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"It's really not like what you can say." Wasted complained.

"Uh, then what should I say?" Trojan asked suspiciously.

Wasted also thought for a while before saying, "Is it possible that you are at the second level of middle school? Shouldn't you mean...you new humans are so stupid?"

Although he said words that didn't suit his own style at all, it seemed so natural to waste the words, so that the observers clearly heard that they were new humans, but they sensed that the subject of the words seemed to be beastmen. Same.

As expected of an S-rank adventurer capable of taunting anytime and anywhere.

Hearing him say that, the Trojan horse couldn't help but choke, and it took a long time to retort: ​​"When did I say such a thing?!"

Waste: "Hey, didn't you say that?"

Trojan horse: "Never said that!"

"Aren't all young people like this now?" The old god of waste is there, and I don't see him making any moves. After the blue light passed, several people were pulled away by his invisibility cloak in the distance, and they were hundreds of meters away. How he did it: "I often say things like I am the king of the world."

The Trojan horse went over to send them off the assembly line with a few arrows, but was still talking back: "Shouldn't you be a kid in junior high school or senior high school who can say such things? I'm already 27 years old."

"Age has never been the reason for judging middle school," said the black-haired adventurer. The waste of the uncle who thought his mental age was already appropriate has pulled out a few ambushes one after another. Kill, "Besides, 27 years old is indeed still a young man."

The fast Trojan in his hand was about to go crazy because of this topic: "Do we have to talk about these issues here?"

"That's good," Wasted changed the subject understandingly (it's strange), he stopped and didn't continue to lift the other people's cloaks, it was also because the rest of the lurkers were too far away from him, and someone who was onset of laziness didn't want to Hands on, "How long are you going to fight here?"

"Until the end of the war, I will deal with all hostile new humans." Trojan horse sighed, and he was rather resentful when talking about this topic, "The money of the vice president of Dingwangtai is not easy to earn."

Even if it wasn't a waste to help him tear off the invisibility cloak, he still shot one arrow, and the accuracy was not less than half a point.Waste stood aside, secretly calculating, even just for a short while, there were at least fifty or sixty people who were sent offline by him.

That is to say, the frequency is high during this period of time. People from other forces who sneaked in probably did not expect that at this tense time, the Dingwangtai Guild would even have free masters to deal with them. They did not react for a while and gave away so many Resurrection Gem.

But as soon as 5 minutes passed, even the poorest commander could issue a serious order. Whether it was a counterattack, a transfer or even a retreat, it meant that the trojan horse would not gain so much in the future.

Moreover, the suspended corridor is not the place with the best view, so it is no wonder that the wooden horse climbed to the top of the tallest watchtower.

It didn’t seem like a waste to tell your own direction at all, and you showed a pair of white wings like phantoms in a big way, flapped and rolled up the airflow, and the Trojan horse flew over the eaves of the suspended corridor—this place is much better than the corridor with four shelters just now , the next second his body moved, wasted pulling out the silk thread and following up with the same movement.

The heights of the two are about the same, and there is no difference in body shape. If someone sees their movements at this moment, they probably rub their eyes hard and suspect that they are dazzled.

The speed is not very fast, how can I see afterimages?

Once on the roof, the field of vision is much better, but the Trojan Horse, which is not as easy to kill the enemy as before, shoots arrows much slower, and more time is spent on searching, aiming and accumulating power.His pet Ah Bai hovered above, and his soybean-sized eyeballs occasionally flashed orange-yellow skill lights. Needless to say, he knew how much credit he had for this.

The waste of keeping up with the eaves can't help but think of his pet. Recently, he took his family Xiaoxue to level up, and the little leopard has also risen to more than 20 levels, but even if he rises to many levels, the only skill that the little leopard masters is There is only [Spirit-Show cuteness], eat and sleep every day, eat and sleep, have free time to run around with the owner, let waste hug him if he can't run, from the behavior point of view, he is no different from a house cat up.

Waste can only mourn in silence for his domestication skills. He has seen Xiaoxue's mother before. She is a beautiful, fierce female leopard with a strong and vigorous posture. ... It seems that it has not got the good genes of its mother at all.

At such a dangerous moment, don't let it come out to play.

Thinking of this, the waste who was sitting on the ground watching the Trojan horse archery suddenly lay back.

A thin sword condensed with scarlet skill light pierced through the silk nets he had laid layer upon layer and stabbed in front of his eyes.

At the same time, there was a wild snowflake and a freezing cold, and the hoarfrost spread to the silk thread and climbed the wasted fingers along the route.

In an instant, his fingers turned pale.

Metal wires collided with ice picks.

