The warrior who lost his home, the ancient capital where blood and fire burned.

The terrifying and black and red nightmare suddenly crashed into everyone's eyes, making people unable to resist and cannot struggle.

"Qiuyue, you two, find a place to hide first. Wait for me for five hours. If I don't come out in five hours, you two will run away. The farther you run away, the better... Don't worry about me, even if I disappear temporarily, I must believe in my heart that I can definitely walk to you again." After issuing military orders for the entire army to prepare for the entry of the city, Zhu Peng took a break, but sent the Qiuyue sisters away.

He prepared a small number of elite soldiers for them, as well as some white wizards and low-level apprentices.

"Brother, the situation has not reached this point yet? We have at least three legendary wizards in the royal city." Qiuyue Xueli glanced at the burning fire hell and said unwillingly.

"It is because we left at least three legendary wizards and four elite mechanized divisions in the royal city that I let you go... The royal city, they entered as soon as they said they were in, and burned as soon as they said they were burning. This force was simply crushed from top to bottom, leaving the entire Saint Rudin Revel, with no room for resistance at all." Looking at the Doomsday King City where the red flames burned and black smoke rolled in and rose, Zhu Peng turned his back to the Qiuyue sisters, and he frowned slightly, and said so seriously.

The entire army advanced into Revel as a supportive army, and with the help of the wizard, he fought against the insect tide and corpse groups. At this time, Turin, Kreti and Banque had not yet chosen to retreat.

They are all spell casters who have enough confidence in themselves. They are unwilling to even know who takes their nest and retreat in shame. Even if they are in danger, they have the means to escape without being targeted and sniped.

Zhu Peng took the lead, stepping on the red-flame steel-anky dragon flying low-altitude with his wings waving his left gun and right knife to attack the headquarters of the National Royal Knights.

The insects and beasts along the way completely ignored the gap in the ranks, and rushed forward to consume Zhu Peng's bullets and even swing their swords. Although it was useless, they were still unscathed. In fact, without such accumulation of cannon fodder, it would be difficult for the lower-ranking person to threaten the superior.

The existence of legends is a qualitative difference compared to ordinary professions in the first, second and third level.

For ordinary legendary warriors/legend wizards, facing such piles of rushing up, it is quite troublesome to rush over from all directions. Legendary warriors will consume fighting spirit and damage their minds, while legendary wizards will consume magic and spells.

But for legendary alchemists who control their own strength to a very small extent, such a cannon fodder tactic is of little significance. Moreover, Zhu Peng's first-level spell casting specialty is the reserve of magic power, and the second-level spell casting specialty is the strong recovery of magic power. It is more than twice as high as an ordinary wizard in terms of pure magic power. If you want to use up all his magic power, in terms of cost-effectiveness, it is really better to try explosive snipers.

Although, even if you do so, there is no possibility of success.

When Zhu Peng pushed all the way to the garrison of the National Royal Knights, the remaining personnel at the garrison had already reached their limit. Zhu Peng saw a beautiful little secretary with a blonde hair, blue eyes, white skin and popular among ordinary people, carrying a machine gun to the front line. This shows how bad the situation has reached.

From the Red Flame High Ankyloss Dragon, Zhu Peng poured firepower into all directions 360 degrees during his fall. It was obvious that the "Jackal" was a reinforced pistol, but under the amazing hand speed he had trained for many years, he forced the firepower effect of a heavy machine gun. When Zhu Peng slowly landed under the huge recoil force of the gun, most of the insects and ghouls from all directions were torn and shot and killed.

The jackal gun barrel in his hand emitted a burning red and iron-like light, which contacted the blood mist in the air, made a rustling and cooled sound, and a light red white smoke came out.

"Sir Viscount, you are finally back."

"Ahhh, it's the ruling elder..."

"Haha, we survived, we survived."

The moment Zhu Peng landed, the remaining staff of the Royal Knights could not help crying with joy. They had no time to think about it and think about it just now, but now they could not suppress their ecstasy after escaping from death.

"Thank you, everyone, thank you for your hard work. You have done a very good job. Next is my job. You all rushed out along the road I came over. You will meet the 521st Division in about twenty minutes. After meeting with them, you will be basically safe." Finding a city map, Zhu Peng drew a route for the remaining personnel of the National Royal Knights and ordered them to go immediately.

"Sir, you are back. Don't you lead us to counterattack? We... we still have relatives in the city."

"Yes, Viscount Custer, my wife, my two children, they are still living in West City."

"Okay." When he saw that it was going to get messy again, Zhu Peng frowned and his voice was a little higher. The audience fell silent for a while, but many people still looked like they wanted to speak.

