Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 271: Ron caught in madness

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? The **** hand-to-hand combat began. The Ethiopian rebels wearing ordinary armor did not know where they came from, and rushed to the heavily armed infantry regiment one by one, brandishing simple weapons and staring. Blood-red eyes, a desperate posture.

When the hand-to-hand combat started, it tended to become fierce. In the face of fully armed professional soldiers, the Ethiopian rebels can only choose to work hard. They know that they cannot retreat at this moment, and they must not retreat, because behind them is old. His old father has a young wife and children waiting to be fed.

In the narrow aisle, flesh and blood fly all over the place, and the stumps and limbs shed blood all over the place. Unfortunately, the gap between the Ethiopian rebels and the heavy infantry is obvious. The heavy infantry regiment is dressed in thick armor. Unlike ordinary soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire, they are the elite of the elite, they are fully armed professional soldiers, and many of them are veterans with many battles.

Countless Ethiopian Rebel soldiers roared at the enemy, wielding rusty long swords and leaving a shallow blood mark on the armor of the heavy combat infantry. The next moment, they were cut by the well-equipped enemy. Become a meat sauce.

Undoubtedly, the Ethiopian rebels suffered terrible casualties, and at this time, the inclined aisle was completely occupied by the heavy combat infantry regiment, and the ground was covered with corpses, most of which were incomplete .

It only took less than a pot of tea. The heavy combat infantry regiment was like a ruin, destroying Manchester's only resistance force. The speed was so fast that it didn't even have time to deploy the defense.

The beautiful sunset shines a thousand rays of light, and the whole Manchester is also stained with blood. Below the **** setting sun is a battlefield full of murderous intent, and the cruelty of war is best interpreted at this moment.

Slow, wearing a straight military uniform, stood behind, with a faint smile on his face. Seeing the victory in front of him, he couldn't help but feel proud, "It seems that I still overestimate them. Guys, aren’t they just a group of beggars? Where are our opponents in the regular army!"

The confidant around him bowed and smiled, "My lord is wise!"

It's just a wave of tentative attacks, and an overwhelming victory has been achieved. This was something that Slo didn't expect at the beginning. Now it seems that the Ethiopian chaos is not difficult to deal with.

The next step was more brutal street fighting. Countless soldiers from the heavy infantry regiment swarmed into the residences of Manchester. After a while, they dragged the shivering woman and child out of the house, raising the knife and dropping one after another. The lively life of Ebia fell in a pool of blood, and Ethiopia, who did not have much resistance, could only face a one-sided massacre.

Manchester’s command post was silent. Lauchlan stood there blankly, watching all this, shaking all over. This was his first real commanding battle, but unfortunately, it was like this. ending.

"It's over, Ebia is over!" Zhungeer's face was as gray as death, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

"No, it won't be like this!" Catherine shook her head, tears streaming down incessantly, she couldn't accept the facts before her.

"What do you do? Brother Lauchlan, what do you do? You have to think of a way!" Catherine spoke cryingly, watching the folks fall one by one, her spirit was close to collapse.

At this moment, Lauchlan raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was dull. At this moment, he finally felt the gap between himself and Juliana.

Julianna, with the remnants of the dead and wounded, has dealt with the Holy Roman Empire for more than ten years, and the results are not a chance.

At this time, everyone thought together, if the eldest lady was there...

When Ron rushed from the command post to the battlefield, the enemy had already entered the city. It was not that Manchester's resistance was not brave enough, but the gap between the two sides was too great.

At this time, Ron’s eyes fell on a corpse next to him. The corpse had no head. From the physical point of view, it should be a young woman. Beside her, there was a mass of **** corpses. Judging from the shape of the corpse, it can be vaguely seen as a baby.

Gradually tightened his fists, his always kind face turned hideous, Ron slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with deep murderous intent, the murderous intent in his chest surged, and the air around him solidified into freezing in an instant .

The huge soul fluctuation awakened Huo Melin, his brow frowned, "Ron, your soul fluctuation is very intense, what are you doing?"

"I want to kill!" Ron roared wildly from his heart.

Homelin also captured the current scene of Manchester through Ron's eyes. He sighed and stopped talking.

"Vivienne, follow me closely and never leave!" Ron gritted his teeth, burst out a sentence between his teeth, finished speaking, and walked forward in strides.

Screams and screams are endless. The whole Manchester seems to be plunged into hell. Flames are rising, blood is flowing to prepare the ground, and the heavy combat infantry pioneers that have entered the city are like beasts that have lost their minds. Kill.

