In the late autumn of November, in the barracks outside Douglas, the cold fog of the early morning gradually dissipated, and a thousand heavy cavalry divided into ten phalanxes stood silently.

The thousand horsemen, all burly and heavily armoured, sat on not an ordinary wildebeest, but a wildebeest that was a little taller than the wildebeest.

Although the Storm Wildebeest is just a normal monster, they are faster, stronger, and have longer endurance than the wildebeest.

When fighting, they can also use magic to protect themselves, and the long straight horn above their heads can unleash the wind blade, which is so powerful that it can cut off a large tree.

The Storm Wildebeest is blue all over, without a trace of variegation, and its fur is as smooth as fine silk, making it a fine war horse.

On the side of the mount, there is a knight's spear more than three meters long, this spear is made of steel, such as the thickness of the arm, weighing hundreds of pounds, without enough strength, it cannot be used freely.

This is the standard equipment of ordinary soldiers of the Predator Knights, and it is better equipped than other legion generals.

At the front of the team, Augustin rode a huge fiery red male lion, this was a high-level fire-type demonic beast Flame Divine Lion, even if it was an ordinary great knight, it was not an opponent of this kind of demonic beast.

Ordinary official wizards may not be able to have a high-level magical beast as a witch pet.

On the side of the Flame Lion, there was also a knight's spear, this spear was covered with witchcraft runes, and the entire body of the spear faintly emitted a red light.

There is no doubt that this is a magic weapon.

Although knights can't make magic weapons, they can stimulate the power of magic weapons, but the knights who can use magic weapons are at least at the level of big knights.

"Predator Knights, Fourth Battalion of the First Regiment, let's go!"

Augustine gave a loud command, and the voice he inspired with his fighting spirit resounded through the sky, and everyone heard it.

The heavy cavalry army, of more than 1,000 people, finally started.

The war horses gradually accelerated, and a thousand heavy cavalry closely connected, running faster and faster, and the distance between each war horse was only about one meter.

Such a distance and horse speed is an extremely dangerous thing, because any accident on the horse will bring sudden danger to the followers, and once it is not avoided, it will cause a domino-like reaction.

The neat cavalry brigade galloped on the ground, the war horses were like the wind, and the sword light was like snow, drawing a magnificent wave on the ground, accompanied by the sharp shouts of the soldiers, and there was a dignified murderous aura erupting out.

This group of more than 1,000 heavy cavalry, ignoring all kinds of terrain, did not slow down at all, and the pedestrians on the road saw it from a distance, so they immediately gave way, and no one dared to stand in front of this torrent of steel.

There is a small town near Douglas City, in which there is a humble tavern, which is usually only frequented by a few coolies, but these days, there is a guest, even the owner of the tavern, who does not like him very much.

For the guest was so poor that he wore out the straw soles of his feet, but now he stilted his feet on the table, revealing two large holes in the soles of his shoes.

The small towns near Douglas City are richer than the other towns, and few people are so poor that they can't even afford to wear shoes.

Even if there are such poor people, they will stay at home instead of going to taverns to drink, because alcohol is more expensive than shoes.

And this guest, who only orders a glass of ale every day, sits in the tavern from morning to night, as if he regards this place as his home.

At this time, he was leaning against the wall, stilting his feet, squinting, and his eight-foot-long body sat in the corner of this small hotel, like a sleepy tiger.

The sunlight shone obliquely from the outside, shining directly on his two thick eyebrows, on his angular cheekbones, and on his miserable beard.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at the door, his eyes were like lightning, and a god-like momentum was born, and the men in the tavern fell to the ground with a clatter.

After a while, a noble lord dressed in fine silk and with an extraordinary temperament appeared at the door of the tavern.

"Big young master!"

When the noble lord saw the strong man, he immediately knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"Big housekeeper, it turned out that you came to me, it seems that something big has happened in the family!"

The strong man's voice was like a bell, and the words he spit out were like stones falling into a well, and the sound echoed in the tavern.

"Big young master, Young Master Brian died in the small town of Kerster, and the master asked you to give an attitude. A regiment of four battalions of fighters had already set off for the small town of Kerster. ”

It turned out that this strong man was the eldest young master of Douglas, and he was also the only disciple of the saint-level knight on the first day of the Dragon Empire. Douglas.

"What? Is Brian dead? ”

Adrien stood, his eight-foot frame broad, his majestic figure with a powerful momentum, pressing on Archbutler Douglas with his questioning.

"Yes, yes, young master, subordinates don't dare to lie."

Feeling Adrian's murderous aura, the butler's frightened hairs stood on end, his soul was out of his body, and his tone was a little stammering.

"I know, you go back!"

Adrien relented and sat back down, waving his hand as if he were chasing away a fly.

"Young Master, aren't you going back with me?"

The chief butler saw that Adrien did not mean to move, and asked suspiciously.

"I can't delay my cultivation of the mind, you tell my father, in three days, I will appear in the small town of Kerster."

Adrian's tone was a little impatient, and he immediately frightened the big butler opposite.

"Yes, it's the villain who has a lot of mouths, small, the villain will go back and sue the master."

The butler nodded, and then quickly exited the tavern, leaving here as fast as lightning, and he didn't dare to stay here for a moment.

Adrian's temper inherited from his father, and if he had the slightest displeasure in his heart, he would start killing.

It's just that the father and son are extremely strong, and they also have a lot of power, although they are unscrupulous, no one dares to care about them, and there is no one in the entire Douglas family who is not afraid of the two.

"It seems that we can't stay here, we have to change places."

Adrien sighed helplessly, he glanced at the tavern guy who had collapsed to the ground, his brow furrowed, and he heard a pop in the air, and the man suddenly fell to the ground and died.

In the center of the man's eyebrows, there is a tiny red dot, the size of a needle.

Just now, in the blink of an adrian's mind, the fighting qi turned into an extremely small steel needle, which penetrated the man's forehead and exploded in the man's brain.

So the guy looks like he has no scars on the surface, but the inside of his brain has become a mess of mud, and he can't die anymore.

This kind of peak fighting qi control is more refined than most wizards' control of witchcraft, which requires extremely strong mental strength to achieve.

To increase one's ability to control one's mind, one must exercise one's mind, which begins with mastering one's own feelings.

This method of cultivating the mind is called mind refinement.

Adrien's Mind Refining Method, which is also his master, the only paladin in the Dragon Empire, is known as Melras, the Protector Paladin. Biography of Wood.

The method of refining the mind may not be able to change a person's temper.

Adrien departed, leaving only the corpse of the dead man in the tavern.