The lord is red again

Lord Baya stood in front of a huge full-length mirror, two male servants were circling around him, his exquisite robe was already on his body, and his dark brown hair was oiled.

He proposed to Queen Rania, semi-coerced, and luckily, he succeeded!

Rania didn't like him, but marriages between nobles have always been like this, and interests are the most important. He promised to protect Rania and help him regain power in the Kingdom of Rand.

In the next few days, celebrations will be held in the territory, not only in the Troll Castle, but in six villages including the Troll Castle.

The militias in these villages are sentinels, guarding the Troll Castle.

Although he didn't know whether the future that the Whispering Woman said had been changed, no, no, no, it had been changed, and he would marry Her Majesty the Queen!

But soon a raven brought an urgent message.

"A cavalry from the Kingdom of Rand? Heading to Raven?"

The smile on Lord Baya's face disappeared.

His first thought was that Rania's "helper" had come, but he quickly realized that if the other party was loyal to the queen, he would also swear allegiance to him after he married the queen.

"It's a pity that he was just passing by," said Lord Baya with regret.

This wedding will last for several days, including bathing, prayer, blessing, etc. Lord Baya used to hate these red tapes the most. Every time he would hide and yawn quietly, but when he became the protagonist, he suddenly discovered the beauty of these rituals.

If you want to make a piece of meat delicious, you have to wait patiently. Appetizers, etiquette, and ballroom dancing are all key steps to make the meat more delicious.

Nobles, so elegant.

...

"Fuck!" Lind took a bite of meat.

He has a 30% chance of believing that Lord Baya has a relationship with the "rat". The reason is simple. The other party is the powerful force closest to the snake catcher's fortress.

Cuigang, it's impossible. He will be eaten by the big snake Ronan before he gets close to the fortress.

Although that guy has a human head, you can tell from his huge snake body that he is not picky about food. If Cuigang approaches him with his little strength, he will definitely be eaten up.

Moreover, he listened to Doris's analysis and found that as a "noble", he was completely loyal to Her Majesty the Queen and the reason for killing the traitor Baya.

Compared with waiting, taking the initiative to attack is obviously more in line with the style of doing things in this era.

Everything is just speculation, but Lind still decided to come back and contact the Lord Baya.

Not to mention 30%, he would dare to come to the door to cause trouble with a probability of 3%.

Since Her Majesty the Queen is getting married, as a Rand noble, it should be no problem for me to attend a wedding.

The Dark Night Orchard is already in sight, and Lind forced his attention back.

This is a manor located in the valley, with diamond-shaped bricks piled up with half-human-high courtyard walls.

One by one, dead trees are stuck in the ground, and then entangled by vines with black leaves, building a dark area that is completely isolated from the sun.

The soldiers had already stopped to check their weapons and equipment at the first time.

The volcanic bird can't play a role in this battle, but the scavenger is eager to try.

Linde is also checking his equipment. No one wants to die in a trivial matter, so they have to prepare everything and then fight hard.

"I can't wait to experience a big battle!" Pierre said.

His words were recognized by the surrounding Star Dragon Knights. After having more powerful equipment and more powerful strength, they are all eager for a real and pure battle.

The battle in Cuigang, no, it can't be called a battle at all, it makes people feel boring.

If the Dark Night Orchard and Cuigang are listed as subordinate villages of the same Riven City, it may mean that they only need one or two people to solve this place.

But there may be a fierce battle. After all, the enemy that Lord Linde hopes to capture alive must have some real skills.

"Don't use the crossbow," Pym said, "Pierre!"

He used the secret pattern crossbow to kill the poor knight with one arrow before. If he accidentally kills the prisoner that Linde wants to capture this time, someone will definitely suffer.

"I'll aim for their knees, just like that, whoosh--" Pierre gestured.

Kill the enemy, win, just like that.

"Are you sad?" Doris walked to Lind's side and watched him wipe the broken sword with oil again and again.

She could feel the power surging from the broken sword.

"You may not believe it, but most of the people I killed along the way were humans," Lind said, "It's always been humans, and the disasters that died in our hands accounted for a very small number."

