The torrent of steel made up of soldiers in the dawn roared by.

For these elites in the hundreds of battles, obeying the commander's orders is instinct, and the direction pointed by the commander's sword is the direction of charge.

And everything that stands on the charge has only one result: destroy!

The team that flocked in was crushed by the soldiers burning at dawn like chopping melons and vegetables.

There are no exceptions.

Even if there are many extremely special existences hidden in this team for ordinary people.

charge!

charge!

charge!

The spear pointed forward, and a body was pierced. The controlled puppets were not afraid at all. They retreated one after another and rushed towards the dawn soldiers. A man with a faint metallic glow all over his body stood in front of the charge team.

clang!

Amid the sound of metal attacks, the unstoppable spear was blocked, and the opponent's body was not pierced, and it was only about an inch.

"You really think the person I choose will be ordinary..."

puff!

Before Peters could finish his words, he was interrupted by an oncoming sword.

The sword flashed and the head flew high.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse was picked up by a spear and fell to the ground, and was trampled into meat paste by the subsequent war horses.

special?

What's wrong with special?

For the soldiers who burned dawn, there were so many special times in the era they lived in. They had seen a lot and killed more with their own hands!

They have already had how to cooperate to kill those special guys.

Not only does this work, but they never mind killing more.

"combustion"

"dawn!"

Amid the sound of the bugle, the team belonging to Peters was penetrated.

The remaining men fled to the sides, and were once again surrounded by the igniting dawn soldiers who had split into two.

Such an annihilation battle is so familiar to the soldiers burning dawn.

It's so familiar that it's like eating and sleeping.

And this is a disaster for Peters.

He watched the people who were carefully selected by him and had the power that ordinary people could not reach died one by one under the spear and sword, and the anger in his heart began to grow stronger and stronger.

He vowed to kill Qin Ran.

Just as he once vowed to get that thing.

And now?

The person he was going to kill was holding what he wanted.

"I will let you understand!"

"What will happen if you anger me!"

A gray-haired old man yelled at Qin Ran in the distance.

The opponent is extremely skilled and very fast.

This is also an important reason why the other party can survive until now.

But that's it.

As the other party yelled, a spear pierced through the other party's chest.

puff!

The sharp gun blade shook, and the body fell aside. The knight rushed towards the next target without stopping.

Qin Ran's eyes were withdrawn from the battlefield.

He looked to one side.

There, Erbys.k slowly walked out of the shadow.

"I haven't returned to my true body for a long time."

“It feels so strange.”

The other party said as he walked, and every step forward, his breath became stronger.

When he walked to Qin Ran, the other party's aura was pressing down towards Qin Ran like a mountain.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary mountain.

It has a strong smell of blood.

It is entangled by resentful spirits.

The vengeful spirits let out loud roars.

The resentful gaze belonging to the undead stared at Qin Ran.

Needless to say, ordinary people, even strong people who are praised will be frightened and even have their hearts and minds under such a look.

But Qin Ran?

People who dare to look at Qin Ran or creatures in any sense should be prepared for...death at any time.

The roar of the resentful spirit suddenly stopped.

In their wide eyes, resentment was replaced by dullness.

In their vision, the hateful living still stands there.

They should tear each other apart according to instinct.

but……

But there was an existence that shouldn't have appeared in their vision.

In the dark, unrelated land of the dead.

On one side, the pale wall that supports the heaven and earth, one soul after another is nailed to it.

The mermaid's tears were covered with rust spikes. In the hands of a black figure, the other party held a wooden hammer in his hand, and the spikes pointed at his body, one after another.

pain!

pain!

Without reason, they can feel all this.

This kind of feeling tells them that this is them.

They wail.

They beg for mercy.

But useless.

The spikes pierced the limbs and torso, and they could only let the extinguished wind blow their firmly secured bodies.

But this is not the most terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is that they see their relatives and their friends are nailed to their side one by one.

No!

Can't do this!

Burying deep in my heart, it has long turned into obsessions, allowing their crazy characters to appear in front of me and be treated cruelly. The resentful spirits raised their heads, looked at the only existence in the sky, and begged for mercy loudly.

They are willing to trade everything for the peace where the obsession is.

Even if it is...

Your own life.

Bang, bang!

One after another, the resentful spirit burst, and the sound was like broken glass, crisp and pleasant at the same time, shattered.

Erbys.k took a step back, his body swayed slightly, and his already pale face became more and more pale.

The other party escaped [Gallop of the Dead].

Qin Ran was not surprised by this.
To be continued...