Chapter 396: Casiopeya Ionia

The gate of the martyr world's garrison was made of a large amount of alloy, and even the siege cannons took more than a dozen cannons to break through. Now someone can open the gate of the garrison with one blow, which means that his siege's strength is comparable to the power of more than a dozen siege cannons.

The reason why Sierlen decided to use the group of death row prisoners underground was that the death of the cage was the peak of legend. Although there was still a lot of difference with him, even Sierlen would have to work hard to kill him.

"Your Majesty! The ancestral teachings stipulate..." The mercenary who risked his life rushed in was stunned when he heard Sierlen's order, and was shocked.

Sierlen was in a bad mood. Seeing that someone dared to refute him, the red spear directly pierced the mercenary who was still emphasizing his ancestral teachings.

"Don't use dead people to limit me! If the mercenary group can no longer exist, what's the use of ancestral training?"

"Send the order! Let all the people from the top ten mercenaries come! Kill one person and get 100,000 mercenaries to contribute. The position of the mercenary is one of the guests and elders in the world, and ten legendary magic cores! I want you, the group of miscellaneous people, know who is the real king in the Red Rock Highland!" Sier sneered coldly and pulled out a spear from the chest of the previous mercenary and strode out.

"Good! Come again! Hahaha!" The warrior inserted the heavy sword aside, and his fists exuded a heavy earth aura, repelling a warrior who seemed to be a hill in the world.

The man on the other side is not a mediocre man, and like Brutal War, he is not a pure-blooded human, but a powerful warrior with a mixed race between the mountain giant and humans. With the awakened giant bloodline and Brutal War, he has the strength to be as good as Brutal War.

"Roar!" The warrior with giant blood hit the ground hard, his eyes red, raised his fist wrapped in the gray-white rock again, and smashed it hard towards the war. For a moment, the muffled sound spread throughout the square of the station.

Mercenaries from the world of mercenaries swallowed hard. They had a deep understanding of the strength of Giant Rock. Just by taking pictures of others at will, he could seriously injure others. You can see how powerful his power is. But at this moment, he was actually hit by a tauren. What's even more terrifying is that such a tauren knocked away the gate of the station with one blow!

I remember that the second-ranked mercenary group that had rebelled and wanted to break through the garrison, and launched ten heavy-armed dragons to attack the gate of the garrison but failed. Now it was destroyed by a tauren. If it weren't for giant rocks in front of it, it would be hard for everyone to believe the scene of this tauren in the crowd.

It would be fine if only one person with Crazy Wars is outstanding, but they still have confidence to kill him, but there are still a few more fiercer than Crazy Wars.

Trafal is simply a meat grinder with a charming smile on his face, strolling among the crowd. Wherever he passes, there is no complete corpse, and limbs cut into pieces everywhere. The white robe is not stained with a slight bright red, which forms a sharp contrast with the scarlet red all over the ground.

The terrifying explosion sounded like a person's heartbeat, and it had never stopped. The buildings in the resident were falling down one by one at a terrifying speed.

The girl sitting on the shoulders of the metal golem was throwing black alchemy bombs as if she was throwing dodge balls. Countless mercenaries who wanted to attack her were burned to ashes by the sudden blue flames, and no trace of their existence was found.

Another magistrate with a hot body cast various advanced fire magic at a distance of 100 meters from the metal golem, throwing it to the crowd around him at will, and it looked like a magic apprentice learning how to better control magic.

A magician walks alone among a large group of mercenaries, undoubtedly a sheep entering the wolf pack. There are many mercenaries who want to kill this lonely magician.

Unfortunately, no one around her dared to approach her. Not to mention that the nine-level fire magic shield that had been open has been covering her whole body, just those who dared to approach him within fifteen meters would be pierced by a dagger that stabbed out of the void and eventually turned into a mummy, which would discourage everyone. This strange way of death is really unacceptable.

Among all the invaders, Talia, the combination of Nock and Ryan, also caused many people to suffer. The dazzling flashing technique, like the random whip waving branches, the poisonous Xiao Hei, and Ryan's arrows, all gave mercenaries all the headaches.

