Hail the King

Chapter 496, terrible little boy

During the time, I saw the little boy who was squatting on the sand dunes and turned over and looked at it. It seemed that only the eyelids were not white, and the water was black, like the most beautiful black gem in the world. I was stared at by this look. The first and the first of them, Shevchenko and Ribéry, felt that they couldn’t help themselves when they were physically weak. They couldn’t move, and they couldn’t help but scream out. It was like being laughed at. The **** of death is staring at the general, cold on the neck, and the skin hurts like a steel needle, and even breathing becomes difficult.

So terrible little boy.

One look, it is incredible to suppress the elite warriors who have returned to more than two hundred **** battles.

The pace of death seems to be approaching step by step.

The cold wind whistling.

"Arthur, you are naughty again, don't scare these uncles, just the uncle said, it's for you." In the mad atmosphere, the middle-aged magician who has been lying down and drinking I finally spoke.

His tone gives a feeling of slap, but it makes a difference.

Sure enough, the little boy took back his own line of sight, his face showed a lovely smile, and continued to use his little hand and small fist to give the middle-aged magician a slap in the back, to see that his technique is extremely skilled, obviously already long ago. I did the same thing countless times.

"call……"

Ribéry and Shevchenko gasp in a big mouth, and there is a feeling of restoring the rest of their lives.

They have already guessed that these two men are masters, but they did not expect a little boy to be as horrible as it is. More than two hundred fighters behind them who have faced the murderous Ajax enemy several times have never had the fear of being afraid. At this time, the eyes are also full of fear. This little boy named Arthur is like a dreadlord. It can easily hold the heart of anyone, watching him laugh at this time, but in the eyes of the soldiers. But there is no such warm feeling before, like watching the smile of the devil.

"Forget it, Arthur, you scared everyone, we still have to change places to wait for the moon to rise to the sky, and enjoy the scenery."

The accidental scene disturbed the mood. The man in the middle-aged magician seemed to be a little bit stunned. He put away the large wine bottle and shook his head and waved his hand. Everyone only felt the faint black flame flashing in front of him. The strange and inexplicable combination of two people disappeared on the sand dunes, without a trace, leaving no traces, not knowing where to go.

The group of people under the dunes opened their mouths and felt like they had a dream.

"Fast, move on, the sun has set, and Lord Alexander is waiting to meet us, be vigilant, ready to enter the city." Shepchenko shakes his head, suppresses the fear in his heart, stabilizes his mind, and orders the soldiers to continue on their way.

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at the same time.

About five or six miles away, one of the Gobi deserts fell on the ruins of the temple that had not been known for many years. There were about a dozen people dressed in holy sects.

For the first person, the white hair was full of wrinkles, and there were a pair of smoky eyes in the deep eye sockets. The face was covered with ugly age spots, wearing black high-top jerseys with red edges and a pale, long hair comb. It’s neat and tidy, with a five-pointed crown and a golden cross-shaped cane with a two-meter-high egg.

The old man walked on the road and trembled. It seemed that he would fall in two or three steps, but it was obviously the center of the pedestrian. Sixteen knights wearing white silver chapel knights and white red cross blouses carefully took this. The old man is in the middle.

Each of these knights has a strong breath, and it is the kind of oppression that can only occur after the sacred spirit reaches a very high level.

In addition to the mighty knights in the silver jerseys, there are more than a dozen goddess dressed in robes, one by one, with a breath of sacred magic, blocking the yellow sand that blows with the wind. Ten meters away, obviously there is a strong strength.

The strength of this pedestrian has been very terrible. If you talk about combat effectiveness, you can swept between thousands of horses and horses.

"The smell of the demon suddenly disappeared..." A young priest suddenly frowned, turned to look at the partner behind him and said, "I can't sense the breath of the Necromancer Hasselbaink. He seems to suddenly disappear into the world."

"This awkward guy, taking us in this desolate desert, waiting for him, I must tie him to the stake and burn it to ashes." A middle-aged man cursed.

"This time I must catch him. I don't believe that we have a whole ruling squad, and we can't kill this evil devil."