"Execute the order first and go to meet with most of the people. I alone cannot help everyone save their families. They cannot stay at home and wait for you to rescue them in this situation. The most rational way at present is to solve the source of this matter, and you can guide the troops to clean up the residential areas if the situation allows." After all, everyone present is professional, so it is enough for Zhu Peng to quickly explain this step.

The two sides immediately began to act separately, and the remaining staff went to join the large army in the rear, while Zhu Peng quickly ran to his independent office, or small laboratory.

When he ran to the door, he saw that the door of the room was already opened, and Zhu Peng felt a chill in his heart. He rushed up quickly and pushed open the door.

I saw the corpse of a young witch lying in the room. She fell before the cultivation tank, covered with three brains of different colors. These alienated brains grew blood vessels and tentacle-like limbs, penetrated into the witch's corpse and absorbed the remaining nutrients in her body.

The relatively large Wind-Citrus brain stayed in the culture tank honestly, probably because it was stripped off for not too long, and it had not had too strong desire for the body carrier. Of course, it might also be because the witch's body is an unsatisfactory carrier for it, so it is very attractive.

"Awesome, God didn't know, and the ghost unconsciously untie the demon lock in my room. Unfortunately, the combat power and alertness are really weaker." Looking at the witch on the ground, who was already dry and shriveled like a mummy wearing a witch robe, Zhu Peng exclaimed, and then threw his rebellious brains into the cultivation tank again and began to cast spells.

The reason why I pointed out a way to survive for the remaining staff was, on the one hand, because they were their subordinates, and on the other hand, Zhu Peng also thanked them for their tenacious resistance and helped him keep these brains.

If these legendary brains are easily rushed in by insects or ghouls and eaten, Zhu Peng will be in vain in the past few years.

(Temporarily transformed into a solid seal form. Although this state cannot last long, judging from Lin Qian's pan-conscious Q&A, if I can meet the soul of light, it will be in these two days.) The prophecy of the stone girl flashed through my mind. Zhu Peng was born in the Taoist sect and had a certain translation ability for this type of prophecy. In addition, if he was responsible for the "trajectory of fate" to assist in divination, he could actually reversely introduce some things that might happen in the future.

About twenty minutes later, Zhu Peng completed the transformation spell, then burned his office and strode out.

At this time, some insects and ghouls had already broken in unconsciously, but they encountered Zhu Peng, who raised the jackal, and except for being shot and torn apart, they would not have a second result.

Wow...

Accompanied by the sound of glass breaking, Zhu Peng jumped directly from the fourth floor. In the air, winged insects and beasts flew and attacked, and on the ground were shaking unconscious zombies in groups.

(For the Necromancer side, zombies are really economical and affordable, and they are the leading brand among the cannon fodder side products.) In his heart, he pulled the trigger and waved the sword energy. With the forced crossing effect, Zhu Peng's figure flashed freely in the air. He even would rather run quickly on the wall at a right angle of 90 degrees with the ground than gather the wings of fighting spirit.

If a warrior in the legendary realm has high control ability or practices this ability and skills, he can already condense the Dou Qi and fly with his wings. It's just like an air conditioner. The moment when the Dou Qi and the wings are opened, it consumes Dou Qi very much. It doesn't consume Dou Qi much. But if you maintain it for a long time, it still consumes Dou Qi very much. But what you fear most is to condense for a while, disperse, and condense after a while. This is the most consuming Dou Qi reserve, but it is not worth it to maintain its existence for a long time but not use it, which is not cost-effective. Therefore, it is not just Zhu Peng, but most legendary warriors actually do not have the air combat habit of condensed Dou Qi and the wings unless necessary, although that is indeed very cool and dazzling.

The more he ran towards the palace, the higher the density and intensity of the insects, beasts and zombies and zombies group were. On the way, Zhu Peng even encountered a group of ghoul troops lying on the ground and gnawing on the corpse.

These worldly aliens who gave up their own positions and became half-human and half-ghost existence. Among them, the elites can even run vertically on the wall like Zhu Peng. It is not because of their physical fitness and strength skills. For them, this is more like a talented natural ability.

Shuttle between guns, grenades and even rockets, Zhu Peng's third-level legendary special effect "forced crossing" seems powerful and terrifying in this dense attack like stars. In addition, Zhu Peng's own speed is fast and the acceleration special effect is blessed, the distance between the two sides is erased in the first round of firepower drainage.

When they rushed into the enemy group, the eagle sword in their hands waved into a light curtain like a wheel, and the broken legs and arms were hit like blowing, a large amount of blood plasma gushed, and the jackal-like sound of the cannon was not interrupted in the process. The ghoul troops, which were slightly far away, were shot at the head one by one... No, the bullets originally used to deal with monsters hit them, and the effect of the ghoul's entire upper body was often destroyed.

