Global Advent: Floating Island Infinity War

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I finally dare to fight with my young master with a bayonet. This time I will let you know what pain is!

Lu Zhi's heart was so cruel that he didn't even try to hide. His heart and lungs were pierced by two spears. He endured the pain and flew up with a sickle.

The blood ice gun was much longer than the Death Scythe, which gave Bosworth time to react, so he decisively abandoned the double guns. Anyway, this thing was condensed by spending magic power. It can be condensed again when it is gone.

However, this time he underestimated Lu Zhi.

The full-level Scythe Master and Jida profession are not that simple.

If the length is not enough, add a little more.

A chain extended from the tail of the giant scythe. Lu Zhi swung it forward, and the blade hooked Bosworth's wrist like a swimming fish, and then pulled it down.

"Tsk~"

A pair of rough palms flew into the air. Faced with a bloody wrist, Bosworth only looked hideous for a moment before he regained his senses.

He was trying to trap Lu Zhi through his siphon ability.

As a result, this time, as soon as Lu Zhi communicated with the ice spear in his body, his mind was hit by an inexplicable force, cutting off his connection with the ice spear.

The magic power in Lu Zhi's body surged slightly, and the ice gun that lost its source of power was instantly shattered. The wound healed quickly under the influence of the magic energy, leaving not even a scar.

"The same moves have no effect on me. Just kill him at your neck, Bosworth."

"snort."

Bosworth snorted and said disdainfully.

"I admit that you are very strong, even stronger than most people I have met, but no matter how strong you are, it can't change the fact that you are at the third level of strength."

"Do you know why I ran out of the city?"

"Airlie hasn't appeared for a long time. Considering the strength you have shown, if there are any powerful abilities that have not been used, I will probably be killed by you due to carelessness like Airlie."

"So, when I faced off against that old guy Norman, I had already contacted other legendary tribesmen."

Hearing this, Lu Zhi's pupils shrank.

"Understood?"

Before Bosworth could declare the winner, Lu Zhi instantly escaped underground and tried to escape with the help of the hunting night owl.

This time, it was him who ran away.

"Thief, please leave!"

A familiar shout rang out, and three figures appeared one after another high in the sky, two orcs and one human.

The two half-orc legends have mid-level peak strength, while the human being is the traitorous legend and has the strength of a high-ranking legend.

The three people formed a triangle and surrounded this territory.

Chop the ground lightly.

Lu Zhi was actually pushed out of the ground by the soil.

For the first time, the hunting shadow night owl lost its function.

This shit-stirring skill seems to have gradually fallen below the level of the enemy, and an upgrade is imminent.

"Ice elf?"

The traitor human named Swaruts was puzzled when he saw that the trapped one was actually a small third-level ice elf.

At this time, another half-orc said.

"Bosworth, where's Airlie?"

"Killed by elves."

"What!"

"Where's Norman?"

"Run away."

"You! Humph, go back and report it to the clan leader. I'll see what you do. First, capture this ice elf and bring him back for questioning."

This man was extremely arrogant, and Bosworth had no intention of reminding him.

Lu Zhi's eyes glowed, and he seemed to be able to operate it.

Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. Anyway, he has the rebirth of the dead by his side, and he can be resurrected even after death, so it is not a big problem.

This orc, who was at the peak of the mid-level legend, looked like I am invincible and you can do whatever you want, and completely regarded Lu Zhi as a lamb to be slaughtered.

He didn't even do basic protection, so he was really regarded as a third-level extraordinary with an attribute value of just over 200 points.

In this case, that's the best thing.

Lu Zhi pretended to be scared and stepped back step by step, a cold expression flowing from his forehead.

Until they collided with the ice barrier erected by the three of them, there was no way to retreat.

The half-orc laughed ferociously.

"The ice and snow elves are just beautiful. What's the difference between men and women? Hehe."

He grabbed Lu Zhi with his big hand.

At this moment, Lu Zhi quickly pinched its wrist with his left hand, threw it over his shoulder, and pinned it to the ground.

The god of death's sickle takes advantage of the situation, and the killing ability is activated, and the sickle kills the owl's head!

With one hand supported, he sat down on the corpse, and his legendary, almost physical soul was slowly sucked into Lu Zhi's body from his buttocks, enslaved and transformed into an undead soul!

"Gurban!"×2.

It turns out that this guy's name was Gulban. He died in such a miserable way, and he was also a talented person.

"How is this possible? The lives of the Everfrost Blood Cavalry and the Frost Wolf are connected. Even if they die, they can be resurrected. How could they die directly?"

Swarutz, the betrayer, acted as the commentator and initiated the Q&A session.

However, Lu Zhi did not hang on him.

A pair of cold eyes stared at Bosworth. He should have understood that he was really cautious and would use the lives of his compatriots to test my trump card.

The next moment.

Although Bosworth lost both hands, a pair of palms condensed with blood and ice temporarily served as hands.

Slowly started to slap.

"Pa bang bang~"

"I see, soul power is your trump card? It's such a powerful skill. No wonder it can break the connection between me and magic."

"With this kind of strength, your soul should have surpassed that of a legend. Your strength is still at the third level. It's incredible."

More than legendary?

Of course that's impossible. This is done with the help of the power of the Death Scythe in his hand.

Of course, there is no difference between the weapon's strength and his own strength, so he doesn't say anything and just acquiesces.

The two people's mute words left the other half-orc and the traitor confused.

Lu Zhi reminded with a sneer.

"This person is using this Gulban's life to test my trump card. We are from the same clan, so you don't have any ideas?"

"It's me. I can't bear it. Even if I can't kill him, I still have to sue him."

"..." Bosworth.

After being nudged by him like this, the other half-orc legend seemed to be enlightened. He glanced at the traitor Swaruts and seemed to feel that it was not safe here.

Without saying a word, he ran away.

Boy, this is a pro.

Swarutz was also a little uneasy. He was a betrayer, and Bosworth's sitting down at this time could be equated with betrayal.

It was troublesome to involve him, so I was about to leave.

Bosworth couldn't sit still, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Swaruts, stay."

"We will kill this ice elf together. Leave it to me from the clan leader. I will explain it clearly to him."

"hehe."

Lu Zhi knew what he was thinking and said the same.

"Swarutz, you are a traitor. With such a reputation on your back, do you think others will believe you?"

"Thinking about what you have experienced over the past hundred years, the Frostwolf clan must protect its own people. If you really believe his words, you will be pushed out as a scapegoat just for the sake of unity within the clan!"

What Lu Zhi said was true. Looking at the way he was being manipulated by the middle legend, he must have been having a hard time.

Furthermore, the fact that he surrendered and backstabbed in the first place meant that his brain was not working well and his position was quite unstable. For people like them, repeated jumps are normal.