On the plain under the setting sun, the black-haired boy and the man in the distance looked at each other, killing each other.
Seeing Roja, the heir of the Acate family, appeared here, Brian didn't have any joy in his heart, but his face was serious and solemn. A few years ago, Roja changed his fate's prediction. This fact made him even more vigilant. , And historically, the Akats have always been his enemies.
The appearance of an old enemy represents the end of fate. This is the summary of Brian, who has lived for a long time. On the other hand, the black-haired boy obviously has the same idea.
"It's been a long time, Earl Bryan, you really are here. Look at this, you don't intend to continue to hide your identity, right?"
"..."
After staring at each other for a long time, the black-haired boy's golden eye pupils swept across the cultist who was following Brian on the opposite side, and said so flatly, while the middle-aged man who heard the words was silent, no matter the expression or the look in his eyes. There is no fluctuation.
Bryan came here this time without any cover, whether it is face or breath, and the reason is simple, because this action is a desperate gamble.
If Brian wins, then both Roja, the only son of the Acate family, or the little princess Noelle who is the target, will definitely die. No one can prove that everything is what he did, and if he was defeated and died. , Then naturally there is no need to cover up.
Roja’s question doesn’t need to be answered, but I have to say that the youth’s calmness was a little bit beyond Brian’s expectations, and even more strangely, looking at Brian who came to kill him, Roja’s eyes did not have hatred or disgust. , But with some inexplicable emotion and sadness.
"Time is really a terrible thing. The once-known scholars have fallen in the course of its passing. The proud and loyal knights have lost their nature in the years. History has been turned into secrets and stories have been distorted by dust, which can be hated. But it passed down easily over time."
"Things that should have been adhered to have weathered too quickly, but things that should have been abandoned have endured for a long time. Ambition and desires are always inflated. Everything from two hundred years ago has not ended until today. For you, this is probably a long time. Time... Feld Eric.
"!"
At the moment when the young man said his previous name, the pupils of the middle-aged man surrounded by the crowd in front of Roja suddenly shrank. Brian’s eyes were as real at the moment, staring at the young man like an arrow, showing no expression. The face fluctuates for the first time.
Feld Eric, even for Brian himself, this is an old name. How many years ago was it when he was last mentioned in the population? Even Brian himself couldn't remember the answer to this question.
Two hundred years have passed, let alone his contemporaries, even his next generation has mostly left this world, and in this long time, Brian’s face has changed several times, Roja ·Acate, as a young man under the age of twenty, it is impossible to know his identity.
"How did you know this name?"
Staring at the black-haired boy, Brian asked with a gloomy face, an ominous premonition emerged in his heart, and when he heard his question, Roja spoke in silence and spoke after a while:
"I am afraid this question is not important anymore, but I can answer you, because of blood, I have met Feld Eric, at that time he was like the banner of Eric's house, like a tiger The average knight, whether right or wrong, has ideals and loyalty in his heart."
"It's a pity that time flies, things are different, the tiger has disappeared, and the knight has become a cold viper."
"..."
Faced with Brian's question, the black-haired boy responded with a heavy voice, and the middle-aged man's face finally changed drastically.
It has been several years since Roja awakened his blood, which means that Bryan’s true identity may have been exposed long ago, so how could the royal family and the Akat family be unprepared to face him like this
The inner surprise made the middle-aged man's heart shake for an instant. He understood that his plan might not go well afterwards, but then the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.
Perhaps because of Roja, the family of Hezkrit and Akat have been prepared for a long time, but this time the disaster of Tuck Fortress is by no means within their expectations, and as long as they can kill the heirs of the two families, Then the situation will change drastically anyway, and this is also the key to breaking the game.
It doesn't matter, I haven't lost yet.
Thinking of this, Brian's eyes flickered, looking at the murderous intention of Roja who was alone, and beside him, the heinous sinners also showed mocking expressions, making no secret of their contempt and murder.
"You can know my identity in advance, which is indeed beyond my expectation, but unfortunately, destiny is not on your side. The appearance of ancient monsters has changed everything, and your plans will inevitably be disrupted."
"You may indeed be a leader among your peers, but it is a pity that war is not a game, and the number also determines the outcome."
"...Amount?"
Hearing Bryan's words, Roja was silent for a moment and muttered to himself, while the cultists mocked the boy's innocence with a smile.
Although the battle of the extraordinary is not determined by the number, it will increase the difficulty with one enemy. Moreover, Roja's source level is not high, but what makes Brian a little puzzled is that after hearing his words , The young man was still calm, he just looked at the sky, his voice was gentle and calm.
"Quantity does change the outcome of the war, but... who told you that I am alone?"