The line of fire drawn by the bullets, the flashing light of the knife, the beauty of everything seems like a cruel art.

"Papapapapapapa, it's wonderful, it's really wonderful... You are what the Chinese say. The man who uses the best spear and sword skills in wizards and the best summoning skills in warriors, right?"

Zhu Peng had just wiped out a group of ghoul troops. He was in the center of the blooming Blood Night Flower but did not touch the blood. His whole body was clean and clean, showing his strong strength with ease.

However, at this moment, a crisp applause suddenly rang out.

One black and one white, one man and one woman walked out of the darkness. They faced the man holding swords and guns, and there was no slight murderous intention on his body.

"...Isn't it good to live? If you keep hiding there, I will not be able to break your hiding, so you can survive?" Zhu Peng did not show any surprise at the appearance of the two. The sensitivity of the legendary alchemist is as easy to use as a radar, clear and accurate, without any omissions.

"Everyone is a Earthling, but most wizards think that the Chinese are equal to the Earth's remnants. Even all wizards think that the strongest Earthling remnants must be from your Chinese Warrior Association. I have been unhappy about this for a long time." The black man who has been talking has a strong figure, his hair is tied into countless small braids, and he speaks fluently in Chinese when he opens his mouth.

Standing beside him was a blond woman with a thin, pale face and a black and gray scythe. Although she had not said a word until now, the intention of death and murderousness on her body was more gloomy and stronger than the burly black man.

These two guys are both Earthlings, and they were invaded by the abyss. The first group of people who followed the wizards after the arrival of darkness are now so powerful that Zhu Peng, who is today, cannot ignore it.

"...Isn't convinced? Hold on." As he said that, Zhu Peng paused. He glanced at the two people on the other side, and then continued to say with a sneer: "Two guys who have been transformed by blood witchcraft have no human or ghosts, and they dare to be in front of those of us who have made hard work by themselves..."

Before Zhu Peng could finish his words, the woman with thin blond hair and a white-colored face had already teleported to the front with her sword. The huge sickle slashed like a moon arc, instantly cutting Zhu Peng's entire body in two pieces. The sharp sword light cut from Zhu Peng's right head to the top of Zhu Peng's right head and cut half of his body. At the moment when the blood was splattering, the man's eyes gradually lost its glory still had an unbelievable look.

(Master, be careful... This knife is incredibly sharp and comes with multiple death curse. Be careful not to be killed by it.)

At the same time, the black man in a windbreaker played several flying knives-like cards in his hand, cutting stones, breaking trees, tearing the streets, and directly blocked a ray of sword light that flew outwards at some point. Zhu Peng was forced to eject from the forced crossing state, waving the eagle knife in his hand and slashing the flying knives card that was slashed.

The next moment, he received the consciousness transmitted from the mutated green mud, and learned that the sickle in the hand of the white woman in front of him was so strong that it was simply not something that a living life could control, and even ordinary undead lives could not control it.

"What does it matter how the power comes from? As long as I punch you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it, and you can't stop it... that's enough!" The strong black man suddenly flashed, and a punch fell down. Zhu Peng jumped violently on the ground and jumped up.

There was a loud bang, and the ground where he had just stood was like an explosion.

As the smoke and dust overflowed, the muscles in the whole body expanded, and the figure rose to nearly three meters. A monster-like black man walked out of it. His strong and condensed muscle armor was so exaggerated that it was no longer human-shaped.

Stepping on the wall, Zhu Pengwuxin competed with these two guys who suddenly appeared for the name of the strongest human on Earth... If you really want to compete for this name, you go to the Chinese Warrior Association to find Li Jingxuan. If you can kill him, the entire Chinese Warrior Association will not disapprove of your name of the strongest human on Earth.

Of course, as the president of the Chinese Warrior Association, if outsiders want to challenge Li Jingxuan himself, they must first take over the successive challenges of the Five Tigers and Thirteen Eagles and the other seven of the eight masters.

Zhu Peng was wrapped in the blood-killing fighting spirit, and under the influence of acceleration, he fled far away like a wind. However, even if he ran to the height of the five-story building and his body was like electricity, the blonde and white-clothed sword-holding woman could still follow like a ghost. Zhu Peng could not even see the other party keeping up with his movements. When he saw it, he was already facing a huge sickle that was slashing towards him.

"Dangdangdang..."

With fierce and frequent collisions, Zhu Peng finally knew what the message that the mutated green mud finally conveyed to him was. The legendary sword of Glory Sabre in his hand gradually showed many gaps the size of rice grains.

In terms of pure sword techniques, the woman in white robe in front of her must not be compared with Zhu Peng.

