Chapter 280 The Terrifying Sense of Destruction

After the explosion, the statue of the general remained motionless. However, at the base, less than half of it collapsed.

One explosive crystal is not enough to destroy the entire statue. After all, it is only a small one, not a big guy that can be hugged by just one person in Thor's Hammer.

However, this was enough to make all the cavalrymen tremble with fear. Without orders from their superiors, everyone collectively raised their bows and arrows and pointed diagonally upward.

Tang En threw the crystal so fast that they didn't see any traces. Naturally, this was blamed on Samp. After all, it was very similar to his silent attack just now.

"Let go!" The cavalry captain looked away from the base of the collapsed statue, his eyes were blood red, and he gave the attack order without hesitation.

Swish, swish, swish... the black arrows roared out again, shooting intensively at the "living target" in the sky.

Hey, this kind of defensive shooting has no effect at all. Samp waved his stick and moved his body again.

"There, let me go... uh, spread out, spread out!" After the cavalry captain caught Samp's figure, he ordered to attack again. However, after seeing the opponent waving his wand, his expression immediately changed. He shouted at the cavalry to disperse their formation.

Chichichichi... There was another scream, and some cavalrymen followed in the footsteps of their previous companions. However, the casualties were much better than before, and many people escaped this invisible attack.

However, the space is so big, and those cavalry who escaped will inevitably enter the surrounding people. The chaos brought about by this is undoubtedly complete, and the tragic situation in front of them is shocking. No one wants to be affected and become the next unlucky victim.

"Run..."

Howlings came from nowhere. As if receiving instructions, the legs of the people around them immediately rushed outside crying. The inside is in chaos, and those on the outside have no choice but to follow whether they like it or not, otherwise they will be trampled to death.

"Go back, get all back..." Oliver, who was in the crowd, roared angrily, grabbing the people next to him and throwing them inside. But this is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket. There are escape routes in all directions. Even if he is covered with hands, how many can he throw? For a moment, instead of having any effect, the crowd surrounded him.

Samp in the air also noticed that something was wrong. With a frown, he swung his staff and slashed towards the edge of the square.

"ah……"

A series of screams sounded more like the Sonata of Death. The crowd who ran out of the square first were cut in half in an instant just like the cavalry before. Blood was flying into the air, and the tragedy was unbearable to witness.

The flow of people there instantly stopped, and the people who were close to him slumped to the ground, some fainted, and some crawled backwards subconsciously. Unfortunately, the whole square is now in chaos. The people inside are unaware of the situation outside, but they still keep pushing the crowd towards the outside. Even if you know, you have no choice now. And there are more than one direction of escape, maybe the devil can't take care of it... The trend has become unstoppable!

"Fuck your mother! Open the door!" A blue light erupted in the square, and figures kept flying around, and the place was cleared in an instant.

Kick, kick, kick, Oliver took a few steps with a livid face, pulled out the huge sword stuck on the ground, turned around, gathered strength, and slashed horizontally: "Fuck it, break it for me!"

Whoosh - a giant blue sword flashed across the sky, roaring with heat that ripped through the air, and headed straight for the towering statue of the general.

Oliver is really irritated. Damn it, you are destroying the statue and ruining my business. In this case, let's do something simple... The powerful blow of the earth-level warrior is not easy to block, not to mention it is sent by Oliver. Even Tang En, who has fully recovered from his injuries, has to temporarily avoid the edge, let alone Those guard cavalry.

So they could only watch blankly as the giant sword light came from a distance, and then hit one of the thighs of the general's statue without hesitation... Boom!

Stone powder filled the air and fragments shot out. The blue sword light passed through the statue and continued its attack until it overturned the roof of a two-story shop next to the square.

The one-legged general statue at the back shook a few times, and the other leg finally broke into pieces, and then it finally kissed the earth in an unstoppable posture.

boom! boom! Boom... This kiss was really heroic, the earth shook, and there were endless sounds. The statue also broke into several pieces in an instant, losing its former majesty.

Because of the previous escape, except for a few unlucky cavalry, the statue did not hit anyone else. However, it is undeniable that this huge movement directly brought the chaotic situation to a crazy climax.

Screams, screams, hysterical screams of fear... the bustling city square instantly turned into a disaster scene, and the reaction of the crowd was even more intense. At this point, everyone's minds are not clear, and there is only one clearest idea, and that is to escape!

But is it really that easy?

Chi, chi, chi... With the constant and terrifying sound of splitting, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood around the square completely turned into a place of evil for Shura.

Samp stood high above the square, occasionally dodging sporadic bow and arrow attacks. The wand in his hand kept raising and slashing, raising and slashing... The exposed half of his face seemed to be made of iron juice, without any change. I couldn't see his eyes, but thinking about it, I knew they must be full of coldness, indifference, etc.

The trend of escape is unstoppable. Anyone can see this, and it is impossible for Samp to be unaware of this. But he still stubbornly threw the space blade to the surroundings at the fastest speed, killing all living beings.

Because there are so many escape directions, there are naturally some people who can escape by chance. Samp did not pursue. It seemed that in his eyes there was a line around the square. Those inside the line could not get out. Those inside the line were dead. Those outside the line were ignored.

Cold? No, this is complete indifference, indifference to life, indifference to humanity, and indifference to oneself... Samp is now the God of Death. Every time he chooses a direction, it means that there are countless souls about to rise. This state made Oliver below stunned. He frowned and looked a little ugly.

Although the other world is a world where the weak eat the strong, except for war, massacre of ordinary people is still unacceptable. Once word of this gets out, at least there will be no place for Samp and Samp to gain a foothold in Bran.

But does Samp care about this now? He is now carrying the pursuit of the Temple of Light. He doesn't have to worry about the debt and the lice. Anyway, he will flee to the Northern Wasteland after this matter is over, so he doesn't care about this additional crime.

Oliver didn't have much objection to this approach. What he was worried about was Samp's current state, which lacked any vitality and only had a terrifying sense of destruction. He could destroy others as well as himself, and everything seemed indifferent... Just when Oliver was worried, Samp's body in the air suddenly shook, his chest heaved, as if he breathed a long sigh of relief, "Haha, did you finally show up? It seems that I am lucky..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed in the air one after another, shrinking to an inch and moving towards the south.