Way of Choices

As the magic weapon broke, a breath emerged from the captain's hands, spreading around the cliff at a rapid rate.

The dead bodies of the human race soldiers were either on the ground, picked up by the demon soldiers on the guns, or caught in the mouth by the strange wolf. With the arrival of this breath, a meaning was born inside the body. Similar, relatively weak breath.

This breath seemed to be an invisible flame, igniting the fire that had been hidden for a long time.

The Mozu soldiers felt something faintly, a look of horror appeared in his green eyes, shouted sharply, wielded an iron gun and threw the corpses of the Terran soldiers into the distance, and at the same time pulled the pso from the neck of the bloodthirsty alien wolf , Ready to turn and flee.

But it was too late.

The bloodthirsty different wolf has a low IQ and does not know what happened. Some are reluctant to throw away the corpses of the human soldiers in their mouths. At this time, a bright yellow light group overflowed from the corpses of the human soldiers. , More bright yellow light clusters lit up between the cliffs.

Boom!

The horrible explosion sound exploded in the chaotic mountains, as if a group of thunders fell, and then a flame was born. In a very short time, this place turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The hard stones were exploded into pieces, and then were directly melted into magma by the hot flames, and fell on the demon soldiers.

The end of the bloodthirsty different wolf is even more miserable. Half of the head was directly crushed, and the blood and flesh were blurred, and no original appearance could be seen at all.

The screams in the chaotic mountains kept ringing, but they could not pass through the terrifying sea of ​​fire and the swell of air, and soon disappeared.

The demon soldiers and bloodthirsty wolves were killed in this way.

The surging air waves pushed the cliff off a flat slope, and then mixed between the sky and the earth.

Only when that terrible sea of ​​fire lasted for a long time, the fire slowly became smaller.

The captain let go of the small shield that turned into a burnt black on his forearm and crawled backwards with difficulty.

His right arm had been completely shattered by the power of the explosion of the magic weapon, and the flesh and blood between his chest and abdomen were vague, and there was hidden bones. He was seriously injured, but he has not died.

Before he dies, he still has one thing to do, that is to kill the formation.

He respects this young formation. If the other party can survive, it must be extremely promising. Such a good human being should not be frozen to death or starved to death, and... when he was on the battlefield the day before yesterday, he received a military order, absolutely You cannot let this young formation master fall into the hands of the demon, if necessary, you can kill this person.

He climbed up to the stretcher a little bit hard, gasping for two breaths tiredly, looking at the eyebrows of the young formation on the stretcher, his mood was a little complicated and sentimental.

The magic weapon he used to kill the five demon soldiers was of course not an ordinary magic weapon, but a very strange magic weapon, more like a formation, this kind of magic weapon with the power of formation. Very rare and rare, and the method used is too cruel, the military of Da Zhou basically did not use it.

This set of magical instruments is said to be from the Tang family in Wenshui. The reason why he can have such a magic weapon, because he is a subordinate of the general's cronies, and because the Songshan military squad led by him often performs some very important tasks-such as protecting or killing the young formation.

The soldiers under his command did not know that such a weapon had been implanted in his body until he died.

Thinking of the general's order before going to the battlefield, his expression became a bit stunned.

For this person, the big figures of Songshan Military Mansion obviously made a lot of arrangements in advance, and even made preparations for this team to be buried in the army.

"Who are you?" he murmured as he watched the unconscious young formation on the stretcher.

Before killing this person, he would like to know the name and origin of the other party, or because of this, it will give him a little comfort.

It is a pity that this person was bitten on the battlefield and was extremely seriously injured. There is no possibility of waking up to answer his question.

With some difficulty, he drew out a short sword, aimed at the throat of the young formation, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pressed hard.

But at the next moment, he failed to hear the sound of his throat bones breaking, and he could not feel the dagger's sensation.

He opened his eyes and was surprised to see that the dagger was caught between **** and could not go down at all.

What really surprised him was that the **** belonged to the young formation.

The young array master woke up sometime and opened his eyes and looked at him quietly.

His eyes were very cold, without any emotion, like the ice and snow remaining in the chaotic mountains, but there was blood stains under the ice and snow, exuding a slight smell.

The captain woke up and looked at the young formation's eyes for fear for no reason.

The young formation master moved his fingers slightly and took the dagger, but he didn't do anything next.

The captain quickly explained what happened just now.

The young team is thoughtful.

The captain no longer had any strength, sitting on the ground wearily, fortunately said: "You are still alive, and our brothers are not dead."

The voice of the young formation seemed extremely indifferent: "Don't you think your waste can decide my life or death? I just don't want to shoot."

"What?" The captain froze, unable to believe what he heard.

What does it mean? After a moment of consternation, he became angry and pointed to the charred corpse between the cliffs, trying to reprimand him.

The young formation division did not give him a chance, a cold breath in his cold and cruel eyes, and directly shocked him to life and death, turning him into a **** corpse, and then his corpse began to be attacked by the cliff The fire of the magical instruments remaining in the room burned and gave off an unpleasant smell.

"Whether it is in good faith or to complete the military order, in short, you just tried to kill me."

The young formation looked at the burning body indifferently and said, "So you are going to die."

The cold wind roared, gradually extinguishing the residual fire between the cliffs, blowing away the complex and unpleasant smell.

The demon soldiers and bloodthirsty alien wolf suffered the most concentrated offensive of more than ten artifacts, and then were burned in a burst of fire. Now they can only see the approximate outline, and they cannot be clearly distinguished at all. Go, in short, the picture is very bleak, the environment is very cruel.

But the young formation did not leave and lay back on the stretcher again.

He closed his eyes, as if he could not see the hell-like cliffs, could not smell the burnt smell, could not feel the cold wind, so he slept like this.

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(This chapter is a thousand and nine, and part of the account that was last mistakenly changed.)

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