The cold wind whistles and snowflakes fly.

In winter, the withered earth was covered with white veil, the pitch-black rocks turned into ice caps, and even the corpses and bones in the wilderness were completely swallowed up by this holy white.

On the silver-covered wasteland, hundreds of thousands of people confronted the Black Rock Mountain, and the army was like torches rolling.

"Bloody!" Cobbdobimon's silver-bright handsome flag shone brightly, and a roar suddenly burst into the military formation.

The fierce battle for eight days and eight nights has exhausted all the soldiers' physical strength. Even the seventh-level high-level troops as strong as the Silver Berry Bemon became stagnant, so the charge with a head and a tail end fell into a state of stagnation before it even began.

The morale of the orc camp fell again and again. At this moment, lava suddenly burst into flames above the top of Black Stone Mountain and fire was splashing.

"It was the devil prince Marzac who came!?"

"Oh no, we haven't defeated any demon defense line yet. The main profession level of the BOSS...it must be Lv240!"

"It's over, this month's big battlefield CD is considered useless."

"It's all your stupid guys who don't obey the command and insist on fighting each other!"

"Get out, if it weren't for your 'Wild War Team' to make trouble, I would have captured the four strongholds outside the Black Stone Peak."

When the players glared at each other, the top of Black Stone Mountain merged into the sky, and the cold aura bloomed into the void. The demon wings slowly spread out in the flames, and the shadows of the roaring burning flames spread across the battlefield.

"Greed brings you before me, and hell opens the door to you!"

A cold light flashed, Kobdobimon's handsome flag was cut down by the Moon Wheel Blade, Marzac waved his hands, and the presidents of "Blood Oath Blade" and "Wild War Chapter" were pierced through his body, and the limp body was then trampled under his feet.

During the bloody sacrifice, dozens of lava meteors fell from the sky, and the gorgeous flames rushed into the orc army, shattering the players' military formation. Amid the flames and howlings, the violent hellfire roared out of the deep pit.

Faced with these Lv220-level lord-level summoned creatures, ordinary players whose main profession level is still hovering around Lv200, suddenly fell into despair. With the cry of their parents, a great defeat was a foregone conclusion.

The handsome flag fell!

The president is dead!

If you are defeated like a mountain, you will be exempted from the death penalty of losing your level and equipment.

But at this moment when the deserters were dispersed, a dazzling meteor streaked across the sky.

A few seconds later, the meteor turned into a heavy sword and nailed the leader of the charge to the ground!

Under the slightly raised cloak, golden armor was revealed. The high-level warrior who entered the battlefield turned his head. Under his heavy helmet, a sharp light shone out. The heavy sword was raised again, and the golden Feng rolled up, and another hellfire Lord was killed on the spot.

"Then~What skill is that?" Some of the players stopped.

"How could it be so strong? Who hired high-end foreign aid?"

"It's a pity that no matter how strong he is, he only has one person. How can he kill so many demons?"

"I wish I had a great lord."

Amid the players' sighs, the golden armored general raised his right hand, and the summoning door opened out of thin air. Amid the roar of the wolf, a group of heavy cavalry wearing silver helmets and silver armor, and even the wolf's body covered with armor, set up a formation on the battlefield.

"Wolf Cavalry? Why are they heavy wolf cavalry? What level of troops are they?" Someone exclaimed.

"God, why are there so few troops? Why are there only fifty cavalry guards at the level of the Great Lord? "

"Just that little soldier? What a high-end one? This guy is simply embarrassing high-level players." Someone shook his head and sighed.

"What a pity. There are not enough soldiers. You will die when you come here." Someone set a tone for the matter.

The blood-inspiring roar bloomed in the core of the battlefield. As the blood light blew, the golden-armored warrior jumped onto a dark horse, and the dragon roar was pulled up. The strange wolf cavalry under his command raised a huge slash of horse slashing saber high, and the brilliant golden light shone in the eyes.

"Wolf Cavalry, follow me to charge!" The roar was filled with calming power.

Jin Feng stretched forward, and the Hellfire Lord who was blocking the road at both ends were torn to pieces on the spot!

A cold light flashed, and the demon baby's vanguard was penetrated instantly, blood soaring into the sky!

Under the leadership of the Golden Armor Lord, the silver ~ wolf cavalry charged bravely!

After penetrating the magic baby square formation, the wolf cavalry ran faster and faster. They seemed to be a mountain torrent, or like a quick knife inserted butter and swung by.

The silver wolf cavalry led by the golden harsh tip instantly penetrated into the enemy formation. The defense line of the horned demon collapsed first. The fire controler was torn apart before he could react. The subsequent square formation composed of Hellhound and Succubus Demon was also penetrated in an instant.

Unstoppable and invincible.

Amid the rumbling sound of horse hooves, the main demon forces surrounded him, but the Nightmare Knights, which were regarded as the backbone of the battlefield by the hell forces, were still torn apart by the torrent of steel.

The roar and roar of the golden armored war god made the abyss demon and the great demon tremble on the spot. The fighting spirit soared into the sky covered the battlefield. The heavy armored wolf cavalry rushed into the solid defense line of the demon army and shattered it gorgeously.

Prince Marzac, who had arrived on the battlefield, had not yet carefully savored the mortal worship of fear, but saw a brilliant sword swing towards him. He hurriedly raised his axe to block it.

The sword falls, the axe breaks!

Amid screams and howlings, golden light soared into the sky, and the sky and the earth resonated with it.

"It is the state of unity between man and nature! This ~ this is definitely the purest five elements power!"

"Is that the White Tiger and Wolf Cavalry, the legendary level ten force?"

"Have we witnessed the charge of the entire lord-level legion?"