"Be sure to let the food suffer and suffer."

I was immersed in the wild and deserted desert for four or five days. The gods who enjoyed the luxury and high spirits on weekdays have suffered such a hard time. Although they are all powerful, the desert sands and the extremes of the day and night. The coldness has also made this group of distinguished guests miserable. Everyone has a lot of grievances in their hearts. When they say it, they are indignant. They want to take the undead sorcerer Hasselbainke to take it and eat it.

"Oh... cough..." Hearing the complaints of the knights, the old man holding the golden cross cane coughed a few times, and his weakness was like a gust of wind blowing him, he was going to swallow, but it was these coughs. However, the gods who complained around were brushing their mouths and looked at the old man with respect and respect, waiting for his speech.

The old man pulled out a white handkerchief embroidered with red edges in his arms and wiped his mouth slowly. This made him weak and said: "God said... Under the light of God, all evil is nowhere to be, we are The servant of God, walking on the mainland is to spread the glory of God. We must let those who are evil repent and accept the sanctions. We should not promote violence and hatred..."

"Yes, yes, deacon, you are right, we misunderstood God's instructions." The gods have bowed their heads and expressed regret for their words and deeds.

The old man nodded, his left hand trembled and swayed, a grip in the void, the silver flame flashed, a white crystal snow crystal appeared in his hand, and the weak feeling of the body suddenly emerged. The thrilling and powerful atmosphere, the whole person instantly became sturdy, the silver-white halo flickered, and the crystal ball was layered on top of each other, and then a clear picture appeared on it. The faces of the two figures are clearly identifiable, and it is the mysterious middle-aged magician and the little boy named Arthur that Ribéry and Shevchenko met in the near future.

"They are still in the desert. Well, look at this terrain and the wind. It is less than six kilometers from the Zenit Double Flag City. The evil Magister and his dragon are there. They can't escape the punishment of God. Before entering the night today, we entered the Double Flag City to have a good rest. In less than three days, the door of the demon will be opened, and countless masters will gather. The Holy See will send another master to come here, believe this evil. The Necromancer Hassel Baink also came for this, he will not escape, we also enter the city of the gods, waiting for the opportunity to kill this."

The white-haired old man carefully observed the picture in the crystal ball and quickly reached a conclusion and made a decision.

"Yes, deacon."

The one-person only white-haired old man is the leader of the horse, and the news has turned over the horse. The silver-clad knight also helped the old man to take a wind-suspended wagon, breaking the wind of the desert, looking for the direction, the horse-drawn whip, toward the double The direction of the flag city is galloping away.

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Shuangqicheng Xichengmen Enemy Hall.

The hall is brightly lit, and the voice is full of people.

About half an hour later, the "Spider Legion" captain Shevchenko and the two-flag garrison chief Ribery, two generals, went into the enemy territory alone, and the success of the surprise attack, the return of the triumph, the first commander of the theater Alexandria personally went out to meet the city, and in the main hall of the enemy building, the grand warriors returned.

The pressure hand signaled everyone to pause, and Sun Fei smiled and picked up the wine cellar in his hand. He stood up and said loudly: "You, Andre and Frank, both generals, went deep into the Ajax Empire and burned Ajax people in one fell swoop. Hundreds of horses and munitions have greatly reduced the morale of the Ajax people. This is an exciting work. The king will report to the emperor and the royal family, and will be invited by the warriors. I promise that the three hundred warriors will kill the enemy. The heroic deeds will always be in the history of the Zenit Empire."

In the hall, there was a loud applause, and people’s faces were flushed and cheered.

Sun Fei paused and continued: "This first glass of wine is going to be the 64 warriors who died in this strange attack on the enemy's grain road. They used their own lives to fulfill the emperor's people. Glory, defending hundreds of thousands of people in the Double Flag City, these **** men are the model of all the emperors, but their souls are not far away, but the body can not return to their hometown, let us use this glass of wine to fight The dead warriors pay tribute."

All the sergeants who participated in the surprise attack were invited to the hall, and they heard the commander praised the death of the robe, and they all looked up and burst into tears.

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