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Chapter 700 , looking back, there is only one way

    Chapter 700, Looking back, there is only one way


    In the courtyard was a soldier wearing heavy armor, with a shield or sword in front of him, like a humanoid machine made of steel.


    The door was kicked open with a bang.


    Everyone looked at the three figures who broke in.


    "It''s the enemy!" someone shouted.


    Swish swish~!


    The soldier picked up the crossbow and fired.


    Two skeletons stood in front of Wu Heng, their arrows piercing the leather armor and nailing them.


    "kill!"


    "Kill them all."


    Both sides issued orders almost simultaneously.


    The heavy armored infantry picked up their weapons and charged towards the door.


    Kaxiu and Kerimu separated to the left and right, and started shooting at the rushing crowd with the machine guns in their hands.


    Bang bang bang~!


    There was a deafening explosion and the sound of bullets tearing through armor.


    resounded throughout the area.


    At such a close distance, the bullet''s lethality reaches its maximum.


    The seemingly indestructible armor was torn into holes and embedded in the soldiers'' bodies.


    Some people tried to raise their shields to defend themselves, but under the intensive fire like raindrops, the shields were shattered, and the heavy armored infantry fell down in batches, lying all over the courtyard.


    Everyone died and the heavy machine guns stopped firing.


    The air was filled with the burnt smell of gunpowder and the pungent smell of blood.


    Wu Heng raised his staff, and a gray-white halo of light spread out.


    The heavy armored infantry who had just died in the courtyard stood up unsteadily and walked towards this side.


    Molten flesh and blood kept leaking from the holes in the battered armor.


    It dripped all over the floor.


    "Uncle, they are still inside, guarding the door, waiting for you to go in." Xiaoxiao said.


    "That city lord, didn''t he escape through the back door?"


    "No, Aunt Glenda is watching him. He can''t run away." Xiaoxiao replied.


    Wu Heng nodded and looked at the closed door and window building in front of him.


    In the gap, you can feel the eyes looking over you.


    There was no immediate escape through the back door.


    Do they think they still have the ability to fight, relying on the mechanisms and ambushes in the building?


    Squeak~!


    The door of the building was opened a crack.


    It seems to be a provocation. If you have the ability, come in.


    "You guys are dying, but I still want to be a hero!"


    Wu Heng took out the machine cannon directly from the space ring.


    Fastened to the ground, the shell chain was placed with the muzzle facing forward.


    The next second, like a **** roaring, dense tongues of fire shot towards the building in front.


    Doors and windows were as fragile as pieces of paper, and masonry and rubble were scattered everywhere.


    The solid walls were reduced to rubble by the rain of shells, and dust rose like smoke.


    …


    A bullet belt was polished off, and there was a bullet casing at his feet.


    The wall was crumbling, and then collapsed with a roar, stirring up countless smoke and dust.


    The scene inside the building is also completely exposed to the line of sight without any obstruction.


    The floor was littered with bomb-killed corpses, with broken limbs and arms scattered throughout the room.


    Several soldiers who were seriously injured but luckily survived were vomiting blood. When the wall collapsed and they looked at the machine guns outside, their faces were filled with horror.


    While vomiting blood, he shouted, "Spare your life, it''s none of our business."


    "Don''t kill us."


    "If you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, please spare your life. Please spare your life."


    One person shouted, and the others followed suit.


    He begged loudly for mercy and is now willing to cooperate with the investigation, as long as he doesn''t kill them.


    Wu Heng glanced inside and saw no living person, the city lord Dashil.


    Wu Heng waved his hand, "Kill them all."


    The heavily armored skeletons on standby swarmed forward.


    Kill the wailing wounded in the room.


    What time is it now? The army outside is still besieging association members.


    Keeping prisoners will only cause trouble for yourself.


    "Uncle, that person is inside." Xiaoxiao said immediately.


    …


    In a room inside.


    City Lord ‘Dasier’ was covered in blood, one arm was hanging weakly, he took out the potion and poured it into his mouth.


    Listening to the begging for mercy and the last wailing outside.


    Dashil''s face became even more ugly, and he was also a little flustered.


    After obviously holding back two level 18 professionals, the only thing left was to kill them all.


    But the most inconspicuous thing is that the owner of Treasure Island, who just followed here to investigate, would show such a strong fighting ability.


    Instead of the old mage, he killed himself.


    wrong.


    Even if the 18th-level mage came over, he probably wouldn''t be able to destroy a building into what he was looking at in a few seconds. "Damn, what a monster are these."


    Dasil cursed, feeling a little regretful again.


    I shouldn''t underestimate him.


    Alternatively, the plan should not have been agreed to.


    With difficulty, he took out the scroll and pulled it open.


