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The three wolf of Jifeng were still staying at the mountain, looking around. From their perspective, they could no longer see what happened in the camp. They could only hear the sound of yelling and killing from afar and the sound of gold and iron fighting. These sounds were heard in the ears of the Dwarf, which made him feel excited. The camp below was the base of the three first-level mercenary group Thor! Although most of the manpower was drawn, there were at least hundreds of mercenaries inside. Jifeng's intelligence agency also learned from Jifeng's intelligence that the tank of the Dwarf Berserker was also in this camp.

With only fifteen people, he really dared to attack the camp of hundreds of people. If the electric wolf did not have the courage, how could he not admire him? The brave will only admire the brave. Now the electric wolf really can't help but want to join the Black Dragon and the others and fight together to fight for fun.

"Do you want to help?" The electric wolf looked at Zhilang eagerly and asked eagerly.

Zhilang shook his head: "They won't want our help." The words Black Dragon said in their room in the morning have already shown a meaning. This battle is used to show their strength to Jifeng to show that they are qualified to be Jifeng's partners. Zhilang also believes that this should be the case. Even if Black Dragon does not express this, Zhilang will make the same request. He also hopes to know how powerful this mercenary group with the opportunity to become Jifeng's partners is.

Hearing the words of Zhilang, the electric wolf pursed his lips a little disappointedly and looked towards the direction of the camp again. At this time, the back door of the camp opened wide, and a group of Thunder God's mercenaries crawled and rolled out, and fled in scattering and fleeing.

The Wild Wolf and the other two looked at each other, and they were shocked in each other's eyes. Not long after Black Dragon and others rushed into the camp, they defeated hundreds of mercenaries. Seeing this, the three of them couldn't help but shock the powerful strength of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group.

Zhilang took a deep breath, then suddenly vomited out, and said slowly: "Let us clean up some garbage for our allies." It was not until this moment that Zhilang directly recognized the strength of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, and even became an ally.

He raised his hand and waved his force at the escaped Thunder God mercenaries. Zhilang ordered: "No one of the Thunder God's people will be left."

"Yes" the storm cavalry behind the three of them responded neatly. The electric wolf suddenly pulled out his long sword excitedly, took the lead, and rushed down the hillside. Hundreds of cavalry took orderly steps that shake the earth, rushing towards the stray dogs who were running away like a torrent of rushing towards the desperate dogs.

After destroying all the mercenaries on the ground, the children joined the siege of the tanks again. The black dragon brought out the scarred Black Seven moves, cleared his wounds, and then recited the spell of the skin-revitalizing technique. As the dark magic power fluctuated, the wound on Black Seven's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye it was intact.

Seeing this situation, the look of horror in the tank's eyes became even more serious: "You...you are undead creatures!" If these people are really undead creatures, then the questions in the tank's heart will be easy to explain. Why are they so energetic that they can travel thousands of miles a day without having to rest for several days? Why are their mounts so endurance so they can throw themselves far behind every time? It turns out that they are all undead creatures, so their mounts are naturally immortal war horses.

Undead creatures are creatures cursed by the gods, public enemies of all life races, and all life races have the obligation to eliminate undead creatures. Plus, the tank's deep hatred for the black dragon, and the fear of the undead creatures. All emotions gathered together, and for a moment his offensive became more and more crazy.

The Black Dragon ignored the tank's words and just looked at him expressionlessly. The attacks of the children such as Hei Da were getting more and more crazy. The tanks that had been released from their own identity must not be allowed to survive. They wanted to kill him at all costs. This was the only thought of Black Dragon at this moment.

Black Dragon is a skeleton. He has not been in a society of nature for a long time, but often, the harder it is to change what is considered by a simple person. Everything that threatens his existence must be eliminated. This is the most stubborn idea in Black Dragon's mind. Black Dragon will not pay attention to anything that violates this principle. So although he usually listens to Svengol's words, once there is a conflict with this principle, the Black Dragon will ignore it at all.

