Infinite: die ten times first to add to the fun

The light on the city lord was blocked by him, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

The stupid man chuckled: "City Lord, you don't know, these guys are as brittle as paper after being blessed by the fairy. I dented half of the weird head with one hammer, and with the second hammer He smashed half of Wei Wei's head into pieces, and with the third hammer, Wei Wei's shoulder was left with a bare neck."

He gestured to the one-meter-and-a-half-meter-diameter hammer in his hand. The hammer was spherical with some irregularly distributed sharp protrusions on it.

While he was making gestures, pieces of flesh and dirty blood continued to drip down, and the city lord stepped back without leaving a trace.

The city lord stopped his lively demonstration and asked, "Where are the dwarves and the others?"

The silly guy put the hammer on the ground beside him. When it came into contact with the ground, he made a muffled sound: "They must be almost there. When I came back, I saw that they were also in the final stage."

Those who can fight against the Destruction-level weirdos are all at the Destruction-level or World-Destroying level. They were tied with the Weirds before and even had the upper hand. After the light of purification weakened the Weirds, these weirdos were not theirs at all. opponent.

It's just that Weird is extremely difficult to kill. Unless it is burned to ashes with fire, sooner or later a head will grow back.

But in wartime, that is, now, trying to burn Weird to death with fire is tantamount to wishful thinking.

What's more, the destructive-level monsters can easily reach hundreds of meters in size, and the amount of firewood they require is a terrifying amount.

The city lord glanced at his scarred body and took two steps to the side: "You have worked hard these days. Let's take a good look at Mr. Hua."

The silly guy smiled and walked away with his sledgehammer.

The city lord continued to walk out, and several figures supporting each other came into view. His cold eyes warmed slightly, and his brows couldn't help but relax, but there were still a few creases between the eyebrows, but now they looked more like permanent Left with sorrow.

"Why is it hurt so badly?"

"City Lord." The two less injured ones greeted him first, and then explained: "Before the light of purification came, two destructive level weirdos suddenly went berserk. The thin man couldn't dodge, so he took a hard hit, but the problem is not It’s quite serious, just let Old Man Hua treat it.”

The city lord nodded and prepared to turn aside to let them pass first.

However, they did not leave. Instead, they frowned: "City Lord, I remember that you were injured and were taken down, right? How was your injury?"

The city lord subconsciously moved his unconscious shoulders, with no expression on his face: "Old Man Hua took care of it, it's not a big problem."

The thin man between the two raised his head. His face was extremely pale, and his lips were almost the same color as his transparent white skin. At first glance, it was a sign of excessive blood loss.

"City Lord, you still need to have a good rest. The battle ahead has basically stabilized. The dwarf is guarding the front. Even if there is a destructive level of weirdness, he will be there to handle it. You should rest more."

His eyes, which were excessively protruding due to his thinness, were bright and had the clarity to see through everything.

The city lord touched his nose and looked away, with a hint of guilt in his voice that he was not even aware of: "I'll go take a look, you go back and have a good rest."

One person frowned and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the thin man shaking his head.

After walking some distance, the man said, "Why don't you let me tell you?"

The thin man coughed twice, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips. He curled his fingers and wiped it away: "It's not like you don't know the character of the city lord. Only if he can be obedient and sit down obediently can there be ghosts. Besides, he knows it in his heart. There are still dwarfs outside. Well, he will keep an eye on it."

The man frowned: "He knows what's going on!" His tone was rather gritty.

But there was nothing he could do, so he finally sighed and went to find Old Man Hua with the thin man in his arms.

The city lord walked behind the defense line alone and looked at the battle ahead.

After the light of purification, the situation of the war was indeed one-sided.

However, this time it was one-sided towards humans.

There were also injuries on the front line one after another, but because the injuries were not that serious, the soldiers who had been gritting their teeth and persisting retreated.

The city lord walked all the way to the front. Whether it was the smell of blood on the tip of his nose or the sounds of fighting, he felt a sudden sense of unreality.

He even felt that everything in front of him was a dream, or an illusion that he had before his death.

Weird...it turns out to be nothing more than that...

"City Lord, why did you come out?" A man who was estimated to be just over 1.6 meters tall jumped out of that corner. On the vast star where the average person is 1.9 meters tall, his height is indeed somewhat inconspicuous.

But he has an exceptionally handsome face. Just looking at his face, it would be no exaggeration to say that he is a star in modern society.

The city lord lowered his head slightly and said, "Come out and take a look."

The dwarf circled around him, his eyes fixed on his back: "Is the city lord injured?"

The city lord lowered his head and glanced at his clothes and found that he was walking in a hurry. When he came out, he was wearing dirty clothes. Although his back was not torn, he knew without looking that it was probably stained with blood.

He gathered his robe carelessly: "Small injury."

But the expression on the short man's face clearly showed disbelief, but he didn't say much: "The weird strength has been reduced a lot, and the remaining should be between 50% and 40%."

The city lord stared forward, and couldn't help but crush the fingertips hanging by his side.

The dwarf glanced at him and said with emotion: "The Immortal is really amazing..."

"Yes."

With just a simple wave of his hand, all problems seemed to be solved.

It was obviously a disaster that would destroy them, but with the appearance of an immortal, it seemed very simple.

The dwarf tilted his head and looked at the half-round blurry ball of light on the horizon.

"City Lord, tell me, what is this ball of light? And why did it suddenly appear and shine on the Vast Star?"

"I don't know, but there are rumors that one thousand two hundred years ago, there was light on the Vast Star. It's just a pity that the first immortal who became an immortal fell with his sword, not only leaving the gap leading to the abyss , causing the light on the Vast Star to gradually disappear.

As for how he reappeared on the Vast Star, it might have been another blow. "

The dwarf didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly laughed and joked: "If the fairy really strikes the other side of the Vast Star with another sword, will the Vast Star be split in half?"

The city lord looked behind him and shook his head and said it was impossible: "The fairy wouldn't let the vast star break into two halves, right? And the people guarding the crack didn't come back to report. Besides, the fairy is different from the sinner."

Although that sword brought about a huge explosion of spiritual energy in a short period of time, the consequences were immeasurable.

As early as hundreds of years ago, the names of sinners could not be washed away.