Han Feng, who was the deputy commander of the Lanyuan Fire, ignored the mercenaries blocking the road around him and walked step by step towards the core area of ​​the mercenary world. Vimeshu followed Han Feng like a guardian knight, step by step, and his black and red pupils made everyone feel a little scared instinctively.

Occasionally, the two mercenaries who had the courage to attacked each other, and they would be frozen into an ice sculpture before Vimesh could take action and would never wake up.

Looking at the prairie fire that was still in the uninhabited realm, everyone was afraid to spread among the mercenaries like a plague. The identity of the mercenary city king prevented them from escaping, but if this one-sided trend continues, no one knows what will happen in the end.

Just when the morale of the entire mercenary regiment dropped to its lowest point, a red spear fell from the sky, and the spear light pierced the cold wind.

Vimishu, who had been following Han Feng, narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his hand lit up, soared into the sky, and hit the tip of the gun hard.

"Damn!" The spear flew backwards and was steadily caught by Sierlen, who was standing at the gate of the conference hall.

"Boy! I want you to come and go today! Where are the top ten mercenaries?" Sierlen leaned on a spear, stared at Han Feng from a high place, shouted loudly, and inserted the spear into the ground of Hongyan.

"Roar!" Countless roars remembered from all directions, and more than 100,000 people emerged from the mountain walls around the world of mercenaries, and kept knocking on the weapons in their hands, and for a momentum was like a rainbow.

"The mercenary king is indeed doing a lot. As long as you apologize, there will be nothing, but if you insist on taking such intense measures, I can only let you know that not everyone can bully us. The mercenary king may be a replacement today." Han Feng stared at Sierlen with a warm smile, as if he was explaining an extremely ordinary thing.

Sier snorted coldly, waved his hand, and counted on the 100,000 mercenaries. "The people from our Mercenary City want me to apologize, a joke! What a big tone! I want to see if you more than a dozen of you kill 100,000 people like this!"

"Count is not the key to victory. No matter how many ants there are, they are just ants in front of the dragon."

A trace of domineering aura of even Vimeshu was gradually revealed on Han Feng's body. The dragon crystal and dragon heart of the Dragon God were already subtly changing every part of this Han Feng.

"Okay! Hahaha! No matter how many ants are in front of the dragon, they are just ants! Ang!" Xulik suddenly appeared from a guard wall in the mercenary world, as if to prove his words, he roared and restored his true body. The royal blue frost dragon stepped on the guard wall and stared at Sierlen jokingly.

Sierlen's face looked ugly. He finally knew how the evil star and Shura he sent out died. In front of the Frost Dragon, his people were indeed powerless to fight back. Even if he fought alone, he might not be able to beat the epic Frost Dragon in front of him!

As Serik revealed his true identity, the 100,000 mercenaries who had been greatly boosted were immediately weakened.

"Brothers, don't be afraid! He is asking us to be dragon-slaying warriors! One hundred thousand people! Dragon-slaying! Enough! The dragon is full of treasures! I swear that if we can kill this frost dragon, we will not take any of the things on the dragon's body!" Sierlen naturally noticed the mercenary's expression change, and shouted with a scattered spear.

People are the most terrifying when they are greedy. People who were originally retreating suddenly became active again. Indeed, 100,000 people slaughtering one dragon is indeed enough!

"Siereleng! I didn't expect that I have not yet found you to calculate the account of our Song of Life. You actually have evil intentions! You want to annex our Song of Life!" Siereleng just won a game, and several figures appeared on the guard wall on Serik's side. Barcelona's heavy hammer hit the guard wall and glared at Siereleng. Sheila and Han Feng's mother also appeared next to Serik.

From Barcelona's words, Sheila stopped and found that the current mercenary world's residence was actually the former resident of Song of Life.

