Elden Gulong in American comics

Going down the stairs, in this ancient fortress, there is a strong smell of blood. This may be the place closest to the abyss in the world. Under this French fortress, there is an ancient mausoleum, in which is sealed A tyrant skilled in the power of the abyss.

Later, the tyrant was defeated by the French Undead Team and fell into the abyss. The Undead Team built the French Fortress where he disappeared and guarded the abyss for a long time.

Hawkwood bravely walked in this fortress. He could already hear the sound of the collision of swords below. He could even imagine the gorgeous swordsmanship of the Undead Team and the swordsmanship of the Undead Team from the collision of the swords. Taken from the wolf, it uses the dagger in one hand as a fulcrum to turn its body and make beautiful slashes. Every attack is so graceful and so deadly.

In this kind of tactics, there is no room for shields. The only way to fight against the abyss is to keep moving forward and attacking.

Huh!

Hawkwood let out a roar. In front of him, the White Wolf War Ghost Bagram had already thrust the sword in his hand into the chest of the team member in front of him. The opponent's body fell softly, and the opponent looked towards Hawkwood. , shaking off the blood on the sword in his hand just like he did when he escaped in the past, Bagram looked to the side, the face under the helmet frowned slightly: "This is my prey.

The wolf hated the dog that came to share the pie. The long sword in the white wolf's hand was pointed at Hawkwood, but the other party ignored the provocation. He looked at the countless corpses of the dead team on the ground, but the battle between wolves and wolves But it still didn't stop, the flames became more and more raging, almost swallowing up the dead team. Bagram was shocked and wanted to get away, but the warrior behind him dropped the two swords in his hands and held on tightly. Lived my head.

Orange flames spurted out from my eyes, covering Bagram's cheeks. A mocking voice came from the side. Fran looked at the silence and said in a disapproving manner. Bagram glared at him and made up his mind. If you want to duel me, just focus on the warrior behind you.

"You are sitting under a stone in the door, Mr. Guo, he'd better not be so optimistic.

The sound of metal colliding was heard, followed by the sizzling sound of flesh and blood being burned. Bagram's body flew out and fell to the ground.

The armor collided, and the white wolf's dead body burned in the remaining fire. The corpse stood up, the small sword in its hand was bathed in the fire, and it assumed a fighting posture.

Just like what Bi Shu said, the attack of the Dead Team is like a dance. There must be people from Earth over there. Maybe we will think that the Death Team is dancing in the hip-hop. It is through this special dance-like movement that it is deadly. The other party responded to his ultimate move. He stared blankly at the battle behind him. Fran shrugged, took out one and stuffed it out of his mouth. The pure sweetness filled his mouth. It felt like it was indeed wrong for the other party's momentum to become like this. It's terrifying. Bagram can't even feel the opponent's fangs under his crotch. This bloodthirsty wolf often bites its prey. After my blood dries, the hunting will stop. Just like Fran's reminder just now, Gu Long thought that his battle would be so difficult, so he began to gather the strength of the whole team. The warriors had weaker strength and speed than before. Bagram was eaten before he could react. Secretly, I hit him in the chest with my small sword. Bi Shu looked directly at the warrior behind him, trying to see something from the other's exposed eyes, but I only saw bloodlust and madness. In the last moment, two dots of red light. From these eyes lit up, a crazy howl came from the warrior's mouth.

Clang!

The White Wolf is a dead team sharing a soul. At this moment, our souls come together, giving one of the warriors even weaker power.

"Want to help, big dog?"

"How does it feel?"

In an instant, tiny sparks emerged from among the corpses of the fallen dead team. The sparks danced in the sky like fireflies, forming a crimson satin and swarming towards one of the corpses.

The ancient dragon war ghost turned around, and I wasn't having fun yet. I had to fight a few more battles and thought of that. Bagram didn't worry about it. I puffed up my chest and asked Fran and his party: "Do they think so?" Have you got a boy? You should be waiting for you inside the fortress. This is your wizard."

This is my brother, my master, and my family. We walked into the furnace without hesitation, but even then, what was waiting for us was my sword.

Fran looked at the weak warrior in front of him. He was still the strange goal of his life. Maybe I had already become a weak existence in the border area of ​​​​famous people, but I was just a lone wolf like I am now. Bagram made a sound Roaring, in the last moment, I drew my sword and rushed down. The long sword and the giant sword were constantly colliding in the air, making a special sound like blacksmithing. As sparks flew, the surrounding air became scorching cold.

Fran who was watching took out some gummy candies from somewhere, handed two to Hawkwood, and stuffed one into Bi Shudongde's hand: "Here, eating candies won't help relieve pain.

The opponent bent over like a wolf, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared next to Bagram. The small sword burning with flames in his hand rotated, drawing an arc with fire, and bit Bagram to death. live.

The long sword in Bagram's hand pierced the opponent's chest, and the opponent's giant sword also hit my waist and abdomen. Both sides received a fatal blow, but they both managed to hold on without falling.

fire!

After feeling sorry for Bagram in his mind, Fran turned his head and looked at the battlefield behind him. At this moment, the battle had not become more intense. The blood in the bodies of both sides spurted out from the wounds, and then in the cold The room evaporated and turned into a light red blood mist.

Roar!

...Ka, Ka Gulong was not surprised. The opponent seemed to be burning with anger, but he did not attack. Seeing this, the soldier shook his head: "It's a plan. The next step is not to take away our firewood."

"What a gorgeous dance."

After hearing Bi Shudong's words, the ancient shadow of the Dragon God, who had lost all his pity for his generation, nodded slightly. The shadow of the god-man is not a beast accompanying the god-man. He has always been the closest minister of the god-man. Like Lani and Blaze, that kind of close relationship needs to be cultivated from a young age, but it can be solved with strength, but the other party is obviously enjoying it. Bagram looked at the corpses around him, and saw if there was any more corpses. It's bad to get up, very bad.

I took out a holy water bottle from my waist, and little red dew drops flowed out of it, healing my body. But the moment Chang drank the medicine, the dead team on the other side launched an attack.

Fran turned to ask Hawkwood next to him. The other person looked at the fighting Gu Long, shook his head, and said in a voice that only Fran could hear: "If you want to be the shadow of a god, you are still qualified."

Covered in this crazy flame, Bagram let out a miserable howl, expressing the feeling that a borderland person has more often than a strange name.