Chapter 610: 612 reckless man

Chapter 610: 612 reckless man

Chapter 610 612. The reckless man

Hakthor's words hit Duke Adal's pain point exactly.

He thrust the end of the steel scepter into Haxor's scarred mouth again and stirred it.

The noble Duke even looked down on the people of Nilfgaard who were not from the Golden Tower City. However, he, who claimed to have an extraordinary family background, brought a force that was enough to run rampant outside of large-scale battles, and was defeated by a group of maggots. Refugees are in trouble.

Although it is not a loss at all in terms of actual strength, this matter will undoubtedly become a joke among the nobles for a period of time.

Its also his shame!

"Looking at your confident look, it seems that the target I want is not in your team. You have sent the demon hunter and the little girl away a long time ago, right?"

Adal suddenly lost interest in asking Hackso again.

What a great sentiment, Yankee. But dont worry, you wont be able to help them for long, because I can mobilize far more power than you, the frog in the well, can imagine!

I, Ill wait and see.

Hakthoors mouth was so **** that he still laughed.

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Adal waved his hand to the infantry behind him: "Like I just said, roast him alive."

Suddenly, just outside the fire field formed by the crater, something like a black dot flew in from a distance.

Although this crater is not large, its internal diameter is approximately one kilometer in diameter.

But the black dot that was thrown high from the gap was about to hit the innermost position!

Darkley, who was directing the sergeants to cooperate with the warlock's spells to suppress the fire, first noticed this abnormal black spot in the sky full of firelight and soot.

His neck followed the trajectory of the black dot and finally landed where the Duke was.

Suddenly, there was an explosion!

A cloud of reflective metal debris floated out. The cloud was obviously still more than ten meters away from the warlock who was casting the spell, but the warlock who was gathering the dark clouds seemed to suddenly have acute gastritis.

The blood vessels on the head became thick and red, followed by uncontrollable vomiting and convulsions.

Spells also simply failed as the warlock's state became abnormal, and the dark clouds above his head that were originally very soothing were quickly dissipating.

Stop the magic gold bomb!

They have heard about the outstanding single combat capabilities of the witchers, but the longer they live in the military career, the more they are convinced of the violence of the army.

There is nothing more violent than an organized army.

The army is the most outstanding creation of mankind on the road to destruction.

Until in the ruins burning mead and the remains of the carriage, a huge figure walked directly over the flames of the ruins and entered the mountain col surrounded by wildfires.

Hood fires are spreading downward, and the ground on which humans can stand is shrinking rapidly.

Gray smoke is rising in the sky and temperatures are climbing from the depths of winter.

Look this way, witcher!

A pin on the collar of Adal's armor was shining, amplifying and making his voice louder.

He stood on a high platform built by the vehicle frames in the team and shouted to Lan En.

Hero! he shouted like an aria on a theater stage, fierce and excited.

Haxor and Stewart were each supported by two soldiers and knelt in front of him, while he stood behind Haxor holding a steel scepter.

Another hero! Its amazing that there can still be heroes among the savages in the north! Why are you back again? What do you think you can do? Save him? Save his son? Or save more people?

Adal looked at the witcher. He didn't know if the transformed vision in the witcher's legend could see his eyes, but he still looked at the witcher in the distance.

Want to save people? Then you have to get through it!

Lan Ens face was stern, and his chest was rising and falling with his breathing.

Huge anger and sadness surged into his heart the moment he saw Huckthorne and Stewart.

But his anger was still suppressed in his body

Suddenly, "!"

That huge body turned into an afterimage almost instantly!

Go towards the dense Nilfgaardian formation!

But unexpectedly, the legion's formation did not seem to want to stop him. So much so that Lan En, who was like a speeding truck, didn't hit anyone.

You fool. Darkley, who was standing under the Adar carriage, sneered, and then ordered the people around him.

When he is deep in the formation, we will do what we planned earlier.

"No problem." Joanna, the psionicist, passed the commander's order to others scattered on the battlefield.