Legends and non-legacy are two different things. The former has mastered the laws of nature. The more you master, the greater the energy you can control. This is a path that gradually leaves the existence of mortals and leads to gods.

When he learned that Victor Hugo had been promoted to legend, Farrell made a quick decision and was about to leave. He was not even in the mood to inform others, and just wanted to return to his nest and get rid of the fine and soft work to escape from the north.

"That's a hell. Why hasn't anyone ever said this?"

Farrell's mind was so painful. He turned his horse's head but was very suspicious of Vitas's words. Because there have been strong men with legendary levels in the North for decades, what if Vita's judgment is wrong?

If you retreat, the noble forces in the north will inevitably be completely destroyed. The Horn Fort will not be spared. It would be good if the Hemlock family could go into exile to other places. This is a long journey of abandoning all the glory and wealth.

After a moment of hesitation, a team of thousands of people rushed from the direction of the Golden Top Tent. The leader was Friedman himself. But the exiles from the Principality of Os were followed.

Farrell leaned over and shouted, trying to discuss with Friedman. But when the two were close to ten meters, he felt frightened and frightened.

Friedman likes to wear gorgeous clothes on weekdays, even the armors that go to battle are inlaid with gold and jade, and the light is shining.

But at this moment, his eyes were pitch black like deep holes, his face was gray and exposed with blood patterns, and his clothes and armor seemed to be stored in the tomb for many years, and it was gray.

The patriarch of the Buqi family exudes the breath of death all over his body.

When Farrell saw the other party, he couldn't help but pull the reins back. Even Vesta was trembling and dared not speak. They decided carefully and realized that the thousands of people who came to Friedman were all the same.

These people all had a stiff dead face, without blinking or breathing, and rushed towards the sea of ​​fire in the foggy fortress. They were not afraid or dodged, as if they were to sacrifice their lives.

Farrell and Vesta were shocked, but were swept away by these guys and walked forward with a tough bullet.

This team of thousands of people is fearless and has really set out on a path in the raging fire. Especially the leader of Friedman, whose majestic physique emits a biting white cold air in the fire.

Under the pressure of the cold air, the powerful force of the storm of flames was greatly reduced, from a two or three meters high fire wall that turned into a small flame that could not be cut off, as if one kick could be stepped on.

The impact of thousands of people opened a huge gap in the sea of ​​fire. The nobles surrounding the fortress were unknown, and only saw the changes in the war were beneficial to them, so they shouted excitedly and rushed in.

Two or three thousand troops suddenly surged into the gap. The leader Friedman waved his long black sword and could split the dwarf defender in enchanted heavy armor into two halves with one sword.

Behind Friedman, a giant earth was summoned from the earth by a noble wizard.

The huge and clumsy guy stomped his feet and there was a huge shock on the ground. The fortifications dug by the dog-headed man collapsed on a large scale with the transmission of seismic waves.

The earth giant raised his fists and smashed the ground hard. The vibration energy was transmitted to the foundation of the fortress. The wall made of thick wood and soil became loose. After a few more punches, it would vaguely collapse.

At this moment, Farrell, who was being held back, began to rise a little more hope. He pulled Master Vesta next to him and asked in a low voice: "Where is Victor Hugo? Didn't he say he entered the legend?"

Vesta was also looking around, but the dark night sky could not see anything.

But the earth giant showed its might again. Under the gaze of thousands of nobles, it gradually accelerated with its seemingly slow but actually savage and fierce body. It was about to collapse a piece of wall that had been shaken against the opposite side.

"Wow..., can you finally break this damn fortress?"

"The wall is about to collapse, the wall is about to collapse, and the wall is about to collapse!"

"Babys, prepare your weapons, and we will go in and slaughter the rebellious untouchables, take their property, kill their children, sleep their women, live in their houses!"

There were dozens of nobles who were strong and violent to behave themselves as warriors who were the best in the three armies. They followed closely behind the earth giants, preparing to grab the honor of entering the city first.

The earth giant's footsteps were extremely heavy. It ran from fifty meters away, leaning forward more than ten meters away from the wall, and its thick and hard head lowered as a siege hammer...

The heavy steps were like the accelerated heartbeat of everyone on the scene, stepping on every node of contraction and relaxation. When the nobles' emotions reached the highest with the node, a light fell from the sky.

No... it's not a ray of light.

It was a figure waving his wings. He landed with a sharp sword in his hand, and the sharp sword light penetrated the hard and thick head of the earth giant like a rock. The sword light went down and cut its thick and huge body until it penetrated into the ground.

The forward rush of the earth giant ended. It stopped one or two meters away from the wall, but staggered backwards. This elemental creature has low intelligence. It stared at its huge eyes and looked at its opponent with its navel height, and then it went from beginning to end, one and two halves.

The noble warriors who were rushing forward instantly stopped and retreated in panic. They all sensed a solemn and stern breath in front of them, like a sharp blade, and only when they approached slightly, their skin felt ache, and liver and gallbladder were cramped, as if they would be cut into pieces.

The earth giant fell down, and the nobles retreated one after another, carefully identifying a young man with light feathers in front of him. After killing the earth giant, he flapped his wings and flew up again, as if he had done something worth mentioning.

Friedman with a dead face shouted: "Victor Hugo, come and fight me!"

The man with light wings ignored him and rose straight to the height, flew towards the camp where the nobles gathered, and flew towards the direction of the golden tent.

Instead, the fortress wall that was about to collapse suddenly cracked from the inside out. The rocks flew like an explosion. The nobles blocked outside the wall were beaten by the bursting rocks and ran away with their heads in their arms.

A loud roar sounded from the rocks, and an angry voice came from the wall, "What qualifications do you group of scumbags have to be enemies with my master?

Let Mr. Jiying come to play with you tonight. I want you to understand that death can also be very gorgeous, very poignant, and can be remembered forever!"

The head of the dragon's monster mechanically emerged from the rocky dust, followed by a storm of wind that swept the dust into the sky. Xili stood on the dragon's back, and the six-tube "Gatling" was ready to go. Erin stood behind the dragon and operated another six-tube "Gatling".

Behind the Earth Dragon, Arsey led the melee personnel from Hanfeng City to disperse the formation. Sophia led two or three hundred spell casters and was using the magic array to accumulate ultimate moves.

"Jiying" read the line and found that no one cheered. It shook its hideous head in anger and cursed loudly:
Chapter completed!