This world is obviously occupied by disasters, and people are tortured by disasters in dire straits, but after looking back, you will find that it has always been the human forces on all sides that have been fighting with you.

"Different positions," Doris said.

"Of course I know this," Lind nodded: "It's just that sometimes I feel strange about the world I live in. Maybe we are not so pure. Fortunately, I know that the most important thing right now is to kill the enemy."

The soldiers' chests are burning with heat.

The horn of the raid on the Dark Night Orchard is about to sound.

Before the end of the world, Doris had never seen a scene like this. Dozens of "war gods" who might be praised by bards and show their might in a war formed a golden spear.

They were few in number, but more powerful than thousands of troops.

The disaster horse pawed its hooves, opened its big mouth full of fangs, and saliva dripped from its teeth.

The scavenger also rushed forward with all his strength, tightening the chain that tied him.

Doris watched this scene quietly. She was sure that her grandmother had never seen such a scene. This gave her an absurd feeling, as if she had become the "evil" party.

The powerful side that drives the disaster usually appears as the villain in the story, while the weak side is usually the "protagonist".

When the charge began, the horses' hooves crushed the rocks in the valley, and the undulating slopes could not hinder the horses' progress.

All I could hear was a rumbling sound.

Soon all Doris could see was a glowing golden light, and they illuminated the space shadowed by the black vines like true sun knights.

The air temperature became scorching hot, and the tree vines were curled by the high temperature.

Linde did not act immediately, as if he was preparing to keep his promise to protect Doris, and Doris believed that he was definitely not afraid.

"Are you afraid?" She looked at Lind and asked anyway.

He had already put the broken sword on his shoulder. The broken sword pressed against the shoulder armor, full of oppression.

"Do you want me to tell the truth?" Lind asked.

"I hope you can tell the truth." But she was very worried that Lind would blurt out the word "scared" at this time, because she was not sure what it would be like to hear the lord timid on the battlefield where the charge had already begun. At least she would definitely be very panicked. .

"Won't!"

Linde said: "If you just charge forward, it is not worth fearing at all. There is no enemy in this world that cannot be defeated."

"You mean you'll be defeated too?"

"Haha, I am often defeated," Linde said, "I did not become a lord by virtue of the title of the undefeated God of War."

"What does that rely on?"

"Because I'm not afraid of being defeated."

The chat seemed to have reached a deadlock, and Doris didn't like this chat atmosphere very much.

"Isn't there anything that scares you?" She didn't know why, but the conversation topic suddenly changed from this battle to asking about the things that would scare Linde.

"I kill what scares me."

"What about the ones that can't be killed?"

"Then make them afraid of me."

Linde's figure rushed out, like a falcon or a lion. The disaster horse under his crotch ran very fast, as if it had been ejected directly.

The knights at the front have completely torn apart the walls of the Dark Night Orchard. The airflow disturbed by running brought a storm, and the storm completely tore apart the dark atmosphere of the Dark Night Orchard.

Nothing came out, and the Dark Night Orchard seemed completely unguarded.

The great knight smashed the manor's door and slammed it into the manor's hall.

The raging black flames suddenly burst out, and what followed the bursting out of the black flames was the great knight who had just rushed in. He hit the ground hard and lost his weapon.

The chest armor was torn apart by the black flame blade, and the wound was burning with dark flames.

There was an unsettling smell of fire in the air.

Pierre and Pim rushed in immediately, and the black flames ignited. People were knocked over and pushed out by the black flames. The gate of the manor seemed to have become an insurmountable chasm. Anyone who tried to cross would be overturned by the black flames. .

After approaching the manor hall, Linde jumped off the horse and spread his flame wings behind his back. He could use Shizi's abilities at will, including borrowing the flame wings to glide.

Both feet plunged into the manor hall.

A disgusting smell rushed towards him.

The swirling flames are pitch black.

The moment his body was entangled in flames, Linde's body began to resist crazily.

pain!

The black flames burned the spirit. Fortunately, Lind's spirit and will were strong enough. He had endured severe pain too many times and could withstand the flames flowing in his blood vessels. He could also resist these pains.

Then came the furnace emblem's absorption of flames. The flames could not harm Linde, but the black flames were not only flames, but also curses.

