information, so he left decisively. "If the war is not imminent, I must decide the No. 1 ownership with you."

"Young man, you can't hold your breath anymore." The Earl of the Millennium shook his head and looked at the chief, "Fight, my time is limited."

"Kill them." The great chief uttered a thunderous roar, and a dozen chiefs gathered around roared and charged, trying to drown their prey.

The three knights of Lorraine attacked, and with a flick of their spears, it was bloody.

The great chief moved, his strong body was enough to tear apart the space, and appeared next to the Earl of the Millennium. Unfortunately, before he attacked, his body suddenly became stiff.

"As I wish, physical imprisonment!" The Earl of the Millennium spit out a melodious tone, and glanced at the chief lightly, "As I wish, get out of here."

The great chief rolled over and was covered in mud. He was as embarrassed as a rabbit shot by an arrow, but he quickly jumped up, stared fiercely at the Earl of the Millennium, and rushed forward again.

"The ancient golden court of Asgard." The Earl of the Millennium opened his domain, and the three knights under his command were only of the fourth rank of the British. Facing the siege of the powerful chiefs, he did not want to be injured.

Within the scope of the domain, all kinds of attack effect enhancement, blessing and curse effects can support and attack friendly troops and enemies who have left the Golden Court, and can determine the coordinates of team members at any time, implement support and recall, but the strongest effect is teleportation.

The Millennium Earl's seed ability is called the King of the Secret Realm, and it is definitely one of the top three abilities in the Trojan horse world.

The great chief attacked and was resolved, and the earl needed to use about [-]% of his strength to kill him.

"Divine Edict, Shock." One of the abilities used by the Earl is the Sybil Prophecy Book. Since he has completed all the worlds of Norse mythology, cleared the most difficult trial, and collected all the runes, he can get rewards. The highest level of the Great Wishing Technique, which quickly activates various spells with very little consumption. Facing the ordinary fourth-level English, he can even do what he says and instantly kill him with one blow.

For fighting, the Earl lacked interest. After hundreds of years of life, he was used to seeing all kinds of things in the world, which made him lose the heart of fighting.

Touching the unique epic Nibelungen ring in his hand, the earl pulled out the holy sword, and in the gorgeous light soaring into the sky, the great chief was decapitated.

"The heir has finally appeared, and my fate is finally coming to an end." The count looked at the setting sun in the distance, and sighed, not lost, but a relief.

"Where is the heir?" The witch hated killing, so she flew to the head on a broom and asked curiously, "I heard you say it 20 years ago, but I haven't found it yet."

"In China, I feel it." The earl walked towards the portal without looking back.

"Don't you save those conquerors?" The witch was surprised, but she did not forget the purpose of the whole regiment's dispatch.

"If you can't even win the remaining remnants, then there's no need to live." Willard beheaded the chief and left the Stone Age.

(End of this chapter)