Chapter 602

Before the iron gate.

Flame masked people stood densely. Every once in a while, someone took off and walked forward.

——Never return.

They use their own flesh and blood and life to stop the attack of fierce animals.

Waiting for reinforcements.

Behind them, an iron wall was slowly rising.

However, even the disciples of the great craftsman of the secret arts know that this wall alone can't stop the monsters of level 6 in the divine realm.

Their only hope is to wait for the reinforcement of the city Lord.

"Why... The people of overlord city haven't come yet?"

Someone clenched his teeth and his knees trembled.

Even they are not afraid.

"They... Have long decayed!"

At the end of this group of people, the real great craftsman of the secret method, the white haired old man, half rooted in the land, sneered.

"They have long forgotten what the purpose of building the city is."

The old man's tone was filled with disappointment and indignation.

"... after the fine iron wall, the strong felt safe and only wanted to fight for power and profit, but they didn't think of how their ancestors robbed a ray of vitality from the mouth of fierce animals."

"Today, I'm here, and the iron gate is there."

"If I'm not here, the iron gate will fall!"

"To be honest, the destruction of such a city is also a few days."

Having said that, his blood was still flowing. The blood mixed into the soil and turned into fine iron.

Even if you are disappointed with the world, the ideal of the master of secret law is still to save the world and settle the people!

"Master!"

Those people with flame masks were filled with grief and anger, shouting and weeping silently.

"Coming!"

The disciple in charge of reconnaissance in front suddenly screamed and saw a white meteor coming not far ahead. Several disciples shouted together and rushed up to stop them, but they were smashed into powder like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

These people gave their lives, but they could only stop Nie ma'er's footsteps for a moment.

"I'm not afraid of death."

Nie ma'er paused, his white armor had turned bright red, and his face was even more ferocious.

This is the blood of these dead men.

However, Nie ma'er didn't care. He patted it casually, as if waving away a trivial fly.

The flame mask people gathered in one place and were ready.

But Nie ma'er didn't see them at all. His eyes always stayed on the white haired old people in the crowd.

"Are you the descendant of the secret craftsman of overlord city of this generation?"

He tilted his eyes and said, "it seems that the oil is running out and the lamp is dry. It's true that the disciples are not competitive and can't choose a suitable successor? I knew so, I don't have to come here specially. As long as you die of old age, the iron making porch will perish naturally."

"Bold!"

In the eyes of these flame masked people, the great craftsman of secret arts is like a God. How can people be so insulted?

At that moment, several people jumped up high, urged the dust to turn into an iron dragon and attacked Nie ma'er.

Nie ma'erhun didn't care and waved his hands. Before they could get close to him, they were torn into flesh and blood fragments in the air and scattered dust.

The white haired old man's face changed slightly and said in a deep voice, "don't pay attention to him and stabilize the formation."

He did not move, but devoted all his energy to the construction of the iron wall behind him.

Anyway, even if he died, he wanted to keep the iron gate.

"Want to use your ten thousand blood black iron array?"

Nie ma'er laughed.

"Even if I'm organized for you, what's the use? Can you still stop me?"

He was too busy to worry at all.

"You even know the ten thousand blood black iron array?"

The white haired old man's eyes were cold and fierce. He drank and asked, "who are you? As a human race, don't you know the shame of taking refuge in fierce beasts?"

The orc man knew that it was amazing to build an iron entrance.

But perhaps the orc heart man infiltrated closely and obtained the secret location, but the blood black iron array is unknown to the descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method. How could this person know?

"Hum! People are evil. What if they are all dead?"

Nie ma'er laughed wildly, "why do you know the ten thousand blood black iron array? Of course, I used to be a member of this array!"

what?

There was a commotion among the flame masked people.

——The members of the ten thousand blood dark iron array are the descendants of the great craftsman of the secret arts. They are expected to become the guardians of the iron making gateway, just like them!

Such a person should dedicate everything to the well-being of the human race and sacrifice everything for protection.

——Turned into an orc?

"Nonsense, how can a person like you pass the iron and blood test?"

Someone was filled with righteous indignation and roared on the spot.

Nie ma'er sneered: "I was young and frivolous, and I was full of blood! But what did I get? It was just betrayal and humiliation!"

"It's a descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method. It sounds good. It's just a generation of men stealing and women prostitutes!"

His eyes were red with blood. These words were very sad, and he didn't know what he had experienced.

The king of heaven Luo hid behind the and felt like a needle on pins and needles.

He can't wait for Nie ma'er to catch all these strange people. He can't care about the consequences.

God knows what will happen if we delay like this.

But he was not easy to hurry, so he had to worry secretly.

The white haired old man seemed to be deliberately delaying time, and asked in a deep voice, "which city are you sworn to be an iron blood man? Which master will you accept? How can you deceive the teacher and destroy your ancestors? Have you forgotten the oath of that day?"

It's meaningless to ask again at this time.

But the white haired old man himself knew that even if the ten thousand blood black iron array was made, it was not the opponent of level 6 of the divine realm. It could only be delayed for more than a moment.

"Oath? Hehe."

Nie ma'er opened his mouth in a astringent voice and said word by word: "incarnate iron blood and guard my strong city? You said everything. If there's anything, don't you let us cannon fodder die?"

"It's nothing to die if you die, but in any case, you shouldn't harm my parents, wife and children! Iron blood is precious. Is our blood wasted?"

He looked like a mad tiger, and he roared and hesitated when he remembered the past.

This was Nie ma'er's lifelong obsession. Now the animal spirit enters the body and stimulates his spirit and brain. He is not normal. He only remembers hatred and anger.

The old man with white hair was speechless for a moment.

He also knows that there are unfair things in the world. If you don't fall on yourself, you won't know how painful it is.

"Even so, you can tell the successor of the great master of the secret arts that he will be able to judge you impartially. Why should he abandon himself..."

The old man with white hair knew he couldn't speak, but he tried to persuade him.

"I'm not abandoning myself!"

Nie ma'er suddenly widened his eyes, with blood shining everywhere.

"I want revenge!"

He showed his cold white teeth and was awe inspiring!