Harut stepped out of the tent at this moment.

To be precise, he should have been attracted by the noise.

When the time came to night, the moon had risen high by this time.

The cold air spreads in the dark night.

But it's a pity that all the warriors present are strong and strong, and they don't pay attention to this bit of wind and cold.

Under the moonlight, there were tens of thousands of people outside the camp at this time.

Van Cleef troops arrived.

"—— Uproar"

Suddenly, there was a commotion, followed by a loud bang.

Boom!

I saw that two figures suddenly jumped from the crowd and collided together.

Hula——

In just an instant, the violent waves of qi rose up and dispersed in all directions.

The crowd dispersed again.

"Those two guys ......"

Seeing this, Harut couldn't help but take a light breath.

Seeing and hearing the domineering dissipation!

"The ...... of the Seventh Floor"

His expression became slightly solemn, and he was two seventh-level masters.

"So young, is this the essence of this country?"

The two young people in front of them still look very young, about thirty years old at most, and they still have a lot of room for improvement by the standards of this world.

"Hahaha! Reynolds!

"Hmph, who's afraid of you!"

Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded, and the two figures began to stagger at high speed, each collision producing a loud sound.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a cold drink rang out.

Swish!

An old man with gray hair and burn marks on his forehead suddenly appeared, and his two hands suddenly reached out and grabbed their hands like lightning.

"Lee! Reynolds! If you two make trouble again, don't blame me for being rude!

The old man frowned, and the powerful momentum of his whole body was emanating, faintly condensing into a momentum.

Armed color domineering!

Although it was not launched, it was consciously or unintentionally domineering that had been integrated into the old man's instinct.

As soon as he made a move, this domineering spirit appeared.

"Yes, Lord Temple. ”

The two glanced at each other, and then reined in their momentum, and their muscles relaxed.

"You young people are always used to beating everywhere. Seeing that the two of them had softened, the old man named Temple shook his head slightly, and said, "It's good to be competitive, but you have to use it in the right place, the military camp is heavy, not a place for you to fight at will." ”

"Yes......"

The two nodded somewhat perfunctorily.

"You two ......"

Shaking his head, Temple also knew that the two of them had not fully listened, and said, "You don't have to mess up in the crusade after that." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Temple, I still understand this, after all, I am also a warrior who has won the title of Van Cleef's Heart, so I can naturally distinguish between the important and the important. ”

The pink-haired young man Reynolds smiled slightly, then glanced at the green-haired young man next to him, and said a little respectfully.

Li pouted suddenly.

Didn't you just join the army? I could grow up even if I was alone!

Li said secretly in his heart.

Reynolds is a year younger than him, and the two of them can be regarded as rivals, they are the same group of people who climbed the tower.

It wasn't until later that the two of them became the seventh layer, but neither of them obeyed anyone, and fighting, which also became a necessary part of their meeting.

In fact, except for Jester and Sweeny, the rest of the people on the seventh floor were not very convinced.

Someday I'll surpass them!

The two of them said secretly in their hearts.

Temple shook his head when he saw this.

"Lord Temple, you're here!"

And at this moment, Harut saw Samson greet him with a smile, and said respectfully: "This crusade will trouble you." ”

"Hmm. ”

Temple bowed slightly.

"...... is he?"

Harut wondered, who was this, and why did Samson respect him so much?

However, he also guessed a little, and the only thing that could make DeSamson respect so much was ...... Characters on the eighth or ninth floor!

"You don't know......?

Hearing this, a red-fisted soldier beside Harut turned his head, only to realize that the person behind him was Harut.

"Mr. Harut. ”

The red-fisted soldier greeted respectfully, and then introduced, "This old man is Lord Walker Temple, and he is also a powerhouse of the ninth layer!"

Ninth floor!

Walker!

The two terms were joined together, and Deharut raised an eyebrow at once.

"He's the strongest of the Walker family?" Harut muttered to himself.

In this land, due to the advocating of martial arts, this has caused a large number of strong people among the people, and in the same way, once a strong man is born, he is easy to form a force formed by blood relations.

After tens or hundreds of years, the so-called family has been formed.

As far as Harut knew, the strongest of the Walker family seemed to be the younger brother of the previous head of the family.

It's really similar to Bertelem.

Harut muttered to himself.

"Everyone!"

Walker Temple suddenly shouted loudly, and he even used the skill of controlling qi and riding the wind to make his voice much louder.

Temple looked around, and when he saw that everyone was watching him, he took a deep breath and said, "You have gathered here for this crusade, and I am the lieutenant general of this crusade!

Harut's brow moved slightly.

It's not good.

Although the matter is over, who knows what the old man thinks.

I hope he doesn't stumble on me, or I won't leave him alone.

The thought crossed Harut's mind.

But the next moment, he was stunned by the old man's words.

"Fellow fighters, you are here to defeat the Black Ear, but in fact, the Red Fist Organization has already taken action! Just tonight, a team of 3,000 people has already gone to raid the Black Earth Island!"

"Three thousand!"

Harut stared at the old man tightly, his head racing into thought.

Yes!

A group of soldiers arrived this afternoon, and at that time, he didn't pay much attention to the fact that there were too many soldiers huddled together, but there were already soldiers who took action.

I'm afraid that this is the invocation of part of the Red Fist organization soldiers and the Van Cleef army.

"—— Uproar"

Sure enough, the warriors' eyes widened in surprise.

"All in all, the war has already begun when you come here, so get ready, I'm afraid the fight will start tomorrow!"

Temple said loudly, and at the same time, he casually glanced this way as he finished speaking.

Swish!

He quickly withdrew his gaze again, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

“！”

Harut's hair exploded slightly.

This person...... Very strong!