Xingyue: I am Assassin

And this dragon wing windbreaker has only one effect.

It is flying.

Mo Shuying put on this custom-made B-level magic dress, somewhat like Jotaro.

Feeling that people are a little taller, he walked out of the tent, injected magic power to activate the windbreaker, and the wind of magic power was blowing instantly. Under the gaze of Merlin, Mo Shuying...

God!

"Oh ho ho ho ho ~"

The windbreaker swelled as if the wings of a dragon flew into the night sky with Mo Shuying. This was a different feeling of flying than riding an eagle or a pegasus, and it was more comfortable.

The flying altitude is about 1000 meters. Although it can continue to rise, it is a bit unstable.

Mo Shuying stopped in the air and looked at the earth. The view is really good. In this area and era that is not polluted by industry, he can see quite a long distance at a glance.

Then, a fast-moving flame attracted Mo Shuying's attention.

"Huh? That is?"

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Chapter 130 How to Lose the Flying Dragon Riding the Face?

Mo Shuyingfei saw a large number of monsters marching in the air. These monsters included skeleton soldiers and zombies, and there were many wyverns in the air.

This is definitely Black Joan's team. I thought that these enemies were coming to attack me and the others, but Mo Shuying soon discovered that they were heading in the wrong direction and were heading for another destination.

Looking back at her camp, Mo Shuying said.

"Merlin, put out the bonfire."

Merlin who was sitting next to the bonfire opened his eyes, and the bonfire was immediately covered by countless flowers without even a wisp of extinguished white smoke wafting out.

Seeing that the bonfire was extinguished, Mo Shuying spoke again.

"I'll go over there to have a look, and you should be alert around you."

After finishing speaking, Mo Shuying's breath was blocked and he entered the stealth state, together with the sound of his flying and air currents, all disappeared.

The flying speed of the windbreaker is not slow. Although it is not as fast as the eagle, it is already very practical.

Soon, the monster army was in front of him. Looking at these zombies and skeleton soldiers wearing French broken armor, Mo Shuying sighed slightly. , Mo Shuying was still disgusted.

Mo Shuying does not believe in the principle that the strong should protect the weak. Whether he is willing to help others depends on his mood and whether it is necessary.

But Mo Shuying doesn't like bullying the weak, let alone massacres one-sidedly.

"The Burning Fuyuki, the Hundred Years' War with the Evil Dragon, Rome... Mesopotamia, and the Lost Belt behind it, human beings, how fragile they are."

After the anthropogenic fever subsides, the future of mankind is now in the hands of a few people in the camp. To be precise, if there is no Mo Shuying, it will all be on the shoulders of Fujimaru Lixiang and Matthew.

Human beings, how powerless, how small, and how strong.

In this almost hopeless situation, Tatsuka Fujimaru and the others had to find a way, a way for human beings to set foot on tomorrow.

Originally, Mo Shuying didn't have any feelings, but at this scene, there was a slight throbbing.

"Suddenly I feel a little pressure on my shoulders..."

At this moment, Mo Shuying had the idea that [he was saving the world]. He used to think that he was just a passer-by, a spectator, but now it seems that he can't stay out of it.

Mo Shuying did not rush to attack this army of monsters, but followed them to their destination.

These monsters were not marching fast, but the speed of the flying dragons was online. Mo Shuying followed several flying dragons and flew in one direction. Suddenly, his ears moved. Mo Shuying turned around and saw two dark-looking biped flying dragons with amazing breaths!

Devil Dragon!The high-level dragon species among the Wyverns possesses power second only to that of a true pure-blooded dragon species. The demonic flames it emits are comparable to the power of some weak heroic treasures.

"Roar!"

The demon dragon roared, and the other two-legged dragons obediently gave way. The demon dragons were several laps larger than the other dragons. The two demon dragons drove side by side, and the other dragons followed behind like younger brothers.

Mo Shuying looked curious, and followed the group of flying dragons closely, soon!

"Kill! Destroy these monsters! Crush their bones! Don't let them go any further!"

A city full of war and smoke appeared in Mo Shuying's eyes. This is already one of the few cities in France where there are still human beings. Countless monsters attacked the city walls and stepped on the corpses of their companions to attack.

Countless soldiers and civilians on the city wall are fighting back, using their last ounce of strength to protect their homeland. Most of these are ordinary people, but there is a bright figure that attracts Mo Shuying's attention.

"The night has an end, and the dawn will come again! Soldiers! For the homeland, for the loved ones, for the protection! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

The man's words seemed to have some kind of magical power, and the guards who heard his voice became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, shooting a skeleton soldier one by one.

And right now!

"Roar!"

When the dragons arrived, the demon flying dragon roared, and the six bipedal dragons rushed towards the man.

The man in full armor holding a long sword saw the flying dragon, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I really can't learn well! I'm not afraid of dragons or anything like that!"

The man with the long sword retracts his sword and gathers energy!White light lingers on the holy sword in his hand, the light is restrained, and the flying dragon is close to the city wall!

"Slay the dragon!"

"boom!"

A ray of bright sword light shot out from the sword, turning into a huge spear of light that pierced through the two flying dragons in succession, and stuck in the shoulder of the third flying dragon.

"Roar!"

The two pierced flying dragons screamed and fell from the sky, hitting the ground heavily, smashing many skeleton soldiers to pieces.

This scene made Mo Shuying feel very familiar, as if...a certain Night of the Other Ghosts was stabbed by the king. The king also did this kind of thing, raising his hand to slay the dragon with a spear!

It's just that, unlike the Night King, the man in front of him is a human man, exuding a holy light all over his body, he is a very genuine man, even called a "saint".

"Hahaha! To me, dragons are no different from ants! Come again!"

The man withdrew his sword again to gather energy, and the remaining wyverns were so intimidated by their masculinity that they didn't even dare to approach the city wall.

Only the two demon flying dragons suddenly began to dive, their abdomens began to light up, and then the two flying dragons opened their mouths!

"Bake!" X2!