Zhao Changan looked at the head in Kyle's hand for a moment and thought that a big boss had come, but when he looked closely, he was a stinky brother. He didn't take any action and was solved.

Zhao Changan felt bored for a moment.

"Your Highness, the mimic corpse-attached worm mother has fallen into my hands. Please give me some time. The mimic corpse-attached worm in the entire Anlan City can be completely solved," Kyle said again.

Zhao Changan nodded slightly. The mimic corpse-attached insects in Anlan City must be solved, but there is no rush for now. After all, the mimic corpse-attached insect has fallen into Kyle's hands. Although it cannot be solved in a short time, at least it can control the mimic corpse-attached insects in Anlan City to prevent it from breaking out. That's enough.

Zhao Changan actually had an idea in his mind, but Zhao Changan still needed to plan specifically on how to do it. After all, it sounds a bit unpleasant to say it out loud.

In Anlan City, the emergence of a large number of void creatures did not cause panic.

The numb people don't care about these void creatures at all. Only a few people are resisting, but in front of a group of void creatures with the lowest peak of the stars, such resistance is destined to be powerless and pale.

But there are such special exceptions.

To the east of Anlan City, Yarard and several Void Pioneers are confronting a small number of humans.

The rough big hand touched his big bald head, and Yarard smiled grimly.

"Human, I have been hurt by humans for so long."

"Then you will not only be injured by humans this time, but you will also die here." The one-armed garrison officer leaned on the sword with one hand, and a dark purple blood on the giant sword that was nearly one person tall was extremely dazzling.

"Everyone can say big talk. It's not impossible to give you my big head if you have the ability!"

As soon as Yalad finished speaking, his legs bent slightly, his dragon-like muscles twisted, and a strong wind gust arose on the street. Yalad headed straight for the one-armed garrison!

"Bang!"

One punch, just one punch!

Yalad's group of people attached to the power of void, and with a seemingly inconspicuous punch, the one-armed garrison officer flew backwards and knocked down several houses one after another. With a large amount of smoke and dust scattered, the one-armed garrison officer slowly walked out of it tremblingly.

The big sword in his hand was bent a little by Yarder's punch. Looking around, the one-armed guardian's eyes were cracked, and his hands had no ability to resist these monsters at all.

This is a massacre!

The shrill wail and the roar of despair finally intertwined into the end of death.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out of the mouth, and the full-covered helmet made the face of the one-armed garrison officer contaminated with dirty blood. The stinging pain on his body made the one-armed garrison officer's hands tremble slightly.

Even if you just move it gently, it seems like countless steel needles are flowing in the blood, which makes people feel painful, but the one-armed garrison's gaze becomes more and more determined.

Some people say that no matter how you live in your life, you will live. If you are born in a slum, you deserve to be a livestock and be driven by the big names. This theory is almost everyone's idea.

But the one-armed garrison officer doesn't believe it. Why should people who live in slums be enslaved? Why shouldn't people who live in slums become superior?

He lived in a slum since childhood and was unwilling to accept this, so he became a hunter, a hunter dancing on the tip of a knife, hunting again and again, and he finally became a little famous in Anlan City and met Bud.

Ten years passed by, and the boy who crawled out of the slum eventually became the leader of the four garrison officials in Anlan City. All of this was the reason for his efforts, and Bard's help was indispensable.

This person, you must not forget your roots. Whoever helps you? No matter what kind of character or character he helps you, you will be grateful. The one-armed garrison officer never forgot everything that Bard gave.

He slowly turned his head to look at the city lord's mansion. The one-armed garrison's eyes were complicated. What happened in Anlan City now may not be related to Bad. He was not stupid and had vaguely noticed it, but he had never said it.

He slowly took off his helmet with one hand, revealing a blood-stained face, short hair like a steel needle, and a strong national character face covered with various scars.

After not dead with one blow, Yalad habitually touched his big bald head and looked at his fist suspiciously. No, could it be that his strength has declined recently?

The human in front of him was only as capable as the peak of Yuehui. Since absorbing His Highness's blood, Yalad himself has broken through to the peak of Sun Yat. He used 10% of the strength of the punch just now. Logically speaking, even the awakened person in the early stage of Sun Yat can be killed by his own punch, but how could this person stand up?

"Come again!" The one-armed garrison officer's voice was low, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

Yarard smiled, and he liked this person's unyielding spirit!

"Come on!"

On the street, the one-armed garrison officer and Yarard each brought a strong wind to collide!

"Bang!"

The huge fists collided with the sword, and the huge forces intertwined each other. The sword was bent to its limit under such a terrifying force. The one-armed garrison official's expression remained unchanged. Although only one hand was left, he still had a head!

A head hammer hit Yarard's forehead. Facing the attack of the one-armed garrison officer, Yarard turned his head slightly, and clenched his fist with his other hand to hit the one-armed garrison officer's neck.

"Bang!"

With one punch, the one-armed garrison officer was smashed down on the spot. The terrifying force made the one-armed garrison officer feel as if he was hit head-on by a high-speed train.

In a trance, all kinds of memories appeared in front of the one-armed garrison officer. How long has it been, and how long has it been since I felt this way?

Despair, powerless despair, power that cannot be resisted, and reality that cannot be changed. In my memory, I will only have it when I am in a slum.

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity to kill you. Let's do this. I'll take you to see Your Highness. Whether you are dead or alive depends on your decision." Yarard shook his head and carried the one-armed garrison officer.

However, the one-armed garrison officer was destined to not hear what Yarard said. In order to prevent the one-armed garrison officer from escaping, Yarard just punched the one-armed garrison officer in the forehead.

This punch almost killed him.

The City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion full of mucus, Zhao Changan didn't even have the idea of ​​going in. He simply used his awakening ability to build another house. Although it was a bit simple, it was better than the City Lord's Mansion.

After all, Kyle had just told himself that the mimicry corpse-attached worm has no excretion organs, and the transparent mucus is actually the excrement of the mimicry corpse-attached worm...
Chapter completed!