Chapter 238 Kyle on the Throne, the power of the giant and the girl of rose (10K)

Author: Scarlet Echo

Chapter 238 Kyle on the Throne, the power of the giant and the girl of rose (10K)

“How many years have you…”

Old White whispered.

Almost no one could hear what he said.

But everyone can see what he did.

The silver sword light that soared into the sky was less the burning blood-red sharpness when the spell was released, and instead a dazzling silver color spread across the swamp waters.

Old White slowly inserted the silver sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and his sharp eyes turned into a slash again.

However, this is enough.

For today's barbarians, aren't they also in hell?

A dirty blood gushed out like a small waterfall. A large amount of blood washed down. The silver sword light that seemed to have torn apart the space cut off the hands and feet of the mountain-like Titan giant.

Even the command ship that was picked up by it and tried to take away was cut into two pieces.

The body slowly tilted, and the huge arms were stuck to the flesh and blood torn from the shoulders, and finally fell into the water.

The Titan giant, who had lost one leg, could no longer maintain balance in his body. He almost half-kneeled and tried hard to reach out his hand to grab the falling command ship.

but……

All useless!

Adela of the Elf Rangers team was observing the movements of the enemy, but she was not dead.

When the silver sword light that ran across the sky shot out and split the Titan giant's hands and feet into two, she raised the [Boxerius Type] again without hesitation, and raised her hand and two ordinary vibrating arrows.

No, the vibration arrows attack faster.

Before the previous arrow fell on the Titan giant, the latter arrow with stronger power was launched first, and the previous arrow was bombarded with the previous arrow.

The magic pattern above the two arrows was triggered at the same time.

The energy-accumulating vibration effect that was originally needed to be bombarded on the enemy was directly detonated in the air at a distance of more than ten meters away from the Titan Giant.

A ball of them expanded, and the transparent impact cloud that could be seen from the naked eye swept directly towards the surroundings.

Adela smiled at the Titan giant's dullness and powerlessness, and could only watch the flesh-like skin on its body torn apart by the impact clouds. In less than a second of delays, Adela achieved the effect she wanted to achieve.

The tribe's command ship, which was not that strong, disintegrated directly in the air!

Some barbarians with less strong bones were directly hit by the torn hull fragments in the impact clouds, and even those barbarians with stronger bones were not feeling well, with cracked skin and blood splashed everywhere.

The sound of falling objects from high altitude amazed the water ghost players lurking in the bottom of the water.

"What a terrifying attack. Is it true that the intensity of Lancaster's foreign battle has risen to this level before he knew it?"

"Damn it! If you don't know about this kind of impact, you think it's at the scene of the war?"

"I feel that compared with the NPCs in the big forces, the strength gap is so big!"

"Can't the difference be big? There's a big tier missing! You've seen some panel data of the Sanctuary before. Don't you all know what the difference is?"

"Yes, according to the game settings, most NPCs in this game have various ways to improve attributes and generate expertise.

For example, Lancaster's three potions are sold insane among NPCs and players."

"What the top players need to do in the next stage should gradually transform from upgrading to improving attributes and development expertise..."

"Damn it! I finally managed to narrow the distance between me and those professional players in terms of level, but they had already gone to another track! I hate it so much!"

"What are you hate? Come here quickly, the third stage of [Water Ghost Plan], is it time to get rich or suffer a hard life!"

As the players spoke, they quickly approached the location where the large number of ships were broken from underwater.

The barbarians who fell into the swamp waters did not die immediately.

Excluding those barbarians who were seriously injured and could no longer save themselves, there were still a considerable number of barbarians who were still able to save themselves around the debris of the water ship.

The players of the weaker first and second tiers gathered around the less powerful barbarians, and without hesitation, culled the exhausted barbarians underwater.

With the underwater lurking equipment jointly produced by Wandong City and September Heavy Industry, without any surprise, the group of barbarians were pulled into a more unfavorable combat environment for them to fight.

For Rangers, fighting on the water is far less convenient than fighting on land.

If there are fewer numbers, it would be fine. If there are many numbers, even if you use slime mucus wire to pull and move at high speed around the swamp, and cooperate with the slime sword for a final blow, it would be a very heavy task.

In the final analysis, before the destructive power soars to a certain level, even if a group of pigs queuing up to make you behead your head, ordinary people can cut you to tremble.