The core of the battlefield, on the top of Black Stone Mountain, the Silver Armored Wolf Cavalry looked down on all directions, and only fifty cavalry shook the entire demon legion.

Amid the shouts, the surging five elements of power poured into the body of the commander of the Golden Armor, and the shadow of the ferocious white tiger appeared behind him, and the vast power of the sharp gold in the cracked sky burst out.

The heavy sword fell and Marzac's head flew high.

The total boss of the Black Stone Mountain battlefield was not weakened at all. The demon lord with the main profession level as high as Lv240 was actually killed by a sword.

"Lightning and thunder!" The golden giant sword was raised high, and it shone with its brilliance on one side, with mountains, rivers and mountains, and birds, beasts, fish and insects on the other side.

"Blood and Glory!" The players cheered and celebrated this sudden victory.

When the sword blade shines, the White Tiger and Wolf Cavalry has integrated into the reverse summoning gate, while the highly anticipated Golden Armored War God did not even pay attention to it. It gradually faded away from the envy, jealousy and hatred of ordinary players.

After logging out of the game, Qian Wuyou took off the game helmet and threw it away casually. Under the gorgeous lighting in the bedroom of the high-end hotel, he struggled to push open the delicate arms on his chest and crawled out of the obsession between two young girls.

After rubbing the woman's plump chest twice, two thick stacks of old man's heads were thrown on the table. Qian Wuyou then picked up his bag, left this gentle place, and embarked on the road of revenge without hesitation.

Three months ago, Qian Wuyou was carrying the burden of life. Although life was extremely difficult at that time, as an ordinary working person, he was extremely happy because he had the love of his girlfriend, the care of his parents, and the friendship of his best friend.

But now, alone, he has only bloody compensation, and there is no burden or concern.

Even "Sword of Heroes 2-Blade of the Warring States Period", which is regarded as the second life, cannot eliminate the bloodthirsty murderous intent in Qian Wuyou's heart.

The hatred of parents is different from the sky!

The righteousness of a friend is a promise of a thousand gold!

Blood debt must be paid with blood!

The bright neon lights and wine are bright, the bustling scenery of people coming and going, and even cover the dark clouds in the night sky. The upcoming wind and rain seem to not exist at all.

Looking at the busy streets, Qian Wuyou's heart became colder.

"Jin Laosan, now it's time for you to really pay off your debt."

The gate of the Tianren Club is extremely pompous. Qian Wuyou, who has been paying attention to this, has already captured the prey.

A sneer floated on the corner of his mouth. Qian Wuyou twisted the red star Erguotou vigorously and fed himself a big mouthful. With the courage of the hero, he took out the last pile of blood-colored old man's heads in his pocket and stuffed it to the flower-selling girl beside him.

When the little girl was stunned, Qian Wuyou was already carrying a big flower basket and strode towards the club parking lot.

Lightning burst into the sky, raindrops fell, and in the parking lot full of luxury cars, Fatty Jin San, who was hugging left and right, walked quickly towards the comfortable Bird under the umbrella-holding bodyguard, but was blocked by Qian Wuyou.

"Boss, buy a bouquet of flowers!" Qian Wuyou, who was wrapped in a windbreaker, handed out a few holy white carnations.

"Get out!" Fatty Jin San snorted coldly, and the bodyguard behind him rushed out immediately.

"Get out quickly, haven't you seen it raining anymore! Be careful to break your dog's legs when blocking the road."

"Boss, buy a bouquet of flowers!" Qian Wuyou turned sideways slightly, but insisted. Inadvertently, his body with a small step back lowered and his center of gravity sinks.

At this moment, Qian Wuyou's left hand trembled slightly with the basket, but when he reached the right hand of the flower basket, he touched the cold.

Two bodyguards came over and pushed Qian Wuyou hard, and their vicious screams and scolded him endlessly. Suddenly, a dazzling lightning roared and the silver snake almost touched the ground.

With a strong light in his eyes, Qian Wuyou tore up his submissive mask.

Amid the screams, the bodyguard in front was knocked down by him, while the other bodyguard was dunked on the head by a flower basket.

Before Fatty Jin San could exclaim, the shining cold light pierced the night sky.

The blood splashed was fishy and thick, and the pure white carnations sprinkled on the ground were covered with scarlet and holiness. However, Qian Wuyou's blade sharply pierced the heart of his enemy, just as decisive and accurate as in the game.

The heavy rain fell with a loud bang. With a harsh scream, Qian Wuyou handed out the broken blade in his hand again and wiped the fat man Jin San's fat neck hard to ensure that this was a disaster to the countryside and oppressed the good scumbag and was sent to the gate of hell.

Before Jin San's bodyguard could get up, Qian Wuyou's figure shot into the vast rain curtain.

Qian Wuyou, who had been running all the way, quickly rushed into the bustling street market and merged into the crowd of people hiding from the rain. Thirty minutes later, he changed into a dry casual outfit and had already taken a taxi to arrive at the small hotel he had booked earlier.

Carrying his luggage, Qian Wuyou booked the next day's high-speed train on the computer at the counter.

When he entered the room, he silently closed his eyes. At this moment, Qian Wuyou calmly stroked the black armband on his sleeve, and used the blood of his enemies to pay tribute to his parents' spirit in heaven.

In a deep dream, the sick lover walked out of the depths of his memory and smiled repeatedly.

As soon as Qian Wuyou reached out, she retreated into the depths of the thick fog, and only her bright eyes imprinted the light of love on her heart.

Qian Wuyou, who was chasing him, fell into the bizarre vortex tunnel, and countless branches of time and space appeared in front of him. His bright eyes suddenly penetrated into the depths of the illusion and disappeared invisibly.
Chapter completed!