As a result, the krait emblem also flashed on its own initiative. Not only was Linde not harmed, but his body became stronger with the blessing of the curse.

The black flames devoured Lind, leaving him only with a stench and disgust from his soul, as well as some damage to his spirit.

The black flames that obscured his vision quickly disappeared.

Linde looked in front of him, and there were two dark figures.

He remembered that there should be no black people in the Rand Kingdom, or was there a new race similar to green skins born?

There was a stench on their bodies, just like the smell of sewage that had been soaked in summer, and the two of them were mumbling in strange tones.

If this is the Black Fire Brothers, Linde can be sure that he has found the right person. Their aura is not very strong, and they are just high-ranking knights.

And the only means of attack he relies on is Black Flame.

Brother Blackfire raised his hand again.

Flames erupt.

"Clowry's Explosive Flame"

Linde was extremely familiar with it. It was this black explosive fire that blasted away the great knights just now.

But Lind was fearless. He didn't care about the black flame's curse. He didn't even bother to avoid it and strode forward.

The Blackfire Brothers obviously did not expect this. Their offensive methods were completely useless after encountering Linde. What was even more pitiful was that they had no idea who was attacking the Dark Night Orchard.

The Black Fire brothers looked at each other, and they suddenly turned into two black flames and dispersed.

All Linde could do was chase one of them, and leave the other to his soldiers, who would surely catch it.

He chased Black Flame upstairs, and the situation on the second floor made him frown.

Corpses, lots of corpses.

The Black Flame brothers were studying something, and they needed a lot of corpses.

Lind glanced and noticed that a corpse next to him had become a special petri dish. There were insects coming out of the corpse's eye sockets, and it seemed that it was dissatisfied with Lind's arrival. The corpse was staggering and trying to stand up.

"Black Flame's Unholy Holy Grail" Lind looked at this scene with disgust and had already guessed.

The corpse had not been dead for too long. A hole was dug in its chest, which was filled with soil, and a plant seedling had already broken out of the soil.

When the corpse sat up, the black seedling was also struggling.

The muscles that had completely lost their vitality were barely hanging on the bones. As the broken corpse moved, the soil and muscles shook and fell down in large chunks.

However, before the strange petri dish corpse attacked Lind, Lind had already stepped in front of it and pressed the corpse's shoulder with his left hand.

His big hand was like a golden iron clamp, firmly controlling the corpse and making it unable to move. His other hand grabbed the corpse's head and pulled it hard, as if pulling out a weed.

The spine did not hold back the head at all, and the rotten flesh and blood appeared in front of Lind.

Lind decided to overturn his previous cognition. Maybe the corpse was not cut open and the soil was stuffed in the chest, but stuffed from the mouth to the stomach.

As the head was removed, there was rotten soil in the neck and esophagus.

The esophagus had a very abnormal expansion, which was caused by some external force forcibly stuffing something into it, and it was unable to swallow the things in the throat until death.

A large number of worms were surging in the soil.

The Black Fire Brothers obviously got something else in the diary or the unholy holy grail of Black Flame.

The headless corpse suddenly raised its arms and tried to grab Lind with its arms that kept shaking and chasing the muscle strips without stickiness.

The flames broke out and instantly blasted the corpse.

The high-temperature flames could not burn the wet soil in an instant. The corpses were splashed with rotten fluid and mud. He could not catch the black flame. The power in the other party's hands was as slippery as a loach.

Not only upstairs, but also outside, there were sounds of fighting and exclamations.

Lind rushed to the window and looked down from the second floor.

Those black vines had been crushed, but rotten corpses were surging out of the ground, their eyes flashing with strange light, and the number was almost endless.

"Are these the fruits grown in the orchard?" Pierre shot two arrows, and then helplessly found that the penetration damage caused by the arrows was not satisfactory. The rotten corpses had no fatal weaknesses.

Cutting off the heads was useless. They could only choose to cut off the heads of the rotten corpses, and then remove their limbs, or burn them with fire.

The knights encountered this unexpected siege. The enemy's strength was not very strong, but the endless siege made them feel tricky.

The rotten pulp seemed to have some kind of almost magical restraint effect in extinguishing fire.

