Matt hid in a corner specially designated for him, with a bit of unbearability in his eyes. In front of him, humans were being slaughtered crazily by half-demon people. Even though he had transformed into a half-demon dogleg, Matt was still a human being. This kind of contradiction in his heart

, which is confusing.

"Sir, are you telling the truth? Will the half-demon really give us glory and wealth?" A thin young man with a wretched appearance and thick-rimmed eyes held a piece of food in his hand, walked up to Matt, and licked it

asked with a straight face.

Several men next to him who were venting their lust also pricked up their ears and looked at Matt with burning eyes.

These people are exactly the group of assistants to the mayor who defected to Matt.

Originally, Matt wanted to deceive the city gate and reduce the loss of the half-demon. Unexpectedly, the timid assistant to the mayor, who was afraid of death, took the initiative to contact the half-demon after learning about the appearance of the half-demon, and the half-demon directly appointed Ma

Special contact with these people, in addition to the mayor's assistant, there are also several local squires in the town, who also defected to the half-demon under the guidance of the mayor's assistant.

If the half-demon wants to invade human territory, they will inevitably need some useful dog legs, so these people are properly placed here. Not only are they provided with good food and drink, but some beautiful human women are also kidnapped for these beasts to vent their anger.

Matt picked and picked, selected a few pieces of food he liked to keep, took a few bites at will, wiped his mouth, and said seriously: "How can we figure out your thoughts? As long as you serve your Lord loyally, you will be indispensable.

The benefits!”

Matt is now getting more and more accustomed to his status as a dogleg, and has established full authority and status among these new doglegs. Matt is the only one who can directly talk to the half-demon, which is also a tribute to the middle-aged mountain man he attacked in a sneak attack.

Human affirmation.

"Huh? What is that?" Matt was scolding his men, his eyes unconsciously passing over the battlefield, and suddenly he saw a strange figure.

He is nearly three meters tall, with a bloated and fat body. He wears a weird iron helmet on his head. It looks twisted and deformed. I don't know how he put it on.

The most eye-catching thing is his deformed right arm.

Thick and layered muscles protect the arm like armor. The entire right arm is two meters long and one meter in diameter, like a cannon embedded in the body. He holds a thick and huge sickle tightly in his hand.

Looks very impressive.

He was wearing cloth clothes and trousers, his right foot was bare, his left foot was covered with bandages, and he wore an iron "shoe" on the outside. The shoe was the same as the helmet, as if it had been kneaded with great force, and it looked strange.

....

Hiding in a corner, Shan Ye quickly disguised himself. I don't know if there are undead souls in this world, but since there is a Holy See, then undead souls should also exist. Judging from the power of the Holy See, it is estimated that the undead souls are like rats crossing the street.

The iron helmet is made of iron material brought from the blacksmith shop, and the weird shoe on the left foot is also made by Shan Ye. In order not to attract the attention of the Holy See, Shan Ye can only use this simple disguise to protect it.

Oneself. At least until oneself is strong enough, it is necessary.

The battle has become fierce, and the mountain people can no longer stand it. The mountain master wanted to wait a little longer, sneak attack a few half-demon and then leave. Unexpectedly, just after he had finished his disguise, he was killed by an older half-demon wearing a red short robe.

The devil discovered that the man just waved his hand towards him, and a huge solid black cyclone bombarded beside Shan Ye, directly blasting out the hidden Shan Ye.

Although the whiteboard's clothes were in pieces and would be completely destroyed if they were to last, Shan Ye's blood volume was not reduced much because he evaded in time, but his figure was a bit awkward.

He blew out a puff of green smoke from his crooked mouth and quickly ran away to the alley, because a half-demon with scarlet arrogance all over his body and howling crazily, leading seven or eight warriors, and a mage who followed at the end, rushed towards him.

Here, not to mention the arrogant warrior, the seven or eight low-level half-demon Shan Ye could not resist them and could only flee in confusion.

After running away for a long time, Shanye turned around in confusion and looked at the intermediate warrior with the most joyful howl. He was covered in scarlet arrogance and was smashing the house to pieces. His aura was unparalleled, but his speed was slower than that of an ordinary half-demon. How could he catch up with this man?

The mountain master who has become more agile over time?

The low-level half-demons nearby did not dare to cross, so they had no choice but to chase after the intermediate half-demons. If they rushed to surround Master Shan, not only would they not be appreciated by the intermediate half-demons, but they might also offend this gentleman and be torn into pieces.

fragments.

The intermediate half-demon couldn't catch up with the mountain master, so he jumped in panic. He immediately roared and signaled several low-level half-demon to come forward to surround him. After receiving the order, the few people immediately started to speed up, carefully bypassed the intermediate half-demon, and rushed towards the mountain.

Grandpa.

It's a pity that at this time, Master Shan, who is no longer under the command of Wu Xia Amen, raised his sickle and dropped it, and a big head flew up!

"Ding! Kill a humanoid creature and gain 32 experience points!"

Not willing to fight, Shan Ye almost killed a low-level half-demon with one blow. He immediately left the place and ran forward wildly. Although he was only slightly faster than the half-demon, but only by this distance, the half-demon could only chase.

Eat ashes behind Shan Ye's fat ass.

Looking at the mountain of meat in front of him, bouncing forward like a sao, the intermediate half-demon felt that his scalp was about to explode!!

Killing one half-demon can be said to be a matter of luck, but when the other party used this touch-and-escape method to kill three half-demon, the intermediate half-demon with some wisdom immediately ordered to stop.

Order.

Shan Ye also stopped at the same time. On the pitted iron helmet, a scarlet eye as big as a sea bowl was exposed, and a mocking sound of "Ha~! Ha~!" came out from under the iron helmet.

Stones and wood became Shan Ye's means of provocation. Several low-level half-demon roared, but they did not dare to surpass the majesty of the intermediate half-demon.

There had been no movement, but the half-demon mage standing behind him lowered his head and thought about something. Immediately, from the battlefield position at the entrance of the town, a thin white line suddenly rose into the air, twisting and rolling in the air, and shot towards that place quickly.

A mid-level half-demon wrapped in scarlet flames.

The one-meter-long white thin thread was like a long needle, piercing the intermediate half-demon body fiercely, like pricking a balloon.

"Bang!" The scarlet flame exploded, and a large piece of scarlet mist rose up. Shan Ye's mind was slightly moved, and he felt something bad. He was about to stay away to see the situation, when a dark blue, sharp air blade that was as solid as substance came from the scarlet

Shooting out of the mist, with an explosion that split the air, came to Shan Ye's eyes in an instant.

"You can't hide!" Shan Ye flashed this thought, turned his body sideways, and pushed forward with his crippled left side.

"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and half of Shan Ye's body was cut open by the air blade. His intestines and stomach exploded all over the floor, and the smelly green blood splashed "gurgling" with green smoke.

"ah!!!"

Ignoring the left half of his body that was almost separated from the body, Shan Ye endured the severe pain in his body, and the iron helmet on his face was bitten by his crooked mouth. He roared: "No one can take advantage of me!" He waved the sickle in his right hand crazily and fiercely.

Attack the front.
Chapter completed!