Hero’s Creed

Although the leader did not say anything, the subordinates knew that he had shrunk, and the obvious slowdown was the most direct evidence.

"Seventeen elemental dragons, I am afraid that the impact of the scepter level is just this number?"

The subordinates' eyes fell on the regiment head, striking the scepter, which was not seen by the idlers, but they often mixed up in the tavern. After hearing the bard's saying, being able to make fifteen, it means that the future is boundless.

"Go, no matter who you are, in the adventure world, you must speak a rational word!"

The commander knew that once he stopped, the hearts of the people would dissipate, so he had to go to the other party and ask for an explanation. Now the only thing he can expect is the other party’s injury to the stage, so there is reason to delay.

"Should it be seriously injured?"

The dark clouds looking at the sky formed a funnel shape, the lightning continued, and the head was a little relieved.

"Hey, your leader, call him out."

Seeing that the commander dare and the other party's hard top, and the other members of the adventure group also looked over, these subordinates felt great face, as soon as they entered the camp, they immediately roared.

There was no clamor, only the sound of the iron hoof trampled the ground. During the rumbling, the Iron Ridge Dragon held the blackhand heavy cavalry surge like a tsunami.

Seeing the cavalrymen holding the short-handed flying axe in their hands, the adventurers closed their mouths in a funny way.

"Who are you? What do you want us to do?"

Blackhand asked.

"What are you doing? Of course it's because you killed me!"

A bunch of people are mad. This is so unpredictable, right? Feelings regard the person they just killed as a salted fish, and they never remember it.

"Oh, disturb the master to advance. Naturally **** it."

Blackhand doesn't feel anything wrong at all.

"Are you robbers? So unreasonable?" The leader's face flushed, "Call your leader?"

"What do you count? Say you can see it when you see the owner?"

Blackhand glanced at the head in front of him, his face was disdainful.

"court death!"

The commander roared, and seven soul dragon shields popped out and revolved around his body. He was showing his strength, in most cases. The seventh order of Tu Long completely withstands the scene, after all, it takes a step forward. It is the scepter. No one wants to offend a half-step scepter. But today is different. He is destined to step on the iron plate.

Blackhand snorted. Pulling out the battle axe inserted in the saddle, the other dwarves did not plan to help, holding their arms to watch the play. In their view, the little patriarch had no problem cleaning up a human fish.

"No, this script is not right, shouldn't the head of the group be called out to talk to me?" Looking at the other party's sudden ascension, the head of the leader's face changed a bit. Fortunately, he mixed with the adventure world for several years. The most important thing is wit, "You are not qualified to talk to me, call your leader."

"Did you understand my words? Get out. Or die!"

The black hand growled and the momentum was astonishing, which surprised a group of adventurers and pulled out their weapons.

The dwarves also held the warhammer, ready to charge.

"what happened?"

A full voice sounded, and the head turned to see the crowd separate. A young excessive youth came out.

"Downton? You were not injured?"

During the few days of following the regiment, the head of the regiment also had a glimpse of Downton. So he was recognized, but the other party's clothes were intact, without any injuries, and he was stunned.

"Why? You want to see me look embarrassed?"

Downton frowned, sweeping over these people.

"No, it's not!"

The leader quickly explained, but after he finished, he found that he was too weak and wanted to make up, but looked at the strong man behind Downton and swallowed back the words below.

"Don't sleep at night, what do you want me to do?"

Downton flicked the dust on his body.

Su Ya cleverly leaned into Downton's ear and briefly introduced what happened just now.

"Oh, it's dead." Downton was unsure, looking at the troublemaker, "What do you want?"

"You have to be fair to us? Do my people die in vain?"

Being watched by so many eyes, the commander can only gritt his teeth, otherwise there will be absolutely no way to mix up in the adventure world.

"What is fair? My men are devoted to their duties, and there is nothing to blame."

Downton shrugged his shoulders.

"What do you mean? Make it clear that you want to protect the short?"

The face of the team battle changed, and the other party's attitude made him feel bad.

"Short guard? I want to ask you why I was clamoring when I was in charge? Why did no one die when you died?"

Downton asked.

"It's not noise, it's discussion."

The head argued.

"Shut up, before I get angry, hurry up."

Downton didn't want to spend much time talking about it. It's rare that the black hand is so loyal. It's not just killing someone. For him who is already used to life and death, there is no psychological pressure at all.

"Do you look down on me? I'm also a seventh-order Dragon Slayer..."

The leader also wanted to say that a flying axe was spinning, rubbing his cheek into the mud behind him, leaving only the trembling of the axe handle.

"The master has even killed the scepter. What is the name of a dragon slayer? If you are not convinced, you will fight me!"

Blackhand growled.

"What? Killing the scepter? Absolutely impossible."

