Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 225: Nibble

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"Look, there is a sword demon coming out." Lucy pointed towards the peak.

Allen took the telescope, and sure enough, under the first round object not far from the mountain peak, a sword demon came out one after another. There were four sword demons who appeared. They dispersed, walked around a certain route, and then returned to the orb. Allen stayed patiently, about 15 minutes later, counted clockwise to the second ball, and there was also a sword demon.

So after an hour, there were sword demon among the four balls, and they moved according to a certain planned route, which seemed to be a regular patrol of the surrounding area.

"There should be a lot of swordsmen in there." Lucy frowned: "When we sneak in, it is estimated that there will be a lot of trouble. The important thing is that we don't know the structure of the sphere."

"Then bring them out," Allen said.

Lucy stretched her brows: "You plan to draw out the main force of the sword demon, so that the internal forces will be empty, and we will sneak in? The method is good, but I am alone, I am afraid it is difficult to do this."

Ellen knocked on her head and said, "I didn't say let you be a bait."

"Then how to draw the main force of the other party?" Lucy rubbed her head.

"What would you do if you were the commander of the sword demon and found that the ground guard team was constantly missing?" Allen laughed.

Lucy's eyes smiled into a pair of crescents: "Surely enough people will be sent to the ground to investigate. Are you planning to erode the forces of the Sword Demon? But I'm afraid Willick won't be able to support that long..."

When it came to the last sentence, Lucy couldn't hide her worry.

"We can only take a gamble, otherwise we will enter rashly. If we also catch us, the two of them will be really hopeless." Allen shot Qianjun and said, "Come on, it's time to let it It’s gone."

The two sneaked down the mountain quietly.

Four more sword devils appeared on the snow. They dispersed and patrolled different areas.

One of them walked around a low mound and suddenly saw a human girl standing not far away smiling and waving at him. The Sword Demon hadn't reacted yet, and the throat was cold, and then the blood in his body spewed out, but only a very small amount of blood dripped onto the snow. Most of the blood turned into a mist after being separated from the body, and was absorbed cleanly by a snow-white dagger.

After pushing down the sword demon's body, Alan looked at the demon's praise. Since absorbing the essence and blood of a general last time, this source device's way of sucking blood seems to be more domineering. It is no longer satisfied with absorbing pure essence and blood, but first urges the essence of blood, condenses it into blood, and then swallows it, but its efficiency has improved a lot.

Ellen made a gesture, Lucy nodded, and the two separated to cover the other three sword monsters. Allen did two votes alone, and Lucy silently solved one with a military dagger. After bringing down this group of swordsmen, the two dived towards the second sphere. At this time, it can be seen on the ground that the bottom of these spheres is a steel base with multiple entrances and exits. By analogy, perhaps the entire sphere is also made of steel.

On Pluto, there are not many big guys like this made purely of steel.

An hour later, the four patrols all became the dead souls of Alan's two men. The devil praised drunk the blood of a dozen or so demon men, which is also a little beneficial. The four ground patrols lost contact, and the Dao Demon quickly responded. After a while, a team of more than twenty people emerged from the middle sphere, and there was a centurion inside.

Allen carried Qianjun in his hand, and just stood in front of the strengthened patrol team. With a distance of more than 20 meters between the two sides, under a white snowfield, Alan's figure is as conspicuous as it is.

The centurion immediately roared, his sword raised, and sprinted towards Allen first.

Behind him, the sword magic warrior roared and followed.

None of them went back to call the police, so brave, they hit Alan's arms. The sword demon team only rushed one step, and the gunfire continued. Lucy, who was in ambush nearby, didn't want to let go of this chance of reaping her life. Jin Qiangwei shot continuously, and four or five Sword Demon were shot in the head and fell to the ground. The centurion pointed at the source of the gunfire with a sword, and immediately divided a team to kill Lucy.

"Idiot." Alan cursed in a low voice, Qianjun pointed to the ground, and the man rushed forward to welcome the sword demon.

The two sides met on the midline.

Alan's wrist shook, Qianjun flew into the wind and snow, and launched the continuous sound of wind and thunder, and slashed towards the centurion with the force of the falling mountains. With thousands of points, Allen greatly changed the way he used to be faster than lightning. Qian Jun's sword was not fast or slow, the sword's momentum seemed normal, and there were no tricks in it. A smile appeared in the centurion's eyes, and his sword pressed against Qianjun to cut in. With a twist of the knife, I want to pick Alan's heavy knife away.

Unexpectedly, the sword was twisted on Qianjun, but it was like hitting a kilometer peak. Qianjun's sword was not moved at all, but the centurion's sword shattered from inch to inch until it reached the hilt. Thousand Jun picks up, and the Centurion tries his best. With a loud roar, Zhou Shen leaped into a body of light and flame. A light flashed in Allen's eyes, Qian Jun raised. Where the heavy knife passed, the centurion’s body protection source power was declared to be broken like paper. In the horrified eyes of the sword demon, the heavy knife bluntly pointed at his chin, and the sword demon flew upside down. Get out. Starting from the jaw, two-thirds of his head exploded, and Qian Jun was smashed into his skull by one blow!

