The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Jingze obediently knelt on the ground and raised his hands in a Gallic military salute. He tried every means to express his meekness and obedience to the Shadow Demon assassin, thus gaining a chance to survive.

The uninformed young man only felt that this was a critical moment. He could win the favor of the big shot with his heroic performance, and if he showed some loyalty appropriately, he could compete with Jingze.

Where has he read "Ancient Creatures of Kazdaele"?Veterans like Jing Ze read these invalid records that have been buried in time because they are bored. Young people who are full of passion and ambition have not tempered themselves enough. How can they have time to read idle books?

Whether it is the currently recorded history or the legends passed down by mouth, the Sarkazi species belonging to three of the four legions that attacked the city have long been extinct. Even the most arrogant fantasy is to travel to the past and control these guys to achieve great achievements. The Sarkarz have long forgotten the fear that these ancient tribes brought to them and were engraved in their blood.

When the unknown gradually becomes a habit, awe continues to fade away, and vigilance and fear become the mental dregs of disdain.

The most knowledgeable Sakaz historians use "a piece of false self-promotion, these ancient peoples will only be smashed into pieces by crossbows and cannonballs in modern times" to ridicule the terrifying and powerful narratives in historical documents, not to mention that now they just want to hold weapons What about the young people who take everything they deserve?

The illiteracy rate among these people is even high!

But when these ancient fears really appeared in front of them, telling all the idiots who disapproved that the descriptions in the documents were as conservative as possible, the stupid modern Sarkarz discovered how fragile and boring the tools they relied on for their livelihood were.

Even a powerful and terrifying race like the Wendigo, which still exists in the world, has been gradually forgotten because they left Kazdare and went to Ursus to serve the emperor, let alone other groups that have long since become extinct?

The young guard's idea is indeed correct. If he can fight his way out, and compare it with Jingze, the nobles of the royal court can take the old dog Jingze's bones and use it to drink soup, and let an ambitious dog A young dog that can be obedient for a while becomes a leader.

He just didn't expect what he was facing.

The Shadow Demon assassin in charge of him just yelled three times in a hoarse and emotionless voice, "Kneel down and surrender immediately." The young man and the gang he led were equally dissatisfied with the shameful decision. The moving guards also rushed over with a grin and brandished their weapons.

Then he discovered that the Shadow Demon Assassin Master did not dodge and allowed Jing Ze to swipe his sword across his body.

The subsequent set of Origin Stone spells also did not escape, allowing the pretty light to splash everywhere.

The young man's face was a little confused for a moment. He didn't know why the enemy, who was shrouded in black and looked professional and fierce, didn't fight back.

But before the change in his expression was completed, a black scratch rushed out from the gap. With just a flick of his wrist, the young man's head said goodbye to his body with a smile, and his head was raised high. Even after hovering for a while, it was discovered that something was wrong, and the arterial blood flew high.

While the head was flying high and falling to the ground, a black shadow strode and turned around, and the black long knife was twisted at such a high speed that the afterimages were connected together.

By the time Jingze saw the head that had grown from hair and beard to dazed and less than half transformed fell to his feet, a group of guards who tried to resist had already been cut in half.

However, before the screams could be heard, the cold master shadow demon assassin hit them one by one with the same speed as when twisting and spinning quickly.

In less than half a minute, the breath of living people disappeared from a well-equipped bunker building.

Jingze didn't dare to speak or show any expression. He was indeed quite dirty with this young man who was trying to seize power. But in the face of such a simple and swift annihilation of all members, the guard chief could not help but feel as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died.

But what is the use?

All resistance becomes black humor under the absolute violence.

Chapter 41 Worm plague ([-])

Everything is similar. The Shadow Demon Legion carefully protects the city, carefully observing every building with some incomprehensible but effective search method, and uncovering every Sakaz who is trying to hide.

people.

Some of them are Sakaz mages with noble births and powerful abilities, some are Sakaz warriors who have become famous at a young age, and even some of them are branches of the Sakaz nobles, and have entered the royal court in exchange for various promises. opportunity, trying to open up a new path in life.

However, these are all in the past. After the meticulous search by the Shadow Demon Master, not a single little mushroom could hide in the corner and grow secretly. They were all tied into a ball with a knot and picked up one by one by the Shadow Demon Little Red Riding Hood. They were as cute as Lichens that grow everywhere in the wild.

At this moment, not to mention the force or identity, everyone has more or less watched the vivid pictures of how the shadow demons deal with the stubborn resisters, the weird virtual state and the black veil that is not easy to mess with at first sight. The perfect shape proves to the Sakaz that they are by no means a kind-hearted camp that treats prisoners preferentially.

Do you still dare to prick at this time?

