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Chapter 127 Downwind

Wild Pier.

In the middle of the cliff by the sea, four cannons were lined up in a naturally formed depression.

Compared with ordinary copper cast field guns, the material used in these four guns is stainless steel. With the same caliber, the gun body is lighter and stronger, and the barrel caliber is larger than that, and the gun body is longer.

With the same caliber of 100 millimeters, such a steel cannon undoubtedly has a longer range, higher borehole speed, and stronger lethality.

More than a dozen elite warriors in black clothes and black armor stood beside the cannon, looking at the movements on the beach of Thousand-Football Outfield Pier with the light of the moonlight.

Just now, they smashed the boat by the beach with one shot and cut off the old man's plan to row and escape.

Above this depression, at the top of the cliff, more than a dozen black-clad warriors holding swords looked around vigilantly. The moonlight was like water, and the shadows in the jungle not far away were shaking, as if they were hiding something terrible.

On the beach, the black armored soldiers pressed step by step.

I don’t know who spoke loudly: “Put down the package in your arms, respected old gentleman… Although we are evil bandits, we also have the sayings… We are not willing to hurt people if we hand over money.”

Holding the black cloth package in his arms tightly with his hands, the old man sneered: "I have never heard of that bandit in that chaotic mountainous area, which can have equipment like you."

After coughing lightly, the old man said in a deep voice: "Do you know that your behavior is a great disrespect to our Lord? Your behavior is simply heresy... What is in my arms is a taboo that you should not spy on, let alone touch?"

More than a dozen burly men were burning with flames. They held heavy swords in hand and lined up to block the black-armored warriors.

The black-armored warriors approached carefully step by step. They stopped saying a word, but only expressed their firm will with their actions.

The old man holding the black cloth sighed.

"Kill them." The strong man, whose body was swept by white flames, issued an order to his companions around him.

More than a dozen red human-shaped flames roared lowly, causing violent heat waves to rush towards the incoming black-armored warriors. The heavy swords with both hands, almost as high as their bodies, transformed into the air, and crescent-shaped red flames burst out, tearing a long crack on the beach.

More than a dozen crescent-shaped flames of seven or eight feet high swept across. Among the three black-armored warriors, the one holding the sword suddenly stepped forward. They roared in a low voice, making a long roar like a vicious wolf.

The swords in their hands emitted a faint yellow light.

The beach was shaking slightly, and a low roar sound came from the ground. As these soldiers holding battle swords swung their battle swords hard, the gravel on the beach soared into the air, and more than twenty crescent-shaped swords condensed from white sea sand flew out.

The sword lights and sword energy collided heavily.

The red flames scattered everywhere, and the heat waves swept across the wild wharf beach. Countless sands were burned red, emitting dazzling lights splashing around.

The black-armored warriors clearly had the advantage in numbers. After a large area of ​​burning red gravel broke through the red flames, they sprayed at the strong men holding heavy swords, hitting the red flames surrounding them hard.

The flames were shaking violently, and these strong men let out dull roars, and the burning red gravel penetrated their skin. Under the burning of high temperature, the gravel quickly melted and turned into high-temperature juice slowly flowing down their skin.

"The earth gives us strength!" The black-armored warriors holding the battle sword roared in unison, and a light yellow halo suddenly spread out under their feet. Six concentric circles were surrounded by a pentagram halo condensed, and the yellow halo was indefinitely swallowed and spit. The magic-patterned halo accompanied their breathing, and the diameter continued to scale from about three feet to about twelve feet.

Accompanied by the sound of 'gagging', the bodies of more than twenty soldiers with halos gushing out from their feet slowly raised.

They were originally five feet nine inches and ten inches in normal height, but as the halo came out, their bodies quickly raised to about six feet one or two inches, and their arms and thighs became thicker.

‘Hiss’!

A black-armored warrior rushed forward, and a large piece of yellow light scattered at the nearest enemy.

The heavy sword wrapped in flames stormed a large wave of heat and hit the sword hard.

With a loud bang, the warrior holding a heavy sword shook his body, unstable footing, and was actually slashed back seven or eight steps.

In terms of absolute power, the black armored warriors with magic pattern aura gushing out from their feet soared, completely suppressing these burly and tall men.

"The Earth Demon Bear! Damn the Ruiwei Kingdom!" The strong man who was surrounded by white flames and holding a heavy sword to protect the old man roared angrily: "Their entire kingdom should be subject to the holy dictator... and they should all be on the stolen rack."

"No, no, don't let your wits blind your wisdom, my dear child." The old man hugged the black cloth package in his arms with his hands, shook his head and sighed: "The power of the Earth Bear does belong to the Kingdom of Ruiwei... However, the Earth Bear Potion is not uncommon. For money, the Kingdom of Ruiwei wants to sell the Earth Bear Potion on the black market."

