I Am the God of Games

Mephistopheles chopped off the entangled tentacles, turned the bird's head, and planned to detour away from the area covered with octopus legs, distanced himself from the opponent, and charged again.

He is the commander of this barren mountain thief operation.

At noon today, the scumbags who had swept around the stronghold were gone forever, and then they found their souls in the dead soul lamp that signed the contract with all the barren mountain thieves, indicating that they were already dead.

Unexpectedly, there are still people in this area who feel that the leader of the prestige of the barren mountain thief is furious, and finally they are dispatched to start a raid at the fastest speed, and strive to completely destroy the village, leaving nothing behind!

It just seems like something is wrong now...

"What the hell is this!"

A mage beside Mephisto looked at the constantly wriggling tentacles and cursed.

"Don't you recognize this kind of magic?" Mephistopheles asked respectfully.

Although he was the nominal commander of this attack, Mephistopheles knew that these master mages had a much higher status in the boss's heart than himself. If he really dared to put on airs to these master masters, he might not go back. The boss is going to 'borrow your head' to appease them.

"This isn't magic, not even divine... It's more like a means of sacrifice for the murlocs, but people on land generally don't believe in sea gods... Could it be that the necromancers in the black tower developed something. Strange undead creature magic?" The Master Mage fell into a life of doubt.

It seems that there is no way for the other party to continue to help in a short time.

Mephistopheles sighed secretly, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel fortunate that the boy on the opposite side who used this kind of magic didn't seem to be able to master it well. Although these magics were very strange, their power was not strong.

As long as the speed of the Chocobo's charge increases, these octopus feet will not be able to pick them up at all!

Having said that, while they were in chaos, another teenager with a sword had already rushed into the area of ​​the octopus feet, easily killing those who couldn't break free in time.

Unexpectedly, only one charge would result in a loss of one-tenth. Mephistopheles knew that those two teenagers could not be underestimated.

So he threw the whip and made bursts of extremely rhythmic explosions. According to the code that the barren mountain thief had arranged in advance, the remaining knights immediately divided into two groups, planning to attack the two teenagers.

More than 40 adult thieves, dealing with two thin and short children who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, were so serious, they said it like a joke.

But Mephistopheles knows that there are some people in this world that cannot be measured by common sense... Before he became a thief, he had seen this kind of monster in the holy city of Einstein.

Therefore, after realizing that the other party is not an ordinary person, Mephistopheles will never judge people by their appearance, and must use all his strength to kill the other party in one fell swoop.

Facts have proved that his decision was not wrong.

The two teenagers are so powerful that Mephistopheles felt that the guards of the holy city might not be the opponents of the two, but they were facing the charge of the double-faced knights and launched them from several directions at the same time. When they attacked, their response began to lose their rules and became flustered, and the thieves slashed several times in the gap!

Except for the octopus feet, the boy who can summon strange sea creatures seems to have a limit on the number of summoned creatures that can exist here at the same time.

"Don't kill them, I'm going to catch them and make them into puppets for research!" The heads of several mages commanded.

So Mephisto, who had decided to kill directly, could only hold back and let the knights consume their stamina, and take the opportunity to create more non-lethal wounds, causing them to lose a lot of blood and lose their ability to resist as soon as possible.

However, what he couldn't understand was that he had been stabbed several times, and the blood was all over the place. It was not surprising that he would suddenly die at any time, but the two teenagers showed no signs of fainting or weak hands and feet, and they were still alive and well. ... In fact, the wounds they were cut out were in a weird state of 'obviously there are wounds, but they always feel like they were painted', except for the initial bleeding.

This makes it impossible for Mephistopheles to have someone to catch the villagers who have been blocking them! Once the number of people here is reduced, maybe they will be killed immediately by these two teenagers!

Or try to persuade to surrender?

Just when Mephistopheles thought so, the blood-soaked boy on the cross suddenly ignored himself twice, rushed towards the head of the magician who had been talking, and then suddenly waved the cross in his hand: "[Empty Zhan] beat】!"

The head of the mage couldn't react at all. The chocobo he was sitting on was hit by the cross at an incredible angle, and the head of the mage fell from the chocobo unprepared for this reason. down.

In the next instant, the swordsman boy who kept blocking the knight's attack suddenly burst into flames, and he stabbed directly, poking the head of the mage's head!

"Fuck, I got it wrong, this guy who has been pushing is not the leader!" After the two of them joined a set to knock off the head of the mage in seconds, the cross boy looked at the barren thieves who didn't collapse around him, and made an annoyed voice: "The Boss is someone else!"

They actually wanted to kill the commander in one go, and let other people's morale collapse to turn the tide of the battle? No, how on earth did they communicate and develop this tactic before this? If there is no communication, how can there be such a tacit cooperation?

Mephistopheles felt a little flustered.

No, even if they turn against other master masters, these two dangerous elements cannot be kept, and they must be killed as soon as possible!

So he waved his whip again and gave instructions.

Only this time, he seemed to be noticed by the other party - the eyes of the cross boy looked at him, and it was like a wolf seeing his prey!

Mephisto immediately comforted himself in his heart: It doesn't matter, they are so badly injured, they must be unable to hold on, not to mention that there are so many of us, forty chocobos riding on the face, you say how to lose!

"Attack! Don't let them escape!" Since it has been discovered, there is no need to hide, Mephistopheles simply shouted loudly, boosting morale: "There are many of us, there are only two of them!"

The next moment, a violent explosion sounded.

At first, Mephisto thought it was the magicians on his side who did it, but then he found out that something was wrong. Why did the sound come from behind?

He turned his head, and then his whole body stiffened.

I don't know when, in the woods behind, a few carriages of the kind commonly seen in businessmen appeared, but the carriages of the carriages were full of people, even if it was just a rough count, there were fifty or sixty people.

In order to facilitate the carriage of the carriage, these guys also used various abilities to destroy all the obstacles in front of them, and forcibly formed a straight road in the grove...

"I heard," the young wizard led by him jumped off the carriage and looked at Mephisto with a half-smile: "How many of you are there?"