The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen

The room was quiet as if even a needle could be seen falling on the ground, Roddy couldn't help but yelled: "Rand!" Even after yelling several times, there was no response outside.

"Asshole!" Roddy cursed secretly, his heart sank, fearing that Rand was already fierce.

Another invisible strong wind rushed in the darkness. Roddy hurriedly raised his sword in front of him. He only heard the sharp sound of a metal strike. Then Roddy felt a strong hit in his chest. Also fell sideways.

Before he could panic, he immediately got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and looked around.

"Andy! What's the matter!" Roddy called out the skeletons in a hurry.

"Invisibility! A strange kind of invisibility!" Andy's voice hurriedly said loudly, "I can't see it with my perspective! Be careful!"

"Be careful!" Roddy couldn't help cursing. I can't see each other at all, how can I fight this? Thinking about Rand's safety again in his mind, he couldn't help but chanted a few more words, but it seemed like a dead silence outside, without any sound at all. Roddy was secretly surprised. The sound of fighting in the room was not soft just now. He shouted again and again. He should have alarmed the mountain people outside. Why hasn't anyone come over to see?

Is it Wuya who wants to kill herself? Roddy moved in his heart and immediately denied this idea. He was in other people's territory. If Wuya wanted to kill himself, he gave an order that he would never run away. There was no need to use this sneaky method!

I turned these thoughts like lightning in my mind, looked around with vigilance, and since I couldn't see it, I set my ears to listen.

Suddenly another cold wind rushed towards his face. Roddy gritted his teeth to face him. The sword in his hand burst out with a light golden light. Roddy hurriedly picked up his anger, and the whole person charged like a light golden flame. Past. He only heard "Keng!", followed by a metal cracking sound. Roddy succeeded in a move. Before he could move further, suddenly there was a sudden pain in his chest. A burst of force hit him, Roddy bored. He snorted, and stepped back again and again, his chest was tumbling with blood, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood poured up.

Gritting his teeth tightly closed his mouth, not letting the blood squirt out, Roddy knelt on one knee. He knew he couldn't see anyway, so he simply closed his eyes and listened carefully. It all depends on his outstanding training by Carter instructor. The ability to respond.

Suddenly heard a faint sound of breaking through the air from the right, Roddy suddenly opened his eyes. Before the other party sneaked over, he had already slashed with a sword, and there was another "knock" sound. This sword was held by the opponent, and Roddy suddenly He opened his mouth and sprayed the blood out of his mouth, only to hear an exclamation, the blood sprayed in front of him and it solidified in the air, and a strange face shape appeared.

"Huh! I want to run!" Roddy shouted angrily. Now that he could see the opponent, Roddy reacted faster. He held the sword in both hands for several slashes. The opponent was chopped by him and back again and again, only to hear the sound of clanging metal, and the last sound of metal cracking, a short sword. Falling to the ground, it finally showed its shape.

Roddy yelled, the long sword in his hand turned into a golden flame and smashed down. The man in front of him tried his best to block with half of his weapon, only a chuckle was heard, and then half of the weapon in his hand flew out. With a squirt of blood, he staggered back a few steps, and Roddy rushed up to put the sword under his face and said coldly: "Kneel down!"

Suddenly saw Roddy feel a cold in the back of his neck, a slight pain came from the skin of his neck, and a cold hoarse voice sounded from behind: "You kneel down!", his voice was cold and spoke the language of the empire! !

"There are two of them?!" Such a thought flashed in Roddy's mind, the sword in his hand was tightly tied to the other's neck, and he said coldly: "You put down your weapon first! Or I will kill your companion first!"

The cold voice came from behind: "You kill! Since we are here, we are not afraid of death!"

Roddy added some strength secretly in his hand, and the sharp blade cut through the man in front of him. Blood shed from the man’s neck, and the blood was left behind. It gradually imprinted his body, but the man didn’t hum. Snorted.

Roddy felt a pain in the back of his neck, and the other party cut his skin, and then the cold voice said: "If you don't kneel, I will cut your head."

Roddy sighed, slowly released the sword in his hand, and then slowly knelt down on one knee.

Once the person in front of him got sleepy, he immediately picked up Roddy's sword and placed it on Roddy's neck.

Roddy closed his eyes and said coldly: "Who are you guys anyway?"

The voice behind said: "Duke Tulip, let's discuss something with you!"

"Discuss things?" Roddy sneered: "If I didn't hide fast for the first time, I'm afraid your head would have been cut off by you!" After a pause, he asked: "Where is my guard? You killed he?"

"No." The voice said flatly: "We are here to discuss the matter with the Lord Duke. How can we kill you indiscriminately? He is resting next door. We did nothing to him!"

After a pause, he seemed to know that Roddy was puzzled, and added another sentence: "We have added a spell restriction to your room long ago. We have been arguing here, and we can't hear you outside! So you It's no use calling someone!"

Roddy breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "Well, let's say something."

Although the voice behind it was still indifferent, it couldn't hide the excitement in the tone: "Master Duke, I want you to help us get rid of the teeth!"

"Joke!" Roddy cried out: "Get rid of Wuya? Why should I help you? How can I get rid of Wuya?"

The voice behind did not care about Roddy's categorical rejection, and said lightly: "If you can help us, we promise that all mountain tribes will submit to the empire in the future! Never again!"

Roddy's heart moved: "Who are you anyway?"

"Do you agree or not?!" The voice snapped.

Roddy laughed aloud: "Are you kids? Can this kind of thing be settled in just one or two sentences?"

The voice said fiercely: "Man, you can do it, but you can't do it. Where is so much nonsense! If you don't agree, I will cut your head with a single knife!"