Life is not a peacetime bubble drama that Sakaz people watch when they are bored. The Sakaz heroes in it can use their weak mouth to ask for any price, and the enemies with worrying IQs just let it go without saying a word, without even a doubt.

Who is the Shadow Fiend Assassin?

Many Sakaz who tried to bargain were directly decapitated, and now only the headless corpses were left sliding along the road under the guidance of the two unlucky men at the front and back, and the blood that had not been drained from the pelvic cavity rushed forward. It was dripping, and the people tied to a rope at the back were also in bad luck - someone accidentally tripped on the slippery road soaked in blood, fell to the ground in a panic, and also took other people with him.

The response given by the Shadow Demon Assassins is very simple. They can easily find out which idiot is causing the entire team to be unstable. When such behavior occurs to someone for the third time, the Shadow Demon will randomly separate his upper limbs. The operation was performed and the blood was allowed to flow until Sakaz, who was sneaking around and trying to create an opportunity to fight back, bled to death.

There are many poor children in the team who try to express their resistance secretly by delaying the process:

Since you can't beat him, then of course it's so disgusting that you're here!

Then people in these queues clearly understood what would happen if they did this:

Watching the idiot who fell three times gradually lose his reaction while wailing in a low voice - if the voice is louder, it means the head is separated!

The cruel and indifferent style is in line with the taste of the Sakaz people, so these people who used to be unruly and flaunted their disobedience to show themselves smartly learned to behave, especially the idiot teammates who fell twice because they cooperated with each other. Two stocks fighting:

The Shadow Demon Assassin did not look at them, but this did not mean that he was not paying attention.

The stabbing head, who had just lost his right arm and didn't even dare to cry out, could only make no sound in the despair of blood loss, was dragged along by the team they were in!

Watching an ordinary person you are familiar with get his arm chopped off. At first, he could still hum while being dragged. Later, the voice became smaller and smaller, and the gurgling throat movements replaced the onomatopoeia. In the end, there is only a small sound left when the air blows slightly through the vocal cords that cannot be restrained.

What else is left?

In the end, there was no sound at all. The mutilated body shrank with exhaustion, and the pale flesh from lack of blood turned into a piece of unresponsive rotten flesh. The kindness that could not be found in life was superficial and easy to understand on the corpse.

The "big men" in the royal court quickly learned the most common reaction of the wild dogs who were struggling to make a living outside when they faced an invincible enemy:

Whatever you say is what you say. As long as you don't kill me, everything can be discussed.

They do look down on their fellow tribesmen who have come and gone through the wind and rain, just like the slaves in the house look down on the ordinary slaves who are beaten by the wind and rain outside and covered with mud. But when the butcher's knife comes without mercy, the "noble dog" who bullies the weak and fears the strong immediately Kneeling is more skillful and tasteful than "lowly clay legs":

They are very skilled at kneeling before the great nobles of the royal court. Now they have just changed their masters. How can they say they have lost their pride?

Besides, these adults are also Sakaz!

After today, they will still be the "Sarkazi people who are naturally noble and should be proud" that were mentioned everywhere in the past!

So the sad Sakaz mushrooms were gathered by the Shadow Demon assassins like clumps of leeks into the conference hall in the center of the royal court, and then took a breath of air in excitement from the other legions on the three floors inside and outside:

It is true that they may not know the elf species and the spider girl, but a ferocious race like the Wendigo with records of cannibalism will be mentioned repeatedly in the aimless and endless life of the royal court. and.

The Wendigo in front of him, who said "I'm sorry for eating someone alive" in the legend passed down by word of mouth, can only be regarded as a second-line soldier, using his generous body to provide defense for the elves in front of him who are sneering and casting spells.

As the spellcasting gradually strengthened, a layer of nodules covered with heavy runes had enveloped the top of the royal court meeting hall, directly separating the inside and outside with a semicircular boundary.

The tight barrier had just begun to form, and the firepower of hundreds of Source Stone spells in the council chamber, which were already powerful, became nearly ten times more ferocious - the counterattackers obviously understood the significance of such runes, and also knew what the barrier would bring. The consequences were terrible, so I tried my best to fight, and would rather lose my fighting power in the subsequent battles to escape from such a dangerous trap.

Of course, there is no sense of martial ethics in a life-and-death fight. Jing Ze clearly felt a strong shock when he was driven to the high ground next to the parliament hall.

——The old immortals who were unwilling to be killed did not hesitate to use the forbidden technique at the bottom of the box, and then

Spells with near-natural disaster effects were cast repeatedly, but only the ability to activate the ground had some effect, while the remaining spells that caused celestial phenomena were blocked by the barrier and failed.

