This giant dragon is so powerful!

After the Death Hurricane Knights led by the Centaur King Mohandsen reappeared.

The entire wilderness plain became lively.

Centaur tribes, large and small, and elite warriors within the tribe responded to the king's call one after another, bringing weapons and dry food, and either left alone or in groups, but the purpose of all centaur warriors was to follow the king.

Among them, the older centaur warriors had firm and fanatical expressions. The experiences that had been buried in their long-term memories made their running hoofprints become increasingly hotter, as if their whole bodies were on fire. Even if the final outcome of this battle was The destination is death, and there is no hesitation.

As for the younger centaur warriors of the new generation, they have listened to the glorious deeds of the great leader Mohandsen from their fathers since childhood, and their hearts are filled with admiration for the power and heroism of this king. Although these young men have not Those old guys are fanatical and loyal, but young at heart and blood make them fearless.

In just three days, the number of followers behind Mohandsen exceeded 800. The profession practiced by these centaur warriors is the inherited profession passed down from generation to generation and unique to the centaur tribe - hurricane knight.

Every hurricane knight has the strength of an intermediate professional at the lowest level. His arms can tear apart tigers and leopards with ease. When charging, he can smash tens of tons of hard rocks without being hurt. The power of the hurricane allows them to The speed is as fast as a phantom, coming and going like the wind!

Forty years ago, these hurricane centaur warriors were the ones who made all the monsters and monsters in this wasteland fearful. Even the human army had to behave honestly here.

However, today is different from the past. The originally decayed Kingdom of Albit has regained its vitality, and the originally weak Principality of Kas is also booming in national and military strength. However, the Centaurs are limited by their geographical location and race, and their business, professional knowledge, and weapon forging are limited. , cultivation potions, etc. rely on humans in almost all aspects, and can only be sucked by humans endlessly. Over the past few decades, the number of centaurs has doubled, and the rest is almost the same as before.

If you fall behind, you will naturally be beaten.

"Crush it to pieces! Crush it to pieces! Crush it to pieces!"

Roars like mountains and tsunamis echoed on the battlefield, and centaur warriors wearing leather armor and holding rough giant swords charged like hurricanes and torrents without fear of life or death.

Opposite them, a group of thousands of human knights also roared and launched a charge without fear.

"May the redbud bloom forever!"

This is the strongest knighthood formed by the Principality of Kas - the Redthorn Knights. They wear a full set of gray enchanted armor, with a blooming redthorn flower tattooed on the left arm of the armor. Their eyes are cold and ruthless, like steel machines. The mount under him is a kind of gray six-legged giant horse. These six-legged giant horses are much stronger than ordinary horses and are also wearing a full set of enchanted armor. They look majestic and powerful.

In comparison, the centaur warriors of the Hurricane Knights were as embarrassed as the country bumpkins.

However, the external embarrassment cannot conceal the fiery heart beneath the strong body intertwined with blood and bones.

Amidst the stirring slogans of the Knights, and the trembling and wails of the earth, the two Knights collided brazenly, and the symphony of blood and bone was played at this moment!

Behind the two knights, the centaur king Mohandsen, and the leader of the Redthorn Knights Mare, who has the title of 'Silent Knight', looked at each other several kilometers apart. The former's blue pupils are full of violence, while the latter's gray pupils are filled with indifference and death.

The two sides looked at each other, and in a tacit understanding, they avoided the fighting range between the knights, and then moved forward, ran, and sprinted towards each other!

Dark blue fighting energy like a hurricane tornado surged out from the body of the Centaur King Mohandsen. A distance of several kilometers was approaching in the blink of an eye, and the speed was terrifying!

'Silent Knight' Mare, both his body and his mount erupted with a strong grey, deathly aura of fighting spirit. The grass and earth that he rushed past all withered and withered, and all life was extinct.

Boom~woo~!

The collision between the gun and the sword was so loud that it was almost deafening and spread everywhere.

With the two of them as the center, the land within a hundred meters was rolling like an earth dragon, and countless cracks spread. Under the violent conflict between the two violent fighting spirits, a huge circular pit appeared under the bodies of their mounts.

boom!

Clang~!

The two sides fought fiercely in close quarters for more than ten seconds, engaging in more than a thousand battles, and then they suddenly retreated.

The centaur king Mohandsen stood with four hooves on a huge boulder brought out from the ground. He looked at Ma Lei who was breathing heavily and his muscles trembling slightly from a few hundred meters away. He sighed in admiration,

"You are worthy of being called the Silent Knight. I, Mohandsen, recognize you!" As he spoke, Mohandsen's tone suddenly changed and he said coldly,

"But you have to die here today."

The green fighting spirit escaped from Mohandsen's body. He raised the broad sword more than two meters long in his hand high. The terrifying and condensed hurricane fighting spirit enveloped the giant sword. There was a buzzing sound and a dazzling green light shined.

Looking again, Mohandsen had disappeared.

Mare noticed this scene in advance, and his eyes, which were lifeless and unwavering, showed his sincere admiration.

"Such a terrifying hurricane fighting spirit is probably not far away from becoming a legend. I am not as pity as you."

With a hint of regret in his eyes, a gray light flashed in Mare's arms, and a small gray light shot towards the rushing Mohandsen at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Facing this ordinary gray light, Mohandsen only felt the hair standing on end of his body, and an intuition of death enveloped his heart.

"Can't escape." After realizing this, Mohandsen calmed down at the moment. Time seemed to slow down several times in his eyes.

Mohandsen, who had been stuck on the threshold of legend for twenty years and had been searching for a way forward, suddenly realized the true meaning of legend at this moment.

'slow'.

"So it's like this." Mohandsen suddenly realized that the so-called legendary truth is understood differently by every legendary powerhouse, and they are all unique and unique. For example, what the legendary strong men who practice the fire system may realize are 'explosion', 'burning', and 'high temperature'. These are the root characteristics of fire, but each of the root characteristics of fire allows the legendary strong men of the fire system to comprehend. There are some subtle differences.

What Mohandsen realized at this moment was the 'slowness' of the wind.

When the wind calms down, the world seems to slow down.

When Mohandsen looked at the thin gray line that was originally difficult to capture, he found that at this moment he could clearly perceive its trajectory, and even the aura of silence it exuded was clearly visible.

Thanks to Qiu Qi Xiaonai, Wall Street Gentleman, and a reward of 100 for drinking all the water.