Chapter 674: 680? Broken Sword
Chapter 674 680 Broken Sword
Just the tens of meters long giant sword in front of him, once it swept away, it only took one attack to destroy dozens of Ma Runjia squads. If he was asked to come a few more times, I am afraid that by the end of the war, 10,000 Ma Runjia will not be left. a few.
General James immediately contacted Belonk of the Great Ape King through a soul link.
As the supreme commander of this war, General James has the right to issue orders to any undead empire combat units near the battlefield when he deems necessary.
"Get rid of that unplanned factor." General James' order was simple.
Belonk on the King of the Apes was also resolute.
In the next moment, there was a bang, the same secondary gun from last time, locked on Falter and emitted a beam of light.
Similar to the previous interception of the troll lord, the beam of light fell from the sky and hit the tens of meters long great sword unfolded by Faltin with great accuracy.
With a sudden bang, the giant sword collapsed on the spot, and Faltin, who was standing on the ground, screamed, was shaken by a huge force and flew out, killing more than a dozen heavy armored soldiers behind him directly, as if by The artillery shell hit, and the stump was broken. It was very tragic.
Only Faltin was not dead, but he also spit blood, looked at the air with a look of astonishment.
Although the beam of light just now was only emitted by the secondary artillery of the Great Ape King, the gap between the natural disaster high-level and the legendary high-level can be said to be a world of difference. If it wasn't for General James, he would not have shelled Faltin directly. The body, this cannon can kill him.
"Impossible! What is that?" Faltin muttered to himself, looking at the sky in disbelief. Although he could not see the invisible Great Ape King, he had a feeling that there was a behemoth there, like a head The giant beast lying there, ready to devour them all.
"Damn, what's going on? Why is this happening?" Faltin gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, regardless of the surrounding battle, just looked up: "The great world consciousness clearly told me that I am the son of the world. , I will be the King of Heroes, leading the world to glory and recovery again! But...but why is this happening? Why is the enemy so strong? I am the child of the world, and I should be invincible, ah"
Thinking of the last, he felt extremely stressed and depressed, and even began to wonder if the so-called 'world consciousness' that had been appearing in his dreams recently really existed, or was it an illusion he imagined?
If it weren't for his strength, which had grown by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, from an ordinary formal-level heavy armored infantryman to a legendary high-level powerhouse, if it weren't for the King's Sword Aragorn, he would have wondered if he was crazy.
"Aragorn!" Faltin remembered the divine sword given to him by the world consciousness, and suddenly cheered up from his depression: "Yes! I still have Aragorn! I am the son of the world, and I will become the king of heroes! I have The King's Sword..."
However, at this moment, he heard a "click" sound, his expression suddenly stiffened, and he lowered his head to follow the sound.
But it was the so-called 'Sword of Kings' Aragorn, with a large crack on the surface!
Faltin wanted to raise the sword in disbelief, but he felt the weight in his hand was light, which made him instantly widen his eyes.
I saw that the sword actually broke from the middle! The full half of the sword fell into the mud of blood and viscera on the battlefield.
Faltin stared blankly, he couldn't see or hear all the sounds and images around him, he only saw the broken king's sword Aragorn, and the 'king of heroes' that had been shattered in his heart dream.
In He Faltin's ear, there was a faint sigh.
That was the voice he had heard more than once in his dreams, it was world consciousness.
Faltin woke up suddenly, and heard the helplessness and powerlessness of the sigh, which made him suddenly understand, with a wry smile on his face: "Did you even give up on me?"
World consciousness did not respond, and what was waiting for Faltin was silent silence.
The current world consciousness has only just recovered, and it is too fragile to resist the existence of high-level natural disasters, so even if the sword of the king is condensed with the power of the world, even if Faltin is the child of the world it chose , in the face of the artillery bombardment of the Great Ape King, it can only smash the halberd and sink into the sand.
And doing it like this, Faltin, the 'child of the world', committed his own death.
The world consciousness has warned him more than once that he has not yet developed, so let him not wave and bury his head in farming first.
But Faltin didn't listen, he always had a nonchalant attitude, he had to follow him to join the war, he had to turn the tide, he had to... seek death by himself!
In fact, at the moment when the Sword of Kings was broken, the world consciousness had already abandoned him after weighing the pros and cons without any emotion.
Such a person, no matter how talented, is the most suitable seed for the son of the world, but a seed that will never germinate, even if it germinates, it will die prematurely...
Meanwhile, in mid-air.
