MTL - Undead Farm-Chapter 31 Wake up blood beast

There is a very classic question:

If killing a person can save 10,000 people, would you choose to kill or not?

Weng Ling feels that he is in this situation right now.

She is not a vulgar goddess who can be an enemy. She is a human being, and she will be tired. If it is not because of the convenience of the length of the weapon, she may not even be able to find it now.

In order not to be surrounded by this dense group of Goblin, her only way is to constantly break through!

Every effort needs to be exhausted, and every step must be cautious. Once the half-slack is relaxed, it will be under the threat of being unloaded. Weng Ling’s physical strength is rapidly consumed, so she will leave her time for consideration. Not much.

Weng Ling glanced at the night of the thrilling shuttle in Goblin, and glanced at the Goblin, which was once again rushing around like a tidal wave, biting his teeth.

"I will help you block them, you will be quick!"

Night three more suspiciously turned back,

Blocked?

What is she blocking?

Are these hundreds of Goblin warriors?

What kind of block does she take?

Then he quickly got the answer:

I saw that Weng Ling swept the black hammer round out of a clearing, and then picked up a broken blade from the ground, and quickly swept a stroke in the palm of his right hand. When the bright red blood was still in the future, she Put the palm of your hand on the dirty ground.

"Holy light... back to the shield!"

As Weng Ling’s right hand slammed, suddenly, behind the night, he rushed out of a light wall stretching more than 30 meters. Goblin standing in the light wall was instantly cut into two halves. What is even more frightening is that the wall of light will move slowly and gradually move toward Weng Ling.

A Goblin didn't believe in the evil wall and cut a knife toward the wall. The result was like slashing in the air. One scorpion was planted in it, only listening to it, and half of it was actually melted by the light wall. !

But this is still not over. Weng Ling slashed his left palm and evoked another light wall, blocking the Goblin behind him.

Weng Ling’s body swayed, his lips turned white and he sweated and glanced at the night. He bit his tongue and stood up again.

The rest of the matter, just look at the guy.

"bring it on!"

At night, I watched the footsteps. Some of the illusory Weng Ling slammed Goblin and sighed.

"Why bother……"

"I was just going to try it, but I just ran, but you are so hard to do!"

I have to say that the ancient winds are not the skill of the Juggernaut level, and it is very suitable for the scene of the melee. The super-perceived feeling of the wind makes the night three more like a flexible loach in the densely-knited Goblin. Every time I find a hole, I can quickly drill through it.

To put it bluntly, as long as he does not stop and attack himself, it is still a bit difficult for these ordinary Goblin fighters to keep him.

Similarly, he knows that Weng Ling can certainly walk away if he wants to go, but what is the significance of the two light shields she has recruited in addition to getting rid of herself?

The night three shook his head, but the action under his feet could not help but be a little faster.

There was not much Goblin in front of him. He broke through a few times and broke through. The eye was the horror of the iron axe being tortured by a Goblin centurion.

An ugly Goblin with a nose missing a half, holding a machete, slashing and slashing him with a knife, the black armor of the iron axe has been picked up into pieces and now, the **** mouth is like a body. It is generally horrible by the **** people who are late.

Every time the iron axe was cut down, the other four Goblin centurions on the crowd would burst into a loud laugh.

"Ha ha ha, rotten nose, did you use too much force last night? Actually, you can't cut a human being for a long time, hahaha!"

"That is, cut his shoulder and do something, cut his ass, right! Another knife, I bet the next knife, this man must not stand up!"

"I bet the knife!"

"I also bet on the knife, you can use the blade if you have a bad nose, I look at it!"

The Goblin Centurion can be said to be the most elite of Goblin. Only the Goblin who can knock down more than ten ten captains can get this title and rule over more than 100 Goblin. Warriors and more than 300 Goblin workers.

For those who enjoy the flattery of the family, the pleasure of playing and killing human beings is the most wonderful excitement.

Now that the five adventurers have fallen into their hands, naturally they can't kill so quickly.

And the iron axe, and sure enough to stand up again with their shoulders, he must stand up.

As long as he does not die, it means that there is still the value of being played. The teammates who are seriously injured behind him can suffer misfortune at a later moment.

"Team...Captain!"

Baozimei cried and cried, this is the thirty-seventh time for the iron axe to stand up!

His leg was broken, his arm was broken, and the meat on his shoulder was even cut off, but he stood up again and again.

Just to get a few more seconds for them before the next fall.

"I am fighting with you!"

The wind demon suddenly pulled off the bandage on his hand and pulled out a pair of knives and swayed toward the obsessive Goblin centurion.

"Don't! Go back!"

The iron axe saw the eyes of the centurion in front of him suddenly shot a bloodthirsty light, and his face turned white and shouted.

But the wind devil has already rushed, and the centurion just flashed his slashing light~www.novelbuddy.com~ then brushed a few knives, the wind and the arm and legs were actually cut off by it!

"Wind Devil!"

The iron axe flew forward, blocking the knife of the centurion's head toward the wind devil's neck with the back. The knife was cut so deep that even the back of the knife did not enter his muscles.

"Team...Captain..."

"Don't talk, I, I will help you stop the bleeding!"

The iron axe groped around on the body, but could not find any piece of clean cloth for a long time.

"No, no... I still have a sentence to tell you..." The wind and the devil's voice are getting weaker due to a lot of bleeding.

"You said, you said, I listen!" The iron axe widened his eyes, and a drop of hot tears slammed into the chest of the wind demon.

"Axe...not for you, try the knife..."

The wind devil turned to look at the broken arm that he had fallen to one side, the head hangs, and the eyes gradually lose their light...

"Hey! I don't care!"

Goblin, who was stunned by the wind, laughed and pulled a machete from the iron axe, but his face changed.

This knife...

How can I not get it?

"You, really..."

"Get angry with me!"

The iron axe suddenly issued a beast, and after the wind demon corpse was on the ground, he grabbed his double knives. The backhand was a glimpse. The centurion who was still unable to extract the depressed knife was panicked. After abandoning the knife and leaping, but feeling a cold arms, screaming his own arms flew into the air.

"Ah! Kill him and kill him!"

The centurion of the broken arm was shocked and angry, and yelled at the teammate behind him, but only swept away, and his face was white.

Their eyes...

It’s like watching a dead person!