Chapter 45: The Coming of the Mourner 1
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Due to the sudden upheaval of the special X-factor of Ribek, this defense battle that should have been the most tragic ended in such a surprise. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
With the exception of the garrison north of Saint-Sophie, which had been drawn a large number of forces, which was completely annihilated, the garrisons in the other three directions suffered almost no losses. It was difficult for the apostolic army, which lacked siege strength, to climb the high walls to attack the united garrison, on the contrary, after being frightened back by Rebecc, the garrison bravely rushed out of the city gate and beat the water dogs, so that the number of people who could finally escape back to the apostolic camp was less than 5,000.
The most devastating blow to the Apostles was that Rebecc, who had been corrupted with all his might before, "betrayed" the Apostles because of Bad Art and Ureva themselves, and guarded the Hundred-Eyed Giant alone until the arrival of the human army, and Bad Art himself was cut off an arm because he was defeated by this monster who called himself a demon, and he also lost the weapon he relied on to become famous, the giant scythe. This time, Ureva has completely lost the ability to attack again.
Looking at the crippled Bad Art, Ureva also felt helpless.
To say that Bad Art didn't do his best this time must be false. But why did it still fail? Ureva clearly remembers that when he flew back with his sword, Bad Art had already arrested Rebek because of Rebec's lack of cooperation. According to Bad Art, this monster that has been corrupted by itself should die completely, after all, no creature can still be stored after its head is cut off, whether it is the apostolic world or the human world, it is impossible to happen. But that's how it happened. Now, it's no longer time to look for each other's responsibilities.
Looking at Bad Art's somewhat guilty and questioning eyes, Ureva sighed and stepped out of the account.
Looking at the only a few thousand almost wounded Apostle soldiers left in front of him, Ureva was gloomy. I still remember that half a year ago, when my army had just arrived at Hagia Sophie from the Abyss of Darkness, my apostolic disciples were very prestigious, and the apostolic army of 30,000 people accounted for a full fifth of the entire apostolic army. At the beginning, it also exterminated the last elven tribe on the continent, and within a few days, it destroyed all of Magellan's territory except for the indomitable city of St. Sophie, but it took half a year to spend in this indomitable city.
In the course of half a year, Ureva tried almost every means imaginable, but except for the few times she broke into the city, she repeatedly fell beneath the fortified city. And his dearest Catna fell victim to the apostle's internal struggle for power, and as the right-hand man, the general Bad Art was also deliberately targeted by himself after the struggle for power and became a crippled apostle, and even its weapons were taken away in the last war. Except for this accident, Ureva doesn't know how to describe what he's done for more than half a year.
So it was, and Ureva silently walked into his tent and lay down on the bed. At the same time, the saber it controlled slowly floated into the air, its sharp tip pointed straight at its fragile neck. Just as Urevar closed his eyes and slowly approached him with his sword, the saber was suddenly clenched.
"Ureva, what, do you want to die?" Bad Atkankan, who had sensed something was wrong, arrived and grabbed Ureva's saber with all his strength with one of his remaining hands. "I don't want to be a commander like that!"
"Huh. Ureva smiled desperately and looked at the angry Bad Art blankly: "So, tell me, how can I deal with the approaching Lord of Death except death?" You want me to tell it with a smirk on my face, hey, I killed all the soldiers you gave me, and I haven't taken this inconspicuous city for half a year, so your plan to get an outpost has not succeeded? ”
Bad Art wanted to refute it, but when he thought of the facts, he didn't know what to say when he saw Urevar's decadent appearance now. Bad Art's mind has never been very bright, and now, he doesn't know what to do.
Although the garrison did not suffer much damage on the whole, the four generations of Qi Tianci's disciples suffered heavy casualties because of their strong character. Up to now, there are only four disciples left who can still follow Qi Tianci. Looking at the only four people left, even Qi Tianci, who had always been very arrogant, felt inexplicably sad. "From now on, Xiangyun Society is officially disbanded, and the four of you can do whatever you want now. It should be safe now, and you can go back to your old business. ”
However, the four men remained motionless and looked at him silently.
"Hey, I said, what's the matter with the four of you? Don't you know if you quit?"
At this time, one of the tall male sexuals among the four suddenly spoke: "If we don't quit, we won't be able to afford to eat if we quit!"
"Hey, you won. Qi Tianci looked at them speechlessly, with a defeated expression. "But I want to make it clear to you in advance, from now on, the four generations of disciples who dream of returning to Kyushu will be disbanded, and in the future, you will make your life short. Do you have any comments?"
"No, we'll call us whatever you want us to call!"
"Well, from now on you will be called a strange person. Qi Tianci pointed to the strong man who had just spoken, and then pointed to the remaining three people and said, "You, thin and tall, you will be called Qi Sheng in the future." And you, this dead fat man, you have the potential to be a tank, then you are called Qi Ku. In the end, Qi Tianci looked at the only woman among the four people with some eyes and said, "I didn't expect my apprentices to have such a good-looking girl, you will be called Qi Short in the future, do you have any opinions?"
"No!" the four renamed disciples straightened up and gave Qi Tianci a chest-beating salute.
Qi Tianci's matter was finally temporarily resolved, although now Qi Tianci only had four disciples left, but what he didn't know was how much help these four people would give to Viren, Hill and Qi Tianci in the future journey.
While both sides of the war were resting, Ureva's camp was turned upside down. As a burst of blood-red light covered the entire world over Ureva's camp, a petite figure slowly fell from mid-air and landed outside Uriva's tent, which was still gloomy. Bad Art, who had witnessed all of this, watched in horror as this happened and slapped Ureva on the back violently. "Don't, don't sleep. The mourner has come... !”
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