"This cowhide blows really loud."

"Huh, not necessarily. Looking at the situation of the order just now, this is definitely a genius level."

Unrelated adventurers whispered and cast more curiosity on Downton.

"Master, you go to rest, let me pick up this fish!"

The black hand proposes.

"You are a miscellaneous fish, well, since your head is in charge, I will educate him for him!"

The leader took the opportunity to step down. He asked himself that he might not be able to beat Downton, but it might be okay to clean up the black hand. In a word, he should get his face back.

"it is good!"

Downton would have refused. But looking at the fighting posture of the black hand eager to try, I finally understood it. This is the subordinate who wants to prove his worth.

Speaking. Although this group of people is violent and arrogant, they still retain the simple character of the tribe’s indigenous people. Downton has delicious and delicious food for them during this time, which makes them feel embarrassed. The indigenous people’s mind is very simple, how much effort , How much to eat. This is why they work so hard.

"Come on!" Blackhand jumped off the mount and ripped off his heavy armor. "Laozi is naked and saves others from saying I bullied you."

"Why not?"

The leader's lungs were almost exploded, but Lao Tzu was the strong man of the seventh-order, half-step scepter of the dragon. Do you need it? So he said nothing. Carry the knife.

"After the fight, remember to drag the body away to cover up the blood. I don't want to be smoked all night."

Downton was too lazy to see the results and turned away.

This move made the regiment feel underestimated, face badly, and attacked harder, but more people saw different meanings. That is, Downton believes in the strength of the black hand.

In fact, this is also true. Downton had just got into the tent and hadn't had time to wash it. A loud cry broke out.

Less than three minutes later, the troublesome leader was smashed by the black hand with a hammer, and the whole person was left on the ground, wailing in pain.

"Bah, dare to trouble our head with this skill?"

Blackhand spit at the ground. Dismissively walked away, too lazy to mend the knife. How many dozens of such fish.

"I said the black hand, next time I will directly die, don't leave this kind of trouble to the master."

Su Ya said this and shot the head of the Howling Leader with a single shot.

"Oh, the master dare to provoke even the Black Flame Church and the Red Dragon King. What are you afraid of?"

The black hand is sloppy and domineering.

There was silence in the audience, watching Downton's men disperse. They have not moved for a long time. They communicated with their eyes, but everyone dared to speak loudly.

There are also some adventurers who choked on the dwarves who were patrolled just now, fortunately at this time, fortunately they did not talk back, otherwise they are the ones who are dying now.

The closer you are to the city of Morzobre, the more people are crowded, you are all going to the adventure group and caravan of this main city. This rare opportunity is really unreasonable without making a profit.

"In this world, there is no shortage of brave guys!"

Looking at the caravans that were dragged by the herbivore dragons, Batty sighed with emotion and killed him, he would not take this risk. One accident, his life was lost.

"Brothers are brave and starving, so you are destined to be a poor ghost all your life." Su Ya ridiculed.

"You're poor!"

Batty did not want to be outdone. Speaking of this, the tauren was not honest at all. All kinds of swearing came out, and he had never suffered a loss on his mouth.

Downton was already annoyed by the Green Devils, so he got into a carriage, and from time to time could take a nap. Sissi stayed inside and helped him cut the fruit.

In the distance, on the official road, a cloud of smoke swelled, and at the same time a loud noise came.

A team of cavalry rushed into the air, and the adventure group that was originally squeezed on the official road saw this scene. In order not to be hit, he quickly gave way, and then he broke the curse and was stopped by his quick-sighted companion.

"Look to death, it is the Red Dragon Legion!"

This kind of warning sounded one after another. When the adventurers looked at the cavalry regiment again, there was already a lot of fear on their faces.

Underground, everyone knows to provoke the dwarf, and it may be fine to send gold coins, but if you provoke the Red Dragon Legion, you just have to kill it.

"Downton~www.readwn.com~ I have been with you for a long time, come out!"

Five hundred fallen Dwarf cavalry stopped on the official road, blocking Downton's path, a spirit sucker came out without opening his mouth, but the clamor clearly passed into everyone's ears.

This is a spiritual voice, and it also implicitly shows the powerful strength of this wicked monster.

"What? Get away, or die!"

The blackhand cavalry guarding the sides of the carriage immediately stepped forward to confront the enemy. For these fallen dwarves who followed Smaug, they wished to be slaughtered immediately.

"It's you?"

Su Ya recognized this spirit-absorbent monster, and it was the one who had singled out a few wins in the Fortress of Forge.

"Afraid? Then dare to let go, Downton. Today I want him to be my slave. For this reason, I have sought him for a long time."

The spirit sucker stared at the carriage, and could not wait to pierce the carriage. (To be continued)