The place where the two sides met was on the entrance and exit of the log guardrail of Ximu Town.

People come and go here. Now, as soon as the two stopped, they felt murderous intent in their hearts. An indescribable cold evil aura filled the scene. This scene was like two giant dragons had already set up their formation and were about to start to fuck them. It was a person who could feel the wild breath that was spread out.

The people at the entrance of the town felt a violent palpitation, and instinctively stayed away from Rollin and Samar, looking at them from afar, eyes full of horror.

"Do it?" Aiona stood beside Rowlin and asked softly. Now the other party has only two war demons and one sword saint. The facts have proved that Rowlin's power can easily deal with the sword saint, and her power has been completely restored. It is no problem to hold the two war demons to buy time for Rowlin.

The only concern is that if you take action here, there will definitely be a lot of additional casualties. Of course, this is just a small problem. As long as Rollin says to take action, Eona will have no worries.

Rollin looked at Samair and was also weighing in his heart that this undead sword saint is definitely a key figure in the Dark Legion. Killing him is a major loss to the Dark Legion. As for the innocence, if he doesn't do this now, more innocent lives will die in the future because of this guy.

Moreover, this guy is also improving. After not seeing him during this period, this person actually learned to restrain his breath, which led to the two of them discovering each other when they meet. Of course, such an opponent is better off being at peace, otherwise he will be hiding in the dark and guarding him against sneak attacks every day, which will be very painful.

Luo Lin has a decisive temperament and will never express compassion indecisively at this time. With a flash of thought, he made a decision and would kill him today.

His eyes were staring at Samar. The aura in his body suddenly became extremely sharp. The hand holding the sword was slightly used, and the cloud-patterned sword slowly unsheathed, making a low and creeping sword roar.

Seeing that the battle was inevitable, Samar sighed in secretly. He didn't expect to meet this Maple Leaf Earl here. He despised this man when he just got the soul fragment of Morovogen. He thought that he could easily fight and win it with the essence of the martial arts of the mentor and the Full Moon Sword Saint. However, the two confrontations above the Dragon Bone Hill made him clearly realize the gap between the two sides. This gap was extremely difficult to make up. Although there were two war demons known for their brute force standing beside him, this did not give him any comfort.

In this situation, this battle is inevitable. He can only let go of all his distractions, draw his sword, and prepare to face the enemy.

Two peak swordsman-level powerhouses in this duel, as long as the people around him were a little sensitive, they could feel the terrible situation. They had been hiding far away long ago, such as the mercenary hunting dog. When Luo Lin held the sword, he quickly retreated and found a safe place to hide.

This is not his disloyalty, but his understanding of the terrible power of the lord he followed very well. This peerless powerful man who can kill the mountain giant in the blink of an eye. This person who made him take so seriously must be a weak hand. Where can he intervene at this level of battle?

Of course, the guards at the entrance of Ximu Town also saw this conflict. In fact, they had discovered these two special people long ago. As early as when they were not in a relationship with each other, the guard captain of the town whispered to a soldier beside him: "Go and find the goblin warriors and ask them to come over quickly and all of them come over. You just say that if you come later, something big will happen to the entrance of the town!"

The soldier took the order and ran back to the town.

The captain of the guard was still staring at the two soldiers at the entrance of the town, with a look of worry. He had been guarding the town gate for almost ten years. The soldiers who came to Ximu Town had seen countless powerful Silver Moon Warriors, terrifying steam goblin warriors, and even those strong and tall Minotaur slave warriors, but no one could do like the two people in front of him. He gave him such a swaying feeling as if he was in a storm, as if the entire town would be destroyed in the next moment.

"What a hell!" The guard captain muttered secretly, tightened his leather armor, and tried to shrink back as much as possible, hoping that those proud goblin warriors would appear soon.

Yes, it is a goblin warrior. Although this is a town of the human race, the human race warriors are not strong enough and their equipment is not good enough. For example, the guard captain, he has a set of ordinary leather armor made of river lizard skin. Although the sword in his hand is the best steel sword in the town, his forging technology is extremely poor, which is wasting this good steel.

Human soldiers like them can only suppress ordinary mercenaries. If they want to make those powerful mercenaries obey the rules of Ximu Town, they have to rely on the goblin warriors hired by the mayor for a lot of money.

In fact, Ximu Town can always exist because of these goblin warriors.

On the other side.

Rollin was ready to take action, and Eona's magic was ready to go. Samair was the same. The two war demons behind him also took their weapons, leaned over slightly, and kept squirting from their noses, ready to start a charge.

The atmosphere at the entrance of Ximu Town is so gloomy that it makes people breathless, just like dark clouds in the sky directly covering the ground.