The old man's thin cheeks twitched violently: "The Delun Empire also purchases earth bear potions every year. No one knows how many warriors in the Delun Empire have the power of the earth bear... one thousand or ten thousand? Who knows?"

His hands were like iron hooks, holding the black cloth package in his arms tightly. The old man murmured: "So, this is the fundamental reason why we recycle and seal these taboo things...we..."

'puff'!

A rippled sword with a strange shape, almost translucent shape suddenly pierced from the old man's back and out of his chest.

Several extremely thin lines on the rippled sword flickered, and a terrible poison poured into the old man's body from the sword's edge.

The old man's body became completely stiff in a very short time, and his skin turned into a dead gray-blue color. His two eyeballs were corroded by poisonous gas, turning into two balls of dirty blood flowing down the corners of his eyes.

"You make sense, respected Lord Dolay...but..."

With his back to the old man, the man nervously observed the battle between his companions and the black-armored warriors. The black-armored warriors were numerous and powerful. They were in groups of three. They matched the distance properly and cooperated tacitly. More than a dozen soldiers holding heavy swords were beaten quite embarrassed and kept retreating. Most of them had several wounds that were deep enough to reach bone.

The man's attention was basically attracted by the battle situation of his companions. When the old man was killed with a sword, he did not react at all.

Another rippled sword silently separated the air and stabbed the gap between the armor in the waist of the big man. When he wanted to hit the vital points of his kidney, the big man shivered suddenly and subconsciously swung a sword behind him.

'bite'!

The ripples sword with water flowing light and the heavy sword with flames collided with each other. The ripples sword flew out of its hands, and flew backwards far away, and fell head-on into the sea water of the bay.

The big man turned around suddenly, and he widened his eyes in horror, staring blankly at the old man standing still.

In the shallows behind the old man, more than a dozen warriors wearing black armor but with a faint blue halo under their feet were standing there quietly like ghosts.

They held a three-foot corrugated sword with the same shape in both hands, surrounded by water and light. The translucent corrugated sword in their hands was like a phantom, and they would ignore their existence if they were accidentally ignored.

"The Duchy of Thousand Lakes, the water fairy?" The big man held the sword in both hands, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the black-armored warriors standing in the shallows.

The black-armored warriors whistled lowly, without saying a word, but waved their swords with both hands and pointed at the big man at the same time.

Behind them, more than a dozen vortexes of several feet in diameter appeared out of thin air in the sea. The vortex made a "rattle" sound of running water, followed by countless fist-sized water balls with a subtle sound of breaking the wind, thrusting towards the strong man like a heavy rain.

The strong man hissed and roared. He waved his heavy sword and rushed towards the black-armored warrior standing in the shallows.

"You killed Lord Dolay...bastard...Mr. Dolay..."

Tears flowed out from the bloody eyes of the strong man. He roared, launching a desperate charge towards the powerful enemy like a wounded beast.

The dull collision kept ringing.

The dense water balls kept hitting the strong man. The cold water balls collided with the high-temperature flames. The water balls instantly evaporated and then turned into high-temperature steam and exploded. Large balls of high-temperature white air burst into surroundings, and small sand pits were blown up on the beach.

The big man's movements became much slower. He still roared, waving his heavy sword and rushed forward.

More than a dozen soldiers surrounded by water waves did not say a word, waving the rippling sword in their hands, and skillfully shuttled left and right in the shallows.

Their movements in the sea water were extremely brisk and agile, as if a group of agile dolphins were playing. The man rushed into the shallows with great strides. He was constantly bombarded by countless water balls. Every movement of his movement splashed large splashes of water and swirled large pieces of water vapor in the shallows.

It is obvious that after entering the shallows, the man's movements became much slower, and after being hit by a water ball, he was also much more impacted.

Dozens of erratic sword lights mixed in the steam and approached silently. The man waved his heavy sword with both hands, spinning rapidly like a big windmill.

The sword light and the heavy sword continued to collide, and amid the dense sound of impact, several rippled swords were shaken away.

These rippled swords fell into the sea water, and the sea water swayed small waves. Then these rippled swords flew up on their own, spraying out large splashes of water, and returning to the hands of the black-armored warrior.

More than a dozen black-armored warriors surrounded a lion like a group of hungry wolves. They cooperated tacitly and would never fight against the big man head-on. They just took advantage of the speed advantage and kept consuming the big man's strength.

On the beach, nearly a hundred black-armored warriors surrounded more than a dozen strong men and gained a great advantage.
Chapter completed!
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