The deal between Chamberlain and Marshal Windsor was completed, but the endless August continued. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe it's because the corpse of Senest on the flagpole is very convincing, maybe it's because the half-raised Abyss Blood Flag is very convincing, maybe it's because the Alliance's 300,000 crusaders are very convincing, or maybe it's the internal response that is ready to build the wall while Tintin is an inch away from the Alliance, anyway, Chamberlain's vanguard army of 20,000 people did not encounter any resistance in the process of advancing.

On about the 44th of August, the vanguard troops under Chamberlain's command arrived within 50 kilometers of the Vulcan Cult's headquarters, and the bloody aura of more than 20,000 people rushed into the sky, and not even a single large demonic beast could be found within a radius of three kilometers of the entire army.

"Flat pushes are really boring." The proletarian medical dog stood on a small hill, leaning on his pirated AL greatsword, and blowing water with Count Capetche who was standing behind him, "Look at those miscellaneous soldiers of the Vulcan Sect, they don't even have the courage to come out and fight us to the death, and the three important old nests have been burned to ashes." ”

Well, the three nests, of course, refer to the three nests provided by the "intelligence department", on the periphery of this first nest, the subordinates of the proletarian medical dog attacked the city because of wrong information, and slaughtered the city because of resistance, and later two majors of the military intelligence department lost their official positions;

On the periphery of the second lair, a knight under the command of the proletarian medical dog was blinded by the sunlight reflected by the city, and broke a sword to the city head like a nervous nervousness, but the heavy crossbow at the city head returned fire and broke the knight's armor.

On the periphery of the third lair, the proletarian medical dog carefully restrained his subordinates, and even let them take off their armor and enter the city for consumption, in order to show the generous image of the alliance, but the next morning, the two twelfth-level Hu never returned, and His Royal Highness Chamberlain's request to lead troops into the city to search was refused, so His Royal Highness Chamberlain did not give the order to attack the city, but this time they were very civilized, and they just killed all the high-ranking people in the city.

"Your Highness, sword slash the priest of the Divine Domain, wherever you go, the cultists of the Vulcan Sect will inevitably fall to the wind." Capecchi slapped a sycophant lightly, he didn't lie, Chamberlain and what he did was too unreasonable, and his strength was too strong, so the other cities of the Nice Land Federation basically arrested the established Vulcan cultists before they arrived, either blasphemous, or with the Vulcan church to ashes.

Chamberlain snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "I still rely on the prestige of the Alliance and the prestige of Marshal Wendsol, otherwise I will have something to do myself, will it be difficult for you to let me use potions to smash it?" ”

Crooking his neck, Chamberlain suddenly asked, "You say, after returning to the Alliance, will I also fall into the title of a bloody butcher?" ”

The word butcher, in the entire St. Rhine League, and even the entire Otherworld, is not a derogatory term, and the people who get this word are basically successful generals or kings, and the league is currently the most famous, Charles III, and then counting, it is the Grand Duke Wilson of the Duchy of Auckland.

One of these two people is known as the bloody Grand Duke, and the other is known as the bloodthirsty tyrant, and it is basically not a war to destroy the country, and neither the Royal Council of Elders nor the Noble Council dare to invite these two killing gods.

Capecchi thought carefully for a moment, and then shook his head very resolutely: "The butcher is almost the same, the bloody butcher is far from enough, the last of the top ten butchers in the pan-continent is the leader of the Northland Orc Ice Wolf Clan's Purgatory Roar, according to incomplete statistics, all the intelligent creatures that died in his army added up to more than 10 billion, and he even slaughtered a third-level plane." ”

The proletarian medical dog shrugged his shoulders indifferently, drew his big sword and pointed to the southeast: "The last stronghold of the Vulcan Sect is ahead, and what we are about to face is the 150,000 Vulcan Sect believers, three domain-level powerhouses, and possible god incarnations, with the strength we have at hand, it is far from enough." ”

"So......" Count Capetch just wanted to respond, when he saw a thin sword light light light from Chamberlain's back, he took a step forward, the long sword at his waist was directly drawn, and the follow-up answer turned into a roar: "Your Highness, be careful!" ”

The thin sword light did not stab Chamberlain, and at a distance of ten centimeters from Chamberlain, he was held up by a very thin but absolutely tough magic shield, which could not be penetrated by any force of this thin stabbing sword.

"What a young assassin." Chamberlain shrugged his shoulders very easily, "I just used a few lives to provoke you, and you ran out on your own, this is not the best time to assassinate." ”

The sword suddenly disappeared, and a trace of afterimage flashed in the moonlight, and then the sword stabbed at Capetch at an even more bizarre angle, and Capetch sneered, and pulled out a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, blocking the sword parry.

"Let me guess what a level nineteen assassin is doing here in the middle of the night." The proletarian medical dog turned around, and the pirated AL greatsword smashed towards a place in the void with a dazzling electric light, and when the battle situation was overwhelming, he wanted to pretend to be a force.

Another phantom flashed, and Chamberlain's great sword smashed into the air, but his mouth did not stop narrating: "I guess you should be a ranger who has seen uneven roads, right?" You see, you don't have magic armor on your body, and your weapons are only at the level of high-level magic weapons, and you don't even have enough demon-breaking attributes, so you're a lone ranger from a civilian background; The stealth technique is very sophisticated, it can hide from the eyes of the guards, and directly blend with the moonlight, you should be a shadow stalker, that is, through the stalker federation can quickly determine your identity. ”

The big sword swept and forced out a phantom again, and Chamberlain's face showed a playful look: "You see, a nineteenth-level stalker from a civilian background, risking the world's condemnation, directly assassinating a prince, even if you run away, but as long as your origin is determined, not only will you be wanted, but even your relatives and even the villages and towns where you live will be razed to the ground." ”

The free right hand suddenly pinched a trick, and Chamberlain's huge spiritual power was directly activated, and the range of fifty meters in front of him was instantly shrouded by the power grid, and an exclamation sounded, and a slender figure was forced out of the shadows and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Chamberlain's big sword rested on the opponent's neck, and he said the last sentence with an indifferent face: "The most important thing is that you can't run, because the target of your assassination is a mage who can stone you to death with money, as a stalker, it is not enough to rely on blood." ”

"You're a demon! Murderer! Butcher! Executioner! The Stalker's voice was a little sharp, "Those people have nothing to do with the Vulcan Cult, why are you raising a butcher's knife at them!" ”

"Why?" Chamberlain was stunned for a moment, began to chew these three words, and finally showed a very bright smile, the electric light on the sword firmly bound the stalker, and then stuck the sword behind him, slowly leaning on it, "Anyway, the moonlight is just right, I'm not sleepy, and it's boring to chat with a big man, so I'll explain to you why, young Miss Stalker." ”