Main Text Chapter 960 Seeking Death (5)

"Don't kill them?"

During the battle, these words seemed to reach Edward, Raven, and Levski at the same time, which made the three of them feel incredible.

They thought that the other party obviously came with murderous intent and was ready to take ruthless action. In this case, they still had to show mercy?

For such a view, neither Edward nor the other two dared to agree.

"Sorry, we have already started fighting. If we let each other go at this time, there is still a lot of time before leaving the Flow Condensation Realm. There is no guarantee that these people will not attack again after this time." Edward shook his head, and his voice passed through the chaotic battlefield and reached the last place.

Hearing this, the few who did not take action looked at each other.

There is really nothing to refute such words. Things like cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, not to mention others, even Zhao Nan himself has done it silently countless times. If he is like this, he naturally cannot ask others for anything.

"Then please act according to your own way, and you don't have to pay attention to us." Finina responded calmly.

After that, he sent an email to several of his main tasks. The general content was that as many of these professionals as possible should be left, and they should not have any conflicts with Edward and others. They should rely on their own abilities.

I heard that the city lord who was far away in the fourth floor (fifth floor) wanted to keep these professionals. Although no one knew what he was planning, no one asked much.

No kidding, as long as you have seen how that person made the Black family warriors unable to move, as if he was as powerful as dominating the whole world, no one would think that Zhao Nan would be afraid of anything.

When he took over the task of taking over the Demon City Lord Richard, he was so confident that the five-star Baronte did not dare to say a word, and directly offended the Shadow Empire. Even if these professionals have a deep background, can they compare with the Shadow Kingdom, one of the fourth empires that controls the entire underground world?

However, it is not killing people, but arresting people. For the people in the special strategy group, it is a bit awkward... And, this group of professionals is not ordinary stuff.

Being able to pass Xia Leitolu's test and squeeze out some of the places from the Chosen, this group of professionals naturally has a lot of abilities.

In fact, during this landing on the island, a small number of the Chosen were expelled by Xia Leitolu because of insufficient achievements.

Although it is a very rare thing to squeeze out some of the Chosen, and some people even take it as a capital of pride, Sherman is not happy at this time.

This group of Chosen... is really terrifying!

They can completely ignore their own injuries and even directly exchange injuries for injuries. It is really speechless. But what is really speechless is that the injuries are exchanged for themselves, but as long as they twist the bottle in their hands and drink, they will immediately be full of energy. What's more exaggerated is that even the wounds will recover in the blink of an eye!

Originally, Sherman's team planned to use the advantage of numbers to directly surround and kill the Chosen team that was the target at the beginning. Unexpectedly, the Chosen joined in the middle, but greatly narrowed the gap in the number of people between the two sides!

The battle didn't last too long. In the battle circle, the professionals on our side screamed. Only those with extremely strong strength and accumulation could hold on.

However, there were not many who could hold on under the attack of the Chosen Ones. Among the team of more than 100 native professionals, only a dozen people could compete with these Chosen Ones. But it was only a one-on-one situation. One more person would be too much to handle.

A battle full of confidence, but she didn't expect to end up with such an unexpected and frighteningly simple defeat. Sherman couldn't help but have the idea of ​​retreating at this moment.

The Chosen Ones are invincible... These are the words that appeared in his mind at some point. It seems to have started from childhood, or from a certain day in life? Or was it something he heard by chance? Sherman had a very vague impression of where he heard this sentence, but he remembered it surprisingly in his heart.

But... Are the Chosen Ones really invincible? Are they really stronger than ordinary professionals? A spirit of not admitting defeat gradually became stronger as time went by as this sentence was engraved in his mind. He practiced for this, and went into danger for this, just to prove that even if he was a person blessed by God, he would knock him down.

Perhaps it was because he was not able to receive the blessing and become the chosen one of God, not because he was not good enough, but because the person who gave the blessing had no vision.

The weapon in Sherman's hand had been vibrating countless times, from the attack on the opponent. His arm gradually became numb, almost to the point where it was difficult to hold it tightly.

Directly, the palm-wide long sword was placed in front of him, and a touch of coldness made him tremble all over, and Sherman just woke up. He fought like a demon, but he didn't know that he was still standing under the direct shot...

