Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Chapter 026 The desire to kill

When the white magic circle appears in the sight of the Lizardman King, the position of the archer is also exposed. As a king, he naturally has its majesty, and at least what he needs to do is not be surprised when he changes.

Therefore, the transmission process is very smooth. If the transmission target is not destroyed within 2.5 seconds of boot time, it will not fail.

Tyron is now wearing the costume of a desert traveler, and is habitually wearing a shadow cloak, holding a good-looking sword in his hand, and he looks a bit handsome.

After he landed, he turned his eyes to the distant lake. It was indeed a good place. Even an immortal thing like him could feel the vigorous vitality. The source of life that could be extracted from it could definitely support the dead night elves for a long time.

Tyron seemed to be inspecting his territory, and the Lizardman King finally couldn't sit still. He opened his mouth and made a hissing sound, as if he was talking, but it was not a language that Tyron could understand.

It seems that only a small number of lizard people in this population have mastered the language of the Walker people. They should have learned it out of trade demand. They didn't understand it at all, so Tyron ignored what it was saying and took the sword.

In the southeast of the Emerald Empire, there was a group of uneasy tribes who lived a primitive life, rejected all civilizations, and often attacked nearby villages. The young Tyron once followed the legion to attack that tribe and obtained valuable practical opportunities.

The people from that tribe were all as tall and mighty as the King of Lizardman, and were also quick and very difficult to deal with.

But it is precisely because of similar combat experience that Tyron did not have any cowardice when facing the three-meter-high Lizardman King.

The 1.3-meter long sword stabs straight towards the opponent's throat. This long sword is not suitable for chopping. This strike is mainly to test the opponent's agility. At the same time, it also tests his corresponding abilities. The dataized body values ​​cannot bring him an intuitive experience.

The Lizardman King pulled out an iron rod-shaped weapon from the seat and swept directly past, blocking Tyron's attack route.

Tyron twisted his waist, then the inertia of the sprint lightly bypassed the attack of the iron rod, turned over to the backrest of the throne, and looked down at the weapon in the hands of the Lizardman King.

A three-meter-long iron rod with scarlet gems at the top, and on both sides of the gems are a row of serrated blades. They look like both a staff and some kind of special weapon.

The sudden appearance of Tyron also disturbed the nearby guards responsible for guarding the Lizardman King. This is a small but complete lizardman group. When the king is attacked, how could the guards sit and watch? Even the Lizardman who is confronting the Immortal Sand Guard on the periphery begin to retreat.

Time is not very good, Tyron ordered two archers to intercept the lizardman entering the jungle, and he needed to speed up the process.

The Lizardman King did not look up at Tyron, but instead had a long staff and a barrier spread out from it.

The corners of Tyron's mouth raised slightly, not afraid of you know magic, but afraid of you know magic.

Mana burning!

"Hiss--" A sharp roar rang out.

The effect of mana burning is more prominent on the living creatures. The Lizardman King held the iron rod and scorched marks appeared.

Tyron also took the opportunity to turn off the throne. At the moment when his hand was burned, he stabbed it with a sword, penetrated the opponent's wrist, and at the same time he squeezed it hard, causing the iron rod to escape.

In actual combat, the outcome is often decided in an instant. It is not that you and I will test it one by one, and the battle will last for hundreds of rounds.

It’s just that the Lizardman King is wearing stainless steel armor, and Tyron has no chance to cause more damage. The winner is a decisive one, but the purpose of this battle is life and death, not victory or defeat.

When Tyron seized his weapon, the Lizardman King also stood up and grabbed the blade with his other hand, not giving Tyron a chance to draw. At the same time, his strong tail was whipped.

In terms of ferociousness, the Lizardman is not inferior to other creatures at all, but how could Tyron's fighting skills be lost to the Lizardman who is not particularly smart? In terms of force, he has never been afraid of anyone, even those who are stronger than him.

Seeing the tail sweeping over, Tyron twisted his hand to grab the iron rod, held the iron rod with his backhand, and then the magic power in his body surged, using the unique magic power absorbed by the filthy magic stone to simulate the operation of Qi Yuan power.

Another hand holding the sword was released, and the left hand instantly burst out with incredible power and speed. The iron rod almost instantly completed the rotation of 180° on the front and back.

The sharp blades on both sides directly cut off the tail of the Lizardman King.

Then, at an extremely high speed that is difficult to capture by the naked eye, a force burst out at the same time, and the sharp blade of the iron rod was used to cut off the neck of the Lizardman King.

All this happened in more than ten seconds.

But after this outbreak, Tyron's left hand drooped weakly.

"After all, magic power is not Qi Yuan power, and there are problems with this body. After all, it is just a simple reshaping, not the body I originally had trained. Now the bones and meridians of the left hand have been completely damaged, and the next ones are the other lizard people..." Tyron asked in his mind.

Killing the Lizardman King did not bring him any joy. To be honest, when he was alive, he really had three moves and could commit suicide.

Moreover, the tasks given by the system do not distinguish between the Lizardman King, the Lizardman Guard.

573 is the total number of lizard men. More than ten sand guards faced exponential lizard men and killed only 4. The archers were quite effective in sniping in the woods. In just a few seconds, nearly 10 lizard men were shot to death.

However, there are not many arrowheads on them. This is also a problem. The arrowheads they use now are shaped from yellow sand, and are definitely not as powerful as iron tools. Moreover, the weight is not reduced at all, so it is not easy to carry.

The only advantage is that local materials are not feasible in this woods. They need to go to the outer desert area to regain the arrowheads.

According to this, Tyron wrote down this point. Although the Night Elf was summoned, the weapons and equipment were not excellent. The City of Giant Wall has mature craftsmanship, so you can consider whether to change the equipment...

But there is something else to do now, Tyron took a deep breath and looked at the moon and stars in the sky.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came from the left hand, and the already damaged arm began to regenerate.

"I deserve to be the human being I like, kill as much as possible... Human beings can have such power without relying on magic. I am very optimistic about you..." The figure of the evil god's baby body sounded in my mind.

At this time, the lizards responsible for guarding came late. But when they saw the corpse of the Lizardman King, they did not have any fear or anger, but were a little excited, and then they all rushed forward with their weapons.

Tyron took two steps calmly and picked up the long sword from the ground...

After a few dozen seconds, there was no longer a living lizard man on the scene. Even though Tyron was careful, he was still stained with a lot of blood, which all came from the lizard man.

At this time, some green balls flew out of the lizardman's corpse. After the balls flew into the air, they went in one direction.

Tyron frowned and did not express any unnecessary opinions. He had seen the souls flying into the moon well soaked by the evil god's baby body through the perspective of the ancient tree of war.

Obviously, this time it was not the evil god's infant body that had kind hearts to lend him power. The real reason was probably that after he reshapes his flesh and blood, the soul of the life he killed would be marked by the evil god's power and then absorbed as nutrients!

Because the lizardman souls killed by archers and sand guards were not sucked into the Moon Well.

Being plotted? Not so, Tyron really needs this power, otherwise it will be difficult to attack the inside with the body of the Night Elf.

Although the Lizardman has the word "personality" in it, he is not a human, and may not even be a human race. Tyron doesn't mind such a massacre.
Chapter completed!