    The teleportation magic circle gradually lit up beneath his feet.


    Brush~!


    Suddenly, a sharp sword flew over out of thin air.


    Dashil subconsciously avoided it, and the magic circle disappeared.


    Immediately afterwards, the door was kicked open.


    Wu Heng strode in with his skeleton attendants.


    …


    Dasil had a broken arm, was covered in blood, and looked miserable.


    Seeing Wu Heng walking in, he smiled bitterly and said, "I misjudged you."


    "I''m a little curious, what do you think? This city lord no longer wants to be the person who kills the association?" Wu Heng looked at the other party and asked.


    Ever since the local deacon died, he had been suspicious of the city lord.


    As Philippa analyzed, whoever is easiest to clean up the scene is either the murderer or an accomplice.


    The only thing that makes everyone in this department uncertain is that no one will be stupid enough to use everything they have to confront the association head-on.


    "If you stand in my shoes and look back, you will find that there is only one way." Dashil said with a wry smile.


    "Maybe, Brittany was sure you wouldn''t do this, but now it seems she''s still mistaken." Wu Heng nodded.


    "The fifth princess? She is the smartest in the royal family, but she views things too idealistically, like an overprotected child. But I am still very happy to hear that she is alive." Dasil said, and then Said: "Can I survive if I surrender? I am no longer a threat to you and can cooperate with you."


    Wu Heng looked at his severed arm and shook his head, "No, I want to use your head to quell the war outside."


    "Then let''s see who among us can survive." Dashil''s eyes were sharp and he took out a dagger in his only remaining hand.


    Wu Heng glanced sideways, "Kill him, don''t ruin his appearance."


    "Arrogant~!" Dasil shouted loudly and rushed towards him.


    Ka Xiu also turned into a stream of light and rushed out.


    In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the opponent and smashed his throat with a punch.


    Dashil''s body flew backwards and slid down the wall. His eyes widened and his body slowly collapsed.


    "Roll it up."


    The skeleton took off the tapestry on the side, rolled up the body and put it into the space ring.


    Wu Heng came to the hall, and the [Dead Skeleton Field] was released again, and several skeletons stood up from all around.


    "Follow me."


    We walked quickly outside together.


    …


    One place in the city.


    The wind howled, and the sound of fighting and collision was deafening.


    Elder Tapani holds a sword in one hand, with sharp eyes. The sword is like a smart silver snake, and he attacks constantly with speed and tricky angles.


    Opposite him was a burly, bearded boxer.


    The pace is steady and the punches are continuous. Each punch is like an erupting volcano, with roaring sounds and spitting flames.


    The two of them fought, and the surrounding trees were broken in half, leaving cobweb-like depressions on the ground and surrounding walls, as well as slashes of sword marks.


    "The elves are a favored race and can spend more time honing their sword skills." The boxer stepped back and briefly distanced himself.


    "It''s not your turn to judge me yet," Tapani said coldly.


    "All of your people are going to die, and you''re not worried at all? You will be the only one left, and you won''t be able to leave." The boxer put his hands behind him, calm and calm.


    Tapani also forced a smile and said, "The investigation team endorsed by the five leaders, do you think you can survive? You want to be a coward, but you can''t escape the investigation of the leaders."


    "Haha~! I dare to kill you, and you are still trying to scare me with this? All that is left for you is death..."


    As he spoke, Boxer suddenly looked forward.


    Smoke and dust billowed from a building in the central area.


    How did you find it there?


    …


    Street fighting area.


    The sound of rows of bowstrings is clear.


    The army found the front difficult to penetrate and began to surround it, using long range to consume the Association''s manpower.


    Arrows rained down, and the members of the association were in a panic.


    Outside the association, corpses had piled up into a hill.


    The old mage Gianvito showed the terrifying strength of an 18th-level mage, but it was difficult to withstand such a large-scale attack.


    Wind, thunder and flames burst out.


    Thousands of targets to kill.


    Similarly, the continuous casting of spells also made his face become paler and his expression was sluggish.


    "Protect the priests and treat the wounded." Gianvito, with a messy beard, turned around and said.


    He raised his head and drank the potion, waving the staff.


    A strong wind blew up, and most of the falling arrows were blown away.


    The priest reached into his arms, took out a jade talisman and crushed it suddenly.


    The next second, holy light descended from the sky, and the choir sang.


    The injuries of the wounded are healing, and the physical strength of the combatants is also recovering rapidly.


    Under the holy light, some of the corpse attendants transformed by Wu Heng let out painful wails and turned into wisps of ashes and scattered away under the holy light.


    "Damn it, keep these undead away from the Holy Light."


    (End of chapter)
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