Chapter 389： 389: The last person

The Duke of Medea in the sky was watching them quietly, and on the other side, a knight in black knight armor, with a red knight sword in his hand, was slowly walking towards them.

Two to twenty.

When Vasily saw the black knight again, he immediately thought of the battle he had contacted and almost killed him. Now he dares to face the twenty of them with the Duke of Medea, his strength is absolutely extraordinary.

"Everyone, be careful, that black knight is extraordinary in strength, not an ordinary mentor-level knight." Vasily reminded quickly.

"Huh! Everyone, cooperate and solve these two people as soon as possible. No matter how powerful they are, they are still instructor-level powerhouses." The other team leader was not so cautious, and said carelessly.

"Really confident!" Duke Medea said coldly.

With a wave of both hands, the four-headed fire dragon rushed directly towards the crowd.

"Disperse!" the other team leader shouted loudly.

Then he saw a scene that he will never forget.

A red sword light suddenly appeared, directly slashing the two magicians.

"The speed of that guy." Vasily saw this scene and shouted decisively.

"retreat!"

All the teams led by Vasily were mentor-level powerhouses of the Maxim Federation. They had heard Vasily's order without any hesitation, and quickly left the battlefield.

Vasily is not the strongest mentor-level powerhouse in the Maksim Federation, but he is the longest-lived and most experienced mentor-level powerhouse. Often entrusted with important tasks.

The Duke of Medea was also surprised by Vasily's decisiveness, but she couldn't do anything to continue the pursuit, because before she wanted to hunt down Vasily, she had to deal with the few guys in front of her.

The squad leader's eyes were cold, and he rushed towards the black armored knight. Since Vasily had escaped, he would not stay here, but the black armored knight just blocked their retreat route.

Nuomiri had gradually become familiar with his own power, and saw the enemy team leader rushing over, the red magic sword in his hand burst out with dazzling red light, and the two sides directly collided together.

The light of calcium carbide was splashing and Kongka's face was pale. After several collisions, he forced a distance from Nomerei. He has always been known for his strength, but today he was suppressed by the force. The tiger's mouth has been slightly cracked, and bleeding continues. Come.

He couldn't beat the black knight in front of him.

"This strength definitely reaches the strength of a half-step great mentor." Kongka was full of horror, how he was stared at by such a guy, and how much power was hidden in this Melox province.

Only then did Kongka make a judgment, and then noticed that three of the players over there had fallen down, and the four-headed fire dragon had also disappeared in two.

The other five team members turned pale and stood back to back in a circle, looking at Duke Medea fearfully.

I saw her lazily hooking her slender fingers to the ring of the gun, and then turning the revolver stick around her fingers in circles.

"Aren't you very good? You also beheaded." Duke Medea said angrily.

The magic sword in Nuomili's hand once again glowed red, apparently about to attack again.

Konka suddenly understood why Vasily fled so decisively.

Such opponents are simply not what they can resist.

But something that made him even more desperate soon happened.

The Asuka team was completely wiped out, and the mentor-level powerhouse team that besieged them had slowly gathered around them.

"The speed is not bad!" Duke Medea gave a sigh of relief after taking a look at the visitor.

Except for Rhein and Di Lumuduo who suffered some trauma, most of the others were unharmed. The two Magisters who had been ambushing in the sky also slowly revealed their figures, but both of them were wearing hoods on their faces.

Cuchurin threw Asuka's head in front of Konka.

"Surrender and don't kill!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the instructor-level powerhouses had weird faces, but they were the instructor-level powerhouses, and they were similar to ordinary soldiers.

A mentor-level powerhouse wanted to give an opinion, but he got a headshot.

Kongka roared in his heart, he wanted to growl loudly, but he still endured it, gritted his teeth and said.

"We are all mentor-level powerhouses, don't you plan to say about surrendering benefits?"

"Surrendering welfare?" Cuchurin glanced at Ver Dillon, almost vomiting blood at Ver Dillon.

At the beginning, Wil Dillon begged Aslan to accept his surrender and signed a slave contract on his own initiative.

Aslan slowly walked out of the shadows and said with a smile on his face: "Of course there are benefits. For example, the magician will give away an eleven-story magic tower, swordsman instructor or knight instructor, not a legendary weapon, but a legendary armor shield. , These are all up to you to choose, of course you also have to sign a slave contract."

"What? You are deceiving too much." Kongka roared, and then he heard two gunshots, and two heads bloomed again.

The last two mentor-level powerhouses of the team quickly knelt to the ground.

"I surrender, I am willing to sign a slave contract, Konka is not willing to surrender, kill him if you want to kill, don't kill us again."

As soon as he said this, Aslan couldn't help laughing, Kongka's face was completely black.

"Teacher!" Aslan called.

The Duke of Medea nodded, and could display two slave contracts in front of two mentor-level powerhouses.

The two remaining people looked at the black hole of Jaedu and Verdillon's muzzle, bit their toothpick to make a contract, and became slaves of the Duke of Medea.

Today only Kongka is left alone.

"There is only one left." Aslan said lightly.

Kongka yelled firmly: "If you want me to surrender like this, there is no door. I am not like them. I don't have the dignity of the strong."

As soon as these words came out, Jato and Verdillon shot one after another.

Gunshots kept ringing.

Kongka was so scared that he kept rolling back and forth on the ground to evade, but every time he wanted to get out of the siege, he would be blocked by the black knight.

Soon Kongka stopped hiding, and he suddenly realized one thing, that is, the other party was playing with him. It is unreasonable that the yellow streamer that killed the other people so easily just hit him for a long time without hitting him.

Kongka thinks he is much stronger than the others, but not so much, let alone one of them is a mentor-level thieves who is known for his speed.

"You are kidding me." Konka roared sharply.

Then Aslan's disdainful smile sounded, not just him, but the United Army soldiers who slowly surrounded him also laughed.

"You just noticed it now!" Aslan laughed louder, and suddenly the surrounding military camps lit up torches, brightening the surrounding lights.

"Look at it, everyone, even if the fighting power of the ten-party alliance is poor, even the mentor-level powerhouses are lacking in roots, and there are idiots who are sent to the door like this. It is only now that we can see that we are playing him!"