About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

It was a dark cloak.

And in the dark cloth, there were eleven interlaced marks that looked like blood stains.

Mowente's pupils immediately shrank, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

This cloak is unmistakable, this is a king's knight!

No. 11 King Cavalry!

And the moment this thought appeared in Mowente's mind.

The man whose face could not be seen clearly also raised his head and looked in the direction of Mowente.

Mowente was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and fled out of the cave.

120. With one punch, the whole world becomes silent.

After Mowente rushed out of the cave, he ran for several kilometers without daring to stop.

He still vividly remembers the scene when the Dragon City was destroyed and King No. [-] hacked the Black Dragon King to death with three swords.

The Black Dragon King Mossalmis was the former master of the Dark Master and the strongest swordsman in Dragon City.

To Mowente, that man was once the most heroic hero in the story and a legend of the Black Dragon clan.

However, facing the man with seven blood stains on his cloak, he was as powerless as a child.

His desperate look when he died was deeply imprinted in Mowente's heart, making him unforgettable.

Wang Qi, to them, represents despair.

"No, we have to tell them to leave here..." Mowente thought and glanced behind him.

Very good, the other party did not follow.

Now he has to rush back to town and tell everyone to leave...

In an instant, Mo Wente's hair suddenly stood on end. The long knife came out of his body and slashed in front of him with his backhand.

However, this knife was like hitting pig iron with a wooden stick, causing his right hand to go numb, and the long knife in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

But it was also through this recoil that Mowente was able to change direction instantly, turn around, and fly into the air.

Flying into the sky, he saw clearly that it was the Wang Qi with eleven blood stains on his cloak.

At this moment, he was carrying a heavy sword, raising his left hand, raising his head, and looking at Mowente silently.

The "blow" that made Mowente's arm numb just now was actually just his left hand that he raised casually?

"Damn it," Mowente cursed in his mind.

However, the worst is yet to come.

Wang Qi was seen squatting down slightly on his knees. The next moment, the ground he had been standing on burst open, and violent air waves spread rapidly to the surroundings.

In just an instant, he appeared in front of Mowente.

A simple punch, but Mowente felt that he was facing the scythe of death.

The wings flapped as fast as possible, and Mowente narrowly avoided the blow.

But even so, the strong wind from that punch still caused a layer of fine scratches on his wings.

Ignoring the pain, Mowente turned around, dived towards the ground, and plunged into the woods below.

While moving around, his concealment talent was fully activated, and a shadow puppet decoy was released every three steps. Mo Wente had no intention of holding back and used all his strength to escape.

However, Wang Qi did not continue to chase him.

He was floating in the air at the moment, staring at the giant dragon in the distance.

"Strange, this monster is getting weaker..."

He murmured, his voice low and hoarse.

"Well, that's fine. If you're a little weaker, you can save two swords in a while..."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to Mill City.

"Super level magic... It's for the wave of monsters. It saves trouble. Well, then when this magic is completed, it should be just fine."

As he said that, he actually sat down in the air, and then closed his eyes slightly.

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Fast, faster ...

Mowente did not dare to stop for a moment, and burst out at the fastest speed in his life, dodging all the way. Finally, after throwing three shadow puppets in a row, he turned around and hid in a shadow.

He couldn't go back to the city directly, as that would lead Wang Qi directly to Mill City. Even if the possibility was slim, he had to get rid of the opponent first before going back.

Hiding in the shadows, Mo Wente still felt his heart beating wildly. He felt the situation of the puppets he left behind, but found that none of the puppets had been eliminated.

This situation made him feel unsure at all. Either the other party was not chasing him at all, or all these puppets were discovered.

Mo Wente didn't dare to bet on the possibility. He could only hide here for now, keeping an eye on the surroundings while quietly feeling the situation of the puppets.

However, he also didn't dare to wait here forever.

If the opponent directly bypasses him and attacks the city, it will be all over.

How to do?

Is there any good way?

have what……

Just as Mowente was thinking this, suddenly, with a bang, two old men fell from the air and fell in front of him.

Along with them, there was a small white phantom beast.

As soon as it landed, the little phantom beast turned directly in his direction and said: "Boy, stop hiding, that guy is not chasing you, send these two old things that are getting in the way back!"

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At this moment, on the other side, Snow looked at Wang Qi sitting in the sky in the distance with a solemn expression.

One such giant trouble is enough to be fatal, but I didn’t expect there would be another one.

Any one of the Twelve King Cavalry is enough to cause a disaster.

Judging from this situation, they probably can't take care of the hunters in this city.

Unfortunately, Yayin's magic has now been deployed nearly halfway, and it is too late to stop it.

