Spearman’s Growth Story

The servant is
strong enough to be an enemy. If he can be cured on his back, the enmity of his comrades in arms will definitely be repaid.

“Goo…ahhhh, that’s it.”

He woke up from a coma, looked at all around hard, and then let out a helpless sigh from his mouth.

“Give up the rest, soldier.”

Shaking away from the soldier’s back, the young man gritted his teeth and called out a long sword like fire.

“I will break for you. You go quickly.”

“This, how can this work! It should be you go quickly! Your life is more important than mine Now!”

“…what nonsense. How can a dead person’s life be more important than a living person. The rest of the injury is the kind that can’t be cured, struggling on whilst at death’s door. Now, it’s the limit.”

The teenager who twisted his mouth and looked like a female laughed weakly, and then pushed the soldier.

“Yu is the king of Kusera-Rama. Trifling hundreds of miscellaneous soldiers, even if they are severely wounded, they can kill you.”

Starting the long sword, the boy’s action affected the wound, causing blood to flow out of his chest, but his face doesn’t change.

“Woo–“

With tears in his eyes, the soldier turned fiercely.

He is just a nobody, and in the end he can only escape, and can only watch others sacrifice.

The surrounding Celtic soldiers, feeling the breath of the servant, were unambiguous, and raised their guns and small bucklers and approached them.

“Swish–“

The invisible shot pierced the air, causing a ripple.

“Oh, this is really dangerous-well. It seems that it’s not just dangerous. Sorry, we are late.”

The voice that can’t distinguish the direction of the speaker is in the air A slight shock in the middle.

The original high tone, after seeing a pool of blood, only depression remained.

No matter how they experience the battlefield, no matter how accustomed to death, they still have heartache at this time.

“Aiya. Damn it, if you don’t go so far from the camp.”

Holding a pistol, a yellow-haired boy in a leather jacket appeared. There was a heavy face beside Rama.

“Now it’s useless to say that, kid Billy. Up to now, all we can do is to kill the Celtics for them.”

Holding a sharp knife in his hand, his face is painted with strange lines of black heroic spirits, eye socket cracked.

“–It’s a coincidence that Yu and Ru think the same way, a shaman warrior,” she was wearing a pure white gown, like a golden haired girl like a bride, lifting up the silver and black Long sword, standing in front of Rama, “the invaders will pay the price of blood.”

“Since you have said so, saber, then people will use all their strength to collect debts. Idol Elizabeth It’s going to be closed for a while.”

The cute girl wearing a full set of fluttering pink Lolita costumes with the twisted long spear that resembles a microphone in her hands turned upside down, stood up from behind the skirt like a deterrent The dragon tail.

Five followers versus three hundred soldiers. The battle strength gap is overwhelming.

There is almost no suspense in this revenge battle–

If the man didn’t come here with the team.

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“ahhhh, I did miss it last time. However, I also dug out his heart seriously before letting him go.”

Go over the soldiers, in the scarlet pupils At last a volatile man appeared, grinning and showing a playful smile.

He is wearing a shirt with a hat, and the red rune is engraved on his face under the hat.

On the exposed chest, the three red gouyu are very conspicuous. On the lower abdomen, the red pattern outlines an unknown operation.

The extended claws on the hands and feet make him look like an ominous beast instead of a person.

“Didn’t expect, you are still alive, boy. Not only are you harassing people, you are quite hard. Also, this time, I will definitely overturn your head Cover.”

Speaking, the man raised the black and red long spear in his hand. The color of the gun was like dry blood, and the baleful qi wrapped around the gun was like a substantive resentment. Generally speaking, even if it is a hero, no mentally normal person will hold this kind of Treasure Item.

So, men are either steely or crazy.

As for the man, even if he bears the huge curse of carrying the entire country alone, he will face doesn’t change. He is probably the former-as an enemy, he is undoubtedly the most terrifying category.

“The man who fell into Rhobona…Kuchulin! You have caught up after all.”

Looking at the one who pointed at him and once passed through his chest. At the tip of the spear, the orange-red haired boy called Rama opened his eyes.

If you face this person, then today is undoubtedly dead. In this way, it is better to fight to the death.