Wizard From Afar

"Help, help! Help me, help me Ahhh——!"

"What is that, oh... the army, why are the army I withdrew out, did they all run away, regardless of us?!"

"Ah, ah they climbed up, climbed up ahhhh——!"

"Run Ah, run, don’t run again...Ahhhh——!"

"Get out of the way, don’t get in the way! ahhhh…I was bitten, save me, you bastard, why don’t you save me—— !"...

In the tunnel under the Palace of Kings, the corroding demons like a flood forcefully "washed down" the rubble and gravel that blocked the tunnel, killing, biting, and slaughtering wildly. They once belonged to the same race, compatriots.

Never let go of even a living person, not even a piece of meat, a bone, or a drop of blood.

The mournful scream sound mixed with the roar of commotion, abruptly stopped amid the violent impact and the messy and numerous walking sounds.

The dwarven garrison guarding the periphery formed a shield wall in a hurry, and their pale faces aimed the shaking battle halberd at the bottom of the tunnel - they wanted to rush in, but it was too late.

The crowded tunnel is already crowded with more than half of Peak’s women, children, old and weak, and there is no extra space for a formed army; and the chaotic, frightened, fleeing crowd is also impossible to give Time for them to stabilize order and withdraw from the tunnel.

The only thing they can do is to watch those people in the tunnels be miserably killed in various poses and ways.

Then it is their turn.

In the palace of the kings, there is already a dead silence.

The dwarf Igor stared at the direction of the tunnel exit, listening to the screams and vibrations that echoed between the pillars and the walls in his ears, wishing to crush his teeth.

He is the one who caused all these tragedies.

If you don’t evacuate all the old and weak women and children into the tunnel, withdraw into the tunnel area that he thinks is “absolutely safe”; he can now calmly clear the monsters influx from the tunnel, or simply put the tunnel again It collapsed once and buried all the monsters alive in the mountains.

But now... Yun Peak is not a big city, but the population is very dense. The old, weak, women and children occupy one-half of it; in other words, it won’t take long for this city One half of the population will become flesh and blood, or monsters like those who killed them!

How cruel, how vicious--! ! ! !

"Have you heard, Your Majesty the Supreme King?" Carl Colin, who was restrained by the chain, slowly got up and looked at Igor coldly:

"If this is The purpose of the Duke of Byrne, then we have done it-those monsters have destroyed half of the Cloud Peak, and it will not take long before they will destroy the other half."

"And, still With the rebels outside who are thinking about how to kill you..."

Bang——!

Turning around abruptly, Igor, the dwarf with red eyes, grabbed the chain on Fiend Hunter’s chest; the recruits on the side shook suddenly and saw that the dwarf guard in the hall had raised the battle halberd. Aimed at himself.

"What to do!" Igor gritted his teeth, his forehead was exposed, and trembling angrily roared: "Is there any way to drive back the dregs from this hell?!"

"Say--!"

"What should I do?" Karl Colin shook his head: "It's too late now-if you didn't withdraw the guards of the Palace of Kings, maybe There is still time, but now with this strength, I can barely hold them."

"The only way is to withdraw from the Palace of Kings as soon as possible, and then mobilize the troops to deploy on the periphery."

"Coward——!!!"

The uniform roar of the dwarf guards sounded in the palace, and Karl Colin was just expressionless, looking at the dwarf Igor coldly.

"You want me to hand over the palace of the group of kings, the palace of the Yunling Kingdom-my palace, to a group of monsters?!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me to speak bluntly ......" Hunting Fiend opened the mouth and said: "Looking at the'performance' of these monsters on Silverhelm Mountain, in a long time... there will be no palace of kings!"

Landing, the angry Igor squeezed the chains tightly, and his exposed right arm couldn't wait to cut Fiend's arm and shoulder directly.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to kill this deceitful Byrne spy, and then lead the army to clean up the monsters in the tunnel!" The dwarf guard Captain with a serious face stepped forward and stared at him. Carl Colin and the recruits next to him:

"I pledged my family honor and life to stand firm in the Palace of the Kings!"

