Chapter 473

A cyclops stopped in front of kukas. The giant was sad about his companion's death. He waved a mace with both hands and hit kukas hard. At the same time, he moved his body and hit him hard.

The black flag shook, the flag wrapped around the flagpole rolled out, and suddenly wrapped around the mace. His arms shook hard, but he pulled the other party's mace aside. When the Cyclops saw his mace pulled aside, he lost his weapon, and two thick palms the size of a grinding plate slapped kukas.

At the horizontal end of the flagpole, the big hand clapped on the flagpole, and a powerful force was transmitted to him through the flagpole. Kukas sat down and cried, but the war horse neighed, but he couldn't bear such a strong pressure, and some cracks appeared in his white bones. Fortunately, he just killed a giant. The giant's soul was absorbed by the crying baby's head on the war horse. With the help of this soul power, he slowly repaired the cracks in his body.

The spear swept across the giant's waist and abdomen, and beat it down with one stroke. Only the giant's waist and abdomen were twisted in an instant, and his huge body fell to the ground. There was no need to mend the gun. The skeleton Knights behind them trampled on the giant. They didn't give the giant a chance to stand up and trampled him to death.

Kill, kill, with the help of killing talent, kukas quickly avoided all kinds of arrows and attacks on this battlefield. The black flag in his hand shook, and a giant was brutally hanged by him.

When the last giant was smashed by his black flag, he turned around and found that there were no more than hundreds of skeleton Knights behind him, and the other knights had already scattered to other places or died completely when they attacked the Cyclops.

There are killing professionals everywhere, including those in the center of the battlefield, natives and other dimensional alliances. Those native and other level alliance people have an advantage. They unite and constantly kill professionals from the level center.

Kukas giggled as he felt the thick smell of blood and the constant cries of killing around him. "Kill!" with a low roar, the bald Knight waved a black flag and continued his killing.

A professional fell under his black flag, including not only the enemy, but also his own people. Relying on his inhuman strength and his body quenched by countless fights, kukas insisted on this chaotic battlefield for half a day before he escaped alive. But what made him feel depressed was that the enemy retreated in less than half a magic time after he got out of the chaotic battlefield.

"Hey! What kind of Knight are you?" some skeleton Knights followed him out of the battlefield. These skeleton Knights saw kukas's means on the battlefield and found that he didn't use any skeleton Knights' skills and talents, so they decided that he was not a skeleton knight.

"An unqualified ghost crying knight." kukas touched his bald head and laughed strangely. Yes, he is really not a qualified ghost crying knight. Because of his character, he rarely uses the secret method of ghost crying knight in battle.

"Ghost crying knight? I haven't heard of this knight. Do you need special conditions for transfer?" a Skeleton Knight asked in a deep voice. The skeleton Knights sat down, the skeleton war horse had turned black, and his armor was very black, and some mysterious patterns appeared on his armor. After those patterns form some special patterns, he will smoothly become a more powerful dark knight.

"Ha ha! Of course, there are conditions, and it's very harsh! Well, you need to have finrier gray wolf bones to transfer to evil knight, and then you need at least 100 skeletons on the tail of ghost crying war horse as materials. Well, in this way, you can become a ghost crying knight." kukas didn't hide anything about the transfer conditions of ghost crying knight. Because he knew that these ordinary skeleton knights could not become a ghost crying Knight like him without special opportunities.

"Never heard of these materials." a Skeleton Knight muttered in a low voice. It was obvious that he had given up.

After whispering with these skeleton knights, kukas received the message of the young mage who invited him to join the plane battlefield center. Under the guidance of information, he spent several magic hours and arrived at the headquarters where the front line was located.

The front command headquarters is thousands of meters underground of a huge temporary castle. Here, kukas met the young mage.

"Kukas?" the young mage looked at the bald man covered with blood in front of him in his room and asked in some doubt, "what's the matter with you? Did you have a conflict with others in the center of the battlefield when you came here?"

"No, just went to the battlefield to fight with people for a while." kukas sat down in the chair opposite the young mage, picked up the spirits on the table and drank more than half of them: "stimulation, you can't imagine how exciting it is to fight there. Hey hey!"

"Well! As the power holder of the green cannon fodder, your task is to sit in the rear and constantly provide cannon fodder, rather than fight with people on the bad battlefield in front." the mage shook his head and said helplessly, "you finally came out of that damn evil plane. You know, I've been trying to contact you over the years, but I haven't been able to contact you."

"In that damned evil plane, my magic communication has been unable to contact you. And I sent people to find you. They were all tired to death by the endless green skins."

"Well, what happened?" kukas tilted his head and looked at the young caster. "By the way, why don't you see my green skins on the battlefield? If they join us, our manpower loss will be reduced several times."

"The war is coming to an end." the young mage said with some distress, "it is a task jointly formulated by the gate of heaven, the endless abyss and some other strong alliances. Well! Seven years later, yes, that is, seven years later, the war is over. After the war, all parties control the areas occupied by all parties and cannot expand at will."

"I'm not interested in these. Well, there are seven years left. Are you in such a hurry to find me?"

"Seven years seems very long for you, but it's very short for this man to face the war. If you can't come back at that time and your green men are still fighting, I'm afraid it will have a bad impact on you." the young mage quietly explained to kukas.

"Well, thank you." kukas nodded to thank him, although he didn't care what trouble the green people would bring to himself. He just thanked each other for their kindness. Of course, the other party may also do this to face the center of the battlefield, but those are not what he considers.

After the two talked, the young mage invited kukas to a banquet: "this banquet is attended not only by people from our plane battlefield center, but also by people from other plane alliances."

"I'm sorry, I still have something to do. I'm afraid I can't attend the party. And I'm not good at the party. It's always the same." kukas shrugged his shoulders and said somewhat uninteresting: "the professionals below are killing each other, while we drink and chat with their enemy's controller. Do you think it's good?"

"This is the reality. The killing of ordinary professionals has nothing to do with us who are in power. Hostility exists at any time, and so does cooperation. Our hostility to other level alliances is only this level, and our cooperation with them may be ten or even hundreds."

"By the way, in this banquet, there will be some transactions on goods. Maybe you can find some good things." the young mage attaches great importance to kukas because he really knows the terrible things of those green people. In order to have a good relationship with kukas in the future, he has to put forward some good suggestions. As for whether these suggestions are accepted or not, it is beyond his control. At least when the other party recalls these things in the future, he will remember his kind persuasion.

"And you can't stay in the main plane world in the future. You have to travel in other planes after all. After that meeting, the care of some people will save you a lot of trouble. After all, these people who can represent the plane alliance have some power in some planes."

"OK! When will the banquet begin?" the young mage's kind persuasion, kukas actually understood, but he still didn't like to talk to people who didn't want to close from the bottom of his heart.

"Tomorrow night. Well, have a good rest today and I'll ask someone to arrange a room for you." the young caster stretched out his hand and put it on a crystal ball in front of him. Magic surged, and some twisted words flashed on the crystal ball, but after a breath, he told kukas to arrange a house for him.

"By the way, do you know the plane of Troy?" kukas was about to leave here, but suddenly remembered some other things, so he stopped to ask the mage.

"Trojan plane?" the young mage frowned at his words. After summing up some thoughts, he looked at kukas seriously and said, "you know, if you don't have anything special, you'd better not go to Trojan plane."

Kukas could not help frowning. In the news he received, the Trojan plane was just an ordinary eighth order plane, and there was nothing worth his attention at all.

"Why? Is that a prisoner in exile?"