The sound of airflow like cracked cloth sounded endlessly, echoing in the high altitude. If the falling object had not been a distance from the ground, it would have been not certain how much the people below could withstand such a sound.

After all, this high frequency noise is indeed a bit serious injuring the human body.

Above the sky, a black shadow fell suddenly at an unimaginable speed under the sun.

The next moment, the command Dalton had just issued had not been fully implemented, and the black dot, which was still far above a thousand meters above the sky, had already fallen to the ground.

The moment Alan landed, the platinum light wrapped around Alan's body became brilliant, as if it were extremely brilliant as a star explosion.

The terrifying light and heat rose in an instant, surging, reaching the extreme. A mushroom cloud more than ten meters high exploded at the place where Allen fell, causing the whole world to be in peace.

However, most people are immersed in such a terrifying scene, but do not see that in this extreme brilliance and glory, there is also a light that does not belong to platinum.

In the pictures that have dyed the world into platinum, a touch of vibrant green suddenly appeared from the void and intertwined into a net.

This green luster is full of vitality and vitality, just like spring returning to the earth, everything is thriving, and it is like melting snow in late winter, nourishing everything.

Although it is not very vigorous and not very strong, it has incredible tenacity.

It is like the weeds pressed under the stone. They have no strong background or abundant resources. But with the indomitable and unrepentant spirit, they strive to improve in the desperate darkness and find their own light.

It is precisely because of this that the turquoise green light quickly turned into a large net of green like a vine carved from jade, wrapping Alan up, and immediately blocking the terrifying power that burst out into the surroundings.

However, this big net is not seamless after all. It has a shape woven by vines, and naturally has the omission characteristics of vines.

While resisting most of the terrifying power that erupted from Allen, it also missed some "weak" aftermath.

Of course, this is slightest compared to the terrifying power that broke out on Allen at the beginning, but this level of aftermath is not something that others can easily resist.

If you have books, you will be long, and if you don’t have books, you will be short.

It took a long time to say, but it was just the moment Alan fell to the ground.

The change in this is that Allen and Dalton, who fought, knew that as for the others, there was no time to discover the clues.

Rumble!

The terrifying sound like a ground dragon turning over swept across all directions in an instant, and followed by dense waves of smoke and dust.

It was like a comet hitting the moon, and the powerful shock wave lined up in all directions at an extremely fast speed, creating layers of ripples in the void.

The surging waves swept around like a level 10 typhoon in an instant, shaking the people following Dalton, like dolls in a storm, unable to control their actions.

Bang bang bang bang...

These guys were blown to the left and right, and the better fell to the ground, and the more unlucky ones hit the weapons made of high-quality metal around them, making a dull sound of flesh and blood impacting metal creatures.

Even the weapons and equipment that were not dragged into the water by these guys who were unable to stand firm in the battle did not escape the disaster.

The heavy base was stirred up by the storm of strong winds, blown down by the violent air waves, fell to the ground, fell on other equipment, making a crisp clanging sound.

Before the people brought by Dalton could take effect, they had lost the equipment they had relied on and the weapons of power and power that they believed were symbolic.

The suppressed cry of pain, the muffled groans, the continuous but extremely clear collision sounds spread in this dust fog, and the nervous atmosphere of panic was also spreading.

You know, before you see the enemy, you are almost wiped out. How can you not let them be motivated and not let them decline without their will?

They stood up nervously, struggled to support themselves from the ground with all their might, and re-hold the weapons that were scattered by the strong wind, with their eyes full of worry.

Worries about the enemy and the unknown.

The mushroom clouds that had soared into the air had not completely disappeared, and the smoke and dust had not yet completely landed, but they could already see the blurred figure of the culprit who caused all this.

In the smoke and dust like thick fog, a tall and tall figure stood tall and straight, standing straight like a javelin.

The platinum brilliance condensed into a ring, circling quietly around Alan.

The next moment, this divine ring contracts and expands like a galaxy in the universe, and emits infinite light from the moment of destruction.

Buzz!

The next moment, it was like the sound of the Hong Bell before the distant years, and the sound of ancient times was suddenly heard.

The platinum divine ring suddenly appeared, as if ignoring all obstacles, projected into other people's eyes, hearts, and spirits.

At this moment, those who finally raised the courage to pick up the weapons only felt like they were seeing the sun and could not look directly at the figure in the platinum light. The forceful spirit was quickly lowered, and the morale that was barely condensed was almost gone.

Dada dada...

The clear footsteps were approaching from far to near, and they kept approaching Dalton and others.

The fog that was previously revealed by the platinum light was thin, and the tall mushroom cloud had long disappeared without its original shape.

Others who had maintained a considerable level of combat effectiveness in the previous terrifying disaster that seemed like a meteor falling to the ground and a ground dragon turned over, looked at the figure approaching step by step with nervous forehead, their eyes full of fear.

