Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Looking at the golden-haired Millennium who suddenly appeared in front of him, the white-haired old man felt the fatal danger and did not dare to be negligent at all. He used the War Emperor Mark to form thirty-six energy shields around his body.

Kyle smiled contemptuously, raised his hand, and summoned the secondary spear of Putlock's Spear.

The next moment, the scene changed, and Kyle moved the battlefield to a barren mountain thirteen kilometers away.

Due to the language barrier, the two men did not communicate much and started fighting directly.

Facing Kyle, the white-haired old man summoned his mount, a four-winged flying tiger.

"Roar--"

Looking at the tiger with a low-level soul, Kyle moved his mind and threw the red dragon out of the feather space.

"boom--"

An eighteen-meter-long red dragon smashed into a hill, raising clouds of dust.

Colclough touched his head with his paw and looked around in confusion.

He was sleeping soundly just now, but was suddenly thrown out. Could it be that the angel was dead, and could he run away?

"here."

Hearing the voice of the "devil", Colclough's beautiful fantasy was shattered. Long flew to Kyle with a flattering smile on his face and said, "Boss, who are you going to kill?"

"That four-winged flying tiger, I'll give you half an hour to finish her off."

Colclough looked in the direction of Kyle's finger and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a delicious piece of food. Oh, you are a powerful warrior."

Kyle naturally heard the hidden meaning of the greedy red dragon's words, took out a low-level magic crystal and threw it to the other party, saying: "I'll give you ten minutes. If you can't kill him, you'll be prepared to pay him back tenfold."

Looking at the magic crystal in the dragon's claw, which couldn't be any smaller, the joy that rose in Colclough's heart disappeared instantly.

"There are nine minutes left."

Hearing Kyle's voice, Colclough didn't dare to delay any longer. He put the magic crystal into the dragon scales, roared, and rushed towards the winged food.

Facing this unknown giant beast, the Four-Winged Flying Tiger heard the contempt in his tone, roared, and its body rapidly expanded. A twenty-meter body appeared in the air and rushed towards the red dragon.

The two giant beasts were fighting in the barren mountains. Kyle and the white-haired old man were not idle either. Various combat skills and battle marks flew everywhere, razing dozens of hills to the ground.

In less than ten minutes, the remains of the white-haired old man fell to the ground.

Half of his arm was cut off, his legs turned into blood, his equipment engraved with the holy seal was completely lost, and his clothes were all torn.

Looking at the blond young man in the sky, the white-haired old man smiled miserably. He knew that there was no way he could go back alive.

In the brief battle just now, he had used all his strength, even at the cost of his life, but was easily blocked by the opponent.

Kyle stood in the air and looked down: "It's weaker than I thought. This is the gap between the worlds."

The white-haired old man gathered his remaining strength into the five holy marks in his heart, ready to fight to the death and use self-destruction to give the opponent the final blow.

"You can't blow yourself up if you want. Your brain is still very useful."

Kyle noticed the other party's unusual movement, put away the secondary spear of Putlock's Spear, flashed in front of the white-haired old man, and dug out the flesh and blood from his chest.

In the [Holy Flame], the five holy marks representing the source of powerful strength gradually disintegrated and turned into the purest magic energy, dissipating in the space.

Seeing his trump card being easily cracked by the opponent, the white-haired old man had a lonely look on his face, and his vitality slowly dissipated.

After the holy mark was completely destroyed, Kyle casually swung out a sword energy, and the sword energy cut off the head.

Picking up the rotten head, Kyle left the pit and came to the location of the red dragon.

At this moment, Colclough was lying on the Four-Winged Flying Tiger and feasting on her, devouring her flesh and blood to improve his own strength.

Seeing this, Kyle stood quietly in the air and did not disturb the greedy red dragon.

……

Outside Youhu Pass, the 3,000 Beast Knights of the Xiaguan Army were no match for the Hebrew Ice Bear Knights. 2,900 of the 3,000 were killed on the spot, and only a hundred or so survived and escaped back into the pass.

The battle was over in less than ten minutes. On the top of the wall, Edmund witnessed this battle without any suspense and felt disheartened.

He knew the enemy was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Three thousand beast knights were unable to withstand the charge of the enemy's eight hundred knights and were all wiped out.

You have to know that they are Beast Knights, each of them is a professional, not just cannon fodder.

"Click"

A faint and dull shattering sound rang in his ears, and Edmund's face changed drastically. He took out the diamond-shaped holy seal representing Leonard's life breath from his pocket.

Linton Isaac, who was standing next to Edmund, looked down, his face suddenly changed, he looked up outside the pass, immediately came to Edmund's side, and whispered: "Edmund, go quickly."

"Uncle, Leonard..."

Linton Isaac interrupted the other party and said in a deep voice: "There is no time. The enemy is stronger than we thought. Youhu Pass may not last a day. You must leave here immediately."

"The Isaac family has already lost a Saint Seal warrior in this war. We cannot afford to lose another family head and another Saint Seal warrior. With the Forbidden Sky Seal, leave the rest to me."

Edmund glanced into the distance, then left the wall under the escort of his personal guards. Two Holy Seal Knights of the Isaac family also left with him.

"Pass the order down, defend Youhu Pass to the death, and kill anyone who retreats."

Amid the shouts of the messenger, Linton's orders were transmitted level by level to the interior of Youhu Pass.

Ten minutes later, Kyle appeared in front of Weilin, holding a head and a tiger head. He threw them on the ground, saluted gracefully, and said, "My lord, I have obtained sixty merits."

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being here. In less than half an hour, you cut off the head of a mid-level soul professional and a low-level soul beast."

Kyle heard this with a smile on his face, but did not tell the truth.

While the two were talking, the magic cannon began to pour energy balls towards the wall of Youhu Pass.

Feeling the sound coming from not far away, Weilin looked calm, raised his hand, stopped the bombardment, and ordered the mage group to cast a spell.

More than thirty earth elemental mages received the order and began to cast [Gathering Sand into Mountains].

The ground surged, and six cliffs about six meters wide "grew" out from the ground, extending towards Youhu Pass.

Seeing this, the temporary commander Linton ordered the musketeers to concentrate their firepower and attack the cliff extending towards the wall of the pass.

Although it is just a useless struggle, it is better than doing nothing. At least it can stabilize morale.

Half an hour later, six cliffs arrived at the Youhu Pass, marking the official start of the siege.