Finally, Luo Lin drew his sword out of the sheath, and a sharp sword light flashed, and it was about to hit the opponent, but a "bang" sound came from the town, and a red line that was almost invisible extended towards Luo Lin and Sameier respectively.

Luo Lin's hand suddenly retracted the sharp sword light that was about to burst towards his opponent, then turned, and then there was a loud bang, and a large bunch of Mars suddenly exploded in the dark world under the silver moonlight. Almost at the same time, a piece of wood on the log guard wall next to it exploded with a "bang", and a hole the size of a fist appeared, and wood chips flew around the hole.

At the same moment, Samar on the opposite side also encountered the same thing, and a dazzling ball of Mars exploded from his sword.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly sharp voice came from far and near the town: "Who dares to make trouble in Somir's town?!"

There were footsteps coming from the town, and there were ten people. Judging from the footsteps, they weighed no more than fifty kilograms.

I guess this is the goblin warrior. The previous attack was very powerful, which reminded Rollin of modern rifles on Earth, shooting at the opponent at a terrible speed at the terrible speed, causing huge lethality.

He didn't know much about the power of these goblins, but if all ten goblins took this weapon, it would be enough to pose a threat to him. So after hearing the sound, Rollin took back his sword, remained silent, and prepared to observe and talk about it.

But Sameier's temper was much hotter than Rollin. He was attacked for no reason in his full battle. The only sense of honor left in his heart made him furious and roared back: "Where are the musketeers who are here to seek death!"

Well, in his opinion, this should be some kind of excellent dwarf musket, which is quite powerful, but not worth the surprise at all.

"It's me, Lord Somir, a humble mercenary!" The goblin who was speaking had arrived at the entrance of the town. He narrowed his slender eyes and observed back and forth between Samar and Rollin, with a arrogant expression and very obvious contempt.

Luo Lin was also looking at the goblin who claimed to be an adult. His light gray skin, less than one meter three in height, thin arms, big head, long pointed ears, big nose, and a big mouth with at least five big gold teeth in his mouth. He was wearing a well-made leather armor, with a thin mail outside the leather armor, and a short sword hanging around his waist. Of course, the most conspicuous thing was the sniper rifle with a scope in his hand.

Yes, it is a sniper rifle, which is very precisely made and has a very similar shape to the earth's technological products. The barrel is at least 70 cm. The traces of rifle can be seen from the vaguely visible muzzle. But there are also differences. The gun has complex magic patterns on the body, and a ruby ​​with strong magic fluctuations is also inlaid under the scope. These additional details bring a lot of magic style to this powerful weapon.

Aiona said that goblins are very good at alchemy and mechanical skills. Now that they see this precisely crafted magic sniper rifle, Rollin has to admit that this is true.

This gun, not to mention the level of alchemy, just talking about the level of mechanical craftsmanship, is already comparable to that of modern earth.

What made Rollin even more afraid was that in addition to Somir's sniper rifle, the other nine goblins also held similar weapons. Although their weapons looked less powerful than Somir's, their shapes and sizes were almost the same. Unless they were carefully compared and could hardly see the difference between them if they were separated by one.

This shows that goblins have the ability to produce on a large scale in industrial scale, which contains a lot of things, including the formulation of standards, developed mathematics, mature mechanical theories, etc., a complete set of treasures that require time to accumulate.

Looking at the humans around them, they respected this goblin so respectful. Although these goblins are short and thin and ugly in appearance, when they appear, especially the Somir, the human guards, pedestrians and others at the entrance of the town all bow to him, and the goblins ignore it, which is obviously used to it.

Rollin was not surprised by this because he knew that this goblin had this qualification. What made him qualified was not his individual power, but the power of racial civilization.

This can be said to be the greatest power in the world. Gods dare not confront each other head-on, and can only take advantage of the situation. Think about the human civilization on earth, changing the world, turning the sea into mulberry fields is just a matter of raising hands!

This is also the power that Rolling truly pursues.

Because of this, although Luo Lin has excellent martial arts skills, he never shows off his personal courage unless it is really necessary.

But this was just Rolling's idea, and Sameier didn't think so at all. He scoffed at this confident and arrogant little thing: "It's ridiculous to be a dwarf-like thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a 'click' sound. Ten earthlings were neatly aiming the 'musket' in their hands at him, and then Somir sneered: "Mercenary, kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, otherwise I will kill you on the spot on the charge of despising the special envoy!"

Luo Lin watched coldly. He found that when the goblin said the charge in a proper tone, there was no surprise on the faces of the human race around him. Instead, everyone looked at Samar, surprised at the man's boldness that he dared to collide with Lord Somir.

From the small to the big, we can see the strength of the goblins in the dark area and the weakness of the human race. However, in the face of such a shame without leaving any room for anything, what would this undead sword saint do? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!