"Mom, mom, save me..."

A teenage boy was dragged out by heavily armed soldiers. He struggled desperately, his young body was no match for the great power.

"Please, please, let me go!" A young young woman rushed out of the room. She knelt on the ground crying, begging constantly.

The heavily armed man ignored the young woman's pleading, and raised the long sword in his hand with a grin.

A trace of despair flashed in the young woman's eyes, and in grief and anger, she made an unexpected move.

"Whh--" With a sound, the front of the young woman was torn open, revealing a large white patch of snow on her chest, and her body slammed, "Please, let me go, let me go. OK, please..."

The two white tufts of flesh on his chest dazzled the soldier's eyes. For a moment, there was a strong ** in the blood-red eyes. He threw down his weapon and rushed towards the young woman.

The young woman closed her eyes in despair.

At this moment, the sound of the wind rang in the ear, and a bone spear that appeared out of thin air flew with a strong rotating force.

The soldier couldn't dodge, and the long bone spear penetrated from the right brain and out from the left brain. The powerful impact even lifted his body weighing a hundred jin and nailed it heavily to the wall.

Who? Who the **** is it?

The soldier's mind was blank, but he also knew that he was about to die. At the moment of dying, he turned his head and looked hard, only to see a thin figure, dark blue eyes and face. There was a grinning smile like a devil.

"Thank you! Thank you!" The young woman escaped and couldn't help but thanked her. She picked up the scared child and was about to kneel down for the visitor.

"Take the child back to the house and hide well!"

It was Ron who was talking. At this moment, his face was bruised, his murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger, and he was faintly violent.

Behind him, there were corpses lying on the ground. These corpses were all in heavy armor. They were soldiers of the 19th Army of the Holy Roman Empire. Each corpse was killed in a merciless blow.

"Ron!" Vivian's heart trembled. It was the first time she saw Ron like this, and she was a little worried.

At this time, Ron was in madness. He was like a born super killer, killing desperately, killing again, the undead magic turned into a terrifying tool of killing in his hands, just over ten minutes, He has killed more than a hundred people, and the entire alley of heavy infantry has been swept away by him.

Vivian has never seen such an efficient killing technique, and Ron hasn't started summoning skeletons to fight.

At this time, five heavy infantrymen of the 19th Army also found Ron, and saw that he was holding a blood-spraying spear in his hand, and with a strong killing intent in his eyes, he walked over step by step. A long blood trail was dragged out behind him.

"It was him, he killed many of our brothers!" a soldier shouted.

"Kill him!"

"Kill..."

The soldiers of the Nineteenth Army have already got red eyes. When killing has become the battlefield, their brains are no longer enough. They did not see the mountain of heavy infantry corpses piled up behind Ron.

There was a strong grudge on the soldiers. They waved their long swords and screamed at Ron.

A grinning smile came to Ron's face, and his eyes filled with killing intent suddenly opened. For one thing, his eyes were brilliant.

The soldier rushing in the front felt as if his brain was hit hard by something, and his mind became blank for a moment.

What's the matter? What's wrong with me? The soldier stayed there, and there was a brief loss of consciousness. In this chaotic battlefield, any moment of loss of consciousness is fatal.

In just an instant, the soldier's eyes regained clarity, and at this time, a bone spear had been pierced.

"Porch--"

The sharp bone spear pierced his mask without hindrance, and went straight through his throat. The soldier opened his eyes wide, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

This soldier didn't know until he died, how he died, he died unclearly.

This is Ron’s mental attack-"Soul Pain". As a researcher of soul power, soul attack is a compulsory homework. It is with this technique that he killed those soldiers in one blow. Nothing is easier to kill than standing still.

With a loud roar, just as Ron breathed a sigh of relief, a warrior using a giant axe appeared next to him. He brandished the giant axe and slashed at Ron fiercely.

With a cold smile, Ron's face gradually faded, and the great axe swung across, only to cut through a layer of black smoke.

The next moment, the soldier only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a bone spear came out from behind at some point, piercing his heart directly.

"You--"

The soldier’s eyes were full of horror. He was just like the soldier who died unclearly. He didn’t know when the thin boy appeared behind his back. He was unwilling. With a look, the huge body fell, and the heavy armor hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The remaining soldiers were already shocked. They had experienced many battles, but wherever they had seen such a weird murder method, for a while, everyone was stunned.

His eyes gradually flowed, and he swept over the soldiers one by one. Suddenly, his eyes condensed and he found a familiar figure.

Paige!