Killing Evolution From a Sword

In the violent and fiery sandstorm, a crimson lava sword light suddenly stabbed out!

The eyes of the jackal guard were as wide as a copper bell.

And that crimson sword glow directly penetrated his head without any delay.

But the strange thing is that the bright red blood didn't splash out at all.

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the second-rank primary demigod, and gain 300 points of energy! 】

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the second-rank primary demigod, and gain 300 points of energy! 】

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[Ding, kill the second-rank primary demigod and get three thousand evolution points! 】

Under the horrified eyes of another guard, his companion turned into shriveled human skin like paper.

The extremely strong sense of fear, at this moment, like a steel clamp, instantly grabbed the heart of the jackal guard.

And just as he was stunned by shock and fear, another figure passed by.

A cold light emerged and cut off his head.

And the warning sound that the Gnoll guard was about to blurt out was stuck in his throat forever.

Mond rode the blood-eyed black tiger and rushed into the caravan of the Blood Knife Merchant Group.

An incomparably rich murderous aura erupted.

The high-ranking aura of the third rank directly enveloped the entire caravan.

Mond shouted loudly: Everyone, no one will be left, and no one will be spared!

Yes, my lord!

All the soldiers under his command roared angrily.

The wolf cavalry charged at the fastest speed.

They were extremely familiar with driving the divine steed wolf under their seats, and rushed into the caravan frantically.

The sharp and sharp scimitar, like a waning moon, flickered and lit up in the caravan.

Every time it lights up, there will be a wolf man guard, or the figure of a businessman, who will fall down directly, splashing a pool of blood on the ground.

And the burly and sturdy barbarian, riding a land lizard, is even more violent and ferocious.

The land lizard was originally a good mount in the wasteland, and the barbarian was a born warrior.

Under the powerful combination, the barbarian directly rode the khaki-colored land lizard, and instantly knocked the carriages and camels flying in a circle.

The ferocious land lizard even killed the camels carrying the living animals on the spot.

The barbarian rode the land lizard, rushed into the caravan, jumped off, and enlarged the land lizard to kill himself.

And one by one, the barbarians, holding a machete, began to kill the Quartet.

Many businessmen, as well as the guards, were in a hurry just now, and some even rushed out without wearing their pants.

Soon, there was a cold shadow of a knife, and the head rolled down.

Barbarians, continue to look for the next target.

At this time, the deserter warriors finally rushed into the caravan of the Blood Knife Merchant Group.

Looking down from above.

Under the wind and sand all over the sky, black shadows rushed into the encirclement of the carriage.

Then a splash of bright red blood splashed out.

Soon, this splash of blood quickly magnified and spread in a very short period of time.

All of a sudden, the entire caravan was filled with the smell of blood, and there were corpses and splashed blood everywhere in the entire caravan.

The screams, as well as the wailing before dying, can be heard endlessly.

ah--

Enemy attack—

Block them, damn it, don't—

...

All the members of the caravan relaxed their vigilance under the wind and sand all over the sky.

But they never expected that at this most unlikely moment, the claws of the god of death stretched out.

And with one catch, everyone's life will be taken away.

Mond was riding a blood-eyed black tiger, and a cold smile quickly spread from the corner of his mouth.

And the incomparably powerful momentum is like a mountain, covering the hearts of all enemies.

As long as he stands there, he is like a mountain, making all the guards of the Blood Knife Merchant Group fearful.

And the black tiger he was sitting on jumped out from time to time, picked up a wolf man, and beat his teeth for sacrifice.

As for those who were still stubbornly resisting, they soon felt a very terrifying pressure, which suddenly fell on their hearts.

No, it should be above your own soul.

They looked towards Mond.

But the scimitar in front of him has already struck.

The last scene of all of them was the strange long sword that was holding blood in Mond's hand.

This... this is a magic sword!

But no one cares about their thoughts and eyes.

The battle broke out amidst the billowing wind and sand all over the sky, and it was too fast to cover the ears.

The battle also ended quickly amidst the wind and sand all over the sky.

All the members of this Blood Knife Merchant Caravan were killed, and there was not a single prisoner left behind.

Of course, Mond didn't need prisoners either.

Norman, Irene, and Lena rode the land lizard and slowly walked into the business group.

The old magician looked at the corpses on the ground and the mountains of goods around him, and turned to look at Mond with a look of admiration in his eyes.

Mond looked at him, laughed and said, Old man, don't we have money now?

Yes, my lord, my lord is wise!

The old magician complimented.

Being able to hear these words from Norman, who has always been calm and wise, Mond's smile became even stronger.

He continued: Go and count the harvest and battle damage. After cleaning the battlefield, we will set off immediately!

By the way, the trophies of the guards of the Blood Knife Merchant Group will belong to whoever kills them. We will bring back those valuable goods that are easy to take away in exchange for more soldiers!

Norman nodded: Follow your orders, my lord!

After speaking, the old magician immediately went to convey the order and count the battle damage.

Soon, Mond's order was conveyed.

Immediately, there was a burst of cheers among the soldiers.

Many barbarian warriors who killed a lot and were powerful roared excitedly.

They harvested their own trophies, and their loyalty to Mond was even higher.

Soon, the battle damage will be counted.

In this raid battle, only a dozen soldiers were injured in the end, not even one died.

But the harvest is very rich.

It can be said that it is a big win with huge profits.

When the old magician was reporting, he couldn't help but smile from the corner of his mouth, and even jokingly said: My lord, I feel that I will be the first to participate in the next battle. It would be better to cast a spell first!

Hahaha, okay, old man, next time you just cover it with magic!

It's the same, all the gains from the caravan guards belong to you!

We keep the rest for other purposes!

Mond agreed with a laugh.

Although the old magician was just joking, but before the raid, sweeping the magic once can indeed have greater lethality and end the battle faster.