Chapter 685 (1/2)

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”Something's wrong!”

Once again, she intercepted the arrow of Charon. Atalante stopped Achilles who wanted to rush to the black castle. She stared at the front with vigilant eyes. She didn't care about the battle between Spartacus and the mysterious giant in the black below.

As one of the most famous hunters in Greek mythology, she has a strong wild instinct and can even detect the coming of danger in advance. At the moment, her instinct gives an extremely strong sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis was not so strong even in the face of kaludon Warcraft.

This made her vigilant and even ready to retreat.

After all, it's not far from the base camp of the black side. When the other party's seven followers are complete, they can't resist it alone. She doesn't even want to come unless she wants to see Spartacus.

You should know that the Grail War has only started two days, and their preparations have not been done well. Even their swordsmen have not gathered yet. It is really not the time to fight with the black side.

”Elder sister, are the black followers pouring out?”

After being reminded by atalante, Achilles put away the smile that often hung on his face, and his expression also hardened, staring warily at the front.

He is really confident in his strength, but he is not confident enough to fight against the seven followers of the other party by relying on his three people.

That's not self-confidence, but death level arrogance!

However, he also has his own pride. Even if he can't defeat the seven followers of the black side with his strength, he is confident that no one can stop him if he wants to withdraw.

And this time, they just hold the idea of waste utilization, with the help of uncontrollable Spartacus to test the identity and skills of black followers, and don't want to fight.

”Withdraw!”

Suddenly, atalante's wild instinct gave a crazy warning, and even almost collapsed, which changed atalante's look and greeted Achilles to retreat at the first time.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

”Capital punishment king!”

The Duke's cold drink sounded, and countless sharp iron cones rose from the earth, turning a one kilometer radius into a steel jungle. Atalante suffered heavy losses in an instant.

Achilles on the other side noticed something wrong, turned into a streamer and rushed to atalante, trying to save him and retreat quickly.

At this time, Wang Hao stepped out of the space crack, waved his hand, and one arm fell with a spin. As for the figures of Achilles and atalante, they had disappeared.

”Worthy of the heel in Greek mythology, running is fast!”

Looking at the fallen arm, Wang Hao was not surprised that he failed to leave Achilles. After all, he is a hero who is very good at speed. As long as he doesn't love war, no one can stop him. It's good to cut off one of his arms this time.

Of course, this is mainly the reason why Wang Hao is merciful. Otherwise, if he breaks out with all his strength, Achilles, who is only a follower, cannot escape.

It would take a few days for Achilles to regenerate even if he lost the arm.

”Archduke, how's your side?”

Holding Achilles' arm in his hand, Wang Hao asked the Archduke. At the same time, they went to Spartacus and Jiantong geese who were still fighting at night.

”The king's capital punishment king has integrated into the body of the other archers. It's not easy to take it out.”

Dagong's face is a little ugly. He used to rush to kill the other archers, but who thought he just hurt the other party seriously, and then he was rescued by the enemy cavalry.

However, from the performance just now, it seems that the cavalry of the red side are not ordinary heroes like the gunmen.

This makes the Duke feel more gloomy, and he has a feeling of both Yu and Liang.

He thought he was invincible when he was blessed by his native land, but no one thought that the quality of the followers of the red side was not bad. Two of the four followers were demigods.

That's a pit!

”Oppressor, oppressor!”

At the first time when the Archduke appeared, Spartacus was as happy as a madman, flying the Tongyan night, waving his sword and rushing towards the Archduke.

”For the brave who wields a sword to the strong in order to resist oppression, this king recognizes your challenge!”

The unhappy Archduke saw Spartacus rush, without ambiguity, and directly launched the capital punishment king to stab Spartacus into a mutton kebab.

To be honest, Spartacus is a first-class hero follower, but the employment of crazy soldiers limits the strength of the other party. Otherwise, it is not so easy to win Spartacus with the strength of the Archduke, even with the blessing of national power.

In fact, the most suitable job for Spartacus is swordsman.

At the moment of temporarily controlling Spartacus, Wang Hao made a decisive move and knocked Spartacus out.

Although it's simple to say, it's not easy to knock out the follower. After all, the follower's body structure is different from that of ordinary people, and its core is an idea separated from the spirit noumenon.

If you want to stun it, you have to temporarily ban that idea and cut the connection with the body. It's very difficult to do this.

Without much waiting, he tore open a space crack and threw Spartacus in. At the same time, there was Jiantong wild goose night cut off by the waist.

This time, the injury of Jiantong wild goose night was very bad, and the wounds in other parts were all right. The most important thing was that Spartacus almost cut off the whole waist of Jiantong wild goose night with his last sword, even half of his lumbar spine was cut off, and his internal organs were torn to pieces by the cruel sword Qi.

”Is Mr. yanye all right?”

Charon looked at the miserable inter Tongyan night and asked with concern. Ah Fu had been scared to cover his eyes and couldn't bear to see it.

Ken's mother and little Jack squatted down curiously and poked the visceral fragments revealed by Jian Tong goose night with their fingers.

”Teacher, I feel I can save it!”

Jian Tongyan, who was barely breathing, tried to resist the pain of waist cutting and asked Wang Hao for help.

Thanks to hellish cultivation in the past six months, his resilience can be called abnormal. Even if he suffered such fatal wounds, he didn't die immediately. However, he can also feel that his vitality is rapidly losing from the wound. If he doesn't deal with it, he will die.