Chapter 1311 The Radiance Shines

The torrent of iron and steel formed by the soldiers of the burning dawn roared past.

For these elites, obeying the commander's order is instinct, and the direction the commander's sword points to is the direction of charge.

And everything in the way of charging has only one result: destruction!

The swarming team was crushed by the soldiers of Burning Dawn like chopping melons and vegetables.

There are no exceptions.

Even if there are many existences that are extremely special to ordinary people hidden in this team, it is the same.

charge!

charge!

charge!

The spears pointed forward, and each body was pierced. However, these controlled puppets did not show any timidity or retreat. They rushed towards the soldiers of Burning Dawn one after another. A man whose whole body shone with a faint metallic light blocked the charging force. In front of the team.

clang!

Amidst the clashing sound of metal, the unstoppable spear was blocked, and the opponent's body was not pierced, only penetrated about an inch.

"You really thought that the person I picked would be ordinary..."

puff!

Before Peters could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an oncoming sword.

The long sword flashed, and the head flew high.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse was picked up by the spear, fell to the ground, and was trampled into a pulp by the horses that followed.

special?

What's wrong with being special?

For the soldiers of the Burning Dawn, the era they lived in was very special. They had seen a lot and killed even more with their own hands!

They already knew how to cooperate to kill those special guys.

Not only does this approach work, but they never mind killing more.

"combustion--"

"dawn!"

With the sound of the bugle, the team belonging to Peters was pierced.

The rest fled to the sides, and were once again surrounded by Burning Dawn soldiers whose ranks were split in two.

The soldiers of Burning Dawn are too familiar with this kind of annihilation battle.

Familiar with it like eating and sleeping.

And that was disaster for Peters.

He watched people who were carefully selected by him and possessed power beyond the reach of ordinary people die one by one under the spear and sword, and the anger in his heart began to grow stronger.

He vowed to kill Qin Ran.

It was as if he had sworn to get that thing.

And now?

The man he was going to kill was holding what he wanted.

"I'll let you understand!"

"What will happen to you if you anger me!"

A white-haired old man yelled at Qin Ran who was in the distance.

The opponent's skill is extremely extraordinary, and the speed is extremely fast.

This is also an important reason why the other party can survive until now.

But that's about it.

When the other party roared, a spear pierced the other party's chest.

puff!

With a flick of the sharp spear blade, the corpse fell aside, and the knight rushed towards the next target without stopping.

And Kieran looked away from the battlefield.

He looked to one side.

There, Urbes K slowly walked out of the shadows.

"It's been a long time since I returned to my real body."

"This feeling is so strange."

The other party said as he walked, with each step forward, his breath became stronger.

When he walked in front of Qin Ran, the other party's aura pressed down on Qin Ran like a mountain.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary mountain.

It has a strong smell of blood.

It is haunted by wraiths one by one.

The wraiths roared.

The venomous gaze that belonged to the undead fixedly stared at Qin Ran.

Needless to say, ordinary people, even the acclaimed strong men, would be terrified and even shattered under such stares.

But Kieran?

Anyone who dares to look at Qin Ran, or any creature in any sense, should always be prepared...to die.

The roar of the Wraith suddenly stagnated.

In their widened eyes, resentment was replaced by dullness.

In their field of vision, the hateful living are still standing there.

They tear each other apart by instinct.

but……

In their field of vision, there was an existence that should not have appeared.

In the dark, irrelevant land of the dead.

One soul after another was nailed to a pale wall that was wide and unfathomably wide and supported the sky and the earth.

The long nail, covered with mermaid tears and covered with rust, was in the hands of a pitch-black figure, who was holding a mallet, and the long nail was aimed at his body, hitting again and again.

pain!

pain!

Without reason, they can also feel all this.

Such feelings, tell them, this is them.

They wail.

They beg for mercy.

But it's useless.

Spikes pierced limbs and torsos, and they could only let the extinguishing wind blow their firmly fixed bodies.

But that's not the scariest.

The most frightening thing is that they saw their relatives and friends nailed to their side one by one.

No!

can not be like this!

Buried deep in their hearts, they have long been turned into obsessions. The characters who made them crazy just appeared in front of them and were treated cruelly. The wraiths raised their heads, looked at the only existence in the sky, and begged for mercy loudly.

They are willing to use one switch to get the peace where their obsession is.

even if……

own life.

Bang, bang!

One after another, the resentful spirits exploded, and the sound was like broken glass, crisp and sweet but shattered at the same time.

Urbais K took a step back, his body swaying slightly, and his already pale face became even paler.

The opponent escaped [Gaze of the Dead].

Kieran was not surprised by this.

The ability shown by the other party has already shown the specialness of the other party's soul.

As for being powerful?

A soul divided into hundreds or thousands of parts, no matter how powerful it is, is limited.

And if the other party dares to do this, he naturally has a purpose.

Similarly, Kieran does not think that the replaceable bodies controlled by the opponent are the opponent's trump cards. Even if those bodies have various abilities, they will never let 'Wu' catch them without help.

"Is this the ability you used that night?"

“I have to say, it’s very useful!”

"Do not worry!"

"I will continue this ability. I will keep your body and then use this ability well."

Marquis K stared at Qin Ran and spoke word by word.

The surrounding darkness became restless with such words.

They flow and swirl.

Then, like baby swallows returning to their nest, they flocked towards Marquis K.

Almost instantly, the darkness that was supposed to be gas-like became as solid as a thick city wall blocking Kieran's face.

"Do you really want to kill me at this time?"

"I know, you must want to do this."

"But how could I not be prepared?"

In the darkness, Marquis K laughed at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran shook his head again.

yes.

Who can't prepare?

You are ready.

I'm ready too.

And... more prepared than you are!

The knights of the Burning Dawn were divided into dozens of small groups and rampaged through the cemetery. Their spears were pointed downwards, and clear traces appeared on the ground.

These traces quickly connected and merged with larger traces outside the cemetery.

Those are fields, rivers, and forests painted on the ground.

They are lackluster.

They wait for the darkness to pass.

They call for dawn.

Kieran seemed to hear such a call and walked silently.

The soles of the feet left the deepest mark on the ground.

next moment--

The radiance shines.