The Marquise's hand hung limply.

"No !!"

Hans roared in the sky, for the first time in his seventeen years of life he had been stimulated so violently, even when his mother and Uncle Wilde had abandoned him and fled overnight, the bearded cousin had never been so sad.

"Dead?"

Giber walked out of the smoke behind him, looked at the bloodied Hans with disgust, and said, "What are you howling? It's just a half-blood barbarian, I married her to control her tribe to harass the north, and now that the royal capital has been defeated, this stupid woman who has no use value should have died a long time ago." ”

"I'll kill you!!"

The bearded cousin put down the marquis, turned and pounced on him with red eyes.

Jiber punched him without dodging, and the thin earthen armor on his body was smashed and cracked slightly, but his body didn't even move.

He knocked Hans to the ground with a punch, and sneered and mocked: "The second-order Iron Wall Knight dares to attack me, if I meet you on the battlefield, I don't even need a weapon, as long as I directly collide with you, I can crush your garbage into pulp." ”

The bearded cousin did not answer, but stood up tremblingly, and pounced again with a wild roar, but was easily put down again.

Giber rubbed his wrist and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, tell the queen's whereabouts." And, tell me at once, what the hell did she control Roman and the Emir?"

"With you daughter!"

Hans, who had been knocked down twice, got up again, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth running down his beard and dripping onto the dusty ground.

"Click"

The fist covered in earthen armor slammed into his arm to block, and even the sound of bones shattering could be heard in Giber's ears.

The bearded cousin was knocked back several steps by the force of his fist, and only barely stopped when he almost hit the body of the Marquise.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head and said with disdain: "You are really not a man...... She shouted last night...... When you beat me, you have more strength than you. ”

Gilbert's forehead burst with veins, and he was enraged by this guy who didn't know whether to live or die. I saw that the earthy yellow light on his arm was getting stronger and stronger, and his fist was thicker than before.

"I'll ask you one last time! What is the queen going to do!!"

The bearded cousin swallowed a mouthful of blood back into his stomach and grinned to reveal his teeth stained red.

"She's going to kill you! But it's mine now!"

Bang! Bang!

The sound of rocks pounding on flesh, the roar of some kind of beast, and the sound of bones shattering or even breaking directly came one after another.

As a knight of the Iron Wall, Hans, who was the best at defense, did not resist at all, and let Giber hammer his flesh again and again, spitting blood while trying to do useless counterattacks.

Even though he was beaten to the bone, he still dragged his rag-like body and pounced on him again and again, and Gibb grabbed his arm and tried to grab him, but he struggled to dislocate and break free, and hit his head on the bridge of his nose like a madman.

Taking two steps back to wipe the blood from under his nose, Giber's eyes narrowed, and his eyes became colder and colder as he stared at Hans.

It seems that this man is bent on death, and it is unlikely that he will get news of the queen from his mouth, so the priority now is to gather his men and gather troops, and it is necessary to deal with the possible surprise attack as soon as possible.

His attack became more and more ruthless, and he began to no longer consider capturing him alive, and his moves went straight to the point, and soon beat the bearded cousin to the point that his head was bleeding, and even the beard on his face was torn off a lot.

"Waste...... Fourth-order hit me for a ...... A second-order, I'm still ...... To be alive is that you are a ...... Rubbish!"

Giber grimaced and did not speak, and his fist covered with earthen armor slammed into Hans's face, arms, and body......

However, no matter how badly beaten this man was, he was still able to get back on his feet, and even occasionally took the initiative to fight back, entangled Jiber here.

"Cockroaches, you disgusting, damn stinky cockroach!"

Anxious to gather his subordinates, Giber was shocked and angry, and when he found that he could not get rid of the stinky candy, he simply pushed him to the ground, rode on it, and beat him wildly in the face of the hateful face.

The punch that was enough to crack the mountain and crack the rock smashed down again and again, but the man was still alive. Not only that, a bright red aura was slowly rising, Hans's blood-soaked skin began to turn bright red, and his body temperature was also hot, coupled with the crazy killing intent on his face, it was as if he was possessed by a demon.

......

"Click!"

In a church that was not known how far away, a man with a beard crushed the wine glass in his hand, and his face was full of incredulity.

"What's wrong with you, Wilde?"

An ordinary-looking woman reached out and pinched his face gently, this ordinary-looking woman was dressed plainly, and there were no precious pendants on her body, but it looked like it gave people an inexplicable sense of nobility and ...... Desire to conquer.

The man named Wilde smiled and reached out to take her in his arms.

"It's nothing, my veins shook just now, as if a half-blood descendant had suddenly awakened and stole a little power from me. ”

The woman was pleasantly surprised: "Half-blood, is that Hans? You and I are the only descendant of him in the past few decades, right? Has he finally awakened?"

The man waved his hand, and kissed his whimsical wife with his lips buried under his beard.

"I wondered if it could be him, but in the end I thought it was unlikely. I asked him what profession he wanted to be, and he actually asked me what profession he was most resistant to, and he wanted to choose the one that was the least likely to die.

Although Hans's qualifications are not bad, he has no fighting spirit at all, and the probability of awakening my bloodline is too low, and the probability of awakening your bloodline may be a little greater. ”

"Cut!" the plain woman pursed her lips and pushed him away, her posture seductively stuck on her slender waist, and asked angrily:

"Maybe he met a peerless beauty who was half uglier than me, and he was stimulated by something, maybe he woke up all of a sudden?"

Wilde, who was full of beard, smiled and took his temperamental wife back into his arms.

"Think about it, his temperament, even if he meets a beautiful woman, how can he have any ideas?"

He sighed and said, "At the beginning, I thought that the kid's head was not very good, and he actually asked me if I was his uncle, so angry that I leaked the demonic breath, and it happened that the old monster of the Knowledge Church found out, so that we had to flee from the flange in a hurry."

I think he's really ...... in that regard. In short, he is unlikely to be enlightened in his life, you and I are obviously quite normal, where did this stinky boy's brain come from?"

"Hmph, where did you come from? The old lady is a half-blood succubus, except for you, a half-blood berserker, where else can he inherit that brain-breaker?

And what do you mean by that? Suspect that the old lady has a leg with someone else behind your back? Wilde, you dead bastard! Say! Are you tired of having a bad relationship with the old lady? If you say a word, I will never pester you to leave now!"