Chapter 595: What McGee Alex is best at...

Nelson saw a lot of things. At the age of eighteen, he took his military uniform from his father's hand and became a glory knight of the empire. Later his father was killed because he was robbed in a street, and he was killed as an empire. The Cavaliers did not have the slightest way to deal with the nobles who were above them. The desperation of that class made him suffocate and even thought about dying with them...
Later, an expensive person helped him to throw those nobles into prison, and the nobleman who was shot was dead in prison.
Then he became a member of the Black Hawk.
There are many people like him in the Black Hawk. They are not necessarily for money and power, but they have absolute loyalty to His Royal Highness, even if they die, they will not hesitate because of their second life. It was originally given by the Second Emperor.
They are black eagle and loyal slain, so even knowing that the most important goal of the Black Hawk is to find the hero of the empire Alex, and then kill him, after calm, think about how to do this.
Alex, the brightest star ever raised by the Imperial Army, shines through the entire Los Angeles Empire and has an unmaskable light on the Nolan continent.
The tenth-level knight, the dragon warrior, the youngest general of the empire... countless titles tell his greatness and glory, and the strength that is so powerful that it is known as the limit of humanity.
And this man, after being designed by countless people, was completely abolished, and his death disappeared into the sight of everyone, but they were found again.
However, the sword he shot, Nelson still can't stand.
Obviously, I can see that the speed of that sword is not too fast. It is obvious that he can feel his strength but it is about three levels. But... it just can't stand it.
Nelson's eyes widened and he watched the slender sword cut off his long sword. The sharp sword front was glazed, making his eyes a bit stinging. I don't know if it was sword or anything else.
The neck was cold, and all the feelings retreated like a tide. The blood sprang from the neck. He didn't even feel it. He only saw a headless body standing there and spraying blood.
"It turns out...he is really Meg Alex... Your grandfather is still your uncle..." Nelson's mind flashed a thought and then completely lost consciousness.
The sharp sword slid over Nelson's neck, and McGonagall passed by and rushed toward the next black man.
The blood column rises to the sky, and one head rolls to the side, and everything that happens is only a moment.
The Black Hawks looked at this scene, and the pupils were magnified, and they were scared, but no one retreated. No one even made any noise, clenched the weapons in their hands and continued to rush toward McGonagall.
Everyone can die, but the task must be completed, otherwise it will be more miserable than death if you go alive.
Although Nelson was spiked, from the perspective of McGonagall, his strength should not be restored to the fourth level. It was only the beginning to hide the strength, so that after Nelson relaxed, he suddenly accelerated and was able to strike.
But they still have seven people, and there is no reason to escape in terms of number and strength.
Moreover, if they succeed in killing Alex, no matter who survives in the end, they can get something they could not touch in their lifetime, which is undoubtedly very attractive to them.
"Frenzy wind blade!"
A magician pointed the magic wand in his hand toward Meg, and a violent tornado rose from the sky. The blue-yellow wind blade fluttered like a blade, rolling up the earth, leaves and gravel, and rushing toward McGonagall.
"Flame!"
Another magician whispered almost at the same time, a three or four meters long, such as the moon-shaped flames vacated, and like a giant swaying out a flame knife out of thin air, whistling toward McGonagall, The speed is even faster than the tornado, when it is on the road ahead of McGonagall.
The whistling wind and the raging fireblade rushed, and the black man was still silently charging, and the situation of the encirclement was already formed.
The trees were uprooted in the squally wind, and the leaves soaked in the rain were burned to the burnt yellow by the fire. The heat waves pressed against the storm, and the soldiers in the hands of the encircled people were able to see the cold light, and the road. Crazy eyes.
McGonagall’s expression was still calm, and he glanced at the wind and flame blades that flew from the front and the side. He suddenly stepped on the side of the tree, and the front body twirled in the direction, and the two bodies were wrong. A few people surrounded the thick tree, and a sword pierced the thin heart of the sneak sneaked from the side.
A short knife pierced McGonagall's sleeves and pulled a big hole down, smearing the black poison knife tip and cutting his arm a little bit.
The fierce fire and the violent wind blade collided behind McGonagall, making a dull sound, the flame was shattered by the wind, and the violent tornado was cut off.
McGonagall's wrist turned a bit, and the sword stabbed in the heart smashed his heart, slamming in the direction of the two magicians not far away.
"Not good! Stop him!" The remaining four-level vice captain changed his face and exclaimed, and already saw the idea of ​​McGonagall.
After killing two colleagues in succession, the Black Hawks are all heartbroken, and McGonagall kills the strongest Nelson among them, and then kills the weakest thinner. This irregular killing order, It is even more stressful. I don't know who will die next.
But the purpose of the current McGonagall is obviously very obvious, that is, the two magicians, the magician who has no power to bind the chicken, once he is close, the consequences can be imagined, and the two third-level magicians are fighting in them. The squad has a vital role to play, and now they must not let them die.
The two magicians also discovered the purpose of McGonagall. After panic, they did not forget to take a few disposable magic shields on their bodies. The magic sticks illuminate and start to store more powerful magic.
Since McGon's goal is already clear to them, this is a huge crisis and the best opportunity, as long as they can hold on for a little while, the rest of the teammates are enough to tear him into pieces, the protective cover is the magic of the Master Tower. The division is specially tailored for them, enough to withstand the impact of the five-level strength, so they have the confidence to block the impact of McGonagall, even if it is just a sword.
The Black Hawk team members are also very aware of this, and the spiritual power of the body has been mobilized to the peak at this moment, trying to seize the short-lived opportunity.
McGonagall looked at the light golden magic hood that was lit by the two magicians. The corner of his mouth showed a mocking smile. Perhaps the people of this world have forgotten that there is one thing in addition to the dragon slaughter. Very good at...