The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Ansi Er's performance on the battlefield is really too outrageous, no matter whether it is a silver-level or gold-level master, he can't make a move in his hands, including the nobles of Casilda.

He was quickly targeted by Casilda's elite assassins.

Ansi Er shattered his vindictiveness with another sword, splitting a gold-ranked noble and the horse under him into two halves.

A poisonous short knife appeared behind the back of his head and stabbed his defenseless head.

The joy in the assassin's eyes faded for a moment, and Ansel was already dead in his eyes.

With his gold-level strength, even if Ansi Er has extraordinary strength, he is still unable to fight back under a sneak attack.

Ansier swung out his sword, just when the old power was not exhausted and the new power was not yet born, the assassin attacked at the right time.

It's a pity that Ans El didn't plan to escape.

He didn't even pay attention to the attack of a small bug, and there was no need to avoid it.

The Assassin had imagined that Ansel's head was pierced by his dagger, but the next moment, the skin that he thought was soft turned into an iron wall that could not be broken through.

The assassin only felt that the dagger in his hand was stuck on top of the heavy city gate, and could not shake Ansi Er in the slightest. On the contrary, the indestructible dagger was stabbed in the back of his head.

How can it be!

The Assassin was shocked. He found that Anse Er was unfathomable in front of him, far beyond the scope of gold-level strength, and quickly retreated away.

But he was still slow, Anseir had already turned around and slashed his chest with a sword.

As one of Cassidar's top assassins, he never imagined his death would come so easily.

Anseir cut him in half without much effort.

He didn't stop and glanced around for a week, and the other assassins who were secretly waiting for an opportunity jumped in their hearts, realizing that they had already been discovered by Ansi Er.

The lessons from the past are still vivid in their minds. Although the other assassins are not afraid of death, they will not sacrifice their lives in vain. They already know that Ansi Er is not something they can deal with, and they fled.

Seeing these "one thousand gold coins" run away, Ans El hurriedly threw the long sword in his hand.

The long sword pierced through several ordinary soldiers, and Yu Wei cut down an assassin unabated.

Ans El walked towards the falling sword without haste, and not a single enemy soldier around him dared to stop him.

They have all been terrified by Ansi Er, who was savagely roaming the battlefield with seven in and seven out.

Even the elite gold-level assassins and noble generals are not his strength. Although they are warriors of Casilda, they also have family and children, and do not want to fight with Anselda.

One didn't pay attention and seemed to frighten them again.

Ans El pulled out his long sword from the assassin's corpse and couldn't help sighing as he looked at the empty space around him.

No way, he also wants to keep a low profile, but his strength does not allow it!

The setting sun was blowing in the wind, and the battlefield in front of the city gate was already sprinkled with blood.

Ansier stepped on the blood-stained grass, surrounded by the sound of slaughter, but there was no one around him.

Ding!

Ansel felt the back of his neck itching, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

He held the long sword and waved it like a mosquito, and an assassin who looked extremely ordinary was retreating in shock.

Harlan felt the incredible force coming from the dagger in his hand, and one hand shook several times before he could barely hold the dagger.

This is impossible, how is it possible that a small gold-level warrior has such strength, is there a giant dragon hidden under his grudge?

Harlan was shocked in his heart.

Even if he suffers internal injuries and cannot start field battles for a short time, killing a gold-level warrior is just a matter of grasping. .

Ansel looked at Harlan's eyes glowing.

One hundred thousand gold coins!

Even if Harlan is a face that can't be found in the crowd, any dragon will keep a person worth 100,000 gold coins in his heart.

Harlan clenched his teeth and his face was a little worse. He couldn't bear to be at a disadvantage when he fought against a gold-level warrior.

Now that his figure has been exposed, Harlan simply can't do the assassin's way, and instead chooses to confront Ansi Er head-on.

The invisible fighting qi burst out all over his body, and the dagger in his hand flashed a trace of blood and the aura of death on the battlefield gathered in it.

