Vol 8 Chapter 419: The Battle of the Empire (9)

Vol 8 Chapter 419: The Battle of the Empire (9)

"Hey, sin heads? This vocabulary is good!"

The second-level hunter-magic sorcerer of the second-class honours medal, the big sorcerer's robe holding a ring magic wand, the big ring set of small rings, interlocking, the surging magical fluctuations unscrupulous release.

With the magic wand in his hand, dozens of purple apertures of different sizes appeared, and the slave monster around the guardian of the world spurred the past.

After a sharp-headed slave monster was hit by the aperture, the ice scales and the aperture actually made a "clam" sound, like a metal friction collision sound.

The sharp-headed slave monster shook his head and left a blood column, but he was not affected.

Oh...

However, as the purple ring that just fell out appeared again and there was more than one, the slave monster screamed and screamed, only to hear the ice scales of “嘣”, “嘣”, “嘣” and “嘣”. The bones are broken and the sound of the bones falls from the sky.

Hey!

The body of this slave monster became a negligible part of the **** square street.

Oh...

"Humph!"

These rings continue to attack, and with an angry voice, a large black flame covers them, and these purple rings are drowned.

Bang...

A few kilometers away, a hundred-meter-high flaming nest seems to have been destroyed, slowly falling down, and the nearby land trembled.

In the fierce battle, everyone looked at it, and there were more than 20 hunting witches in the collapsed flaming nest. They were hunting the locusts who could no longer hide themselves, and also escaped from the fiery nest.

These hunting wizards did not seem to have a medal of honor. Some of them found support for the fierce battle on the Green side.

咻, 咻, 咻, 咻, 咻, 咻...

Farther away. More and more hunters and sorcerers have been summoned by the Green First Class Medal of Honor, and the sorcerer of the sorcerer's sorcerer is far more than the gang of the Guardian of the Soul.

Green stood in the distance and did not act.

Under the face of truth, the eyes are faintly looking at the distance and dozens of powerful demon wizards. Being fast encroaching on slave monsters around the guardian of the Soul World.

These hunters are all elites with the Medal of Honor!

Such a number of elite hunting wizards are not a low-level world guardian and two third-level locusts with more than three soul slaves. More than twenty low-level locusts can resist.

After a short while.

"Hey! I have told you all the guardians of the world in the world of the soul world. Even if I die, even if the great will is cut off, even if the world is destroyed, you will be buried together!"

The black flame roared loudly and was killed by more than a dozen hunting wizards.

"Ha ha ha, I killed it! The body is mine!"

A second-level demon sorcerer laughed and brought up the body of the Guardian of the Soul of the Soul. Without the power of the world, the corpse is not much different from the locusts who are generally one meter five tall in the world.

Except for a small part of these sorcerers who were summoned by Green, most of them did not even know the true purpose of the convening. They only thought it was to kill the guardian of the world.

"Call... or let the little guy run away, I hope that in the future will not bring any changes to the world's expedition."

Credia sighed in a low voice and her eyes were a little lost.

After watching the many hunting wizards solve all the obstacles of the young locust, after Green looked back at Chretia, the coordinates of the foot suddenly changed, and the next moment appeared in a narrow space. .

The two colors of ice and fire are burning. There was no hesitation in the shot, and the Green Horn squatted under the magic wand.

..................

Screaming...

The emperor was too big, and there was a narrow space under the ruins of the ruins of the flaming nest. When the young locusts tried hard to get in, they blocked the entrance, put away the green wings behind them, and curled up in a group of legs.

The change in all of these days is really too big!

From the birth, Jasbie was surrounded by a variety of halo.

Beautiful family, enviable talent, lofty status, family glory heritage...

"Jas Bieber. You have to remember that you are a descendant of the great Ukrainian god. The former Ukrainian empire is no less than any empire now. As long as you can awaken your own soul power one day, You can practice according to the family's "Usmophilic Mantra"..."

The history of the Ukrainian Empire in the world of the soul is extremely short. It is like the ups and downs of the talent.

As a genius that has appeared in the history of the world of inflammatory souls, Wu’s inflammatory gods have cultivated the soul of the martial arts for four thousand years. It is like a rising sun in the sky, and it took six months to attack the sword. A sacred sage, until no one else can stage, try to challenge.

In this way, the Ukrainian sages are concerned by the world's original will, and they have become the Ukrainian gods with detailed history of promotion.

What a fascinating story tells us to work hard from generation to generation.

It’s been tens of thousands of years, and the descendants of Ukrainian inflammatory gods have experienced many generations of patriarchs, from the first patriarch of the saints to the patriarchs who later relegated to the leadership, and nowadays...