Nine children attacked desperately around the tank. There were no outsiders in the field. They could completely let go of their hands and feet. The long sword could not fight with the hammer. The children simply faced the giant hammer of the tank with bare hands. The body of the golden skeleton was a little harder than that of ordinary weapons.

Hei Si punched the huge hammer that hit the tank with a straight punch. Amid the dull sound of the attack, Hei Si's arms cracked, revealing the tender white flesh below. His whole body was also smashed back several meters. But after turning over, Hei Si rushed up again as if nothing had happened.

All children are fighting desperately. The biggest advantage of undead creatures is that they will not be tired, and as long as they do not hurt their souls, they will not lose their combat power. In terms of endurance, no one can compare to undead creatures.

The tank was almost out of reach. He was seriously ill. His anger made him look back and break through the level of the Berserker and become a violent warrior. Although his strength has been greatly enhanced, all of this is just overdrawing his vitality. Faced with the undead golden skeleton, the tank is becoming increasingly powerless. His breathing begins to rise rapidly, the blood in his eyes becomes more and more vigorous, and many movements begin to bring unconscious madness. His mind is already exhausted and he cannot control the madness in the nature of the Berserker. Although this can make him more fearless, it also reveals more flaws.

The only one among the children who can fight against the tank head-on was Hei Da. The black long blade on his hand became clearer and almost formed a physical body. Every time he swung, it brought out a black afterimage, as if an ancient divine weapon was cutting through the void.

Everyone is a power figure. The entire battle scene is extremely direct and tragic. Every time the collision occurs, it makes a shocking sound.

Boom, another loud bang, the tank suddenly staggered, and its body leaned forward, losing its balance. He seized this opportunity. Hei Four, behind the tank, stepped forward, rushed towards him, and suddenly punched him on the back. The tank was roaring in a huge body, and his body was smashed forward. He caught the opportunity, and the black long blade slashed horizontally towards his waist.

During the slogan, the tank pressed the double hammer to the ground, barely stopped, and then quickly pulled the giant hammer to his chest. The big weapon was good, and it immediately blocked the long blade of the big black, but this time it was not a mutual slash, so the big black did not receive much impact, and the black blade only bounced slightly.

Black Dragon is not a person who only knows how to act recklessly, so neither is the children who are in the same mind. The black blade is closed and the chop is changed to a stab. His feet then step forward and send it forward. The black blade can be said to be the incomplete body of the God of Death Scythe, and it is also extremely sharp. The blade tip pierces into the abdomen of the tank without any obstacles.

The tank roared again, and the pain of the berserkers after the madness would drop significantly. Even if they cut off their hands and feet, it would not hurt. Therefore, the tank's roar was not painful, but anger and unwillingness. The dwarves are the most stubborn and face-loving race. The tanks fell into the hands of the black dragon again and again, and they had lost all their face. Only by destroying the Black Dragon Mercenary Group can he save his face, but there seems to be no hope.

The last trace of clarity in the tank's eyes was completely wiped out, leaving only endless madness. He raised the giant hammer and slammed it hard on the long black blade. The blade was still in his body at this moment. If he smashed it like this, without the black force, the blade opened the tank's abdomen with this force. At this time, a red flame-like light gushed out of the tank's body.

The tank, whose body below the abdomen had been divided into two halves, did not fall down, but instead roared and tried to rush towards Hei Da, but the broken body could no longer support his movements, and he staggered again. With this ground meeting, Hei Da's long blade flipping upwards, cutting the tank into two halves from bottom to top.

The broken body fell softly to the ground, but the red light did not break with the damage of the body, but instead gathered into a red figure. The figure was full of limbs and his face was vaguely the way the tank was when he was alive. However, the flame-like light wrapped around his body made him a little unreal. His hands were also holding two hammers condensed from light, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was roaring silently, and then he waved the giant hammer to pounce on the black da.

"War Soul!" A memory that did not belong to him suddenly appeared in the Black Dragon's heart, which belonged to Arroyo.
Chapter completed!