"Bang!"

Giber's fist slammed into Hans's chest again and again, but the damage dealt was getting lower and lower.

His reddish skin resembled the toughness of cooked cowhide, and each time he was attacked, he dissipated a large amount of power, and only a small part of it landed on his body.

Enraged, Giber did not notice Hans's abnormality, but thumped him harder and harder.

"Die, die, die!"

"Why don't you refuse to die?"

After he clenched his hands into fists and slammed it with all his strength, as if the wounds on his body had reached a certain critical value, the bearded cousin finally collapsed on the ground and did not move, and even his eyes full of war intent were closed. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving, he wouldn't even look like a dead man.

Sweating, Giber got up panting, untied the earthen armor attached to his body, and kicked him in annoyance.

"Damn, how can a second-order be so hard to kill!"

Just as he turned to leave, Hans, who could barely see a human being, opened his eyes again, stretched out his twisted and deformed arm and grabbed his calf, opened his mouth with missing front teeth, and nibbled on it like a beast.

"Ahh

Attacked by surprise, Giber threw himself to the ground, rolled over, stretched out his foot and kicked Hans in the face.

"Open your mouth, let go, let go of me!"

The iron-lined riding boots kicked again and again, and Hans had no intention of resisting, but pressed his whole body against Gibb's legs, trying his best to bite a little deeper.

Sweating profusely, Giber screamed, and pulled back his legs at the same time, his hands caught Hans's jaw and pulled it violently.

There was a crunch, and the bearded cousin's jaw was dislocated, and Giber snatched his leg back from his mouth.

Limping to his feet, an exasperated Giber was about to fight back, but was startled by Hans's eyes, which were swollen and slit, burning with the purest flames.

You live and die!

The bearded cousin stood up crookedly, as if he wanted to say something, but because his jaw had been dislocated, he could only growl muttered twice, and his mouth did not come out of human language, but more like the roar of some kind of beastly madness.

In Gibb's somewhat frightened eyes, a thin red flame of light appeared on Hans's body, and the flesh that had already reached its limit, with the support of this inexplicable force, actually charged at him again.

"Maniac!"

Giber turned his head in a hurry, dragged his bitten calf and gritted his teeth, and ran into the distance, where there was a tent with horse stakes, and in the shade of the tent were a number of military horses tied to them.

There is no time to entangle with this madman, the queen still doesn't know what she is planning, if she really receives the 40,000 people in her hands, let alone the throne at that time, her own title will be in danger.

Behind Gibour, a bloody Hans swooped down again, but the wound was too great to keep up with him, so he staggered and ate ashes behind him, until Gibber's back ran farther and farther away, until he stepped onto his horse and walked away.

Hans struggled to open his swollen eyes, as if to engrave that back in his heart.

"Pomona ......"

Hans muttered to himself, and then fell limply to the ground like a deflated balloon.

At this time, let alone standing up, he couldn't even breathe, and he tried his best to puff out his lungs to get a little air in, but he was still trying to move a little bit in a certain direction.

I can't die, I can't die yet!

With a broken limb, Hans bent his back with all his might, grinding his chin and abdomen forward. Soon, his chest and abdomen were scratched by fine sandstone, leaving a bloodstained "road" behind him.

He could fall down at any moment, and his whole person looked like a candle that burned to the end, and it looked like it would go out at any time, but the look in those eyes burned brighter and brighter.

I can't die! I can't climb even if I climb to the queen, Pomona can't die in vain, I want to avenge her!

Hans climbed faster and faster, crawling and even began to try to get up. The air around him began to evaporate and distort, his skin became redder and redder, and a layer of keratin seemed to slowly bulge on his forehead and the back of his head......

"Ahem, ahem!"

There was a faint cough, but the faint sound was like a basin of ice water falling on a charcoal fire, stinging and pouring Hans back into human form.

"Hmm, didn't I die?"

Under Hans's ghostly gaze, the Marquise staggered to her feet, picked up the chest of her pajamas and glanced at them.

"Hahahaha! God of War blessed!"

"Pomona...... How are you?"

The sound of mosquitoes and flies came, and Pomona followed the prestige and found Hans pouting her ass like a maggot, and she ran over crookedly, distressed and surprised:

"Why did you get hurt like this? What about Giber? He beat you like this and didn't kill you yet?"

"I ...... I kicked him away. Hans pouted with some pride.

Syllable!

The bearded cousin's ass was slapped so hard that he let out a scream of pain.

Pomona glared angrily and said, "Phew, what kind of is you bragging about? He is fourth-order and you are second-order, what can you rely on to get rid of him?

"Ah...... It hurts. ”

Listening to Hans's chirping, Pomona pursed her lips, sizzled off the hem of her pajamas, and tore off one of the trouser legs of her pajamas with her backhand, bandaging the wounds on Hans's body while saying earnestly:

"How old is Ji Bodu, what are you doing with his flying vinegar? You're only about thirty this year, right? When you reach the age of forty, you may be able to reach the fourth order. ”

She pinched Hans's ass with emotion. "You don't have to worry about the old lady kicking you because you are only a second-order, just because you dare to save me from under him as a second-order person, I will recognize you as a man!"

"I'm just 17 ...... this year"

"Smack!"

"Ah~~~"

"Don't fart!" Pomona tugged at Hans's beard in annoyance.

"Seventeen on your face, if you say that you are forty, people will believe you! If it weren't for the fact that your ass is more slippery than my face, I would have thought you were forty!"

"I ...... I...... Never mind. ”

Hans fell to the ground in frustration, letting Pomona fiddle with him, and now and then screaming twice at her rough bandage.

As Pomona turned him over and began to treat the wound in the front, Hans saw the hole in her heart and asked with some trepidation:

"By the way, I obviously saw you being stabbed in the heart by his sword, why did you ......"

"That's what you say. ”

Pomona smiled and lifted her pajamas up, revealing two staggering chunks of fat armor.

"See, the old lady's capital is thick enough, and the old thing's sword was bent by me, this sword is not only crooked but also not deep enough, I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect it to be a minor or serious injury. ”

She lowered her pajamas and smiled smugly. "Those little sluts in the royal capital always point fingers at me, and some people call the old lady a cow behind their backs, hehe, these two pieces can save their lives at critical moments!

With the disappearance of the two markers, Hans came back to his senses in amazement, pursed his chapped lips, and his throat subconsciously squirmed twice, feeling his body temperature a few degrees higher.

However, a whirlwind of the world broke his thoughts completely, and the Marquise took him by the shoulders very roughly, and threw him on her back in a cloak position, striking him with a faint pain in his broken ribs.

"Ah...... Tap, I've broken a lot of bones. ”

Pomona held his ass and tossed it up, and said dissatisfiedly, "What howl, aren't you still dead?" Hold my neck, or don't blame me if you fall down for a while." ”

Hans wanted to cry without tears, but he reluctantly lifted his two deformed arms and gestured tremblingly.

"I have both broken arms, what do I put around your neck? ”

"Cut! ”

Pomona muttered, ripped off the other leg of her pajamas, leaving her two strong thighs exposed, and then tied Hans to her back with the ripped leg off.

"——~Three losses~——"

Just as the two of them, who had been injured a lot, staggered towards the nearby tent, a majestic horn sounded throughout the camp.