Infinite Heroes Seat

Early in the morning, hundreds of knights gathered on the largest platform in the harbour of Kurast. They stood in a neat formation, each wearing armor and holding weapons, their faces covered by helmets, but their bare eyes It exudes unprecedented enthusiasm.

"What's the matter? Didn't it mean that there are only a hundred knights left?"

At the front of the team, Mo Wen asked Gore with some doubts.

Gore replied in a low voice: "My lord, there are indeed only so many knights who withdrew from Cui Fank, but there are also some knights who were dissatisfied with the church slaughter in the early years and retired in the port of Curast, and now they are all coming back. Up."

With a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes, Gore said with some excitement: "The Zakarums who were already divided are united again. This time we will definitely win, sir!"

"Of course!"

Don't smell it with a smile.

He went to the highest point of the platform and held up the redemption of Grace Wald in his hand.

The image of the angel that once illuminated the entire harbor floats again.

The faces of the knights that had been blunt because of fanaticism and hatred softened, a pious light appeared in their eyes, and the confusion in their hearts had disappeared.

The aura burst, and a group of light red aura surging from Mo Wen's body, enveloped all the knights' feet.

Fiery, brave, and determined, a kind of crazy power gushes out of every knight's heart.

Paladin's sixth-order skill-zealous aura!

"Are you ready? Knights of Zakarum?"

Mo Wen yelled as his eyes swept across the eyes of every knight.

"Now. Let's drive that bug from Mephisto back to hell!"

Raising the scepter horizontally, Mo Wen roared in Cui Fank's direction: "Long live Zakarum!"

There was a brief calm, and the next moment a tsunami-like shout sounded.

"Long live Zakarum!"

"Long live Zakarum!"

......

The knight's crazy voice spread throughout the harbor.

"Set off!"

With a word from Mo Wen. With tidy steps, the Knights began to move out of the harbour.

On the other side of the platform, Ashila and her dozens of elite iron wolves watched all this coldly. Seeing Mo Wen's fading figure, she suddenly said to a mage mercenary next to her: " You know? I always think this kid is more terrifying than Mephisto. Mephisto has to rely on magic to control those believers, and he can make these knights willingly die for him with a few words!'

The mage nodded. Glancing at the figure next to Mo Wen, he said, "Fortunately, he is not our enemy, Miss she—"

Ashila interrupted him angrily. "Don't mention that dead girl, she was eaten and wiped out the first night she was taken away. It's a shame."

Even so, there was a trace of doting and a trace of loss in her eyes.

"Okay. Let's follow along too!"

The hordes of iron wolves also started to act.

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In the forest. A group of flying birds ran away in panic, behind them a thick tornado swept across the tall trees, spinning and cutting, the whirlwind opened a road in the bushes, and a group of knights appeared in the whirlwind. after.

"Well done, Wo Liya!" Mo Wen admired as she watched Wo Liya who was sweating slightly.

Because there are Zakarum's followers everywhere on the road, in order to save energy and reduce losses, it is unknown that they have negotiated. Decided to take a path.

However, because it has not been used for a long time, several places on this trail have been overgrown with trees. So Woliya had to clean it up.

After receiving Mo Wen's compliment, Wo Liya showed a brilliant smile on her face. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the next moment her face changed, she roared in one direction.

"who!"

Mo Wen also drew out his weapon and yelled at it, and behind him there was a neat sound of drawing swords. All the knights drew their swords, Senhan's sword light was particularly dazzling in the sun.

"What a keen feeling, little girl!"

Two figures came out from behind the tree there.

One was more than three meters tall and had tattoos on his face, while the other had a gloomy face and antlers on his head.

It's Bruce and Jacob.

"It turned out to be you!" Mo Wen's expression was loose, "Did you find something?" He put away his weapon and planned to walk towards the two of them.

But a little hand grabbed him, and Wo Liya shook her head, yelling in Jacob's direction like a frenzy.

"What's the matter, Volia?"

Voriya pointed to Jacob, "He, very, bad, depraved, beastly, breath, very, dangerous!"

After listening to Woliya's words, Jacob's face became more and more gloomy, and the green light in his eyes kept flickering, but in the end he said nothing.

Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He has always been a little suspicious. With Jacob's talent, how did he keep up with himself and Bruce, although his strength is the lowest among them. Now it seems that there is still a problem.

At this moment, Gina also quietly approached. She seemed to remember something, and whispered in Mo Wen's ear: "I heard that there is a druid tribe that controls a secret technique. The body should not have any effect on the druids themselves, but after using their secret skills, the druids’ understanding of the transformation art will be greatly enhanced, and they can advance quickly, but at the cost of the druids People’s mind will be gradually eroded, people become more and more like beasts, and due to the internal changes in their bodies, they can’t use elemental magic when they are in human form, and I remember that since forming a team, I have never seen Ya Each cloth casts elemental magic."

Although it was a low voice, several people around had heard her words, Mo Wen gave her a blank look, and Gina was obviously reminding the people around her.

Jacob's breath suddenly became impetuous, and the green light in his eyes continued to expand.

But the next moment he was taken aback.

"Jacob, where's the thing?" Mo Wen stood in front of him and stretched out a hand.

Without a weapon, Mo Wen just stood in front of him with his bare hands.

It seemed that Jacob could break the neck that was close at hand as long as he wanted, and that seemed good.

Shaking his head, Jacob threw the thought out of his mind. He took a deep look at Mo Wen, then took out an eyeball and placed it on Mo Wen's hand.

Bruce on the side also cracked a smile when he saw it, and he put a brain in Mo Wen's hands.

Seeing the two crystalline organs, Mo Wen frowned. It was really disgusting, but he put them away anyway.

"Now there is Klimt's heart left. It is in the sewers of Curester, and it can be regarded as a good way. Now let us go!"

It's a pity that things didn't go as unexplained. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the other side of the path. A dozen people wearing white robes and holding sickles appeared in front of them, all of them looking grim, UU reading. www.uukanshu. There was a bloodthirsty red light in com's eyes.

"Well, that's fine too." Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen turned around and shouted at all the knights of Zakarum.

"All the knights of Zakarum! The time has come to challenge us!"

"I know that there are your relatives, your friends, and your teachers and friends in front of us, but what I want to tell you is that they are just suffering souls trapped in your body. Only with the sword in your hand can you let They are free from this nightmare! Perhaps we will bear the sins that eternal life cannot wash away, but we can use the rest of our lives to atone for the sins, as long as their souls can be rested!"

"For the glory of Zakarum, for the souls who are still suffering, for salvation!"

"-kill!"

Taking the lead, Mo Wen waved the scepter in his hand and rushed out. Behind him was the same roaring knight of Zakarum. (To be continued...)

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