Roddy couldn't help but coldly said: "Inexplicable!" There was a sudden movement in his heart, and a thought came to him, boldly tempting: "No wonder you will be wiped out by Wuya!"

"What!" the man behind him screamed, his voice amplified a little hastily, it seemed a bit sharp, no longer so hoarse, Roddy's heart moved, and he felt that the voice was a little familiar.

"What did you say!" The voice sank: "You say it again!"

Roddy was determined, knowing that he had guessed correctly, and deliberately said coldly: "I said you were extremely stupid in doing things, so it's no wonder that the tribe will be destroyed by Wuya!"

Roddy obviously felt the sharp blade on the back of his neck vibrate. He smiled bitterly, "Your hand should be more stable. You two put two weapons on my neck one after the other. When I move, I will be separated."

The man behind him ignored Roddy's words and said coldly: "How do you... know?"

Roddy snorted coldly, and said: "Since I have something to ask for, I must behave! I am the Duke of Tulips of the Empire! Have you ever heard of the Duke of Tulips who are under threat!"

The man behind him was silent for a while, seemed to be thinking, finally sighed, and slowly said: "It's our fault. But you are not allowed to look back, otherwise... Humph!" After speaking, Roddy's neck lightened, the opponent's weapon Having already left, Roddy secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and took a cold look at the person in front of him. The person glared at Roddy and let go of the sword.

Roddy stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said coldly: "Give me the sword!"

The man was taken aback and looked behind Roddy with a questioning gaze. The man behind him coldly said: "Give it to him." The man stopped hesitating and exchanged the sword with Roddy.

"Well, Lord Duke, can we talk about things?"

Roddy thought for a while and said, "Okay, you can talk about it."

A soft sigh came from behind, and then said: "Your Excellency, we belong to the Silver Moon Tribe."

Roddy felt a faint feeling that the name "Silver Moon Tribe" seemed to have been heard before, and then suddenly remembered the way he came. When Wuyu once boasted to himself how powerful their chief was, he mentioned that the chief had ever One person destroyed a tribe with a kind of terrifying power-the name of that tribe seemed to be "Silver Moon".

"Okay, then please tell me what you are here." Roddy's tone was not friendly.

The person behind him slowly said: "Your Excellency, you may not know... Our Silver Moon tribe is actually different from other mountain people..." After a pause, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then he said something to let Luo Di's surprised words: "Our Silvermoon tribe, in fact, is not fundamentally a mountain man."

"what?"

"We are not mountain people." The voice seemed a bit sad: "We Yinyue people are just a group of lonely ghosts who have lost their homes in this mountain for thousands of years..."

"You know something..." Roddy said in a deep voice-strange, I've never heard of Meiyo that there are other ethnic groups in the mountains besides mountain people.

The voice of the person behind said slowly: "Your Excellency, do you know about the ‘mythical war’ that happened a thousand years ago?"

This sentence really surprised Roddy and couldn't help but blurt out: "You are talking about the so-called'God's War'?"

"The battle between gods and demons?" The man sneered, and then slowly said: "This name also fits the style of those despicable and shameless guys. Gods and demons? Humph... Gods and demons..."

There was a buzzing in Roddy's mind, remembering the long sigh between that day and the black yarn saint Mousse. Mousse once missed the "war" that happened a thousand years ago, but then she closed her mouth and said nothing. , As if everything in that battle was a strict taboo, a word must not be revealed.

Roddy's heart thumped and said in a deep voice, "You can be more clarified."

The person behind settled his mind and slowly said: "We Silvermoon are not mountain people. We are just the poor survivors left after the war. It's just that we have been hidden in the mountains for thousands of years. Lai has integrated everything with the mountain people, so we are also regarded as part of the mountain people."

"and then?"

The tone suddenly became very deep: "The ancient legend in our tribe, the war a thousand years ago, almost destroyed everything, countless races perished in the war. On this continent, our nation originally lived , But completely destroyed..."

"Wait!" Roddy said, "What are you talking about? Are you people on the Continent of Light? Then... was destroyed?"

"Yes!" There was an incomparable pride in the man's voice: "A thousand years ago, our race was the master of this continent! We built an unimaginable city! We have an incomparably splendid civilization ! Our cities are built anywhere, rivers, valleys, and even the sky! We own the entire continent! Under the protection of the great almighty true **** "Kara", everything on the continent belongs to our Kara family! And In our language,'kara' means silver moon!"

He became more excited as he spoke, and his voice gradually became louder, and his tone was full of nostalgia and pride.

Roddy became more frightened as he listened.

Kara?

Kara?

Roddy's face has changed.

He knew the name Carla-in fact, almost no one in the entire continent didn't know the name "Carla".

According to legend, Kara is extremely powerful. It was born from the blood of heaven. It can destroy the world, level mountains and fill the sea. The lightning in the sky is its servant, and the flame of **** is its slave!

The name Kara is recorded in all religious books on the mainland. Almost all the religious books on the religion describe the name "Kara" in awe-inspiring tone! Even the most powerful warlock in the religious institute will immediately change color when he hears this name! All churches have frescoes about Carla!

Roddy immediately imagined a fresco that he had seen in a church:

In the painting, under the dense dark clouds, Kara stands between heaven and earth! Its upper body is human, and its lower half is the body of six different monsters. It holds a huge silver sword in one hand, and wields a sledgehammer with flames in the other... As if the world is full of its stern and long howl...

A spear pierced Carla's heart, and green blood filled the earth...

The first sentence of the first volume of the Book of Creation is: The God of Light kills the devil, turns his flesh and blood into dust, imprisons his heart in hell, and is eternally burned by the fire!

In the language of the empire, "kara" does not mean "silver moon"...

But: the devil!

Roddy cried out, "Are you the people of the devil?!"