Gudu…gudu…

The sound of swallowing spit continued to sound, which was particularly clear on this quiet battlefield.

Holding a gun, these guys who could almost say they were weapons against the city were piled up in front of them, but they had no joy and violence in their eyes that controlled power and power.

In their eyes, there is only fear.

The footsteps were not loud, but they were extremely rhythmic. Each step was extremely solid and powerful, as if they were stepping on their pulse, making their hearts beat unconsciously following the rhythm.

Dada dada...

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The two voices gradually adjusted to the same frequency without realizing it, and began to cooperate, echo, start, and resonate!

The heartbeat sound was extremely weak and not conspicuous at first, but as Allen's footsteps approached, the heartbeat sounds of the dozens of people mixed together seemed to become neat and gathered into a terrifying macro sound.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

At this time, these guys holding guns had rosy faces, and their eyes were covered with blood, like a beast that was about to fight to the death with the person who was about to appear in front of them.

However, this is just a subjective impression of outsiders, and they probably won't admit it.

The reason why these lambs who had already had a low will and had a weak morale to the lowest point, who had almost no resistance and resistance showed such a gesture as if they wanted a civilian was not because they suddenly discovered their conscience and felt that they should be loyal to the boss behind them.

But because, at this moment, their performance is no longer controlled by their subjective will.

The moment Allen's footsteps rang in their ears, they had lost control of their bodies.

The terrifying spiritual will control the body, the strong soul essence creates pressure, and the master-level long sword skills, Alan does not need to work hard to deal with these guys who are basically ordinary people.

Even if he did not use the method of meteorite falling from the sky like before, he just appeared in front of them, stood there quietly, exuding power, they might surrender simply and neatly.

After all, judging from their performance, the other party does not look like a soldier of all battles.

Although Allen could barely see the traces of the other party receiving corresponding military training, the other party obviously had not experienced a tragic life-and-death battle, and did not have the invincible spirit of walking out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

So, let alone Alan, even Renard can easily suppress the other party.

Even though, he didn't know that Reinard had escaped the embarrassing situation of entering the new silver.

After all, for the silver-level powerful man who has achieved a life person and awakened his soul, ordinary people who have not yet entered the Black Iron level are not called a piece of cake. This difficulty is as difficult as breathing.

Of course, this is to bully an "ordinary person" who has never experienced the battle formation or the war.

If it were replaced by the elite legions of the empire, there would be no monster soldiers of the level of the Sequence Legion. Any army that had been on the battlefield and had seen blood would not be so easy to surrender.

If the opponent condenses cloud energy, he can compete with the silver level one or two. If the scale reaches more than a hundred people, then it is not a dream to injure and repel the silver powerful people. Even if these silver powerful people are careless, there is still a possibility of falling into it.

After all, the army that condenses clouds and the army that does not condense clouds are two concepts, two completely different levels.

But from the current perspective, there should be no legion of this level in this world.

It’s not that the army’s elite is not qualified, but that only the key factor that condenses cloud energy, the golden-level powerhouse has not yet appeared.

No, no, there have been golden-level powerful people in the Holy See.

I just don’t know if there is an equal existence in the empire?

The footsteps were light, as if every step was stepping on their hearts, but some mixed thoughts flashed through Allen's mind.

However, a bright sword flashed in the calm mind, cutting away all distracting thoughts and regaining the mind again.

Alan's eyes were low, and he swept across the faces of these guys holding guns but trembling. It was not sharp, but it seemed to be true, which made their already out of control beat faster.

The heart jumped rapidly in the chest, as if it was about to jump to the throat in one breath, which made them extremely panic and extremely nervous.

“Alan Seulias?”

At this moment, a weak but still graceful voice suddenly came out, passing through the barriers of the crowd and coming to Allen's ears.

The sound seemed extremely ordinary and nothing surprising.

But at this moment, in everyone's hearts, even the most pleasant chapter can't compare to such a low voice that reveals a weak male voice.

Because, at the moment Dalton spoke, the hearts that were facing Allen, which seemed to be popping out at any time, finally began to slow down.

Although this speed is not fast, or even slow, it is enough to prove that they are getting out of the dangerous situation before.

After all, if the heartbeat speed really slows down suddenly, they may not be able to withstand the huge load brought by the sudden change, and perhaps they will end up with a heart exploding.

clatter!

At the same time, Allen's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes were not stern, and his eyes suddenly condensed, like a quiet and deep wellhead, emitting a luster that swallowed everything.

Turning his head, looking up, looking at the place where the sound came.

He could clearly see that under his eyes like lightning, the guys who were blocking his eyes were swinging in extreme fear, and their bodies kept shaking, as if they might collapse and run away at any time.
To be continued...