"Cole! Stop! Stop! Stop! Have you forgotten the mercenary defense line?"

Seeing the rough two-handed sword slowly falling down, the first thing that screamed was not the four girls behind Gaogen. Those four guys still haven't understood why things turned out like this in just a few seconds. The one who screamed was the extremely sinister elf who aimed at Gaogen with the improved version of the sharp technique.

The unique sharp voice of the woman resounded through the alley. Even the wizards who maintained the magic behind them rushed to stop the spells in their hands and could only watch the things unfold.

If it weren't for this sudden situation, maybe no one could see her true face until now, right?

It was a female elf who was scratched from the left eye to the right cheek by a tragic knife mark. The knife mark was not caused by an ordinary weapon, but was surrounded by a terrible black and gray. It meant curses and destruction, and the scar that could not be healed. From the remaining cheeks, this female elf was also an extremely beautiful woman before she was disfigured. I don’t know how this girl could survive the pain of disfiguration. Perhaps this was the opportunity for her to disguise?

But she really can't pretend now. If she withdraws her sword, she will undoubtedly put her companion who is trapped in bloody and violently in front of this seemingly cruel Gao Gen. Can bloody and violent stop Gao Gen? She feels that she has not abandoned her companion for responsibility. She can only try to use words to impress the new force who just joined a few days ago.

But unfortunately, with Gaogen's smile, the young man made the stupidest choice.

"You idiots! I am the youngest B-level mercenary ever! I am a genius! I am a born king! As long as I kill him, as long as I kill him, I can prove my own strength! What is more convincing than killing a legend! My legend! I must be a legend! I thought so from the beginning when you planned to ambush!"

The young man raised his sword with his eyes raised, looking at Gao Gen, who was deeply trapped in the soil and stone slabs. The inferior sword began to shine with a pale white light covered by will. The young and excessive face showed a look of greed.

He is the most outstanding mercenary in recent times, and even broke the historical record of this town. Although there is no comparison with those front-line cities, as a B-level mercenary, he has grown up with the praise and exaggeration of the crowd day by day. He gradually believed that he could use the sword in his hand to create his own legend. As for why he ranks so low, it must be that others are jealous of him!

Looking at his ranking of 100,000, no one knew how painful he was every night.

He knew very well how others were talking about him behind his back.

He is the tail of a crane. Although he is the youngest mercenary, he is still the tail of a crane. Many people who are only one year older than him are close to the level of A-level mercenaries. His so-called youngest B-level is even a burden, which binds him like a turtle shell carrying it on his body.

Look, you must enter A level in a year? You are the youngest B level. You must have played A level, right? You are the youngest B level. Hey, can you do this dragon-slaying mission? No? Are you still the youngest B level? Let's go home as soon as possible and find a wife.

Mercenaries are a place where qualifications are extremely important. When those old seniors patted his face with humiliation, they will never forget it in their life. But will mercenaries who pay attention to strength and qualifications care about their dissatisfaction? No. Only by using strength can they block other people's mouths. They can only use their unparalleled achievements to curb the mouths of these people.

So what is more amazing than killing an A-level legend with your own hands?

As for why the mercenary plaque that does not allow internal friction to hit the head in private battles in order to revive human combat, it is not allowed to attack the mercenary line in private battles? What's the matter! Only when the enemy dies can we better step on people and get on the throne, right?! There is a great opportunity in front of us!

That guy named Gao Gen is really tricky. Super-speed movement, teleportation, and spiritual acceleration are simply bugs. But now he is so enormous that he is now trapped in the quagmire! The quagmire does not allow any movement and teleportation, and he even knows this very well that he can't magic. He has no way to get out of that quagmire, and there is no way at all.

Moreover, he is holding the big stupid axe in his left hand, and his right hand is still staring at the idiot elf. If he doesn't want the big stupid axe to interrupt the bloody brutality and turn into a useless person, she can only continue to stare at Gaogen's right hand. Can he turn out to have a third hand? The big bloody brutality has no intelligence! If he wants to withstand his sword blade, then the big stupid axe will cut the idiot in half! It will definitely die! This is definitely the perfect kill in the unconscious!

"The will of the strong wind, the power of nature in all realms... bless me to win."

The space on the sword with both hands began to twist, and a strange white mist filled the sharp blade. The whole sword began to radiate a fog-facing color. It was like the rising sun that was mist next to the sun. The golden color began to wrap around the weapon from the hands of an ordinary blacksmith, sublimating it into a vow weapon.

"Swear to annihilate the enemy, and the hatred will be destroyed! Black Wood sniper arrow!"

A girl's angry voice suddenly came from behind everyone. A black light fleeting, like black lightning, crossed ten meters of space in the blink of an eye, and crawled out strangely through the cracks between the three people who were stalemate. With an inexplicable sense of silence, it shone like a beast with ominous colors and pounced on the big boy under the protection of the strong wind.

The dark arrow pulled open the translucent wind defense in the blink of an eye with the blessing of the elf's long bow. With a certain anger and oath, the black iron arrow flashed with a cold light and gradually approached the young man's pale brown pupils. The arrow flashed with black light was reflected on the young man's pupils. In just a moment, the arrow could penetrate the young man's head.

The elves swear to the traitor's eternal arrow, and forever pierces the traitor's head.

"I call with my true name, and under the testimony of the gods in heaven, I swear..."

True oath, a place to protect the soul. God gives oath to others and protect them, and ordinary people cannot hurt me.

Looking at the black arrows that broke inch by inch by inch by her eyes, the young man's face showed a ferocious look. Under Anya's unbelievable gaze, the youngest B-class mercenary in history lowered his head with a fanatical look. He looked at the man named Gaogen who still looked like a smile. He looked at the sarcastic smile on the man's dirt face.

It doesn't matter, you won't be able to laugh soon.

"I swear here to kill the person in front of me under the sword!"

The mist on the big sword with both hands suddenly turned pale golden under the testimony of the oath, and endless light gold particles began to radiate on its body, turning the entire dark alley into golden yellow. It was a change of soul and quality. The original van Iron turned into a testimony of the oath because of the relationship between the soul's oath. The sword full of will and spirit was held in the hands of the boy.

With the promise of witnessing, I will reappear the legend!

The pupils were full of ambition, the cheeks were written with **, and the bulging muscles were portrayed as violence. The boy slowly waved the sword of legend in his hand, and the golden color arrived on the head of an innocent person in the blink of an eye. The boy's shouts were drowned in a glory.

"I will be a legend at this moment!!!"
Chapter completed!