After that, the dwarf guards behind him all at the same time. Zhen, glaring at the two Fiend hunters.

The dwarf Igor frowned, looked at Karl Colin's face that doesn't change, and looked at the tunnel entrance where the screams and rumbling sound were endless.

"...Untie them."

The recruits exhaled heavily, as if they were reborn.

"Your Majesty?!" Dwarf Guard Captain's expression was very puzzled.

"I said...Unbind the two of them, and then return them the weapon and the mess." The dwarf Igor's gaze turned to Guard Captain, his expression ugly:

"Immediately take people to blow up all the palaces of Kings and all tunnel exits in Cloud Peak, mobilize all the mobile Legion that has not yet engaged the enemy and the recruited reserve army, and build a line of defense around the palace of Kings-kill all. Before all the traitors, block them for me."

"We have lost half of the Cloud Peak, and we cannot lose the other half!"

Dwarf Guard Captain heart startled, The meaning in Igor's words is very clear, he has given up all the survivors in the tunnel...but he still hangs his head resolutely:

"As you bid!"

" As for the two..." Igor turned his gaze to Karl Colin and the recruits: "For the sake of Duke Loren, I can leave the two of you-do whatever you want, and go wherever you want. Yun Peak will not interfere with you."

"Dare to stay in the city, my army will not leave a way out to you."

"But if you are really like what you said That way, in order to fight the real murderer behind all this..." Igor took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with very complicated emotions:

"The people of the Yunling Kingdom do not believe in words, only Believe in what we do."

"We are the hunter of Lord Loren, Fiend, we don’t need your trust!" The recruit stood up abruptly, and threw his neck excitedly: "We are their enemies, but we are only loyal to The Duke is alone!"

Carl Colin beside him was silent, quiet like a living dead.

Igor tightened his frowned and suddenly loosened the chains on Fiend's chest.

"Untie them and throw things down!" The High King turned around and walked out with a heavy step, his eyes swept across every dwarf guard in the hall:

"Citizens of Yunling, follow me."

"Go and protect our own country!"

"Obviously——!!!"

A deafening roar, which exploded from the throats of all the dwarf guards at the same time.

Looking at the dwarf warriors who left with Igor, the recruits with a somewhat complicated expression slowly got up, and the hatred in their hearts when they were caught suddenly reduced a lot.

"Captain, what should we do next?"

"What...Is this asking me?" Carl Colin turned his head and looked at it playfully. Recruit: "Don't you always have ideas, why do you want to ask me this obstructive guy?"

Recruit complexion stiffened, embarrassing to the extreme.

Hunt Fiend coldly snorted: "We don't need to go anywhere, just stay here."

"Stay here, but you didn't mean that those corrupting demons are about to..."

"It's coming in soon...Yes." Karl Colin methodically unchained, put on the "sorcerer", put his hand half of his sword behind his shoulder, and packed up the little equipment left. "Then how safe is it outside?"

"The rebels broke through the first city gate, and the remaining ones are only a matter of time; Igor... he is about to face the rebels while at the same time. Beware of the corrosive demons emerging from various tunnels-the entire cloud Peak will soon become a battlefield. We are impossible to kill in a melee battlefield, and impossible to stop it."

The recruits still don’t understand. .

“So...we’re going to do the last thing we can.” After packing the last piece of equipment, Karl Colin slowly got up, calmly watching the still confused recruit, using casually The tone said:

"We will stay here and wait for the real murderer to appear behind the scenes, and then use the way we can to end the war."

The empty hall is quiet enough. It took five seconds.

Recruit... Martin Nielton's eyes widened and he looked at Fiend Unbelievably, completely stunned.

"You, what do you mean..."

"We have to get rid of it, or get killed by it; if it is impossible to get rid of it, there must be an unlucky person to find a way to get back alive , Convey this information to the Duke of Byrne or the Vault of Heaven... That’s it."

Karl Colin couldn’t help but cocked his mouth slightly, having several points of jokingly. This completely dumbfounded junior: "Why, I'm afraid?"