Ansier stared at the dagger in Harlan's hand. He felt that the sky and the earth went dark, and only the dagger emitted a strange bloodthirsty red light.

The dangerous aura made Ansier's heart beat slightly faster, and a smile grinned at the corner of his mouth.

Slaughtering ants is too boring, and the legendary powerhouse's all-out blow made him have some fun in the game.

Harlan's figure suddenly disappeared in place, with a flash of blood, and then appeared in front of Ansi Er out of thin air.

"Good come!"

Ansi Er did not dodge or evade, and the long sword in his hand greeted him.

Even if the humanoid state has only ten percent of the power, it is not something that anyone can easily shake.

The sword in Ansier's hand was not a powerful weapon at all. It was worn out after repeated slashing and slashing, and now it shattered quickly under Harlan's dagger.

Seeing Ansi Er's long sword shattered, Harlan showed a bloodthirsty and dangerous smile on his face, and the dagger in his hand grew out of thin air.

The long sword was shattered, and Ansel simply stopped defending, letting Harlan's attack fall on him, and a purple-black punch hit Harlan's abdomen.

Harlan's dagger pierced through Ansel's skin with difficulty, but eventually got stuck in the muscle.

Then, he only felt a cramp in his abdomen, and there was a strong explosion in the air.

Harlan flew out and smashed in the middle of the fighting between the two armies.

"Uncle Harlan!"

King Casilda, who was still entangled with Dewitt on the front line, saw that Harun was shot by Ansair, and immediately swept away the surrounding Manopura soldiers and rescued Harun.

Seeing this, DeWitt wanted to take the opportunity to fight back, but the Frost Giant Pharmacy is not a panacea.

King Casilda quickly took out the holy water essence from the storage ring and poured it into Harlan's mouth, but Harlan kept spitting out blood, and it seemed that he could no longer swallow the holy water essence.

The armor on his body was completely shattered by Ansi Er, and the injured internal organs had been completely shattered in the vibration, and blood was constantly seeping out.

"His Majesty the King...he...is not right...retire."

Harlan took in more air and exhausted less, and said with difficulty, pointing in the direction of Ansel.

"You'll be fine, Uncle Harlan, I'll avenge you!"

King Casilda looked angrily at Ansi Er, who was the culprit behind all this.

"Hurry up and **** Uncle Harlan back to the capital, and ask the bishop to do everything in his power to treat him! If Uncle Harlan is in trouble, don't even think about living!"

King Casilda took out a sacred pendant and placed it on Harun's body, and ordered the guardian knights around.

Ansi Er originally saw Harun's vitality plummeting, and saw that 100,000 gold coins were in his hand, but he did not expect that the pendant that King Casilda took out magically maintained Harlan's vitality to a dangerous limit.

Another legendary relic.

The 100,000 gold coins were about to slip away, and Ansi Er was in a hurry, but unfortunately he was stopped by King Casilda just as he rushed up.

"Your opponent is me!"

The splendid vindictive aura of dark gold erupted, and Ansi Er was wrapped in the domain, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his brute force was also restrained to some extent.

King Casilda is still in his prime, and he and DeWitt are just waiting for DeWitt's injury to break out, not doing his best.

In the face of a complete legendary powerhouse, and he wasn't as crispy as an assassin, Ansel couldn't break through the block for a moment, and could only watch the 100,000 gold coins slip away.

"Damn you!"

Ansi Er looked at King Casilda and shouted angrily, if the gold coin hadn't been exchanged, he would directly change back to his original form and grab the man in front of him to death.

The legendary realm can't even completely wrap the body of Ansi Er.

Without taking out any more weapons, Ansi Er threw his fists at King Casilda, or it was more convenient to directly crush him with violence.

Anselda's fist with a purple-black aura fell on King Casilda's sword.

The brilliance on the surface of the originally splendid sword dimmed, and King Casilda's expression changed.

Such a terrifying power!

King Casilda only felt that what he was facing was not a human at all, but a giant dragon. Only a giant dragon can have such terrifying physical strength, which has exceeded the scope of Dou Qi bonus.