A faint smile appeared on the boy's face, causing Brian to frown involuntarily, but before he could give an order, the drastic change that made everyone stunned had already happened.
The crimson light began to spread out from the boy's body, dyeing everything nearby, and reflecting the setting sun in the distance. Under the red light, the footsteps of a team echoed on the plain, as if coming from the other side.
A solid and generous shield that was stained with a layer of blood, fine and heavy, a sharp blade that ordinary transcendents can't use, the sound of armor collision and footsteps echoed, and the flag of the Acate candle flame on the flying flag seemed to be penetrated. People's hearts, of course, for cultists other than Brian, another banner is more capable of attracting their attention and fear.
It is the iron coat of arms of the Holy See, which belongs to the court alone. In the setting sun and red glow, it is as breathtaking as the blood of a sinner. The red-haired man under the banner is silent, watching the crowd. The cultists look like they are looking at a group of dead people.
The judges who followed did nothing, and the entire team was silent and solemn, but their appearance brought great shock and fear to the cultists in the distance.
As the team gradually walked out of the red mansions, the expressions of the cultists kept changing, and everything was telling them that things were not as simple as they thought, and Roja was definitely not an arrogant rasher.
The reinforcements of the heathen legion and the referee are the reason why Roja dared to stand directly in front of Brian and the others. He is indeed a person, but he is a hunter who stands by the sidelines, looking at the guards who came out of the passage and came in front of him. The black-haired boy couldn't help but sigh.
From the initial judgment that Eric’s family would act, Roja knew that what he had to face was definitely not an enemy. When he heard Altasia’s reminder, the biggest reason why the boy was so calm was that He knew that he also had hole cards.
The Power Sect and the Perseverance Sect, these are two teams that can find Roja according to the guidance of the gods, and the referee is the elite of the Holy See, the natural enemy of the cultists. After the Tuck Fortress incident, Roja specially reserved for his team. The letter, in fact, they were already in place nearby yesterday evening.
In order to let Brian relax his vigilance, Roja did not act rashly at the first time, but only now has it relied on Gurandal's power and his connection with the Power Sect to break the barriers of this space and join the crowd, and it turns out that this is also possible. It really worked.
The shock of the descent from the heavens caused great mental pressure on the rabble of the tasting meeting, but it also aroused the ferocity of the cultists. Since then, a second pair of rivals, the insidious and cunning cultists, have emerged on the battlefield. Before the desperate situation, our eyes were red, the jealous judges had already clenched their weapons, and everyone raised the power of the curse to the apex.
A thousand meters apart, the two teams stared at each other, facing each other as the curse power increased and they were gradually approaching the point of explosion. However, looking at the people around Roja, Brian gradually frowned and felt an inexplicable feeling. , As if I have seen this team somewhere.
The thoughts in my mind continued, until the curse power of Wood and the others came to face with the momentum, the blond man opened his eyes, remembering everything in his memory, and remembering the chaotic sacred capital two hundred years ago.
In the distant past, a young man named Feld once felt this familiar power. It was beside the young man who had tolerated his mother’s blood debts, and followed his most elite and loyal fighters. However, after many years, When they met again, they were already on the opposite side of him.
The man who perceives where the enemy comes from has a dignified face, but at this time he has to send an arrow on the string. The past comrades in arms have long since disappeared, the times have changed, and their positions are no longer the same. The long sword held by Feld has long been broken, and both sides All that is left is the soldiers facing each other.
"Look clearly, there is no need to panic. Their numbers and strength are not as good as ours. This is a plain with no one. You don't need to keep your hands. Victory will definitely belong to us."
Turning his back to the setting sun, the blond man held a long sword, and his words completely relieved the concerns of the cultists. On the other side, the black-haired boy was silent, because he knew that justice does not need much. In other words, everything must be practiced, and when a sinner is judged, the butcher knife can also speak.
"Array, let's go."
The flat voice reverberated in the dark night, and the two teams marched toward the enemy separately, and launched a fate-determining fight.
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Today, it is an ordinary day for the vast majority of humans in this world, without any special meaning, and without any special events.
In the far east, the news that the fortress guarding the human border has disappeared inexplicably, and the aliens have not yet carried out large-scale invasions. It is close to the winter of the New Year. People live as usual and have expectations. However, no one knows that human activities are there. Outside the wild land, a battle is determining their fate.
In the Tucker Plain, the two teams that are intricately related to each other but completely incompatible with each other rushed towards each other, with the mentality of completely erasing each other from the world, inspiring spells and waving their weapons, and their victory or defeat was to a certain extent. Will determine the direction of mankind, but unfortunately, the reality is not good.
In fact, since the beginning of the battle, Roja knew that he had fallen into a disadvantage.
