Gordon is the martial arts commander of the Third Legion of Luskan. Whether he was lucky or unlucky, he was selected by President Arkham as one of the special operations personnel this time.

This is already his fourth 'death'...

What's ridiculous is that for the first time, he didn't die under the endless imperial army or the invasion of demons. Instead, he almost died before the wolf's kiss and seemed to be killed by his own people...

The first time he woke up from the temple, he felt inexplicable resentment, and even wanted to trouble those bastard cultists because of it, but after thinking about the president's attitude towards them, he endured it.

It was very embarrassing after that. Under the leadership of the president, they had been going smoothly all the way. When they were preparing to go to the front line to join the majority of the troops in the 'resurrection', they found that they were often directly piled up by the seemingly endless military force.

died.

From the first despair and fear, to the second confusion, to the instinctive struggle, to the numbness at this moment.

Being numb does not mean that he is no longer afraid of death, because no matter how many times he dies, the coldness and severe pain, pain and suffocation, despair and resistance before death are still so real and terrifying.

Each death this time quickly diluted the original joy of 'becoming stronger'.

Yes, the body of this paladin is so powerful that even a 16th-level warrior who is still on the verge of becoming a martial arts master, even doubts whether his combat power has once surpassed the legendary realm that he never dared to hope for in his life.

, so much so that killing those Imperials when they first charged into battle on the other side of the coast was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

And even among the more than 180 of them, there are not many people who fit the 'body' like him.

The president must be in great need of a backbone like him right now, and there can be no further delay!

'Otherwise, we might as well try to wait for a few more people to join us and go together.'

As soon as the smug Gordon thought this, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He didn't quite understand what the other person said. He just felt that the crisp and sweet voice with a hint of laziness seemed to shake his broken soul that had experienced many deaths.

Fixed a bit.

Immediately, a thought popped up in my mind:

'It's actually a female body... I'm so lucky. Who will it be?'

In his impression, there were not many women among the more than one hundred bodies, only single digits.

But no matter which one is picked out alone, she is a rare beauty in the world, and she is a knight with a face of justice and holiness, which can easily induce the male's desire to conquer.

Among them, the most impressive thing was the body of President Akram...a beautiful girl with flaming red hair, bulging front and back.

It's a pity that no matter whether it's the kind of amazing thoughts or the dirty thoughts in my heart, in that situation, I can only suppress them in my heart.

But there is no one around at this time... Why not discuss with this good brother to warm and comfort each other...?

As soon as Gordon turned around with a smile on his face, he saw an iron fist wrapped in metal armor hitting his face like a cannonball. Immediately, all the beautiful and eager illusions turned into a basin of ice water and poured down on his head and feet.

He kicked back violently, and at the same time raised his hands to protect his face, and finally managed to see the other person's face clearly through the gap between his arms.

At that moment, huge confusion occupied his consciousness.

The other party was obviously dressed exactly the same as him, but he was extremely impressed by those beautiful and effervescent "Ji Knights". He even once saw those bastards secretly rubbing his breasts and resented why he didn't get such a good turn.

Chance.

But this person in front of him! He has never seen it before!

who is she?!

"Huh?"

The other party seemed a little surprised at his quick response, and Gordon immediately felt a little dismayed in his heart.

As the martial arts commander of a legion, both sneak attacks and counter-sneak attacks are compulsory courses. How could he stumble under such a sneak attack with no technical content?

I even thought about capturing the opponent later and showing off my special 'interrogation' skills. The process will definitely be enjoyable!

Hey hey hey...oh uh...

Gordon was in mid-air, and just as a smile appeared on his face, he saw the female knight stepping down, as if she teleported in front of him, grabbed his face, and then slammed towards the ground.

Drink it down.

There was a loud bang.

The huge plume of smoke dissipated, revealing a deep pit ten feet in radius on the ground.

And in the center of the deep pit, a confused and confused Gordon was lying in the center, as if he still couldn't figure it out. He had obviously reacted immediately, but he was still subdued in the blink of an eye.

.

Then the other party just picked up his severely deformed faceplate and lifted him up completely.

At this moment, Gordon has realized the terrible gap between himself and the opponent, but like a drowning man, he is trying to attack this female paladin who suddenly appears with his sword and kicks.