Now we can only wait for Yayin to complete his magic first, and then he will return to the city and run away with everyone.

But before that, he could only lead the dragon in the direction of that guy as much as possible.

But damn, he could feel that the dragon's power was constantly weakening. There was no doubt that his potato battle was successful.

However, he was not happy at all, and even felt a little regretful.

If he had known there was such a thing, he shouldn't have thrown those potatoes into it. He should have let the dragon in its prime have a chance to touch the king's knight...

Ok.

But not right.

Although the idea is wonderful, in that case, Mill City will probably have to be trampled to pieces by this dragon before this guy will appear.

The troops under the tyrant have always been like this. No matter how powerful they are, they will choose the optimal strategy to reduce losses.

It's as if they are not here to fight, but to settle accounts. If one soldier can die less, they will never die more. If one soldier can die in exchange for two soldiers living, they will donate that soldier without hesitation. Lose.

Like an indifferent war machine, the word human touch has never been relevant to them.

"But according to their way of doing things, Yayin, a super magician, can be regarded as working for them. It's so damn unpleasant," Snow cursed inwardly.

But, so what.

Just like he is still helping to drag this giant dragon, knowing that he is the snipe and the clam fighting with each other, but he can only bite the bullet and wait for the fisherman to arrive.

When the conditions for conspiracy are perfect enough, it is no different from conspiracy.

"She's not willing to give in, her mother is always like this..." Snow cursed in his heart, "Can't I give them pain once, even if I can tear off a piece of their flesh..."

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At this time, Mill City.

On the rooftop, with a loud noise, the body of a black-horned sky-winged dragon slumped down.

With just one blow, this giant dragon standing at the top of the canyon's ecological chain died on the spot.

In the center of its body, there was a horrifyingly large hole that penetrated from front to back.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was silent. Everyone, including the flying dragon in the sky, looked at the person who had struck this blow in astonishment.

It was a man with conspicuous green hair.

At this moment, he was looking at his right hand in disbelief.

It should have seemed that the dragon was a little bigger, so he used a little more force, but this power...

"Damn it," Liu Ji swallowed the non-existent saliva, "What on earth are these brats eating..."

121.What happened to Wang Qi? Even the tyrant beat up this body

Time passed by minute by minute.

Mowente successfully brought the two old people back to the city, and Yayin's magic was gradually coming to an end.

With the full protection of Liu Ji and others and the best support of the hunters, they had already withstood the fiercest attack of the flying dragons.

Now that the magic is nearly complete, terrifying pressure has begun to gather over the city. Under this pressure, the timid flying dragons have begun to flee one after another, and even the monsters in the frontal battlefield have begun to panic.

At this time, only Feilong, who was extremely courageous, dared to try to harass Yayin. Liu Ji and others could just deal with it casually, and there was basically no pressure.

Now, everyone present, whether Liu Ji and others, the fighting hunters, or the residents of the city, were all watching the magic that was condensing in the air.

Circle after circle of magic circles spread out in the sky, and the gathered magic power emitted a gleaming light, connecting in series between the magic circles to form a huge pillar of light.

Thin streaks of thunder and lightning have even slowly emerged in the air, and the crackling sound of the electric current seems to be lighting up the fireworks at the beginning of the performance.

Dark clouds began to gather.

Circles of rolling clouds surrounded the sky above Mill City, covering the entire sky with a radius of several kilometers except for the area directly above the city.

As the dark clouds appeared, Yayin's chant became louder and louder, and the mantras seemed to symphony with the thunder.

Rumble, roar.

The light of thunder has not yet appeared, but the roar of thunder has already resounded in everyone's heart.

That was not real thunder, but the war song of thunder.

With a click, one of the gems surrounding Ya Yin shattered and turned into decayed debris that withered and scattered.

A stream of pure energy shot straight into the sky along the array, and the clouds surged like a vortex of ocean currents hanging upside down in the sky.

The flying dragons could no longer sit still. Some reluctantly glanced at the battlefield in front of the city and fled into the distance.

Those who were unwilling to leave began their final madness, frantically impacting the cloud platform.

It's a pity that the hunters can't do what they want.

At this moment, almost all the city defense crossbows turned around and fired randomly at the giant dragon in the air.

The hunters on the frontal battlefield desperately resisted the defense line and tried their best to hold back the herd of animals that also began to charge desperately.

Another gem shattered, and thunder like a bell in the sky resounded through the sky. The sound echoed on the battlefield, like the death knell before death came.

However, to the hunters, it was as sweet as the trumpet of victory.

Click.

The last gem was broken.