Chapter 2845 Golden Spear

The visitors were two more men, one with black and one white skin color, the contrast was quite strong.

The dark-skinned man was tall and handsome, holding a shining golden gun.

The fair-skinned man has a delicate appearance and holds an equally shining flute in his hand.

The dark-skinned man looked around, his pupils shrank suddenly, and when he looked at us again, his eyes were filled with blazing anger: "Were you the ones who killed my companions?"

"That's right." Shilok kept giggling: "We were the ones who killed him. Are you here to take revenge?"

"Revenge?" The dark-skinned man shook his head slightly: "The fact that they died in battle can only prove their incompetence."

"But I see hatred and anger in your eyes." I touched my chest, which had completely healed, and looked at the dark-skinned man with a smile.

"You killed my people and my companions. Naturally, I am angry and hateful towards you."

"So, you are here for revenge?" I asked again.

He shook his head again: "I'm not here for revenge."

"Then what are you doing here?" I asked curiously: "Help your companions collect the corpses?"

"We don't need to do the work of collecting corpses." The dark-skinned man's raging anger gradually dissipated, and the eyes he looked at me gradually changed from hatred to coldness: "We are only responsible for killing."

"So, you are here to kill us?" I looked at him with a smile.

"Exactly."

"If it's not revenge, then what's your reason for killing us?" I continued to ask.

"Invading the territory of the Gods, killing the descendants of the God King, disturbing His Majesty's rest, every one of them here is a capital crime." The dark-skinned man looked at me coldly and said calmly: "Are you clear?"

"It's clear." I nodded and said, "Excuse me, can I fight back?"

"This is your right," the dark-skinned man said coldly: "But soon, you will find out how ridiculous it is to resist the punishment of the descendants of the God King."

After saying this, he suddenly raised his hand and shot out the gun like a dragon.

The golden spear turned into a golden torrent and came straight towards me. The spear was sharp, the barrel of the spear was straight, it went straight forward, and it was invincible!

However, this indomitable momentum suddenly stopped when passing by Sirok.

If you look closely, you will find that Shilok took action, but it was only a small show of her skills. She turned her long pink hair into a small shield, blocking the path of the golden gun. Only this time, she underestimated it. The power of weapons.

The Golden Spear was really like an indestructible peerless spear. After colliding with Sirocco's small shield several times, it actually defeated the small shield made of her hair!

The scattered smooth hair fell back behind Sirocco again, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and her almond-shaped eyes followed the golden spear unconsciously.

Clearly, she was curious about this weapon.

The golden spear continued to carry an invincible momentum and went straight to me.

The danger signals kept ringing in my heart, getting louder and louder.

"This gun cannot be underestimated!" Odachi's voice rang in my mind: "Use me."

"good."

Without saying a word, he directly held the Odachi in front of him. This was a sign of absolute trust in his friend.

The golden spear shot out like a rainbow and hit the blade of the Odachi with an unmatched momentum, and exploded with huge explosive force in an instant.

The force spread along the contact point along the blade at an extremely fast speed, and reached the handle within a second, shocking my tiger's mouth.

The bright red blood flowed down the handle of the knife, and flew out as my body kept retreating. One of the drops fell on Spitz's dragon claw.

Spitz stared blankly at the drop of blood on the dragon's claw for a few seconds, then suddenly sucked it up at lightning speed, sucked it into his mouth, and then smashed it into his mouth. After a while, he felt the physical condition, and finally shook his head in disappointment. .

After finally neutralizing the power of this spear, my feet had already sunk into the ground, and my chest was pierced at least two inches by the tip of the spear. I was unable to speak at all, so I could only look at Spitz and Sirocco, hoping that they would be safe. Able to see and initiate rescue in time.

However, Spitz was tasting my blood, and Sirocco was glaring at Spitz with a look of jealousy. It seemed that he had also been coveting my blood for a long time.

I gritted my teeth for a long time, but I couldn't even get out a single word - no way, all my strength was used to resist the opponent's attack, and I couldn't find the strength to shout - even so, I was still pressed step by step by the dark-skinned man , and took dozens of steps back. To be precise, he pushed him back dozens of steps.

At this time, I had plowed a ditch more than half a meter deep on the flat road surface of the Poseidon land.

Fortunately, my physical strength has reached an exaggerated level. If I had just arrived, my good legs would have been destroyed!

I was joking, but I was in a lively and nervous mood. After all, my opponent was too powerful, and was far from comparable to the two people I faced before.

I suspect that the dark-skinned man in front of me may be physically stronger than the King of the Forest. At least in terms of strength, I am certain that he is slightly stronger than the King of the Forest.

After all, when I was wrestling with the King of the Forest with all my strength, I could still win more or less with my skills, but the man in front of me used brute strength and momentum to force me to use no skills. It was obvious that the two were superior.

But that's the battle of life and death. Even if you can't win, you still have to fight, otherwise you have to wait to be killed.

So after I glared at Spitz fiercely, I instantly burst out with all the killing intent I could control.

The strong murderous intent was like a thick mist, and it instantly enveloped me and the dark-skinned man.

The dark-skinned man obviously didn't expect that I would do this, and he couldn't help but be stunned. At the same time, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The more powerful an adventurer is, the more sensitive he is to magic fluctuations and murderous intent. This is like the difference between having a radar and not having one.

The dark-skinned man is also a strong man who has experienced hundreds of battles, but he has never seen such strong killing intent, it was like a flood, suffocating him.

"This person" A few dozen meters away, the fair-skinned man also looked at me with a ghostly look, and at the same time he raised the flute and put it to his lips.

This move is definitely not to play me a flute, but to calm down something on my mind and relieve my nervousness. The reason why he keeps the flute by his side is most likely that his fighting style is related to the flute.

Sure enough, when the flute sounded, waves of illusions appeared alternately in my mind.

There is parting, there is passing, and there is lingering killing.

These are all the scenes I encountered after coming to Zephyr Continent, among which massacre was the most common.

There are scenes of monsters being slaughtered, there are scenes of enemies being massacred, and there are even miserable scenes of former teammates who once farmed monsters side by side after they were massacred by the Corpse Robbers.

Yes, this is the reason why I will kill the corpse thief when I see him.

That is a memory that still makes me sad and helpless.