But as soon as his sword was swung out, it was flicked away by one finger, crushing his left and right shoulder blades one after another, and the two hands he was waving suddenly fell down limply.

As the other party's fingers tightened, his skull began to make a cracking sound, and the world around his cornea was suddenly dyed with blood.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that he had lost the ability to resist that he finally let go of his face, letting his limp body fall into the dirt.

"Calvin, the rest of the work will be left to you. Others should continue to be on guard and be more vigilant. These guys are still a bit difficult to deal with."

The other party's tone did not sound like he had defeated an enemy on the battlefield. It was like a hunter in the jungle treating a half-dead woodchuck that he had kicked and ordering his accompanying children to string them up with straw ropes.

"Yes, boss."

Then Gordon saw an 'elf' walking towards him and squatting down in front of him.

Almost as soon as he saw the other person's eyes, Gordon knew that this was a master of interrogation!

You must end yourself immediately!

Pass on the news that the other party is ambushing them in their 'resurrection place'.

Otherwise, the rest of your life will be worse than death!

But almost as soon as he had this thought, he saw the elf showing him a kind smile:

"You want to die?"

Gordon blinked and was horrified to see that his stomach was rapidly expanding as if filled with water, and was about to explode...

No! No! No! Don’t do this!

Bang!

Then his stomach really exploded...

Gordon stared with dead eyes, feeling that his life was passing quickly. While he was dying, he only heard the 'elf' named Calvin seeming to say to him:

"I saw some sadistic desires for women from your head, especially the preference for wives to cause pregnancy. This is not good, so I ask you to try the pain of women's pregnancy for yourself. Of course, the speed is a little faster.

For a moment, and for the rest, I hope you have a good dream."

‘Am I going to die?’ These were the remaining thoughts in Gordon’s mind.

‘Did you die from having your stomach burst alive...? What a cruel and fucked up way to die...

'But... I'm finally free...

'Isn't it just that the other party intends to interrogate me?'

Just when Gordon realized something was wrong, he felt like he was already 'dead'.

It's that damn feeling again, as if a pendant has been pierced into the brain, pulling out the brain and thoughts together.

I don't know how long it took, but Gordon seemed to be 'alive' again. What made him strange was that after his death, shouldn't he return to the temple first? Then re-enter under the gaze of the dead-faced cultists.

'Trial battlefield'?

But soon, all these questions were quickly forgotten by him.

He saw the president, saw the more than 180 colleagues, and then under the leadership of the president, he started from this barren land and advanced all the way, crossing the heavily defended strait and crossing the mountain of corpses.

On the beach of the Sea of ​​Blood, we arrived at the royal capital that seemed to be named Samara, passed through the space gate that seemed to be torn open directly, arrived at the green island, and arrived in front of a big mountain.

Then came the endless pack of wolves!

Before that, he had always thought that the winter wolves in the North were probably the most difficult wolf pack in Coriel, bar none!

But when he saw this group of wolves that were obviously skinny but looked like crazy wolves, Gordon realized how wrong he was.

Not only are these wolves larger than winter wolves, but their biggest feature is their unusually large heads. Their muzzles are slightly shorter than other wolves, but unusually thick. The teeth in their mouths are even sharper and messy, some like those of sharks.

The teeth, when opened, resemble those of a crocodile, capable of swallowing a human head whole.

This thing obviously looks too thin, but the muscles under the skin are very strong, not only has extremely strong fighting power, but also is not afraid of death.

It seems that their mission is to devour and devour all the prey they can find before they die!

Fortunately, their mission was not to fight these tough wolves, but to bring the black stone tablets distributed to them by the commander before entering the island to the designated place.

Almost as soon as he inserted the black stone tablet into the ground, the bloody runes on it flashed, and then a noisy black pillar of air rose into the sky.

What made him even more creepy was that these black smokes looked like countless faces with negative emotions such as anger, fear, despair, etc.

Just by looking at it, I feel that my thinking is stagnating and my sanity is also losing.

And he was also one of the first officers to complete this task, but just when he was looking at the strange black stone tablet and smoke in a daze, he was jumped to the ground by a giant wolf.

Just as he was about to move his head, a fireball came, blowing the ferocious wolf and his torso to pieces.

Just as his upper body flew away and rolled on the grass, he saw the person who had killed him...
To be continued...