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This is a deserted castle. The former owner was like the iron fence that rusted as if the bad wood would peel off.

No one remembers the past scenery here, just like the barren weeds in front of the castle, everything is covered and buried by the dust of time.

In just a few years, it has been possible to bury the glorious family of thousands of years of glory, but it is also possible to give birth to ten or even one hundred knights who have received the sacred seal.

Although the mercenaries came from all directions, the purpose of gathering here is different, but for the time being, they are all gathered under the banner of the gods to execute the deities of the gods.

They have a great record, not only caused the white wolf tribe of the Caucasians to burn their heads, but they always retreated, so far they have not missed.

Because they have a wise and powerful leader-Jess.

If he has the help of God, he can always take the enemy first.

He is invincible and can always sweep the battlefield.

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Although the cooperation has not been long, everyone understands that Jess has a bright future. In the future ... no, he will soon be rewarded by the gods and become a holy knight.

This is more honorable than the knights enshrined in the secular kingdom, wherever you go you will be treated with superhuman first-class courtesy, especially when such gods come and miracles become more frequent.

Everyone knows what the leader of Jess is going to do next-he wants to lay a city down as his mercenary regiment.

He will succeed!

Some members of the small and medium mercenary groups began to wonder whether they would be integrated into Jess's mercenary group as a whole.

Ning Weijiu is not the queen of the queen. That is the past. In this troubled world, strength comes first, face is all secondary, and the thickest thigh is the one who can live the longest.

Although there are many thick thighs in this world, the one around him looks like Jess this one.

It was only very soon that they changed their minds.

Because the savages have arrived and are overwhelming.

"Leader of the report, surrounded by Caucasians, all directions and all roads have been completely sealed off, and the Caucasians are absolutely out of the question."

"Leader, our whereabouts have always been secret, and there are whistle scouts scattered hundreds of miles away. The enemy must never touch us silently, it must be a traitor out of us."

Hearing the reports from his men, Jess's three-folded eyelids bounced a little, and the thick throat knot rolled up and down twice, still feeling dry.

Picking up the leather bag on the table irritably, he gurgles and sips two drinks, the hot wine strength rises from the lower abdomen, and rushes to the face instantly, and the eyes are suddenly red and scary.

I do not know if it is wine, or blood.

Everyone can feel the horror and fear emanating from Jess. When this breath spread to them, it was suddenly magnified ten times, and Rao was no matter how brave he was, and at this time, he could not help fighting.

After all, if the White Wolf Tribe comes out of the nest, it can pull up 5 million young dog cavalry, plus the elderly, women, children and children, it can reach 10 million.

And the mercenary regiment, dozens of teams put together, less than 10,000.

What's more, there is a barbarian air force in the sky.

But at this time, the red on Jace's face was replaced by blue and white light, and Jess fluttered and wobbled up without wind.

The blue-and-white light emanates from the soles of the feet like mercury, flowing in all directions, and drawing strange patterns along invisible trajectories.

Magic circle!

But Jess's close friends knew that this was not an unusual magic formation. The magicians in the mercenary group copied the map, but they could not understand a symbol.

No, there is no symbol at all in the magic array. The entire array is drawn in one stroke without any pauses or interruptions.

However, the complicated lines and the fine silk threads caused headaches and dazzling.

Hum!

The light of the magic circle rises up, like a beam of light, enveloping Jess, and the layers of light are as substantial as a layer of blue and white lightning power on Jess.

Each layer has ten times more complex lines than the magic array, but the thickness of each layer is not even one tenth of the thickness of the cicada wings.

Within a few breaths, Jess was plated with thousands of layers of electric light.

Just like body painting, special patterns are drawn on Jess's body, and then layer after layer, the amount changes to produce qualitative changes.

As the light dimmed, Jess appeared with a strangely shaped and strangely shaped armor.

It looks like the body armor worn by the knights, but they are different. As for the difference, it can't be said.

But when he saw the armor on the commander's body and the sledgehammer in his hand, everyone forgot the fear, the anxiety, and became aggressive, even fanatic, in an instant.

As if there is nothing to fear in the world.

They believed that even if there were millions of enemies, the head of the regiment could still lead them to kill a **** road.

Jess snapped his helmet lightly, and a blue light flashed out to form a face armor, protecting the last exposed skin on his body.

However, Jess's voice came out clearly.

"Call people and prepare for battle!"

"Tell the mercenary regiments not to be lucky, today, there is nothing but death fighting!"

Having said this, Jess laid the sledgehammer on the ground and began to pray on one knee.

This is a habit he has developed for decades, but only last month, this habit has changed.

The posture is still the same ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ except that the object of prayer has changed from the **** of light to the **** of thunder.

He will never forget that day when a thunder blasted from the sky and hit dozens of meters in front of him, blasting the ground out of a huge pit.

The blue and white electric light is like a spider web, covering every corner of the pit. Countless or thick or small electric light is ringing like a stream of water, turbulent and flowing.

Jace was just curious to take a few steps forward, and as a result a python tangled around him, and then there was no more.

When he woke up, it was days later.

He didn't know what had happened these days, but only knew that when he woke up, he had a delicate hammer in his hand.

With this hammer, he broke through the limits and created miracles again and again, from an unknown little mercenary, to a leader of a mercenary regiment with a hundred elite soldiers.

However, it is precisely because of this small hammer that he fell into today's despair.

Jace is not stupid.

When he led the mercenary group to attack the White Wolf tribe, they killed all insignificant servants.

These people are cannon fodder at all. No matter how many deaths, they will not hurt their bones and bones, nor will they invite **** revenge from the Caucasians.

However, the Caucasus came, set off, and brought the barbarians.

Jace doesn't think he has this kind of face and can enjoy this kind of emperor-like treatment.

Therefore, it can only be the **** behind him.

But Jess has no regrets.

He knows what it takes to be the bearer of God's will.

In order for a gold coin to fight with his life, he didn't feel how precious his life was. For all the previous enjoyments, a hundred lives were enough.

Today, it's just a dead fight.

No loss!

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