Although the Wu family has a glorious past, it is no different from those of the descendants of the saints.

In theory, good bloodlines will have better opportunities for development, but they will always be just a theory.

When Jasby was born and sensible, he was told that the great underworld was dying.

Because the glory of the Temple of Destruction is no longer shining, people can no longer pray and sing, no longer feel the great darkness of the gods.

Even the sacred **** worship, as the spokesperson of the gods in the world, has been telling that the great typhoon is only sleeping in the kingdom of God, let the people not panic, continue to be pious, but even he himself It is no longer possible to summon any divine power.

This means...

If it weren't for him that he had lost the ignorance of the sacred gods, it would mean that the **** of annihilation was in a great crisis and could not even maintain the sacred glory of the church.

all of these. It is similar to the original Ukrainian Empire.

"Jasbyber, don't have to pay attention to those rumors, we just need to do our own thing. How do you want to complete your homework today?"

Jasbyber looked down and didn't dare to look at his parents' disappointing eyes.

"No... not finished."

"not done?"

really. The welcoming Jasbie was the father’s angry roar and the mother’s persuasion. An unspeakable sadness appeared. Seven-year-old Jasby shed tears and argued: “Why other nobles can enjoy every day, only I have to do this every day, I am not even as good as a low-lying civilian, why!?"

"No why! Because you are a descendant of the great sultry god! You have to revitalize the great ugly family! You have to rediscover the glory that belongs to the family!"

The father is naturally roaring, and the mother is constantly persuading.

"Okay, let's say two less. Bieber. Fast, don't let your father down, make up your homework..."

In the boring childhood life, Jasbie's memory is only repeated over and over again by the power of the soul, and the sword is kept on the sword, trying to condense his own soul sword.

The days seem to have continued like this.

Perhaps one day in the future, Jasbyber awakened the power of the soul, and then became a warrior, a sergeant, and even luck to become a sacred person, continuing the family heritage.

However, until today...

Six **** moons hang high in the sky, and the oppressive ominous atmosphere fills every corner of the world of the soul. People have taken to the streets and looked at the sky, watching the many strange moons that seem to be bleeding.

People began to secretly guess that this is the catastrophe of the world of the Dark Emperor. Is there any connection?

The topics of the nobility are all these.

It seems that I don’t know that some of the top sluts’ rumors about these **** months are out of date, and everyone is talking about it.

secretly.

Jasbieber discovered that there were a large number of squadrons around the emperor's capital. The old emperor's dying dynasty, nowadays, began to curfew, and some families whose ancestors were alive began to secretly transfer the scope of the emperor.

All this is telling Jasby, there will be something extraordinary happening.

The angels of God are arranged on every flaming nest, and it is forbidden to approach, and the miracles of the emperor’s capital are beginning to appear frequently...

Everything. From this morning, finally, all the suppression has broken out.

Six **** moons glowed after a dazzling light. Beginning to gradually solidify, followed by countless monsters coming out. Killed with a powerful squadron, the explosion, the body fell into the ear.

There is a pungent **** smell everywhere.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom……

Each of the stupid ugly monsters broke through the layers of defense, and fell on the streets of the emperor's emperor, killing them in the fiery nest, including the flaming nest where they are already occupied.

There were murderous monsters everywhere, and after Esbjer was so scared, he was stuffed into the dark room by his mother and shivered.

In the gap of the dark room.

Jasbyb saw his father, mother, and uncle, one after another being cruelly and ruthlessly killed, including those who attempted to escape, and after they were killed, they transported the body back.

Endless hatred and fear In the middle of the week, Jasbie only felt that there was a heat flow in his body. This is the power of the soul of the soul and the flames!

At the same time, there seems to be an inexplicable voice as if whispering in my ear.

"Oh, let's escape now..."

............

In the ruins, Jasbyber slowly took out the "Urban Curse" from his clothes, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Mother and Dad I will definitely avenge you! I will kill those evil monsters, kill them all! Hehe..."

All of this is like the protagonist depicted in the biography novel!

A glorious past, a powerful enemy, a tragic reality, waiting for the protagonist to change the beginning of fate.

From then on, the protagonist will be as if he has been favored by destiny, growing up and killing evil and powerful enemies, facing enemies more and more powerful, and at the same time he is becoming more and more prestigious in the increasingly declining oil-deficated civilization. ......

"Oh, finally found it!"

After the weird voice, Jasbie looked up and looked at it. A beautiful bird came in from the gap of the waste and **** himself into the urine.

The next moment, after a space twist, only one horned horn was left in Jasbie’s eyes. (To be continued)

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