Chapter 147: Power, the Pain of War

In this noisy environment.

These few words are like a drop of rain on a calm lake.

The voice rang in people's hearts.

At the same time, all kinds of distracting thoughts arose in everyone's hearts.

"Yes! Although the vast continent is called a continent, it is actually a place of imprisonment."

"Why do we need to suffer from generation to generation because our ancestors made mistakes?"

"Shouldn't there be a deadline?"

"We just come to the Witch City to enjoy ourselves, why can't we leave?"

"Damn the Dusk Hermit Association! This evil organization should be eradicated!"

"Yes! Resist! Only by defeating the Dusk Hermit Association can we gain freedom and create a happy life for future generations!"

The people who were fighting around stopped one after another.

Whether it was the Witch Cult or the peripheral organizations of the Dusk Hermit Association, it seemed that they had reached a consensus!

Looking at the figure above the Witch Cult headquarters.

"Kill! Eradicate the Dusk Hermit Association!!"

I don't know who shouted.

It was as if a barrel of explosives had exploded.

"Kill!!"

"Kill! Kill the members of the Twilight Hermits for justice and freedom!!!"

"We are all for justice, even if we die in battle, we will not do evil!"

"Those who can attack from a distance, follow me, and kill the core member of the Twilight Hermits in the sky!"

"Melee personnel, follow me to kill the evil-minded person!!"

At this moment, there is no longer a division between the Witch Cult and the Twilight Hermits, but between justice and evil.

The two sides began to fight.

A large number of long-range attack professions, regardless of their own danger, attacked the swordsman!

And at the front of the crowd.

A woman in knight armor inserted the greatsword into the ground, holding the hilt with both hands.

Looking at the sky with a serious look.

There is no fear on her face.

A gust of wind blew, and the fiery red cloak behind her whistled in the wind.

A serious voice came out of her mouth.

"I, the Arbitrator, Miledy, hereby declare!"

"The core member of the Dusk Hermit Society, the Swordsman, is guilty! He is ruthless and unrighteous! He shall be executed!"

As the words fell.

The Swordsman clearly felt a strange force enveloping his body.

A look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

The other party was only a Sequence 4.

It actually sealed a part of his energy.

Authority?

No, it's more like a rule!

Damn it! Why does the Arbitrator have this ability? Why has no one ever said it?

It can't be blamed on his shallow knowledge.

It can only be said that there are too few Arbitrators.

It's rarer than a fortune teller!

This kind of terrifying control and appeal is difficult for other professionals to achieve.

But there is one thing in advance.

The other party is really guilty, otherwise it is likely to have a counterproductive effect.

So there will be two groups of people.

One is the righteous, and the other is the evil!

In any case.

The strength of the Arbitrator is unquestionable.

Even Kurt once said that for professionals of the same level, the Arbiter Path is invincible, like a bug in the 22 paths!

Even when facing a profession higher than its own level, it can suppress it from the side.

Completely unreasonable!

As if it was born with authority!

"Release!!!"

Someone shouted.

Countless attacks of all kinds flew towards the swordsman.

Some threw weapons.

Some cast magic.

Like a meteor shower from bottom to top.

The swordsman smiled.

"Naive! Do you think you can win by numbers? Today I will tell you what the gap is!"

Although those attacks looked spectacular.

But the speed was slow.

In the eyes of the swordsman, it was no different from a snail.

The first one to fly was a three-meter-long ice cone.

The swordsman was too lazy to dodge.

He just slightly turned his body, and the three-meter-long ice cone passed by.

However...

When the ice cone passed by.

Suddenly, I felt a pain in my left shoulder.

"Hit!"

His eyes showed shock.

But he looked sideways.

The ice cone did not hit him.

At this time.

Another spear arrived.

This time the swordsman did not dare to be careless and dodged to the side.

Bang!!!

It felt like a train hit his chest.

The body flew backwards.

No! I got hit!

Although these attacks did not cause much damage to him, if they were as dense as rain, even the strongest body could not withstand it.

Bang boom boom boom boom!!!

While he was stunned, a series of attacks hit him.

He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

He hurriedly flew to the other side.

At the same time, he was also observing the group of attackers.

As if they did not see him, they were still designing in the same place.

What frightened the swordsman was...

No matter where he flew, those attacks would hit him.

At this moment, he was like a sandbag, allowing countless people to abuse him!

Shame!

As a Sequence 2, he was actually insulted by a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals! !

It is a great shame! ! !

A cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Since you want to die, then I will grant you your wish!"

"Authority, the pain of war!!"

Physical strength, ability proficiency, knowledge reserve, these are the additional abilities of the strong.

The real reason for being called an angel.

1. There are many naturally formed authorities between heaven and earth, which no longer constrain him.

2. Advancing to Sequence 2 is like a key to power. Once you open this door, you can realize your own power.

Of course...

Power is likely to be repeated. Under the same circumstances, it depends on who has stronger control over power.

From the beginning, you will be proficient in control, and finally enter Sequence 1 to become a true controller of power.

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