Chapter 347: Blood Banner (8)

Humans took the lead in attacking, but the leader of the Oaker moved as fast as he did.
While blindly sweeping the knife downward to block the attack, he lifted the leg stepped in front and kicked it into the human chest. The opponent blocked with his arm, staggered back under the heavy blow, and then regained his balance and raised the sword horizontally. Point your head directly at the enemy.
This made the old blind quite surprised. With his strength, he can completely smash a bone in the whole body of a shrimp, but this person is like nothing, but he has a feeling of kicking on the stone.
But there was not much time for him to think at this time.
As the body turned, the human raced to his side, sweeping the sword in his hand at the same time.
The old blind raised his leg just right, ready to give the other party a second time, but instead the man jumped up and stepped down along Oak's ankle.
In an instant, the old blind blindly felt the collapse of the joint under heavy pressure, and at the same time he lowered the machete to block the sword that cut to his head.
He shouted and quickly backed off, partly because of pain and partly because of anger.
"Shrimp!"
He shouted.
"You have to pay for this!"
"No, I don't think so."
To his surprise, the fluent Ukrainian slipped directly into his pinna, and he looked at the human, and for the first time heard creatures other than Ok speak their language.
"You have to pay the price."
Suddenly, a series of explosions came from the side of the battlefield, followed by dense gunshots, and a group of black blades of night blades led the reinforcements into the battle against Oak.
"We never fail!"
The leader of the Oak roared and hacked again with a knife, but due to the loss of balance caused by the broken leg, this attack was much more awkward than the previous one.
The man took a step forward easily, avoided this, and then pushed the sword towards the enemy's upper abdomen.
"No, you will eventually fail."
The machete fell from the old blind man's hand and smashed to the ground. He stumbled back and gasped hard. The sword was not an ordinary weapon. When it penetrated into the body, the strong tremor almost tore him. All organs.
Another round of artillery came, mixed with noisy battle sounds to sprinkle blossoms of death towards the battlefield.
"We will only die, not lose..."
The old blind man who fell to the ground spit out this sentence, and the other party followed closely and stab the sword into his chest again, blood splashed on the man's face.
"Shabar will..."
His voice gradually weakened, and the light of battle in his eyes began to dim until the last breath of terror was spit out in his open mouth.
Nutans drew the sword from the body of the dead Occhi leader, and the blood splattered to the ground along the shaking position. The huge wound in the abdomen kept overflowing with blood, and soon a wide blood pool formed around him.
"Our mission is not here."
Silas came to his side and communicated with Nutans in a very low voice.
They used to be the secret guards of the empire, but now they have a brand new identity-Night Blade.
The leader of an organization serving the shadow court is the shadow prince Fan Haixin, or Diago.
He broke up and reorganized the secret guard, and eliminated all the dangerous elements loyal to the pseudo-empire. During this period, there was no blood and no blood, but everyone knows that this is necessary, because the old empire is dead, and the new empire needs a New intelligence organization.
Today, they are not the unorganized independent individuals of the past. Diago divides Yeblad into 17 parts, 15 of which are responsible for monitoring the 15 provinces currently owned by the empire, and the other two are shouldered. For a more mysterious mission, they acted in the dark as a ranger.
Nutans is one of them. He is now a small captain and Silas is his deputy.
After escaping Cusconal, he completely devoted himself to the shadow court formed by Diego, and accepted the transformation of mysterious technology.
Only the shadow prince and his flesh and blood engineer knew the specific transformation content. In short, Nutans only knew one thing-he was probably not a human.
But it didn't matter to him, especially after experiencing such a terrible hell, people and non-humans were not so important in his eyes.
This is the first time he has come out to perform a mission after transformation, but as Silas said, his mission is not here.
"I know, it only takes two minutes."
He simply returned a sentence, then rushed forward, silently through the bullet rain, while pulling out the pistol from his belt with his hands, and continued to fire at the green skin.
The green skins fired back at the night blade in the charge, but their messy bullets were as slow as flying dragonflies in the eyes of Nutans. He did not tend to slow down at all, but accelerated to the largest of the Oaks. One.
The fart and the knives fled away because of the intensive firepower of the night blades, allowing Nutans to pass through the first line of the Oak forces. After emptying the bullets in the pistol, he withdrew his long sword again.
"Green skin must die!"
An Ok boy stopped him, and Nutans didn't get around, just a jump and jumped on the shoulder of the roaring war beast.
The huge impact force caused the boy to fall on his back. Nutans did not get entangled with it. He rolled under the inertia and immediately stood up.
After seeing the huge green skin slamming the machete on the face of a soldier, he held the sword in his right hand and jumped towards the back of the monster, then inserted the sword into the collarbone and bladed shoulder of the beast Between A.
Waaaaaaagh! !
The falling force of the body made the sharp sword not reach the hilt, Ouke even made a short sound of a few seconds before being pierced by the sharp blade into the heart, and was killed.
Beside him, the fingertips of the last wizard on the field fired crackling energy, burning the flesh in the green leather armor, causing their souls to scream in pain.
The once-clean robes are now damaged in many places, becoming dull and dull, and the surface is covered with layers of mud and blood stains, but he has been fighting with the passion and determination of soldiers.
"Thank you."
He turned his head and smiled at Nutans. Two rows of bright teeth were exposed on his darkened face, but the other party dragged him to the ground and held his head.
Boom Boom Boom~~~!
A series of explosions rang around, and more mud and stones were thrown into the sky. It took more than ten seconds for the shelling to spread further back before Nutans climbed up from the ground.
The wizard also raised his head and spit out the mud in his mouth.
"Hold here and do my duty."
After Nutans said this to him, he took Yeblade and left the position. At this time, the green leather that had rushed up had been cleared, but there were more efforts to climb on the half slope.
Shabal saw clearly that the corpse piled up a little higher on the hillside that was not far away.
But that banner, the most prominent banner of Xiami boss, still fluttering high, which is unbearable to him~EbookFREE.me~ The boys have wasted a lot of time, but failed to kill the above things.
So his now bruised fist clenched tightly on Zaporo's skinny green throat, and he squeezed, drooling from his huge exposed fangs.
The sad and squeezed boy felt a strong suffocation.
"I won't ask you again, idiot!"
The warlord roared, Zaporo wanted to say something, his eyes bulging, his hands uselessly struggling with Shabal's huge forearm.
Soon, a green, lightning brilliance sizzled strongly on the swollen head of the pervert boy. The surrounding leaders sighed in relief, and mechanic Maca was frantically trying to leave the spectator circle.
"He will explode!"
Udka, Shabal's lieutenant yelled.
Then, with a gasp from the mouth of the abnormal boy Zaporo, Shabal leaned forward, bringing the troubled green skin close to his face.
"what?"
"If he explodes, we all have to die."
A new voice said that Shabal's followers turned their heads and reached for the machete and pistol.
Shabal stared at Zaporo, but his eyes narrowed and his hands were released
"Where have you been?"
He questioned so much, but not to the pervert.
"Get the machine ready, just fixed a problem."
Techmaster Okimide walked over, and the kid behind him carried a huge disk-like machine.
"Let him try again, maybe he can."
"Humph!"
Shabal turned around and threw Zaporo in front of Okimide. The pervert boy immediately got up and walked to Jiba, looking at the machine with a flinch.
"Get started now!"
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