The blood stained the snow.

Alan dragged his sword into the other sword demon. The heavy sword pointed at him. Both weapons and armor were crushed and exploded by Qianjun. There was no enemy at all. In a blink of an eye, he collapsed this team, and Allen drew the sword demon in praise, and made up for the sword demon, so that the source device was full of the sword and devil blood. The jewel of the knife handle was full of red light.

The battle on Lucy's side also quickly ended, after having the ability to be flexible. The girl's movement is even better. She stretches the distance and shoots from time to time to get rid of the sword magic.

Kill all the team, and the two retreat.

Soon after, the snowy field shook. Alan and Lucy, who were in ambush nearby, looked at each other. This tremor came from the underground rather than the surface, which shows that there are machinery operating underground and the scale is not too small. At this time, the round object in the center shook off the ice and snow. The ice and snow slipped down, and Allen noticed that there was much less snow on this thing than the other spheres.

Does this mean that it has exercised vigorously recently?

Allen quickly got the answer. After the snow fell, the metal surface of a sphere appeared. It seems that there is no gap, but the surface is covered with lines in an instant, forming a large loop-like light pattern. The light pattern outlines squares of different shapes. These squares begin to bulge and sink, but they seem to move according to a very complicated law. As the cubes move, they overlap and shrink continuously, so the metal on the surface of the round body disappears from top to bottom, and finally becomes a thick deck with eight slanting fingers on the snow.

The deck bounced off the ground, raising the snow flakes. After the snow and dust, you can see the inside of the original sphere, and the ground is a piece of smooth metal. The center of the metal ground cracked a little, and then road lines appeared, and the ground undulated and rotated along the lines, finally revealing a gap. A large square iron piece rose from the gap, and a gap suddenly appeared in the center of the tightly-sealed metal. Then the metal surface retracted toward the left and right sides with the gap as the center, exposing a space similar to a lifting cargo warehouse.

Hundreds of sword demon emerged from this cube, and one of the tall sword demon pushed away the other warriors. A banner was inserted behind him with the iron hoof tribe pattern painted on it.

This is a commander of thousands, judging from the aura of source strength, he should have a strength of about 17th level. When the commander saw the corpse of the front team, he roared angrily and pointed in several directions. The sword demon immediately dispersed behind him.

Ellen nodded to Lucy, and the two fell apart like a smoke. This time they changed their strategy of facing the enemy head-on to guerrilla tactics. From time to time, he deliberately showed his figure, led the sword magic warrior to chase, and then chased/killed it. The captain stood on the spot, listening to the sound of gunfire from time to time on the snowy field, and the screams of the soldiers on the side. I wanted to go to meet the enemy, but my voice was erratic. There was a sound from the east and a call from the west, completely unable to grasp the presence and number of the enemy.

Standing on the snow for nearly half an hour like this, the sound diminished. The commander felt bad, and suddenly a figure flashed in his eyes. It was a human silver-haired boy with a black long knife in his hand. With the tip of the knife pointed to the ground, blood was dripping continuously from the blade's edge, meandering across the snow.

The commander saw that there was no wound on the boy's body, and the blood on the knife was owned by his own soldier. At this time, the young man raised his blade and nodded at himself. This action was undoubtedly a fuse, and the commander immediately yelled and strode away.

He urged the source force, the source force in his body shook the valley, and the blood roared. The commander's body was full of power. Every time he stepped on it, snow and mud would be splashed, the ground was swaying, and a snow dragon was raised behind him, with a shocking momentum.

Allen exhaled a long breath of air, lines floating between his forehead, Qianjun's blade was entangled with an orange flame. The flames spin like a dragon, whizzing and whistling. Alan took the knife and swept forward, the sword magic commander over there wiped his hands behind his back, bringing out two sophisticated short knives. He quickly drew a blade of flowers in front of him, the falling snow cracked silently, and the sword technique was surprisingly delicate.

In the sword-devil tribe that advocates force, such a commander can be considered an alternative.

Seeing that the two were about to bump into each other, the commander suddenly raised his left hand. With a short knife in his hand, he poured the source force, whistling straight to Alan's door.

Allen kept walking, swinging his head violently, and wiping off a few strands of his hair with a short knife, and then went away. The commander's short knife in his other hand struck out lightning and pointed it directly at Alan's throat. Allen stomped on the ground, shaking up the snow. The man spun around quickly, slid away with the other foot on the ground, and flashed to the left of the commander. Qianjun bounced up, raising a line of thunder, and swept across with a heavy knife. The blazing flames on the sword pushed out a fire dragon like a flame whip, but it was beyond Alan's expectation.

The commander screamed, and the man jumped high, avoiding the fire dragon and gravity. The man was in the air, with a short knife pointed it, and flew towards Allen diagonally. Alan threw out lightning with his left hand, pressing his right palm, holding a knife in both hands, twisting his waist, Qianjun burst into the sound of wind and thunder, and the fire dragon spit out, sweeping heavily on the long knife.

The commander was struck by lightning, and his body was shaken in midair. With a muffled snort, Qian Jun swept away. Qianjun spit on flames, chasing after the tail! r1058

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