One Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety-Seven Reinforcements From Both Sides
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"Ignorance? Arrogance? I really want to know where your confidence comes from!" The god puppet who arrived here first swung his long sword and moved forward rapidly.
Because of the high speed, the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect in front were slightly taken aback. If you simply compare the attack speed of the physical body, there is still a big gap between them and this weird puppet!
The opponent's speed was really fast, and he rushed in front of a young swordsman in the blink of an eye. The long sword in his hand swung violently and slashed directly at the opponent's face.
The young swordsman only had time to react slightly, and just after he moved a short distance, the sharp long sword was chopped off.
In the next second, gold and iron collided, sparks splashed everywhere.
The flying sword beside the young man automatically intercepted the slashing path of the god puppet's long sword, blocking the fatal blow.
However, in the next second, the face of the young man from the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect changed drastically, because he saw that the sharp long sword that the other party cut on his long sword was suddenly entwined with lightning that danced like a spirit snake.
"Enchanted weapon!" The young man was shocked, and he crossed his hands before he could think about it. In the next moment, a magical shield appeared in front of him, which looked almost the same as a magical defensive barrier.
Seeing that the lightning strike had no effect on this defensive shield, the god puppet dodged to avoid the two flying swords flying from the side, and took several steps back before stabilizing its figure.
He lowered his head slightly, looking at the white-clothed swordsmen who were ready to fight, a magic circle immediately appeared on the other hand, and a ball of flames wrapped around his long sword again.
Every white-clothed swordsman here has the strength to fight against him, which he never expected.
But he couldn't retreat, because the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire did not have the option of fleeing in embarrassment. What's more, he is just a puppet, a puppet for consumption!
The old man from the Heavenly Sword Sect discovered that this puppet with huge energy fluctuations was actually weaker than he expected, and he couldn't help showing a smug expression on his face.
According to his previous estimation based on the fluctuation of magic power, the combat power of this weird puppet should be about the same as his.
But the facts have proved that although the energy fluctuations seem to be huge, the fighting power of this weird puppet is actually not much different from that of an ordinary swordsman.
Therefore, he felt that he had a little high opinion of this world before, because the so-called strong people in this world don't look very good-in terms of understanding and application of aura, the other party is obviously not at the same level as the Heavenly Sword Sect, even if With the same amount of aura, it cannot exert the same amount of power.
But what he doesn't know is that the main reason why the god puppet is easy to be discovered and sensed is because the god puppet itself uses a lot of energy to preserve mental power and manipulate the puppet's body.
However, there are still a lot of secrets that he is interested in on this weird puppet, such as the kind of attack that can make weapons entangled with lightning, such as what the puppet itself relies on to operate.
"Several people go up together! Capture him first!" The old man narrowed his eyes and gave an order.
After hearing his order, the swordsmen who hadn't planned to join the battle circle stepped forward one after another and surrounded the god puppet who was fighting alone.
But before they started attacking, the white-haired old man's expression was obviously taken aback, because he already felt that not far away, there were several powerful auras appearing on the edge of his perception range.
Soon, these powerful energy fluctuations approached here. The white-haired old man frowned, and he suddenly had a premonition that this world might not be as simple as he thought.
Of course it was not that simple, because after a few seconds, several god puppets fell from the sky and stood beside the god puppets who drew out their long swords and fought for a round first.
One of the petite goddess puppets asked, "What's going on? Did they start?"
The god puppet that drew out its long sword snorted,
He opened his mouth and replied: "You guys are too slow to come! Not only did they do it, but they also wanted to kill me, so they can study it!"
"That's it...then there's nothing to say." The goddess puppet drew out her long sword after saying that. The magic on her long sword shone, and it was immediately entwined with flames.
On the other side, another god puppet also drew out a long sword, but on the edge of his sword, there was lightning magic dancing.
Under the surprised gazes of all the white-clothed swordsmen, several god puppets swooped down from the air and landed in their encirclement.
Indistinctly, the number of these god puppets is already very large. On the side of the white-clothed swordsman, the sparse encirclement seemed a little bit open.
"So... there are so many..." The old man in white frowned slightly. He really didn't expect that there were so many weird puppets in this magical world, who possessed the powerful strength of their sword repair masters.
Now he really wants to know who and what kind of strong man, with such a wicked taste, has created so many weird puppets.
It's a pity that no one can answer his questions now, because the battle is about to break out, and everyone's expressions are very dignified.
The old man snorted coldly, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Good! You are not too small! But... you are more than our Heavenly Sword Sect? You are so ridiculous!"
He stretched out his hand and crushed a jade talisman, and more swordsmen in white began to walk out of the beam of light. Seeing that there were hundreds of white-clothed swordsmen before, it was about to gather 1,000 people.
Hundreds of god puppets have already gathered, and the leader of the god puppets looked at more and more white-clothed swordsmen around him, then at the laughing old man, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you sure? The Alan Hill Empire... has more people than it does?"
After speaking, he took out a radio communication device, and then asked the device: "When will the reinforcements arrive? There are more enemies than imagined... Yes, elves can do it, and demons can do it too..."
After finishing speaking, he stuffed the radio device into his pocket, and loudly ordered all the puppets around him: "Get ready to fight!"
"Fireball!" "Thunderbolt" chorused loudly, and all the god puppets cast brilliant magic one after another, and the white-clothed swordsmen also activated the ancient swords on their shoulders, and the flying swords shone coldly on the battlefield in an instant... ...The two sides quickly fought together, and the clash of gold and iron was extremely tragic.