Not to mention barbarians, killing barbarians who fall into the water will not waste much effort, but the time spent may allow those more critical barbarians to escape.

This is something they absolutely do not allow.

As their beloved lord Kyle said:

"The border rangers died 11 people, so let's use their lives to invade the 11 tribes of Lancaster to mourn the wandering souls of our lost compatriots!"

What is the use of killing these barbarians who are regarded as knives? What is the use of judging those invading barbarians?

Can the dead Ranger close his eyes?

So they just want to kill the special ones, until blood flows into a river, and that anyone who dares to make this decision will tremble when they hear their footsteps.

The kind of leader will lead the kind of soldiers.

Kyle's decisions have always fully reflected his extreme ideas in some aspects, especially when dealing with the enemy, the operation of the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves has been deeply engraved in the hearts of the Rangers.

And this concept will be further strengthened over time.

Therefore, the third phase of [Water Ghost Plan] was born from this.

The most numerous barbarians were handed over to the undead who were eager to fight against the enemy, and those vanguards were the enemies that the rangers and even the elves needed to deal with them as soon as possible.

All these scenes caught Kyle's eyes, but did not bring any turmoil to him.

"Vissue Heloise, could it be that we guessed wrong?"

A sacred swordsman from Françao said softly.

Kyle shook his head and said, "Wait, although the barbarians on the northern wasteland sometimes make sensational operations in some unimportant places, they are still very cautious in the general direction."

The Sanctuary of Françao nodded to show that he understood.

He knew the subtle meaning of Viscount Heloise.

If the barbarians in the northern wasteland really share the same brain as Murfit players, even if they have the protection of the totems, they cannot retain their independence and survive in the northern wasteland that few countries prefer.

In other words, if the tribe really makes up his mind to take action against Lancaster, then the variable they calculated as soon as possible will calculate the almost obvious combat power of [Swordman] White Simtiya.

But at present, the only one who has the opportunity to threaten the sword maniac on the entire battlefield is probably the undead Titan giant.

And this is just a threat. It is unlikely to be a legend to limit or even kill.

So... there is a high probability that there will be another move.

But it was almost time to wipe out the entire army, and there seemed to be no sign of the backhand.

Seeing the endless wailing sounds in the swamp, the water ghost players, rangers and elf rangers showed their magical powers, more and more barbarians lost their lives, and even Kyle had doubts.

"You can't see that we were fighting too fiercely, so you simply gave up your original combat plan?"

A hint of suspicion flashed through Kyle's heart. After all, Kyle didn't expect that the cross-version of the colonial knights could exert such strong dominance in the current version.

This somewhat surprised him.

After all, by the time of the subsequent version, the conflicts and opposition between major profession systems became increasingly obvious. The arms race in the other world version greatly increased the upper limit of major profession systems.

So in the next hundred years, although the colonial knight itself has sufficiently excellent qualities, it still does not exert its nearly dominant deterrence as it is now.

As the sea of ​​blood was rising and falling, the wailing sounds in the entire swamp water became less and less. Kyle really began to doubt whether the mastermind behind the scenes had made a big mistake. Kyle suddenly frowned.

"strangeness……"

He murmured softly.

As the focus of everyone present, Kyle's abnormal situation immediately aroused everyone's reaction.

“All Rangers, Elves Rangers and Undead retreated to us and stopped chasing!

Repeat again, all the Rangers, Elves Rangers and Undead retreated to us and stopped chasing!”

After Kyle passed on his commands through chanting, he reached out and stroked the ring on his hand. As the space behind him rippled like water waves, a mechanical head with a strong sense of industrial texture and technology slowly emerged from behind.

Following closely behind was an alloy body similar to the human form. The cold war machinery was wrapped in an astonishing threat, causing the reinforcements following Kyle to brow and jump.

"The magic equipment... looks a bit like a creation from the Goblin Empire period?" Knight Fox said with some suspicion.

Although he was not very interested in the history of the Goblin Empire, he couldn't stand the fact that a considerable number of weapons in the Lionhearts battle group were evil things created by mages by replicating goblin equipment.

Fox is naturally well aware of this. After all, as one of the helmsmen of the Bronze Cross, he has really seen a lot of these things.

"A little bit of gadgets made with you, mainly to enlarge my advantages through this magic equipment..."

"Have you found the enemy's backup plan?"
To be continued...