Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

But this kind of luck will soon come to an end.

After Luo Zhen shot the mercenary in the face for the fifth time, causing a big man to roll all over the floor screaming.

He himself was unsteady on his feet and staggered against the wall.

The impact of excessive blood loss was much greater than he thought.

The amount of bleeding that was not a big deal before had already made his vision dizzy.

And more than that.

Sarkaz mercenary: "You bastard!"

The mercenary who fell down just now is getting up now, cursing angrily.

Luo Zhen said inwardly that it is not good!

His blood must directly touch the source stone crystals to have the greatest effect.

The few mercenaries in front had exposed crystals on their faces, necks and shoulders, and the effect of blood was very good.

But this guy, he doesn't have obvious ore crystals on his body, and he has a more serious type of infection in his body.

Luo Zhen didn't have time to dodge, he was punched flying by him and hit the wall.

"Cough! Cough!"

Luo Zhen, who was about to concussion, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and every inch of his body protested.

It was the first time he had experienced such a strong near-death experience in his life.

In the end, I didn't die in the hands of Tallulah, I didn't die in the hands of natural disasters, but in the hands of a great Sarkaz swordsman, what kind of joke is that?

Luo is so funny that he is going crazy.

There was only one thought in his mind: I want to live.

It would be ridiculous to die here.

I still have a lot to do, how can I die here!

【—Vital signs drop, activate emergency system】

【——Insufficient main gene activity, waiting for supplementation】

【——Search the sequence of the gene bank to find the combat gene】

【——Successful matching of combat genes, best match (Best Match)】

[——Gene type: Ghost of the Eastern Kingdom, transcription begins]

Luo Zhen suddenly felt like a newborn.

The heavy body suddenly became lighter, and every time the heart beat, the feeling of sending blood to the fingertips was extremely clear, filling him with strength.

No, it's not just full of power.

He was so suffocated that he felt that if he didn't vent his anger, his body would explode!

The Sarkaz mercenary panicked: "You... what are you!?"

He saw with his own eyes that Luo Zhen had a high fever all over his body and a bulge on his forehead.

From both sides of his forehead, two smooth and slender horns pierced the skin.

From the white at the end to the scarlet at the top, the blood color is getting darker and darker, which is very scary to watch.

Luo Zhen's eyes are even more so.

His red pupils swept away and saw the enemy in front of him.

It's like watching a bug.

Mercenary: "Don't come here!"

The battle-tested warrior, feeling the crisis of biological instinct, raised his sword in horror.

But before he raised the sword, Luo Zhen's punch had already shattered the thick origin stone sword, and even pierced through his body!

The poor mercenary could only watch helplessly as his body and sword shattered together.

The tall body fell to the ground and did not move anymore.

Luo Zhen looked at his hand in a daze.

His thoughts were being clouded by killing intent, and the blood boiling all over his body clamored to kill.

But he still stubbornly remembers one thing:

"W... here I come."

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While Luo Zhen ran away, W was also dealing with the main force of the mercenary group.

These people are all warriors who survived in Kazdel, and their combat power belongs to the top of the Sarkaz mercenaries.

W can only take them for a walk.It is possible to rely on the grenades and explosives that you are good at, and disintegrate them with one shot.

If it was before, then W could escape with a smoke bomb after interference, she is best at this.

But now, in order to buy time for Luo Zhen, she must attract everyone's attention as much as possible.

The opponents are not good stubble, and they are also very familiar with W's fighting style.

Therefore, under the command of the leader Garson, even if the mercenary group suffered casualties, they still narrowed the encirclement.

It wasn't until W was forced into a half-destroyed warehouse that Garson appeared with a big sword:

"W, you're on the wrong team."

He said eloquently: "Among the mercenaries I have seen, you are the best at tactical planning and the use of explosives. If you join our camp, the troops you command will be higher than mine, and you can climb to the top I'm above."

W responds by throwing a grenade.

Sarkaz Warlock immediately sent a shadow ball, which dissolved before the grenade was triggered.

W spat, and a sarcastic voice came:

"That's a coincidence. I don't want to stand with that slug regent even if I die. I can't accept it physically."

"It's you, Carlson. Why are you standing with Teresia? You don't like Your Highness Teresia?"

Carlson laughed: "Like it? Is liking useful?"

"Teresia is indeed an outstanding leader, one of the best fighters in the history of Sarkaz. Her seemingly thin body contains strength that can be worshiped by every Sarkaz, and I also admire her."

"But she is too idealistic."

Upon hearing this, W loaded the grenade gun on the spot.

Carlson immediately said: "Don't rush to spray me, I didn't deny her."

"It's just that I prefer a result that can be grasped by reaching out rather than striving for a great goal and going through hardships to strive for unprecedented hope."

"Tracey is realistic. He can bring a better life to my children's Sarkaz. For me, that's enough."

W chuckled: "Hey, I didn't even know you had children? Is there a woman willing to give birth to you?"

Carlson nodded: "There used to be. Later, they all died."

... W stopped talking.

The comparison between Sarkaz is miserable, which is meaningless at all.

In the land of Kazdale, so many cruel things happened every day, it was not worth the time to listen to it.

So Garson didn't intend to say, he wasn't complaining.

This is just a personal choice.

W chose to fight for Teresia's beautiful vision, and Garson chose to work for Teresia's more realistic power, that's all.

So much for reminiscing.

Garson also knew that it was impossible for W to surrender, and his small talk just now was just for the team to complete the siege.

He dragged his big sword forward: "It's interesting that you sacrificed yourself to protect that man. Who is he? Is it worth your sacrifice?"

W said decisively: "At least it is the most worthwhile one so far."

She already has the consciousness to die here.

W has imagined his own death countless times, most of which are worthless deaths.

But today, she was able to convince herself that her death was worthwhile.

Three years ago, W failed to prevent Teresia's death.

But now, although the hope is very slim, she might let Luo Zhen live.

That man has the same eyes as Theresia.

Although his attitude is much frivolous, he is still a stinky man, completely inferior to his great, beautiful, lovely and fragrant Her Highness Teresia...but he also has hope.

He might be able to inherit Thearesia's wish.

Although one is a Sarkaz demon and the other is a Sakota angel, it sounds ridiculous.

But W knows that Teresia and Rozen, their vision goes beyond the narrow category of race, and they are the ones who really look at the pain of this land.

After the final sentimentality is over, W takes a deep breath.

"It's coming! W!"

She cheers herself up.

...but well, that's the way it is.

Garson's panicked voice came: "What's going on! Who is attacking!?"

Huh? W suddenly found a turning point.

The mercenaries around the warehouse kept screaming, a sound of panic she had never heard before.

The swords of the great swordsmen were shattered and their bodies were torn apart.