"Absolutely not!" The recruit immediately retorted, and was about to jump up excitedly: "I'm not afraid! I, I'm just, just... …"

"Tense?"

"No, no, absolutely nothing!"

"It doesn’t matter...It doesn’t matter whether you are nervous or afraid, it doesn’t matter. People will know." Karl Colin patted him on the shoulder, his eyes still calm:

"If nothing else, we shouldn't be able to leave here."

Recruit nodded , Still in a trance, not knowing what to do.

Carl Colin looked at the recruit's face, shook his head and sighed, and did not continue to "ridicule" him.

No matter how extraordinary natural talent is, after all, he is just a rookie on the battlefield for the first time. It is normal to be afraid of nervousness; the first actual battle will face this level of battlefield. The enemy of ... didn't pee on the spot, and collapsed into a pile of mud waiting to die. It was already considered courageous.

But...As early as when I joined Sky Wings, I knew that this was the destiny of hunting Fiend.

They are sentinels, beacon towers, the front line in the face of the invasion of the void.

Only in this way, the Sky Palace will allow Duke Loren Torino to expand his influence unscrupulously, so that the church will not dare to interfere in Byrne's affairs no matter how gnashing teeth.

What you can’t do, you can’t do, you dare not do... I’ll do it.

That's it.

"I, I am not afraid..." Buried his head to his chest, the recruit...Martin Nielton whispered:

"I just waited for this day...wait It's been too long."

Carl Colin looked back and looked at the recruits meaningfully; looking at the clenched, tight muscles to stop the trembling handwriting.

"The Overseer Neilton of the Governor’s Mansion by Byrne...I was father...I was beheaded by the Torino family; killing so many innocent people, he deserved it in the end... Saying that you don’t hate the Duke is a lie, but I know He did nothing wrong."

"But the culprit who really betrayed him and killed him... is Governor Byrne, the damn heretical leader! In the eyes of this Evil God believer, father is Like a dog, do the dirty work for him that he can't do!"

"My father thought his allegiance was to a nobleman who valued his ability, but he was wrong, badly wrong … Governor Gaspar, Byrne, is not only a heretic who does not believe in God, but also a running dog of Evil God who has betrayed his race and compatriots, and even this world!"

"So I want revenge. , But not to Gaspar, not to take advantage of walking like my father...pawns, but to them, revenge on them!" Martin Nielton, who was shivering with his shoulders, lowered his head and said:

"I want to take the pain, grievance, anger, patience I have experienced...without reservation, let them really feel it!"

"Let them know what they did It's not without a price!"

Carl Colin was silent for a while, and was about to say something, but subconsciously turned his gaze to the door.

The vigilant recruit quickly lifted the head, staring in the same direction in horror and nervousness, pressing the hilt behind his shoulder with his right hand.

Here comes.

Void reactions that are so powerful that they can’t be concealed are not the same level as ordinary Corrupt Demons; the footsteps are monotonous and pitiful, and there are some staggering...and there is only one.

Undoubtedly, this must be...

"Didn't expect, I actually have two other guests."

Aging tired The voice faintly followed the silhouette that gradually approached us: "Why didn't you, like the other cowards, quickly escape from this palace that is about to be destroyed?"

"Of course it’s because ......"

Before the excited recruit could finish speaking, Karl Colin grabbed his collar and blocked him behind him, and his right hand immediately pressed the hilt behind his shoulders.

At the moment of seeing the silhouette clearly, Fiend as if was struck by lightning, unbelievable.

The tired, aging voice was not uploaded from the silhouette—because the blood-stained silhouette was completely empty on the neck.

That voice...was from his hand, to be precise, from his head, which was "lifted" by the dark red.

Aging tired cheeks are stained with plasma; under the hair and beards of ash-gray is a face that is terrifying and terrifying at the time of death.

Slowly adjusting his breath, Carl Colin looked at the silhouette walking towards him with a frightened expression, opened the mouth and said with a slightly trembling voice:

" You...are the...predecessor of the Yunling Kingdom..."

"...His Majesty the Supreme King?"