Whether it is a marching war or daily affairs, most of them are related to the right time and place and these three conditions. This is not a superstition, nor is it an unfounded delusion, but a fact that actually exists.
The time and place are right and the people are harmonious. To be clear is actually the factors and conditions provided by the environment and people, but these Roja teams do not have the advantage.
Cultists have always been known for their weird and vicious methods. In the vast majority of battles with cultists, the court has the advantage of troops, but this time, Roja and the others are not as many as the opponents. More importantly, Time and geographical factors.
As the sun sets, time is about to arrive at night. As a mouse in the gutter, night is the main activity time for cultists, and the desolate plains and the environment without other friendly forces let the cultists who are known for their madness let go.
The right time and place and the three points seem to be unfavorable to Roya and others. However, the black-haired teenager still has absolute confidence in his companions, because he knows that even if it is a human being, there is a gap between soul and will. still exists.
On one side are the justice-hearted judges and the pagans who protect Roja under the guidance of the gods, and on the other side are the villains gathered for profit. The fighting will of the two sides is different from the beginning, but from the degree of unity and each other. From the point of view of the cooperation, it is a world of difference, which will also become the biggest factor in determining the outcome.
On the plain, the two teams had not yet touched each other, the light of the spell had already flickered, and the long-range attack began as the distance between the two parties was shortened, accompanied by a roar and loud noise.
"Om!"
The long-stored curse power roared and released to resonate and oscillate. Before the hand-to-hand contact, the sixteen elder judges behind the team raised their long rods. Under the golden light of the sky, the red clouds in the sky began to boil, and the golden glow broke. The cloud came out, the turbulent holy light, like a judgment from a god, slammed down on the sinners.
Under the falling light, the cultists on the ground changed their colors, and they hardly cooperated. They were even wary of each other. They were unable to cope with such large-scale spells. The momentum of offensive was frustrated. However, in the face of these, Brian was too early. Be prepared.
The middle-aged man gestured to the rear. One of the cultists in the distance immediately took out a blood-stained heart from his pocket. The beating and erect heart seemed to have just been removed from the human body, and it still had the characteristics of life, but the next moment it was cursed. Under the stimulus, it began to expand infinitely.
The blood-colored granulation shoots up into the sky, enveloping the operator, the red rotten flesh entangled in the heart and cerebrovascular like a roof covering everyone above them, and it also blocks the divine light that descends from the sky.
"boom!"
"Puff!"
Under the gaze of everyone, the hideous monster that suddenly rose in the wind and swelled with the sound of heartbeat collided with the holy light. The judgment descended by the gods seemed to burn everything with light and heat. Amidst the roar, bursting flesh and blood. Splashing to the sky and falling in all directions, the flowing blood spilled like a river, but even if it was reluctant, it seemed to shatter at any time, and the constantly multiplying monsters still withstood the attack.
In the rain of flesh and blood, the crazy villain screamed in excitement, holding a weapon bathed in blood and rushing forward, but what they did not expect was that this powerful attack was only warming up, and the real killer move was still behind.
When the judges cast their spells, the heathen legion was also brewing. They seized the opportunity to release their own long-range offensive.
The tall woman who had received the blessing of the gods stood at the forefront of the team. Amidst the concussion of the curse, Cynthia’s shield inserted into the ground began to attach a layer of divine light, and the condensed energy continued to flow, becoming more and more scorching in the compression, an unstoppable heat wave And the steam came out, showing the energetic color in the sunset, and suddenly radiated in the next moment.
If extremely compressed water can be used as a blade, then the lava under high pressure is the light of death that burns everything down. The rays of the firm sect are blasted, accompanied by human bodies that evaporate out of thin air and screams of horror.
The man who melted only half of his body wailed, and the old man who was burned in two pieces did not understand everything and turned into two burning fireballs. The attack of the pagan legion, with the cooperation of the holy light in the sky, became a sickle for reaping life. , And under the threat from the power of the Earth Mother God, the cultists finally had to disperse.
The first stage of the attack went smoothly. Through cooperation, the Holy See and the pagan army gained the upper hand. However, after the initial wide-area attack, the cultists who entered the close combat began to exert their respective strengths.
The splattered blood turned into poison that corroded everything, and the cut flesh grew into a terrifying and crazy monster. The unscrupulous villains began a bloody battle with the soldiers who insisted on justice. But surrounded by the crowd, the black-haired boy But he didn't make a move, because he could feel that an invisible aura was locking him, and its owner had already arrived.
The flames of war reflected on the cheeks, and screams came into the ears. The blond man and the black-haired boy looked at each other in the rain of blood, and their curses began to burn silently and silently.