Duke of Grief

Hidden in the body, the power of darkness and plague broke out in the soldiers wearing black armor, and they were a little pale at the moment, and their blood was completely lost at this moment.

"Uh……"

A stern soldier suddenly twitched his mouth, giving up the opportunity to kill the enemy, and the royal soldier lying on the ground blinked, and the screaming became smaller.

He glanced at the pale-faced soldier in front of him in shock, and turned to try to escape, but just then, a terrible voice was ‘released’ from the soldier’s throat.

The royal army soldiers who were fighting these soldiers found that their enemies' faces were covered with black lines...

No, it’s not ‘grain’... it’s a blood vessel, it’s a blood vessel!

The soldiers looked at the enemies that had suddenly changed, shaking their hands, raising their weapons, and slashing towards them, but their weapons had no enemies that could kill them-they were blocked!

clang--

"Uh..."

The soldiers in black armor raised their heads and stared at the royal army soldier in front of them with their bloodshot red eyes.

They opened their mouths wide, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths. Opposite this dementia-like appearance, they raised the weapons, which just blocked the weapons slashed down by these royal soldiers, and a huge force was uploaded from the handle. , So that the soldiers of the royal army cannot continue to cut down.

The capillaries all over the body surface are dyed black by the power of the "plague", and against the disastrous skin, these soldiers in black armor have completely turned into "monsters"!

"Monster! They are monsters!"

The wounded soldier next to Grus pointed to the black armor soldiers who had already completed the transformation, and cried in despair: "They are all'monsters'!"

The wounded soldiers of the royal army who were brought to the side by Grush were panic-stricken for a time, and only after they noticed the existence of Glush, they remembered that the man who saved their lives was a paladin and a 'Legendary Paladin'!

"Please help us, Lord Grush!"

A wailing came from behind Glush, and when he looked back, his eyes became complicated in an instant.

The person who begged him was the soldier who led him that day, and now he still remembers how the soldier was alert to him...

Grush picked up the sword, silently, and looked forward.

‘Heroes’ are always insisting on their own justice. Even if they are vilified by the masses, they will still persevere—Grush doesn’t know if he is a hero, but he is willing to insist on his justice until the death!

The light from the stars bloomed from the blade, even if the long sword was worn out, it did not affect its blooming holy light!

"Holy Light--"

Because of the shouting, Grush's voice was already hoarse.

Because he hadn’t had any rest before and hadn’t had a sip of water, his throat would always hurt when he spoke.

Even though the Holy Power has little left, even if the limbs are sore and unbearable, the shimmer representing'justice' is floating on his mind.

Grush had nothing, even as a ‘legendary paladin’, he had nothing.

Some are just ‘just ways’ that will be laughed at by others, and the kindness of ‘thinness’...

"Have you seen those enemies?"

Grush lifted his long sword and walked forward step by step to meet the black armor soldiers who had been converted into ‘monsters’.

With longing in their eyes, the breath of ‘undead’ permeated from their bodies, and the disgusting odor Grush had already smelled, and he knew that these ‘monsters’ were decaying.

They crave for flesh and blood, crave for life, crumble for everything that makes them hate!

It was not clear whether they were like this before they died, because after entering the battlefield, he only saw a group of black soldiers with a numb look and a dull look. I am afraid that from that moment on, they will become the fate of today. Can't be changed.

But before that, they must have had feelings, self-will, and family...

Two lines of hot tears slipped from the corner of the paladin's eyes, flowing across the cheeks roughened by the wind and frost, and Grushe's eyes widened, and he saw those'monsters' rushing toward him with arms.

They want to tear him, they want to tear the lives behind him, so he can't retreat!

The holy power haunted the blade, and Grush stepped forward, wielding a long sword--

"Break evil!"

When the blade crossed the waist and abdomen of these undead creatures, it was like cutting a leaf. After the long sword was swung over, all the undead creatures in front of him turned into fly ash.

Grus crunched his teeth, he remembered the necromancer of the necromancer!

"Ebner Bauhinia El Faro!!!"

He saw more of them, dressed in black armor, or royal army soldiers came around-they were all dead, but they were'alive' again, so they changed from'they' to'they' !

The soldiers of the royal army have been defeated because they saw the corpses of their comrades and enemies stand up again, and found that they could not compete with these undead creatures, so they turned and ran away.

"What are you doing?!"

There was a loud drink from the rear, which made many soldiers crying and fleeing stop, with a little hesitation.

Krylov III's cold voice resounded through the plain: "Don't go back to fight yet? Don't you want to be a noble?"

Because of the king’s order, coupled with the temptation of the ‘noble title’, many soldiers who lost their morale relented and turned around to face up.

Ding! Ding!

With the sound of two bingo battles, the Suman Knight was shot down and dismounted.

After a few laps on the ground, the Suman Knight stood up again, but she found that the smiling female swordsman did not chase it, but looked behind her.

"Suman, you go back!"

The Kyle Knight and the Tosolo Knight came from behind the Suman Knight~www.NovelMTL.com~ and the Suman Knight was surprised to find that these two knights did not ride their horses.

"Go help Rodriguez and Lund clean up those monsters."

Knight Tosolo took the conversation, grabbed the sword shield, stood side by side with Kyle Knight, and looked at the female swordsman dignifiedly.

"There are only two people?" Marquis El Faro frowned slightly. "How can I say that I am also a legend. Do you want to deal with me and Philly only if you two?"

"No, there is me!"

After the old mage near Krylov III used the teleport, he heard the words behind Marquis El Faro.

At this time, the Suman knight had already followed the order, so he stood behind the two knights and asked indifferently, "Can the two protect me?"

"If you can kill the enemy..."

The Kyle Knight's words were not finished, but the old mage also understood.

"Fur..."

After the last mage had smoked the last cigarette, he put away the pipe, took out his staff, and looked abruptly, "I call you'Belia Frossi' or'Ebona El Faro' -"

"It's'Ebner Bauhinia El Faro', this is my proud surname!" Marquis El Faro interrupted the old mage and corrected him.

"...I don't care, I just do my duty and want to fight you!"

After raising the staff, the temperament of the old mage changed. His eyes looked like a torch, as if he had seen through the heart of Marquis El Faro, "I’m not Krylov III, I know you might be doing something small, So I will make a quick decision!"

"haha, really?"

With two laughs, a ray of black smoke leaked from the corner of Marquis El Faro's mouth, "So, I'll wait and see!"