They could deal with five or even six rotten corpses at the same time, but the number of rotten corpses was increasing.

The dark night orchard planted a lot of "fruits".

The exploding flames, and the limbs smashed by fierce blows, the rotten corpses were torn apart by the attack, and parts of their bodies were flying in the sky, but they were not afraid. Attacking the living seemed to be their instinct.

The strange fingers with little power occasionally broke through the defense and grabbed the chest armor of the knights, but it was difficult to cause too much damage, leaving only a creaking and harsh scratching sound.

But if the stalemate continued, the situation would get worse and worse.

Soon, a bad situation happened.

"Cough cough!"

A knight suddenly started coughing, and he sprayed mud and some maggots.

The horrible scene made everyone present shudder.

It was like some kind of extremely horrible infection, and the reason for the infection was just because the knight was accidentally scratched.

"Ah!" The knight screamed.

Maggots squeezed out of the gaps in the Land infantryman's helmet visor. The fat and squirming worms made people hold their breath subconsciously.

The soldier next to him immediately helped to take off his helmet, and saw a terrifying scene. Everyone saw that scene.

Maggots kept coming out of the soldier's nostrils, eyes, ears, and mouth.

"Don't get hurt!" Pym shouted.

"Defend, don't get hurt!"

You must not get hurt, otherwise you will become that kind of thing!

The raging flames burned and swept the corpses that came one after another. As the side with stronger combat effectiveness, when the soldiers really got serious, the situation was easily reversed.

They just misjudged the enemy's attack mode and mistakenly thought that this was the same as the undead siege in the past.

In the dark night orchard, the stench spread with the fallen corpses.

The number of enemies is still endless, but they have controlled the situation.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the distance, and a huge flame erupted on the upper floor. Pierre was sure that it was Lind. The flames that shattered the windows were far more terrifying than the previous black flames. The fire was so fierce that it almost directly enveloped the entire manor building.

…

Lind found the escaped black flame again.

The other party also broke away from the black flame state, stood there and looked at Lind quietly, and a smile squeezed out of his dark face, as if he was very happy that Lind had fallen into the trap.

The decayed and rotten corpse rushed over. This was a huge rotten corpse about two meters and five meters tall. The owner of this body should have been very strong when he was alive, or simply a new species of subhuman.

Every step of running would trample a big pit on the ground.

"If we compete to see who can make a bigger pit to judge the strength, will there be a way in the future?"

In his eyes, the fat and rotten corpse that could not control the power on his body was just a puppet that could move.

The most basic thing for a strong person is to learn to control his own power, otherwise, an epic strong person like Leon would wade out a small canyon after walking?

The broken sword roared, and as Linde quickly chopped, an orange-yellow arc was drawn in the air to cover the giant corpse, and then a hot burning line appeared at the waist of the corpse.

His upper body continued to pounce forward in inertia, but his legs lost control and fell to the ground.

Cut in half!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror.

He compressed the high temperature and exploded at that moment. The flame did not burn, but the thermal cutting effect was good.

The Black Fire brothers were not surprised that Lind could deal with a giant corpse, but then there were continuous loud bangs, and dozens of giant corpses rushed out from behind.

Lind immediately turned the broken sword, poured power into it crazily, and then grabbed the hilt with his backhand and stabbed it into the floor.

With him as the center, the "Clory's Explosion" compressed to the extreme broke out.

The fire wave engulfed the entire floor.

…

After sufficient preparation, the danger of killing corpses has been reduced to the lowest. The knights killed mechanically, and they must crush the enemy's corpses.

Even if only half of them were left, it might give the opponent a chance to continue to resist.

The corpses piled up more and more, and the nose had adapted to the stench, until one corpse fell crooked, and then the corpses all lost control and fell down.

The knights did not dare to relax at all, and no one could guarantee whether there would be more trouble next.

But when that familiar voice came from the burning manor, everyone almost couldn't help but cheer.

The body that had been drained of strength seemed to be fully restored at this moment, and the spirit was more full than ever before.

"Clean up the battlefield, burn the bodies, burn all the bodies!" That was the voice of the lord: "And, we won."