Hero’s Creed

"Save me!"

A seriously wounded foreman stumbled to the end. He was all covered with blood, and there was a wound in his chest with bones visible.

Before anyone could respond, a battle axe shot from the door of the building, slammed on his back and beheaded the hapless ghost on the steps.

By the way, the two corpses were broken, and the blood was radiated out, causing nearly one thousand miners around to take a subconscious step back.

Boom, boom, boom!

The military boots stepped on the ground and made a dull sound. The ghoul demon came out and stood in an arc, guarding the master.

They were all wrapped in heavy equipment, with only a pair of eyes, and they looked bloody.

"Heavy infantry?"

The miners gasped, and even the supervisors and mine tyrants who secretly observed in the dark were shocked.

These fifteen sets of armor are at least worth 50,000 to 60,000 Jindran, how could the kid be so rich?

The miners’ knowledge is still too shallow, but this is a "100-man warrior" heavy equipment specially created for the centurion, a set of 20,000 gold marks, which has to be doubled for conversion to Jindelan, and belongs to the standard equipment of the Jutland Empire , You can't buy it if you want to.

Downton stepped out calmly, grabbing the hair of a large foreman in his hand, and dragged him out so stiffly.

Jackson followed with a crossbow, with green and green eyes, revealing endless cunning and treachery.

The miners were in an uproar and backed up again. Even if they were fools, they could see that Jackson was no longer human.

"Huh, only twenty-one are dead!"

Downton seemed to ridicule. In fact, he was exerting psychological pressure on the other party. He opened the helmet's face mask, took out a potent magic potion, opened the lid with his thumb, and poured it into his mouth.

The faces of the magicians are forced, their strength, equipment, subordinates, and potions. All aspects have been exploded, how can you fight this battle?

The seven surviving foremen who have survived have regretted that they have listened to the supervisor's words and provoked Downton. This is basically the business of compensating for the death of the wife. If it is wrong, I am afraid that I will have to lose even my life.

More than thirty survivors have begun to weigh in, and Downton is wearing heavy armor. There is no injury at all. To kill him, it is conservatively estimated that several people have to die. This is that they absolutely don't want to see him, but they don't fight. In front of these tens of thousands of people, he will lose face.

"Downton, if you want to be arrogant, it's still a long way off." A big foreman is not as tough as he used to be, and now he wants to find a step down.

"Oh." Downton responded faintly and retrieved the battle axe. I asked, "I am arrogant, what can you do?"

"Damn it!" The foreman was furious, but before he even spoke out, a crossbow arrow suddenly shot. After hitting his mouth, he pierced the neck.

The foreman fell to the ground with his neck in his arms, and after making a few noises. He rolled his eyes and died.

"Jin Jie, I like the harvest season." Jackson smiled strangely, re-winding the crossbow, this sinister guy, never let go of any chance to sneak attack.

"You're looking for death!" The magicians were angry, cursing Downton. But no one dared to pounce.

"What are you afraid of? Everyone went together and slaughtered him!" Headed by multiple classes, there are still a few guys who are not afraid of death, but they are not stupid. If you want everyone to go together, then the advantage will be much greater.

The potion takes effect and the magic energy refills Downton's soul seed.

"If you want to kill me, then be prepared to pay the price of death!" Downton snorted, leaning forward, exerting force, and releasing the giant charge.

With just a blink of an eye, Downton fired in front of multiple classes 30 meters away, and the Tomahawk hacked.

Many classes waved their swords to block, but they were cut into two sections by the sharp blade. Fortunately, the soul shield blocked it, otherwise it would definitely die.

Downton cut out two combos.

Half of the magicians did not move, and the other half rushed up.

The ghoul demons sprinted, and as Jackson opened the aura of quickness and radiation blessing, a dark green aura with a radius of half a meter appeared under their feet.

The speed immediately increases, and they will flock to the enemy as if they were steel chariots. Unfortunately, Downton hasn't had time to weld them with steel claws, otherwise the lethality will increase greatly.

Jackson once again attacked and shot a hapless thigh, but this guy was too scared to die and did not enter the war circle at all.

The magicians were shocked again. They can bless the aura. What is it? This strength, if singled out, is enough to beat anyone on the scene.

"Go to death!" Many classes launched their talents. Their hands became black and hard as iron. After slapping the battle axe with a slap, they grabbed Downton's head.

Downton dodged, and multiple black hands grabbed the armor, rubbing a harsh noise, leaving five scratches.

Huh, a heavy punch in multiple classes, hit Downton's head.

Downton waved his fist, blocking multiple fists, lifting his right foot and kicking the ground hard.

Giant tramples!

Bang, the ground cracked and rubble flew.

Multiple classes stand unsteady and lose their balance.

Downton waved his axe and blasted one of his shields with a giant behead, then hit the giant seal.

