Chapter 602 (1/2)

Before the iron gate was built.

The masked man stood thick and thin. Every once in a while, someone came out of the crowd and marched forward.

Never return.

They use their own flesh and blood and life to prevent the fierce beast from attacking.

Waiting for reinforcements.

Behind them, an iron wall was slowly rising.

However, even the disciples of the master craftsman knew that the wall alone could not stop the monsters of the sixth level in the divine realm.

Their only hope was to wait for the city Lord to reinforce them.

”Why The people of overlord haven't come yet? ”

Someone was gnashing his teeth and his knees were shaking.

Even they are not fearless.

”They It's rotten for a long time! ”

In the end, the great master of the Dharma takes root in the land.

”They have long forgotten what the purpose of building cities is.”

There was disappointment and indignation in the old man's voice.

“…… After the fine iron walls, the strong felt safe and only wanted to fight for power and gain, but they didn't think of how their ancestors fought for a ray of life in the mouth of fierce beasts

”Today, I'm here, and the iron gate is there.”

”If I am not here, the iron gate will be destroyed!”

”To tell you the truth, such a city will be destroyed in days.”

Even so, his blood is still flowing, blood mixed into the soil, into fine iron.

Even if he is disappointed with the world, the ideal of the master of secret arts is still to save the world and to stabilize the people!

”Master!”

Those flame mask people mixed with grief and anger, crying together, silent tears.

”Coming!”

The disciple in charge of reconnaissance in front of him suddenly exclaimed. He saw a white meteor smashing and crushing not far from the front. Several disciples together to drink, jump up to stop, but like the autumn wind swept leaves in general, was hit into powder!

These people gave their lives, but they could only stop Nie ma'er for a moment.

”I'm not afraid of death.”

Nie ma'er stopped to walk. The original white armor had turned into bright red, and the expression on his face was even more ferocious.

It's all the blood of these dead men.

However, Nie ma'er did not care. He patted him casually, as if he were waving away a trivial fly.

People gathered in one place to prepare for the blaze.

But Nie ma er didn't look at them at all. His eyes were always on the old man with white hair in the crowd.

”Are you the descendant of this generation of overlord city's master craftsman?”

He tilted his eyes and said, ”does it look like the oil is running out and the lamp is dry? Is it true that the disciple did not strive for success, and could not choose a suitable successor? If I had known that, I didn't have to go there. As long as you were old and dead, the iron gate would perish naturally. ”

”Bold!”

In the eyes of these flame masks, the great master of secret arts is like a God. How can people insult them like this?

At that time, several people jumped up high and urged the dust to turn into iron dragons and attack Nie ma'er.

Nie ma'er didn't care and waved his hands. Before these people could get close to him, they were torn into pieces of flesh and blood and scattered dust in the air.

The old man with white hair changed slightly and said in a deep voice, ”don't pay attention to him. Keep your formation steady.”

He did not move, but devoted all his energy to the construction of the iron wall behind him.