But dragons cannot use vindictiveness, which is common sense for everyone.

King Casilda carefully felt the golden vindictiveness of Ansi Er's body, and there was indeed no falsehood.

Seeing that his attack with the "Soul Draining Blow" bonus only suppressed King Casilda and could not defeat him directly, Ansier couldn't help stunned.

The human form is really too restrictive, and magic cannot be used in the Eastern Continent, so many skills cannot be used openly.

Just as Anselda fought against King Casilda, the elite assassins of the kingdom of Casilda had already assassinated many silver and gold-level powerhouses.

Although the royal archers of Manopura provided powerful firepower, the assassins were unable to stab them everywhere.

Although King Casilda was pinned down, DeWitt was equally difficult to shoot.

With Casilda's army alone, Manopura was still at a disadvantage.

Just as Manopura's army was retreating, a group of heavily armed knights suddenly burst out from the flanks of the battlefield.

"The royal knights of Colchester, the enemy of our country's destruction is in front of us, rush with me!"

Prince Patrick held a long sword, and beside him, a female knight in platinum armor followed closely.

This knight order is the most elite force in Colchester, and it is also a weapon left by the previous king to Patrick to restore the country.

Every knight has at least silver-level strength, and in addition to female knights, there are seven or eight gold-level knights.

Hundreds of knights rode on horses to fight with the prince, just like a sharp knife stabbed into the waist of Casilda's army, vowing to take off its waist.

The low-level soldiers could not stop the charge of the Knights at all, and Casilda's high-level soldiers and knights also suffered a lot because of Anseir.

It was impossible for other assassins to show their bodies, exposed to the cavalry, and they could only let the knights disperse Casilda's army.

"Hoohoo~"

King Casilda gasped and looked at Ans El in disbelief, blood oozing from his hands.

He stabbed Ansi Er with several swords, but saw that he was still alive and well, as if nothing had happened.

But Ansier was a little worried in his heart.

The attack of the legendary assassin just now was not ineffective, it was just because of Ansel's granite shield that it could not cause damage.

But Ansel didn't know if he was about to reach the limit of "natural magic".

"Let's fight next time!"

Ans El was resigned and pulled away from the battlefield.

King Casilda thought that Ansi Er had reached the end of the force, and everything just now was only supported by him.

After all, he is a dignified legend-level powerhouse, so he won't be able to clean up even a gold-level.

"Don't run!"

He just wanted to chase Ans El, but he didn't want a golden arrow to shoot at him.

"Damn!"

King Casilda could only curse when he saw Dewitt standing again on the high wall.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing the heavy casualties of the army, King Casilda could only withdraw first and fight another day.

Casilda's army retreated, and Manopura wanted to pursue the victory, but was stopped by DeWitt.

But he was equally astonished that Anselda nearly killed the legendary assassin and entangled King Casilda for so long.

......

The edge of the battlefield.

The head of the wretched bronze-level swordsman flew up~www.readwn.com~ and fell to Ervik's feet, his body was full of arrows, and his clothes were covered with marks of daggers.

The three little ones finally brought down the bronze-level swordsman with their own cooperation.

Ervik looked at his hand in surprise, and this time he felt keenly that his strength seemed to be a bit stronger.

He felt the fighting qi in his body, and found that the black iron-level fighting qi that was originally colorless was actually dyed purple-black at this moment.

He couldn't understand the reason why he had such a change, the only possibility was because of Ansel.

He had already brought down the bronze-level swordsman who fought against Sandro. He looked at Keliya, who was unharmed, but was panting on the ground because of too much force, and felt a little pity in his heart.

However, thinking that this war might end soon, and when he and Ans El flew far away, and returned to the time when they both lived together, he felt that everything was fine.

After all, he is the only one who can stay by Ansair's side all the time. These little guys are too weak, and even an aftermath of an all-out attack in Ansair's form can seriously injure three little ones.