In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Such a short period of time is not enough to even blink, but it is enough for Rosen who is full of buffs. Taking advantage of the interval between battles, he has all the rubbish of 'focus' and 'meditation'.

The expended vitality was exchanged for huge combat power. The long sword was raised fiercely and passed across Attila's thigh, leaving a long wound. However, Rosen was not excited. open.

[Sea of ​​Reeds]!

boom!

A bottomless big hole was pierced where he was standing. After losing the magic pattern, Attila's magic power increased a bit, breaking the confinement in an instant, and the wound on the inner thigh recovered quickly, and it was already scarred.

"Born flesh? It's disgusting."

Rosen lowered his eyes. The sword just now could cut off the limbs of the blood axe, but it could only cause negligible injuries to this woman.

There was no time for him to think for too long, the wind pressure from the front hit, and the colorful sword blade pierced his chest.

【You after the rain】!

A dress full of affection was activated again, and the stabbing blade pierced through the afterimage. The girl's ruby-like eyes were full of doubts, and the speed of the stabbing suddenly increased to a higher level.

Rosen kept retreating, and if he couldn't avoid it, he used the ritual dress to block it. The already exhausted ritual dress pool was getting less and less. Medea's emergency magic could only be restrained, and the magic bullets in the sky turned into nothingness under the blade of the killing machine.After dodging so hard, Rosen finally retreated to the Roman Legion formation.

Under the organization of the Guards, the remaining [-] to [-] soldiers at least formed a line of defense. Seeing that the friendly forces had disengaged, the commander immediately ordered:

"Shooting from cover!"

Da da da da...Boom!

Heavy machine guns and tank guns sprayed flames at the same time, and the trigger was pulled to the end, and the Saint Quartz was splashed like money.

Flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust filled the air, modern rapid-fire weapons showed their fangs, and the 'despicable' projectiles completely blocked the space hundreds of meters ahead.

After being threatened twice by the enemy's treasure, how could the remaining soldiers dare to stop?The attack didn't stop until the barrel turned red, the loader was tired and limp, and there was no sign of life in the covered area.

"The magic of this era is very powerful. It seems that the woman was also injured." Panting heavily, Medea looked at the cheering Roman soldiers.

"Have you ever heard of 'there is no harm in smoking'?" Rosen was also panting, looking exhausted.

Just like sweating won't kill people, but sweating a lot in a short period of time will make people dehydrated. It's the same with Rosen now. No matter how strong his vitality is, he can't stand it so much in one day. After more than a dozen battles in a row hours later—

He's almost to the point of 'dehydration' too!

PS: Ask for tickets and blades, thank you!

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The man's panting sound was extremely heavy, not at all like simple fatigue.Medea keenly grasped the abnormality, frowned and asked:

"Master, you seem quite tired?"

"Can you not be tired? I can't count how many monsters I have killed."

Lawson's treasure is a special existence, the more it exceeds the limit, the greater the load will be, and he has activated at least dozens of conceptual dresses in one night of fighting, and the vitality consumed is enough to wipe out the city of Rome!

"That's right, the tenacity has already exceeded expectations." Medea looked very calm. She had seen countless warriors, and the man in front of her was undoubtedly the best of them, even if the gods descended.She suppressed the strange emotion in her heart and asked softly:

"Then do you want to withdraw the sea of ​​consciousness? The life and death of these human beings is irrelevant."

"It really doesn't matter, but I can't take this risk! The coordinates are the same. If Attila stays here, I can't come out for a hundred years, let alone stay inside for a few days at most." Rosen was extremely cautious. , now one Attila is enough trouble, if you come out of the sea of ​​consciousness after seventy-two hours——

It's fun to be surrounded by tens of thousands of strong monsters.

"Then how should we deal with the enemy?" Medea frowned.

Rosen glanced at the well-formed army and sighed softly:

"We have to fight with our lives! These Romans are dead anyway, I hope they find a chance before they die!"

Attila has been killed from the thick smoke at this moment, just as Rosen imagined, except for a little messy clothes, there is no injury at all. The Roman commander looks like he has seen a ghost, and he even wonders if the logistics department is Get some unqualified products out.

The speed was extremely fast, and the moment the tank's main gun fired, this fallen heroic spirit had already rushed into the defense line!The sword light flew, and the human body's stump flew into the air!

After closing the distance, the heavy weapon could not be aimed at all, and the speed of the turret's rotation was too slow, the gunner didn't even see the afterimage, and a sword edge pierced into the armor.

With the infusion of magic power, the alloy steel plate hundreds of millimeters thick instantly dissolved, and the violent energy detonated the ammunition depot, turning the tank into a beam of soaring torches.

Like breaking a toy, Altila fell into the line of defense, the muzzles of the surrounding guns moved quickly, hundreds of bullets hit the black magic power and sparks bloomed.

The harassment of the ants made Altila a little impatient. He raised his long sword and waved it. The crescent-shaped sword energy cut off the soldiers within tens of meters. The pain of the cut made the soldiers scream and crawl on the ground.

Just like the hell of Shura, the land is soaked in internal organs and blood, and human life is extremely humble. Every time Attila attacks, dozens of people will die, but the Roman legion is always on the verge of collapse. Teams of soldiers are killed, and more are added. .

dong dong dong-

It was completely consuming Attila with human life. The flat-fired [-]mm anti-aircraft gun sprayed out long tongues of flame. The gunner beat his comrades into pieces of flesh with tears in his eyes. Shallow scars.

"Hmm." The Killing Machine's expression changed slightly. It sprinted sideways and the bullets blasted out clouds of smoke behind it. The splashed shrapnel couldn't break through the defense, so it killed hundreds of people while walking.

Like entering a deserted land, ordinary soldiers have no time to react, let alone raise their guns to aim. Often, the breeze blows by, and their heads fall to the ground for some reason. Such unscrupulous killing lasted for several minutes, until a group of soldiers The armored elite stopped in front.

This is the Guards!Each is the best of the half-heroic spirits. When Rome was in turmoil, they did not choose to betray like their predecessors, but stood up bravely to fulfill their promises!

After participating in several battles, only ten people remained here. Facing the invincible God's Whip, the feathers on the helmet stood upright.

"Sinner, stop!"

All kinds of inherent skills were activated, the gravity suddenly doubled, and magic-like skills turned the land into a quagmire, but Attila, who was impacting at high speed, finally slowed down, and the dagger and giant ax went up together.

The ten and a half heroic spirits joined forces to attack, and the oppressive force brought by it was extremely strong. Attila chose to retreat for the first time, and the magic lines on his body disappeared again.