I was still discussing whether to keep Faltin's five natural disaster powerhouses, but at this time, they looked down at them in a stunned manner.
They did not expect that the situation had changed so quickly, as the focus of their argument, although there was no death, it was already abolished.
Several people looked at each other, and all showed expressions of disappointment. Even if he didn't like Faltin's ancient dragon just now, he was also a little disappointed. In fact, in his heart, there was no hope that the seeds of Faltin, the son of the world, would pierce a miracle.
Unfortunately... The end result proves that miracles don't come so easily.
After a while of silence, everyone looked at each other, no one knew what to say.
At this time, from the back of the undead empire, a small black spot appeared, and then quickly grew larger.
Soon a dark red dragon appeared in the field of vision of several people.
The appearance of the shadow red dragon Arshfaro immediately attracted everyone's attention. Flying from the rear of the Undead Empire, it was obviously impossible to be their ally. Could it be reinforcements from the Undead Empire?
But the current situation on the battlefield, it is obvious that the undead empire has the upper hand, and what does it mean that there is only one legendary red dragon?
suddenly thought of a possibility, the other four natural disasters all looked at the ancient red dragon Smedlitava.
"Roar"
Arshfaro also looked here at this time, and let out a roar.
The ancient red dragon frowned, recognized Arshfaro, and found that this nephew contained an aura of necromancy.
Soon, Arshfaro flew over, and he came to him unscrupulously, knowing that there was the Great Ape King, the Shadow Red Dragon was very arrogant, roared at the other four natural disasters, and raised the huge dragon head high. of.
"Arshvaro, is that you?" The ancient red dragon made a low voice and asked in dragon language.
This is also the easiest way to confirm the identity between giant dragons. Dragon language does not need to be learned. When the dragon is born, it will be passed on automatically.
If you don’t speak dragon language, even if you look exactly like a giant dragon, you won’t be recognized as a giant dragon.
"Uncle Smedley, it's me." Arshfaro replied, "I'm sorry to hear that you and Aunt Sindias didn't have a good time."
The ancient red dragon stared, and two **** of anger came out of his nostrils. It was his unfortunate nephew, and he didn't even write drafts when he was so angry.
"Huh! You don't need to worry about our affairs." Smedlitava snorted: "What's the matter with you? I heard that you disappeared? How did you get the breath of an undead."
Arshfaro did not hide or feel embarrassed, but said confidently: "Uncle, I am now loyal to the great undead king, and the idiot of Adiya has also thrown himself into the trap and fell into the hands of the great master. "
"What did you say!" When Smedlitava heard this, a terrifying and powerful momentum burst out, and the two dragon eyes stared like copper bells.
"Hey! Uncle, don't get excited, just listen to me." Arshfaro waved his hand and said, "With me there, Adiya is not in danger, but she has thrown herself into the trap, and I have no way to save her. The master asked me to come over. Let me tell you, let you work under him, uh... the treatment is pretty good, why don't you think about it?"
Smedlitava was panting, he didn't expect this hapless nephew to bring him such an amazing 'good news'.
Thinking of the pitiful daughter who didn't let him worry, he couldn't help but feel really tired.
What should we do now? My daughter has fallen into the hands of others, so I can't ignore it!
Although listening to Arshfaro's tone, he still has some face in the undead empire, but who can guarantee that his daughter will not be wronged? That little clever ghost is not easy to serve.
In case you get annoyed by that undead king, if you come back with a steamed little red dragon, roast a whole dragon or something, you will regret it too late.
"Okay! I'll go with you now." Smedlitava thought about it for a moment, then turned his heart away. At this time, there was no point in thinking about anything. Unless he was willing to leave his daughter alone, there was nothing he could do.
Arshfaro nodded, with what he knew about this uncle 'daughter slave', there would be almost no other answers.
Although the two giant dragons used the dragon language just now, the four natural disaster-level powerhouses next to them all saw some clues, and their hearts sank.
Among them, the ancient red dragon Smedlitava is the strongest. If something goes wrong, they withdraw from their camp, or simply turn their backs on each other, they will be even more troublesome.
At this time, Arshfaro was not in a hurry to leave, and turned to look at these people, and said with a big mouth: "You guys, do you still want to take refuge with the great undead king? If so, come with me now. After careful consideration, if you pass this village, there will be no such shop."
grunt!
The Grey Elf Queen couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, which made her blush a little embarrassedly in the quiet atmosphere.
(end of this chapter)