The spell that caused violent shaking on the ground was interrupted at the early stage by the elf archmage who also cast the spell - the powerful spell that obviously caused the earthquake was cleverly turned into a small trick of unknown purpose that occasionally jumped.

The one-sided scene clearly aroused the fear of the captives. Seeing that the green-haired, long-eared elf, who was obviously not related to the Blood Demon, suppressed all the royal court's counterattacks with less than ten mages, he couldn't clearly see the situation. People can also understand what to choose at this moment:

Well, there is only one answer!

That is, I offer my loyalty to you!

Well, many of the reactions of Jingxue's mastery are plagiarized from these bastards who are divorced from cruelty and laugh at the common people.

This time it was indeed them first.

Chapter 42 Worm plague ([-])

How fast is the mind?

This is related to the speed of transmission of mental electrical signals in the human body.

When the little guys who were frightened by the trapped beasts and fighting situation of the old nobles in the royal court woke up and were about to look for any white pieces of cloth, the non-stop fluctuations of the source stone energy ripples continued, exhausting those who were proficient in magic. The spell attacks launched at the speed of the banshee tribe's elders still hit the stable barrier, making a muffled sound.

After all, there are still people who can make the most of the situation. Seeing the current situation, the complimentary words that they were always ready to express when the senators used their power to kill the daring intruders were immediately deleted from their minds, leaving ordinary notebooks in their minds. He began to desperately recall the humble words and flattering words he should have used when welcoming the King of Sakaz in the past.

Even the old guys who once gave everyone unlimited confidence are still struggling for themselves - no one has thought about finding some ways to seal the seal, but they are close to 200 meters away from the casting position of the elf species, and there is a thick layer of warmth in the middle. The Diego Legion blocked it, while the Shadow Demon Legion watched covetously from behind.

Even if they rush forward with a fearless spirit, judging from the speed at which the Shadow Fiend Assassins suppress all dissatisfactions, they can easily reward them with a shot of "chilling the heart and flying in the heart". What's more, even if the luck breaks out, they still have to face a heavily armed enemy. The wendigo's icy halberd?

The Shadow Demon couldn't really see any weapons because of the black gauze that protected his body. The tip of the halberd in the Wendigo's cloak, the handle of the sword wrapped in linen, and even the giant crossbow arrow hanging behind his back were all vaguely visible!

At the same time, there are at least two Wendigo soldiers observing the surrounding situation at all times, ready to howl and signal a counterattack at any time.

Attack this kind of team?

No one is that stupid, let alone the almost civilized attitude of the elves in casting spells, and the number of spells cast is less than one-tenth of the total number of encirclements. What's the use of interfering with the spells?

But what's the point of doing this?

Are we going to trap the old people in the royal court here and not be able to get out?However, whether it is the Wendigo or the Shadow Demon Army escorting them, the number of people surrounding the Royal Court Hall is enough to kill these old nobles completely, right?

The people in the royal court who secretly observed the current situation were puzzled.

Then, a sudden scream answered all questions.

This is a drastic change. The piercing buzzing echoes everywhere inside and outside the barrier. It is as awe-inspiring as the chattering friction between the skeletons of the God of Death. However, under such a fierce sound, it is silently extinguished and died.

The buzzer only sounded for less than three seconds, but it seemed like three years had passed for the prisoners who opened their mouths wide to balance the inside and outside of their eardrums under the ear-piercing scream.

When all the sounds ended and the painful survivors stood up again, the abnormal silence around them made them temporarily speechless:

It is definitely not deafness or other ear problems. The prisoners with their hands bound and lined up in several long lines can still hear the slight sound of wind blowing through the embroidery of their robes. In such a silent environment, the Wendigo weapons clashing a hundred meters away. The sharp sound of metal sounded like it was all around me.

But all the buzzing of spells disappeared, there was no roar or spell resistance anymore, time seemed to have sucked everything around into a lower dimension, and the noisy sound ripples were slowly and firmly pushed out by the gradually darker colors.

The prisoners were horrified by the silence, and even the common phenomenon of slight metal collisions gradually disappearing as the sound of the wind faded away made a group of frightened birds incomprehensible.

It wasn't until the shadow demon who was guarding them made a cold move that the poor captives woke up from the strange and terrifying natural disaster and realized that their humble flesh and blood bodies were not sent to the silent alien space. They were still transformed by the invasion. The crowds in the cold and silent royal court watched the old immortals' counterattack.

However, all the counterattacks are over now. Within a few seconds, there is only a scream from the barrier, and the world is silent as if it has returned to the beginning of desolation without life.

The Sakaz guard who was so easy to think about was even a little shuddering:

Was it also in this silence and silence that the four calm and terrifying legions invaded the city they were guarding?