Zhu Peng cut through the body of a woman in white robe with a fast sword, but it was like a long sword slashing through the water moon in the lake. After the sharp sword slashed, the water moon in the lake was not damaged at all, just like an illusion... besides her attack.

At nearly four or five floors, Zhu Peng was wrapped in a fighting spirit and leveraged the power of Feiteng. The woman in white robe was just floating. After trying dozens of moves, Zhu Peng gradually realized the ability of the guy in front of him.

It seems that as long as she locks the target, she can ignore all other conditions and get within the kill range of the target. Her body is between reality and illusion, and the damage reduction effect of ordinary physical attacks is amazing. Her purpose is only to kill the opponent, and how she is cut and killed is completely fearless.

Basically deducing the opponent's ability characteristics, Zhu Peng wanted to return to the ground and find a way to slowly kill him, because the opponent completely locked himself in the target movement. For her, there was no difference between fighting in high altitude or in any dangerous and complex environment.

However, at this moment, two iron arms that were not as strong as humans suddenly broke through the barrier of the red brick wall behind Zhu Peng, and suddenly hugged Zhu Peng in his arms like an iron chain.

Because he was fighting at a high altitude, he was facing a fierce and multi-cursed giant scythe of the Death God. Zhu Peng was so distracted that he had no insight behind him and was wrapped in the muscle armor all over his body, and was held in his arms.

(How is it possible? I moved at least two kilometers, he...)

The extremely strong black man's arms swelled and his muscles were about to strangle Zhu Peng to death. The red bricks and stones between the two were shattered directly. At the same time, the woman in a white robe floated in the void and cooperated to slash Zhu Peng's head tacitly.

Suddenly, the two of them joined forces to form a sure killing situation.

And in the arms of the strong black man behind him, there seemed to be a strange and mysterious force of sealing the town. Zhu Peng's fighting spirit was disintegrating for a moment and could not operate, and he could not travel through time.

Seeing that the terrifying god of death sickle with multiple curses beheaded, Zhu Peng's pupils in his eyes grew rapidly at the critical moment of life and death. At the same time, the strong black man behind him found that he could not kill the opponent after tightening Zhu Peng. He actually opened his mouth to bite the opponent's posterior carotid artery in his arms... This is really cruel, fierce, fierce, and fierce. He has already used all kinds of ways of playing, and it is like a terrible way of playing like a beast.

At this moment of life and death, everything around seemed to have slowed down.

Zhu Peng's right foot, which was hitting the ground, swayed and stepped on it. With the force of recoil, the qi and blood in his body quickly moved. His originally normal body suddenly expanded, and his large blue and black tendons were tightly wrapped around him like a net. In a moment, Zhu Peng changed from a normal human to a troll-like human who was 2.85 meters shorter than the black man behind him.

Because the power in his arms suddenly surged outward, the strong black man couldn't bite it anymore, let alone looking at Zhu Peng's blue-black neck, which seemed to be cast as steel as the back of his neck, the thought flashed through the guy's mind was, if he bite it, was the other person's artery broken or his mouth was broken?

It was slow to say that Zhu Peng's body expanded and changed rapidly, and the slashed God of Death Scythe was only halfway through the trajectory.

As the death sickle cut off the remaining half of the remaining trajectory, Zhu Peng's body expanded to the extreme and shrank rapidly. In the eyes of the strong black man holding Zhu Peng, at this moment, the entire head and neck of the man in his arms were instantly retracted into his abdomen.

One big and one small, one hard and one soft, the troll changes, shrinks his bones like a child.

Zhu Peng squeezed out the gap between the arms of the black strong man while his body was rising and shrinking. After his body fell to the ground, he suddenly rotated rapidly in the water like an old turtle in the sea, and suddenly turned from the front of his opponent to the back of the black strong man. Then his body, which was shrinking bones, surged violently again.

...The monkey shape among the twelve forms of Xingyi has the secret technique of shrinking bones. The monkey squats, shrinks its shape, and restrains its energy. The 1.8-meter-old man instantly shrinks into a child, and his body explodes and grows. This shrinks and rises, his movements are mysterious and killer moves, and his power is very huge, and he is extremely concealed, which is very powerful and terrifying;

The turtle shape among the twelve forms of Xingyi saves life, with a peerless body technique of shrinking limbs and wandering away dangers. When you practice to the extreme, you shrink out of thin air into a big turtle. Of course, this refers to the limbs, heads and feet shrinking quickly, you cannot cut the knife, and the gun cannot hit it. Moreover, practicing the turtle shape for a long time has the magical effect of saving life and prolonging life...

Zhu Peng shrank down and squatted, twisting in a ball. He rotated drippingly, and turned to the back of the strong black man in an instant. The two of them went from facing back to back.
To be continued...