I don’t know if it’s because of the paranoia of being persecuted, or because of the anger of young people who have been driven away for four hundred years and can’t go home. When they see people who don’t belong to them, they want to exclude them first.
"Chiron, clear their heads!"
"Understood." Chiron's hand was already on the bow, and the arrow broke away from the string, exploding the cannonball in the air, and several other arrows also flew towards the man who fired the cannon over a disagreement.
Due to the disparity in fighting power, the man was nailed to the tree and looked miserable. However, the man was only hit by an arrow in his right shoulder, and the rest of the arrows were stuck on his clothes, connecting him to the tree.
"Lance!" The other Sandians shouted his name and turned their heads, ready to take action.
"Hey! It was your people who took action first!" Eric said angrily: "It's unreasonable!"
"But he didn't hurt you!" one of the masked men responded.
"That's because we were strong enough to avoid getting hurt! If ordinary people were hit by a cannonball, they would die!!" Eric complained with all his strength.
"The fact is that you stepped on the soil of our hometown. Although he struck first, you were unharmed, and you hurt him." These Sandians must have been bullied, and as a result, their hostility accumulated, and they felt that the world Everyone on the list seemed to owe him a debt, and he also treated Eric and others as soft persimmons.
"According to what you said, if the weak ones are killed casually, they will be killed, but the strong ones will not be allowed to fight back even if they follow up?" Eric was not prepared to indulge them in their anger: "You are only allowed to hit me, not I fight back? Who do you think you are?!"
"What did you say!" Everyone in Sandia was also furious. They were not willing to play supporting roles and were also offended by Eric's words.
"...Souga, in the anime I thought you were quite pitiful and you were kicked out of your home, but now it seems that you are quite hateful, thanks to that guy Gan Fore who always wanted to reconcile." Eric whispered. He cursed and decided to beat them up before saying: "Knock them all to the ground, be careful of all kinds of shells, they may be hidden in the hands and feet."
"Understood." Several people had already prepared.
"Go!" There was a roar from the opposite side, and the Sandian man behind him, who could no longer bear it, quickly leaned over with the Feng Bei on his feet.
"Shoot quickly!" The bowstring was plucked quickly, and dozens of arrows formed a wave of arrows and flew towards them.
"Be careful not to get frostbite~" Da Vinci set the mechanical claw on his right hand to spray ice, with a range of twenty to thirty meters. The Sandians on the path were unable to avoid it, and most of them suffered frostbite, although they could not freeze into ice like the Aoki Pheasant. However, the frost covered their bodies, their bodies became stiff, their movement speed decreased, and their faces turned livid due to the cold.
"Bury." Chitong still said the same slogan to concentrate, and knocked them to the ground one by one with the back of the knife. After all, the physique and swordsmanship were very different from Chitong, and Chitong could also see and smell domineering - too The web of hearts in their mouths.
"But whoosh!" The leader on the opposite side saw that his companions were all beaten to death, so he rushed to the front line, targeting Eric!
'I knew I couldn't hide! Is boss versus boss and subordinate versus subordinate a regular program? ! Although Eric was slandering him in his heart, actual combat was exactly what he lacked, and he would not give up the opportunity for actual combat.
"Take the move! [Hegemony]!" Use the newly learned flying slash to slash at the opponent.
"What!" The Sandians, who had never seen anything like this before, were unable to dodge, and were instantly killed by the move, with blood spurting out from the huge wounds on their bodies.
"Didn't you say that you won't use [Hegemony] again until your strength is improved enough?" Chitong asked curiously.
"Ah, I just called out the name, but didn't use it. I just haven't thought of the name of the flying slash yet, so I'll use this name instead."
"It's only been a few minutes, and you're all lying on the ground? Are you here to stir up trouble? I really look up to you if you haven't been exterminated." Eric spat disdainfully: "Ha~ spit."
"Forget it, forget it." Uncle Li Zitou came over and said to Xini: "Don't be familiar with them, and leave quickly." Maybe they feel that they are the descendants of the great warrior Kalgra who was acquainted with Nolando in their ancestors. Although they hate Nolando, they still It would be better not to save their lives.
Eric glanced at Sandia who was lying on the ground and walked away without saying a word. He had already recognized the Sandia man as Weber, who was known as the War Ghost. Although his hair was not a comb, he looked very similar. , that guy is an invincible Xiaoqiang, he can stand up after being knocked down several times, and even if he dies, it has nothing to do with him, they were the ones who made the first move, so let’s understand it in self-defense.
"By the way, uncle, how many packs of cigarettes do you have a day? Be careful of getting lung cancer." After leaving the unpleasant Sandians, Eric regained his smile and made a joke about the chestnut-headed uncle.
"I'm used to it. I can't smoke when I'm in the water. I smoke as hard as I can when I'm on the ground. This is my third pack today."
"It's too much! Leonardo da Vinci, make him a cigarette holder to prevent him from getting lung cancer and dying early."
"Brother Captain is really enthusiastic, leave it to me."
"No, don't bother, it's okay." Uncle Li Zitou wanted to refuse. After all, smokers know that smoking is bad, but they can't quit, so they continue to smoke.
"Slap me... with this... thing!" Leonardo da Vinci's face came closer and he said word for word. It was quite scary. After all, it was the exact same face as the person in the Mona Lisa painting, huh? Painted skin?
"Eric, what are you thinking about?" Leonardo turned around and asked, either knowing something or thinking that Eric was thinking of something good.
"It's nothing, I feel like it's Da Vinci, it was done so quickly. Hahaha..." Eric changed the subject and began to praise Da Vinci for the speed of production, giggling in the hope that he could get away with it.
"I've been smoking for a while, so I did this in advance. So, what were you thinking about just now, my captain brother?" A perfect face and a perfect smile, but the combination looks terrifying.
"Stop! This is where God lives!" Gan Fore's guards stood in front of several people.
"We just finished fighting the Sandians, are God's guards here again?" Eric sighed.
"I just came here to take a look at the Golden Land Shandora and the Golden Bell! I left immediately after seeing it." Kulikai shouted, after all, he was about to arrive, but someone kept interrupting him. The duel with Nolando will also come to an end. Whether it is a big liar or the Golden Land really exists will be verified soon!
"Again, there are rude people who are here looking for gold and treasure! Catch them!" It is estimated that there are people from Lanhai who have come here before. They want to find treasures or have heard rumors about gold. They have come here and carried out theft and destruction. They are deeply worried about this. Of course, the ailing guards couldn't let them go.
"Wait a minute!" came the voice of an old man. He had a long white beard, thin cheeks, and a big white muzzle. It was Gan Fore who was still in the divine position.
"Finally, I don't have to take action anymore, but it's hard to say." It's not Undertale (a game), so being able to do it without taking action, with more words and branch options, is better than fighting all the way through.
"I just saw the Golden Land and the Golden Bell! This is a duel between me and that bastard I had 400 years ago!" Uncle Li Zitou was very excited, and he never regarded Nolando as an ancestor. Instead, he regarded him as an ancestor. The enemy who messed up his life.
"I understand, please come with me." Gan Fore agreed. This man was too old and kind.
"Lord God, please take back your life!"! ,
"Lord God, if they have any malicious intentions..."
As a result, his men were more troublesome, and the emperor was less anxious than the eunuchs.
"I believe them, come on." Gan Fore turned around and started to lead the way.