Ding--

The deceleration effect of ice and snow had already taken effect on Wasted, and he relied on his willpower to make himself take a step forward.

The thin thread was wrapped around the wrist of the ice elemental user, and pierced through the gap into the flesh. The paralysis effect caused by the flashing thunder did indeed occur, and the ice elemental user was thrown out firmly in the next second.

Then, dodging the waste of the rapier piercing skill, he kicked the melee fighter with the rapier, and cut her neck with a filament under her unbelievable gaze.

Looking back, the ice elemental user who was thrown away has been dealt with by the Trojan horse.

"I'm a bit regretful." Wasted was a little out of breath.

"It's the first time I've seen someone break through your defense so quickly." Trojan nodded.

"First of all, we are not so familiar that you know every battle process of mine like the back of your hand. Second," Waste raised two fingers, "I said regret is not that I didn't arrange the line array well."

"What is that regret?" Reflexively asked this sentence, and the Trojan horse felt that the answer would not please him very much in the next second.

As expected, Wasted eyes flitted towards him with a smile.

"I'm so stupid, so stupid, I should just let you stay on the top of the transparent tower, let countless people appreciate the heroic figure of the wooden horse fighting, or how to put on a poss to raise your ass...... "

The wooden horse finally couldn't bear to interrupt him: "Why do you always talk about my ass? Where does it bother you?"

Even if it was a waste of sarcasm, he choked for a while, and then retorted: "When did I always talk about your ass?"

"Twice." Trojan imitated his movements and raised two fingers.

"Is two times a lot? Not much at all, okay?" Wasted nonsense, "In the future, if you say too much, please say a number greater than or equal to three?"

"How do you look like a mature adult?" Trojan horse complained about him.

"From the left and right, isn't he the skill of an adult? Although the wooden horse is famous, he is still a child after all." The black-haired adventurer sighed pretendingly.

Trojan horse: ...What is this cheap impulse to hit him?

In order to prevent being dragged by the Trojan horse's enemies again, he wasted a hundred meters back and did not stand with the white-haired birdman. In this way, the firepower concentrated on him was indeed much less, and the threat was no longer a concern. .

Of course, due to the loud comment on the battle 100 meters away, it was too venomous, which led to the fire from both sides, um, let’s not mention it.

Shut up the waste who has been taught a little.

Well...even so, why...

Why, are you in such a happy mood?

It's like sitting on the balcony drinking fruit tea made of light honey water on a sunny afternoon.

sweet.

On the front line, the two mutated crane birds fighting with the Jinyiwei Mercenary Corps uttered hoarse and long calls one after the other. Their long feathers were scattered and fluttered in the wind. fall.

Everyone in Jinyiwei breathed a sigh of relief and began to tidy up.

Stepping on the white light particles of the flight system under the feet of the fire worship leader, he looked around the battlefield wearily.

Even though the high-level think tank of Dingwangtai had considered all the accidents, after several times the skills of solidifying the clouds were dispelled, the battlefield still developed into the current appearance of a big melee, where new human warriors and mutated bird monsters intertwined, The difference between the two sides can no longer be distinguished on the front line.

Only the last layer of the protective energy shield is still supporting, and several huge holes have been broken in the purple light and shadow.

Obviously, there is not much time to support it.

Even the photon cannon fires less and less frequently, only once in a while.

There were a lot of casualties, but the battle was coming to an end, and it was only a matter of time before the ordinary monsters were dealt with. As for the hard-to-handle Tongying, Yinying and Jinying, the mutant crane that died just now was the last one to die.

The battle is coming to an end.

Herein lies the problem.The last Jinying monster has died, but the big boss that should appear has still not appeared.

More than ten minutes have passed, is the big boss not coming?

After the break, the dedicated Jinyiwei mercenary group returned to the work of dealing with ordinary monsters.

After all, the money of 80 imperial troops is really not easy to earn. They have already felt this deeply when they were colleagues before, and the iron cock is talking about him.

Whether it is a colleague or an employer, it is quite disturbing.

And in the command post, the 80 imperial troops who are subject to countless mental attacks every day and every moment have no intention of being affected in the slightest. Anyway, even if those people say these things in front of him, he will not take it seriously, let alone this. Cursed behind his back, but now he is thinking about the same thing as the Fire Worshiper.

It should be said that everyone in this room, and even many people on the battlefield are thinking about this matter.

Why hasn't the boss come out yet?

The 80 forbidden soldiers pressed their temples with their thumbs and murmured, "I have an ominous premonition."

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Everyone thinks, um, how about writing Western Fantasy in Nineteen's next article?