It has already reached this situation, and Sierlen is too lazy to talk nonsense, staring at Barcelona with contempt and said disdainfully: "What's the use of asking for a disobedient dog? This is no longer the era when Mullun and Psso dominate. Barcelona, ​​you are old, the rules of the past are no longer suitable for the current mercenary city. What song should I give you!"

"My father's mercenary group is not your turn to make the decision! Return my father's station!" Sheila rushed towards Sierlen, who was sneering at Barcelona.

"Mu Lun's son, Pusu's grandson, hehe, let me try how much you have!" Another leader of the top ten mercenary regiments came out and stopped Sheila. Someone rushed up from Barcelona, ​​preparing to seize the merits.

"Hmph! I want you to know how stupid it is to go against my Mercenary City." Sierlen ignored the people who had already fought and snorted and stared at the fire of the prairie in the middle of the square. He whispered to the hall behind him: "Get out of the line! Shura out of the line! Take people out!"

Sierlen made the next sound of iron chains coming from the depths of the hall. Soon five beggars appeared in everyone's sight, dragging the iron chains through the collarbone and pelvis to the ground. The blood that had long been dried up stuck to their sloppy hair and torn clothes.

Even though they looked extremely miserable, everyone was extremely excited and screamed excitedly, and even the older people were raising their heads and leaving tears.

"The sun is so warm, so fresh air."

"Hongyan is still so beautiful, and finally comes out."

"Blood! I want blood! What a rich fragrance! Hahaha! Give me blood!"

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"Listen! You can reduce your sentence by half as long as you kill one person! You can gain freedom by killing two persons!" Sierlen was very satisfied with the expressions of these people and said to the people in front of him in a tone of a superior.

As soon as Siered finished speaking, several terrifying mental pressure enveloped him. The only woman among the five stared at Siered and sneered: "Boy, what are you? Your strength is at most a scumbag in my eyes! What about that old guy Fei Lan! Let him come out to see me! I have been imprisoned for so many years, and I want to fight him again!"

This person's words made Sier frown fiercely. Fei Lan's name was the strongest mercenary king seven thousand years ago. This person was actually a person from seven thousand years ago. It seems that some amazing characters have been released.

"The ancestors have long been dead. I am the king of mercenaries of this generation. I promise in the name of the king of mercenaries that as long as you kill two of you, I will open up your soul shackles and give you freedom!" Although I knew that these people were not simple, Sierlen still said confidently.

"Ah haha! Fei Lan is actually dead! It's really worth it! It's a pity that she didn't pull his skin with her own hands!" Sierlen's words made her stunned, and then she raised her head and laughed.

The appearance of this woman made Han Feng, Xulik and Han Feng's mother both stunned, because they felt a fluctuation of blood, and that kind of pure blood fluctuation, which was definitely not comparable to those mixed-blood Frost Dragon Clan.

"Yeah? What a familiar taste? The same clan? Who are the descendants of you?" Obviously, the imprisoned woman also discovered Han Feng and others, and turned her eyes to Han Feng and Xulik in confusion.

When the woman turned her eyes to him, Hanfeng realized that although she looked a little embarrassed, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp knife, sharp and dangerous.

Sulik naturally felt the dangerous gaze, lowered his proud head, bowed to her, and said respectfully: "In the next Sulik Glaux, the last descendant of the Frost Dragon Clan. May I ask you..."

"Graux? Oh, that little guy!" The woman showed a thoughtful look. After a while, the naughty little guy appeared in her mind. After a while, he understood the meaning of Xulik's words and asked in surprise: "The last generation? The Frost Dragon Clan has been destroyed? Didn't the Dragon God help you? Why was it still destroyed?"

"Who are you? How do you know so much?" Han Feng's face narrowed. He has not told everyone until now that the Dragon God intervened in the Frost Dragon Clan. There are definitely no more than five people who know about this. How could the imprisoned woman in front of him know?

The woman glanced at the cold wind and said proudly: "I am Casiopea? Ionia!"

Han Feng's mother frowned in confusion. The name was very familiar and seemed to have heard it somewhere before.
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