There were many bodies of professionals lying on the ground, most of them were already silent, and they were probably dead. It was nothing, and he was anxious about these people, just to make himself more capital in the next Flow Condensation Realm. Sherman didn't care about the life and death of these people.

However, at this moment, he was extremely terrified - his life was in the hands of others.

This handsome, powerful man, wearing a shining armor, who seemed to have gathered all the Creator's favorites in one body, was holding his life.

"Let me go."

Sherman shook his throat with difficulty and said a sentence that made him feel very ashamed.

But at this moment, the opponent's sword fell and cut off Sherman's right arm in an instant. He screamed, his body almost half-knelt on the ground, his left hand covering the wound that was bleeding like a fountain, lowered his head, and said palely and weakly like a dying old dog: "Thank you."

Such grateful words made Sherman deeply feel his cowardice - he was such a coward!

What have I done in my life?

This sense of shame was deeply pressed into his bones, and he felt sad for his weakness, for his fear of death, and for thanking the person who cut off one of his arms. The soul was like being bitten by a poisonous tongue, and the body was powerless in an instant.

At this moment, he even wanted the other party to look directly at his head, so as not to be so embarrassed.

"Thank you so much, if you want to thank someone, thank others."

He reached out and lifted up the clothes of Sherman's ears, who had lost his resistance, and dragged the other party's body directly. Edward walked towards Finina at this time.

He threw Sherman to the ground and said, of course, "Miss, I'm sorry I can't leave too many people alive. But this seems to be the leader of this group of people. If you want to ask something, it's probably not a bad idea to ask this person. I hope you don't mind our previous non-cooperation."

The battle is indeed over now.

Because of the participation of Edward, Raven and Levski, the number of indigenous professionals who can survive the battle, including Sherman, is no more than 30.

It is difficult not to kill people after such a melee, and Finina didn't say that she would attack those who came to help. So there are about 30 people left, which is the limit.

It seemed that when the fight was halfway through, Osfen and Valkini had already left the battlefield with a bored look on their faces. As for His Royal Highness, he had no intention of taking action directly... As a person who holds a small world, no one here can catch his eye.

Huang Hun was more direct. Because he couldn't kill people, he directly stuck the broken sword into the ground, motionless, and just watched. However, this man was surrounded by murderous aura, and no one dared to get close to him even if he didn't move.

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Many eyes looked in this direction. In fact, when this man named Edward dragged Sherman's body, he was already quite eye-catching.

——What does this golden hair want to do? (Information from Gao Mingyang)

——I don't know? But this face of I am just awesome, it looks very unhappy, right? (Information from Xu Feng)

——But it's really handsome, isn't it? (Information from Jiang Lun)

——Xiao Lunlun, have you awakened something bad? It's rare that you like this type of seemingly big and good type? (Information from Xu Fei)

——Fuck, no wonder my anus tightened for no reason when I felt you were looking at me! (Information from Gao Mingyang)

——Stop it, let's see what this guy wants to do, I always feel that he has no good idea. Look at this guy's eyes, he looks like he wants to eat our sister-in-law. (Information from Gao Xiang)

——So, you are planning to blow up this guy's anus? (Information suddenly from Tuoba Xiaocao)

——Fuck! (Information from everyone)

——Sister Tuoba, can you please not suddenly jump into the channel, it's very scary! (Information from Gao Mingyang who suddenly jumped into the channel)

——Really! I also feel that the way this man looks at my sister-in-law is very annoying! (Information suddenly from Ye Anya who suddenly jumped into the channel)

——Tiger touches little Anya! However, when you say that, I suddenly have the urge to beat this guy up. (Information from Gao Mingyang)

——By the way, does anyone think that the woman next to this guy called *Dehua looks familiar? (Message from a male friend who doesn't want to be lonely)

--Familiar face? How come familiar face? Please explain to me what's going on first. (Message from Yanan, a girlfriend who doesn't want her boyfriend to be lonely)

However, at this time, Finina, who didn't know that a group of idle people were already making noise in the small channel, glanced at Edward, then looked at Sherman on the ground, and frowned slightly. r1152