Twin Cities: Hero Witness System

"Go to hell, bastard!"

"Damn locals!"

Raising the spear and laying it horizontally in front of him, Atreus held the shield in his right hand to block the slashing sword from the barbarian.

The shield slammed forward, and at the same time, with a strong left hand, the gun body was thrown out like a whip and hit the barbarian warrior. The latter let out a pained cry, slumped to the ground, and raised his head, he looked puzzled and did not understand. Look at Atreus.

This man was very good at fighting. They were a team of six warriors, and they couldn't beat this man, which surprised the barbarian.

In their eyes, southerners are like lambs to be slaughtered. They have always been like this. Ordinary circumstances make weak people. This is the Freljord's view of other places. There is no other place than the Freljord. A worse environment, but ah, this man is different.

"Why didn't you kill us?" the barbarian said aloud. He helped his partner and looked at Atreus seriously, "It's obvious that we moved your hand first."

Yes, it was the man they attacked first, and they wanted the weapon in his hand and that beautiful big shield.

The armor on his body also looked extraordinary, the knife slashed on top of his inner armor, but he couldn't cut it at all.

"We are not enemies." Atreus glanced at him, and the language communicated...fortunately, although he would listen to his words very eloquently, "Go run for your life, but don't shoot at humans again."

"Not an enemy?" The barbarian warrior was taken aback.

When he returned to God, Atreus had already gone far, and he left a back to the barbarians, which made them even more puzzled.

Along the way, there were countless numbers of people in the South who had clashed with them. In order to survive, the barbarians and the Rakkores fought a lot. Aatrox occupied a place and would patrol from time to time, only if it was further away from him. , can survive, but there are only so many places for people to survive on Jushen Peak, as for running out? Not to mention the fact that he will be hunted down by Aatrox, the harsh environment, desert bandits, etc., cannot be solved by these fleeing and hungry people.

At least here, there are beings named Protoss who can protect them, although only one Protoss has appeared, and he died at the hands of Aatrox.

"What are you going to do?"

The barbarian shouted suddenly, he looked at Atreus' back, and said, "That's where the devil is, do you want to die? We just escaped from there, the one named Aatrox. The devil is there, and he is threatening our people."

"Is he there?" Atreus paused and replied in a deep voice, "That would be great, I was just looking for him."

"Crazy, crazy!" A barbarian shouted loudly after hearing Atreus' words.

"Sigura, let's go and ignore that lunatic," said another barbarian.

Sigura looked at the back of Atreus and was a little stunned. This back... Sigura suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth, and then he ran up with the knife.

Hearing the footsteps, Atreus turned around and looked at Sigura vigilantly with the shield, his face hidden under the helmet, Sigura couldn't see his expression.

"Don't be nervous, man, I just want to go with you." Sigula slowed down, walked to Atreus, and said.

"Why?" Atreus looked at the barbarian who was following up, a little puzzled, and put down his shield, but he remained vigilant.

"There is no reason, are you only allowed to go to death?" Sigula clenched his sword tightly, and said angrily:

"I've had enough of running away, we've been driven here from the north, and now we're being kept in captivity like sheep again, no one knows what death and what will happen to me tomorrow, I'm going to resist. I admit Out of you, you should be Pantheon who they said fought with Aatrox, right? Although you lost that battle, but only you can lead us to victory."

The barbarian not far away heard Sigura's voice and was stunned for a moment, then looked at Atreus with hope.

War Protoss in the local population?

Sigula went on to say: "If Aatrox doesn't die for a day, we can't be at peace. Escape. Where are we going to escape? When are we going to escape?"

"I'm not going to run away, I'm going to fight, even to the death. Lead me, Pantheon."

"Panson? I'm not him." Atreus shook his head at Sigura.

"No, you are him, right?" Sigura said hurriedly: "Although the spear is no longer golden, your helmet and golden shield all symbolize your identity."

"Sigula, Pantheon is dead, and now there is only a mortal named Atreus left." Atreus took off his helmet, revealing his resolute face, he looked at Sigu calmly Pulled, opened his mouth and said:

"If you want to follow me, I will not object. Indeed, everyone has the right to seek death. But I can't guarantee you that I can defeat Aatrox."

"I used to regard you people who plundered my hometown as enemies, but now, I understand. Both you and my people, we are all mortals caught in the midst of terror."

Sigula was stunned, he thought carefully about what Atreus said, and then, after understanding all this, he sighed, looked up at Atreus with a sad face, and said disappointedly: " It's a pity that not all the locals are like you and have such thoughts. We have no intention of coming here, let alone competing with the locals for territory, we are forced, if we don't fight for territory and **** materials, then we will wait for us Only death."

"We'll follow you too." Several other savages came up.

"We've had enough of running away. Instead of running like this, we might as well fight him."

"..."

Atreus turned around and walked out with the gun in hand.

Sigura and a few barbarians looked at the back of Atreus and hesitated.

"As you please."

Sigula heard this voice and quickly took a step to follow.

Several barbarians also followed with swords and sticks.

Half a day later, when dusk fell, and after coming out of Inura's farm, Atreus took two days to find Aatrox.

His hands were shaking and his heart was beating in his throat.

But Atreus still moved forward silently.

He couldn't stop at all, as if more and more savages were following him.

Along the way, there were first the barbarians that Sigula met, and then other barbarians who fled in pieces.

In just half a day, Atres was surrounded by nearly a hundred barbarians.

Obviously half a year ago, Atreus was still angry about the barbarians invading Raquol, and climbing Targon was also to gain the power of the protoss, and then kill the barbarians, but now, the barbarians are following him, ready to join him. Fight Aatrox.

Is this... a little too funny?

Atreus lowered his head and walked step by step.

Nearly a hundred people behind him also walked quietly.

Aatrox...

You treat humans as playthings, just like cats and mice, but have you ever thought that humans will resist.

Finally ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Atreus met again, this was the second time we met.

And when he saw Atres, he was obviously taken aback.

"Panson?" Aatrox said in surprise as he sat on the throne piled up by the corpses of barbarians and Rakkores.

Behind Atreus is a barbarian, and in front of him is a blood-colored terrifying monster.

He slammed the gun on the shield hard.

"boom!"

"boom!

"

"boom!

! "

"I am, Atreus!"