Watching the huge magic tomahawk cut down, multiple eyeballs jumped sharply, Downton's martial arts were too powerful, and he could break the shield in one shot, which made him quite afraid, and quickly moved the other two shields to resist.

Boom, the tomahawk smashed, and the dust was flying.

The magicians who rushed up were also affected, and the interception of the ghouls prevented them from besieging Downton.

Downton shot a giant gun with his left fist, rubbing the faces of multiple classes, breaking his cheekbones, tearing the corners of his eyes, and limiting his vision.

Many classes were choked with coughing, and he was already terribly regretful at this time. He was also a third-order. Why was Downton so ridiculous that he seemed to be able to fight back. In fact, even his defenses could not be broken. Certainly die.

Downton attacked, and at the same time gave orders to the demon servants to command the siege.

The threat of imminent death has already left many classes indifferent, trying to escape with the smoke and dust, but just a few steps away, he felt his body sink.

Looking down at multiple shifts, a pair of arms hugged around his waist.

The demon servant picked up multiple shifts, hit a round on the ground, and put him there.

"Get away!" The multiple classes almost scared to pee. Downton is next to it. If you are restrained by yourself, what is the difference from the lamb to be slaughtered?

Many classes of iron fists can't reach the demon servants behind them, and can only slam its arm, but even if the ghoul is not wrapped in heavy armor, he can't feel pain.

Another demon rushed up and grabbed the arms of multiple classes directly. Pressed on him.

Downton rushed forward, and the battle axe chopped towards multiple heads.

"No!"

The shouts of multiple classes stopped dumbly, a head rolled down and blood spewed out.

"What are these things?" The magicians are going to be depressed and die. These iron cans are like crazy dogs. They will not let go when they hug people. If it were not for weapons, it would definitely be hit hard.

"Number one, number two, number three, besiege!"

Downton let those ordinary soldiers make meat shields and card positions, divide the formation of the foremen, and then command three low-level ghouls to kill their opponents.

Even Downton doesn't do it. The three lower-order demon servants can also easily kill a third-order soul man of the soul. Now with him, the guys who are being targeted are completely spiked and have no power to fight back.

Downton approached a great foreman, and after breaking his soul shield, he was about to make up his sword and shot a crossbow. Pierced into the neck of the foreman.

Blood spilled on Downton's body and ran down again.

"Master, what do you think of my archery?" Jackson flaunted. This cargo was very afraid of death. It wouldn't be close to me unless it was forced.

"If you hurt me, I'll peel your skin!" Tang Zheng knew that the crossbow arrows wouldn't wear his "Hundred Warriors" suit. But as a paladin who likes to charge, he hates Jackson's vain combat style.

"No!" Jackson saw Downton in a bad mood and hurried to the side.

The three low-level ghouls again approached a magical character in the shape of ‘Pin’, under the blessing of the Swiftness Aura. The guy who is stared at can't escape at all.

No. 1 is responsible for facing the enemy in front and attracting attention. No. 2 and No. 3 are besieging and besieging. The magician can't retreat because Downton is stuck behind. The four iron cans form a'cross' formation.

The magician blocked Downton's beheading and was already struggling to support it. There was no other way to avoid the ghoul, so he was stopped by the demon servant, followed by a vigorous fall, and smashed to the ground.

Being held down by three low-level ghoul mad dogs, even a fierce beast is not easy to break free, Downton gave him a head without pressure.

The battle went into blaze instantly, and within five minutes, more than a dozen corpses had been dropped on the ground, leaving the onlookers stunned.

"How is it possible?" Seeing a scene surrounded by a group of supervisors, Superintendent Ram, blurted out. Downton's killing speed was too fast. To these guys, it was like a squash.

"Don't you say that he is the second-order soul?" a chief supervisor exclaimed, "all blind?"

"It was still second order yesterday." The supervisors whispered, "This guy is rising too fast, and the equipment is good, and his subordinates are awesome. Those big foremen can beat him to see the undead."

"Fart, not to mention his fighting wisdom and literacy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com alone can kill your shit, and you can explode your shit." Ram's face was gloomy, Downton murdered, no trace of extra action, Perfect is like a killing textbook. How many people have to be cut to cultivate it?

The three "iron cans" are also very difficult to entangle, and the tactics used in the siege are purely green, and the most frightening thing is that "they" are not afraid of death, letting the blade be cut on the helmet, and also completing tactical tasks.

"A group of lunatics!"

Not only the chief engineer, but the onlookers also got the same answer.

Except for the guy with a leather armor and a crossbow, headed by Downton, this group of heavy infantry is like the most fearless soldiers.

"Downton, we recognize your status, don't kill it again." A big foreman finally couldn't bear this fear, and cried out. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qn) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile users, please go to m.qn to read.)

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