When Jingze laughed at whether there was a group of untouchables trying to resist, the silent Shadow Demon assassin had already solved all the resistance?

And he, a small guard captain, just observed the surroundings of the royal court without knowing anything when murderous intent was everywhere around him?

When he thought of the shadow demon master assassin who was always looking at him with a weird smile that was filled with contentment and joy, Jingshou couldn't help but feel grateful for his wisdom.

Unlike traditional shadow thorns, shadow demons are also masters of source stone skills. Forest elves can

Even though they can achieve the top level of spells, they can also achieve five successes by relying on the exclusive magic of the shadow world!

Kill half of the magic power of all the nobles in the royal court with one shot?

No one would want to try it at close range without protection!

……

I don't know how long it took, maybe 30 seconds, maybe 1 minute, but before Jingze was frightened by such a silent scene, cold sweat flowed down his face, and the light green transparent barrier was completely lifted.

There was a huge wind sound, and a strong wind blew from behind. After raising their cloaks, they gathered happily in the quiet royal hall, letting the strong smell of blood quietly dissipate and evaporate, and inadvertently lingered in Jingze's nose with resentment. The moans of ancient blood complained about the precision and ruthlessness behind this tragic massacre.

The elves had obviously expected such a situation. They just waved their hands and exploded a firework full of green runes in the sky. Then several female spiders rushed over, with identical faces without a trace of emotion. , passed through the inner and outer surroundings in an incomparable manner, and used the huge spider legs to support the beauty's body and sneaked into the palace.

Jingze smelled the strong smell of blood even from a distance, recalled the duties of "scavenger" in the records of these pure white monsters, and felt a few stones rolling repeatedly in his stomach:

What else could there be?

Historian Orochimaru's descriptions of these beautiful monsters are always so subtle. The few sentences wrap the bloody cruelty in ordinary oilcloth, only when the mind is slowly peeled away, the rotten muscles and white skeletons are revealed, showing everyone A curious reader came to testify to a certain coldness that runs in Sakaz's blood.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but as the girl Spider walked into the hall, the smell of blood faded almost visibly to the naked eye. When Jingze desperately absorbed the special smell that proved the progress, the resentful lament was already like a wisp of blue. The smoke seems to be there and not there.

The ancient king of the royal court was sucked dry by a terrifying monster in the royal court today.

Thinking of the uncertain future and the tragic end of the big shot, even Jing Zai who comforted himself repeatedly felt an unavoidable feeling of sadness.

But then he was interrupted by the Shadow Demon assassin who pushed him from behind:

Unlike the previous teams that immediately enjoyed the fruits of victory upon arrival, the soldiers of the four legions did not do anything extraordinary but normal. They were well-behaved like good kids from the neighborhood. Apart from killing those who would never cooperate, they only took care of them. He led the prisoners into the open space in front of the hall.

Jingze has also seen many beautiful Sakaz beauties that are common in the royal court. The quick end of the war made them panic, but it also made their plump bodies and delicate faces full of pitiful and pitiful charms, and they wanted to resist but welcome.

But none of the escorting soldiers responded. They just calmly sent them to the open space to wait for the leader to meet them. The Shadow Demon assassin even directly cut off a man who tried to take the opportunity to touch the maids who had been difficult to see in the past. Idiot, he let out a howl of pain when his thick fingers were cut off.

——So the master assassin who was repeatedly asked to be quiet bowed his head.

Chapter 43 The plague of worms (final)

This is a nightmare!

His Highness the Banshee clan murmured to himself.

He never thought that the "masters" who only existed in ancient times would actually return to this world that had forgotten them - the entire Banshee family tried to forget those miserable years, and the Sakaz people had nothing to do except that one. No one in Orochun will try to explore the past of the clan.

He originally thought that he would be the greatest patriarch in history - seizing everything he deserved from the Sakaz royal family, and then using his outstanding skills to make these unearned wealth the treasures of the Banshee clan that no one knew about.

In fact He is on the road to success.

Traces knew how tormenting these big things were, and how many treasures from the Six Heroes Era and even long ago had been devoured by these dirty ethnic groups, but the king who was trying to revitalize Kazdel had a headache. Regarding Lecia's policy of "giving everyone in Terra a choice", in order to quickly solve the unrealistic delusion of wasting national power, Traces had to compromise and give up some petty profits to gain the support of the royal court.

Although as time passed and the civil war intensified, the price tags given to the royal court became more and more, and they were no longer the ordinary materials clearly stated in the treaty - but who made the regent Tracy go to a "living place"? What about Victoria with "milk and honey"?

Coming to such a fat house, the greedy devil no longer cares about how much he gives - he always gets more than he gives out.