Shreveport.
On his way back from Alexandria, Guimia encountered a Celtic team.
There is no doubt that this Celtics team also has a follower leader.
"Stand there, Celtic." Jimia stood in front of Shreveport without hesitation, with a serious expression on his face that was not good-looking according to normal human aesthetics, and alert. He looked at the figure walking at the front of the Celtic team.
The figure was dressed in white heavy armor and held a sharp spear in his hand. After hearing what Jimia said, he did stand on the spot.
"...You mean, let me stop?"
Ji Miya squinted his eyes, and he could feel the slight smell of blood filling the air.
It was a strong, fishy and pungent smell of blood emanating from the servant wearing heavy white armor.
Jimia's five senses are amplified by the demonic body, and he can smell smells that normal people cannot smell.
The smell emanating from this rider's body has penetrated deeply into the spirit base, and even Jimiya can't help but feel a little shuddering.
Unlike Jimia, who is famous for killing monsters and protecting the people, this servant is famous all over the world because he is a killer.
Jimia didn't say any more. The bone plates appeared on the body silently, condensing to form something like armor, and there were multiple horny thorns, making Jimia look like a heavily armored tank.
"Let me tell you, there should be a lot of people in the town behind you, right?" The servant took the spear off his shoulder, hit it on the ground, shattered a stone, and asked in a high-pitched and casual voice. To Jimia.
"You can't make it." Jimia's voice was full of calm confidence.
"You and your soldiers are like a group of real lunatics, including the king behind you." There was sullenness hidden in Jimiya's voice.
"Well, this time I did meet a master that I like. If it were an ordinary person who summoned me, I would definitely chop that person into ten pieces, right? Hahahahaha——" That slave The reporter laughed, sounding completely irrational.
"...I see, you are a berserker like me. He is indeed a complete lunatic." The bone plates on Jimiya's body have been condensed, and he who was already tall has become even bigger at this moment, like a monster. , but with clear reason in his voice, he looked at the white berserker through the gap behind the bone plate with ferocious eyes.
"What do you people want to do on this continent? Is it possible that you just want to kill these innocent people? Even if these people show obedience to you?"
Jimia questioned.
"Huh? Don't you need to kill the obedient enemy? You bastard is quite tall, but your brain doesn't look very bright." The voice of the white-armored berserker seemed to be filled with doubts and a hint of displeasure.
"Listen carefully, as long as you are an enemy, no matter whether you are compliant or disobedient, whether you are alive or dead, whether you are right or wrong -"
"Just kill them all!"
"This is me! Onimusashi Mori Nagako, the Imperial Guard of the World, I am such a sharp knife!"
"And my master told me -"
Mori Changke's body leaned forward slightly. He was obviously much smaller than he was a few years ago, but he still carried a sense of oppression with a strong smell of blood.
"With this special point, everyone I see - can be an enemy!"
"So big guy..."
There seemed to be a trace of blood coming out from behind the white barrel helmet, making Sen Changke's voice even more crazy.
"You're so big, it must be fun to chop, right?"
Jimia sighed.
Negotiation is useless, not to mention the other party is a berserker.
Therefore, what he needs to do is to stop this madman and the Celtic soldiers behind him.
boom--
boom--
The huge and heavy body began to move, and the acceleration was completed in just a few seconds.
Jimia, like a chariot, rushed in the direction of the Celts.
"Hey, are you planning to take action now? It suits me exactly what I want. Look, I will chop you down first, and then I will chop down all the people in that town!!!" Sen Nagake laughed bloodthirstyly. , moved over equally quickly, and ran towards Jimia crazily.
but--
Guiya's target is not Mori Nagaka.
He knew that for people like Morinagako, once they identify their opponent, they will never change their target until they have solved the opponent or been solved by the opponent.
But the group of Celtic lunatics led by Mori Nagako was different.
They will definitely cross his line of defense when they are fighting with Mori Changke and rush into the town to kill.
Jimia... will never let this happen.
Morinagako stabbed him with a spear, but Ji Miya didn't even dodge. He directly resisted, then ran past Morinagako and crashed into the group of Celtic soldiers.
The Celtics' attack seemed to be tickling in front of Guimia's regenerable bone plate, and Guimia was like a high-speed locomotive crashing into the crowd. All the Celtics along the way were hit by him. It flew up, its limbs folded and broken irregularly, and turned into flying corpses, falling to the ground with blood splattering everywhere.
"Hey - you bastard!" Mori Nagako roared angrily after being ignored, "Your opponent is me!"
But Jimiya seemed not to hear it. After stopping, his body size further increased, and his bone plates overlapped one another, like a giant, tearing apart the Celtic formation crazily.
The Celtics, who had no consciousness at all, rushed towards Jimia without fear of death.
Mori Nagako was also among the rushing team. He roared angrily, danced his spear, and even brought the fellow Celtics into the attack range, attacking Gumia.
Ping——
The spear hit Jimia's bone plate, but did not penetrate Jimia's bone plate. Instead, sparks were ejected.
"...Huh?" Sen Changke seemed a little surprised and was stunned.
Kimiya seized the chance of Mori Nagako being stunned, and directly hit Mori Nagako's body with a huge fist. In an instant, Mori Nagako was hammered away and hit the ground heavily.
Then he turned his head and continued to clean up the Celtic soldiers.
The surrounding terrain has been completely destroyed by Gumia, and Celtic parts are hanging everywhere.
Morinagako had already climbed up from the deep pit that was smashed out, and the helmet on his head fell to the ground, revealing his crazy and bloodthirsty face.
"Okay, okay."
"That's it, that's it-"
"It's monsters like this that are worthy of me killing!!!!"
