Holding his left shoulder, Vonksim fled in the jungle, sparks flying from the severed arm of his left shoulder.

As a cyborg with a large-scale prosthetic transformation, the loss of an arm caused a lot of damage to his combat power.

Of course, at this time, he had no time to regret it, and more was the fear and eagerness of being hunted down.

The gunslinger...... He still remembered the horrible feeling of being locked in by a maggot like a maggot on a tarsal bone, like a mouse being played with under a cat's paws.

Vonxim was even sure that the opponent could have killed him directly in the first place, but he deliberately shot half a beat slower each time, calmly driving him to the brink of despair.

Damn it! Is this really my retribution? Vonxim recalls his life as a Templar, and in addition to delivering secret information to Emperor Otto, he was also responsible for Templar atrocities.

I still remember that he once went to the kingdom of West Francia to purge the heretical Abigrites by order of the Holy See.

A small mountain village of about a few hundred people, all of whom were Abirians.

He and his fellow Templars killed all the adults, leaving only twelve children.

For fun, they let the children flee freely into the mountains outside the village.

It was half an hour before the Templars launched a hunt for the killing.

Having killed 4 children alone, Vonxim likes to suddenly appear in front of them with a gun and pull the trigger on their desperate expressions.

He enjoyed the thrill of hunting down others, and even savored it later in the evenings afterward.

Today, the hunters of yesteryear have become prey.

"Backstab!" It wasn't until the pain in his back came that he realized that the enemy had chased after him.

Peggy's dagger plunged into his back, where there was flesh that hadn't had time to be prosthetic, causing great pain.

Vonksim rolls and dodges Peggy's pursuit first.

The adrenaline spray popped out of the wrist slot in his right hand, and he pulled it to his mouth and inhaled it quickly, his mind suddenly cleared and sharpened.

With the sound of the weapon breaking through the air, Vonxim quickly took a step sideways, dodging Sidlifa's axe while raising his gun in one hand and aiming it at Peggy's head.

"Bang!"

Peggy dodged her head in the flash of lightning, but the bullet still grazed a large part of her scalp, revealing a gray-white skull.

She turned her neck back with a blank face, the flesh of the breach wriggling strangely, covering her skull again.

It's a transcendent of the flesh sequence! Damn it! Vonxim was horrified to see more people appear behind the woods, and a thought suddenly came to his mind:

Run!

Although his Templar rationality had told him that turning around and running would only expose his back to his enemies, the fear was so powerful that it overwhelmed his sanity in an instant.

Vonxim quickly turned around and began to flee in a hurry.

Medea behind the tree stared at his back faintly, the five fingers of her slender right hand secretly bouncing in the air, remotely controlling the other party's fear and desire to escape.

Another gunshot rang out, and Vonksim wrenched his body violently as he ran, using his right chest to catch the bullet that had been shot at the heart.

The feeling of dizziness from excessive blood loss, coupled with the nerve stimulation of adrenaline, put him in a strange state of being both unconscious and awake.

Me, what am I doing? Vonxim suddenly came to his senses.

Blindly running away can only bring about your own destruction, and only by turning around and fighting can you have a glimmer of life!

He quickly turned around at high speed and locked onto the target again with a gun in one hand.

Shots rang out, but bullets shot into the sky. A hand reached out from the shadows on the ground and grabbed the ankle of Vonxiem, who was sprinting at high speed, dragging him to the ground. Peggy took the opportunity to rush to his side, and the short sword in her hand stabbed him in the chest.

Vonxim gripped the dagger in his right hand, and the steel prosthetic creaked to keep Peggy's dagger from stabbing down.

Mia's hand reached out from the shadows again, and the dagger pressed against Vonxim's throat and began to cut hard.

Why can't you cut it! Mia burst into tears in the shadows, and Vonxim's neck had been prosthetic, and the flesh of her throat had been completely replaced by steel.

The dagger sliced in vain on it, making a screeching sound like scratching a blackboard.

"There it is!" There was a noisy shout from behind, and it seemed that the Man of the Iron Cross had finally found him.

Vonxim was still resisting the downward pressure of Peggy's dagger when he suddenly realized that his strength was gradually draining.

Is it excessive blood loss? No, it's life...... Filch...... In his desperate eyes, the dagger finally slowly pierced into his chest, and the pupils of Vonxim's prosthetic eyes opened and completely lost focus.

"Grab something, let's go!" Asker quickly spoke, picked up the Slayer III rifle on the ground and threw it to Mia, and then the spirit was collected one by one, and everyone was sent back to Hearthfire Island.

Leaving behind Vonxim's half-prosthetic body, he quickly ran towards the cliff in the distance.

Ten seconds later, the men of the Iron Cross and the Wind of Liberty arrived at the scene.

Matthews drew his broadsword with one hand and tried to move Vonxim's corpse, but Andrea drew his sword to block it.

"What do you mean, Andrea?" Matthews narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "You want to start a war with our winds of freedom here?" ”

"It's not interesting." Andrea said calmly, "Vonkesim wasn't killed by our people, so those who see it have a share. The body will be sent to the Holy See, and the 500-pound bounty will be divided equally between you and me. ”

"Plus, his Killer III rifle is cutting-edge, selling for around 500 pounds on the market, and it looks like it's been taken by the guy named Asker. Don't you chase it? ”

"Chasing? Of course. Matthews sneered, "Fourth Squad, catch up with that guy!" ”

So a group of sword and shield warriors was ordered to leave. Andrea also turned her head and gave a few orders, and sent a team of Gothic swordsmen to chase Aske.

Then the two of them fell silent and looked at Vonxim's corpse on the ground.

"An arm is missing." Andrea said.

"Maybe it fell somewhere." Matthews said, "Why don't you go and find it?" I'll look at the corpse first. ”

"What if you run away with the corpse?" Andrea asked rhetorically.

"Then you can go after that Asker and get the Killer III rifle in your hands, and it can be worth 500 pounds." Matthews said.

"Huh." Andrea shook her head and said nothing.

"Why, you don't believe me?" Matthews said mockingly.

"Why don't you go after that Asker, and I'll guard this corpse?" Andrea sneered and said, "How many years have you been dealing with each other?" No one should play this kind of scheming, it's boring. ”

"In that case." Matthews was silent, "Then let's send 10 people each and send his head back to the Holy See to receive the bounty?" ”

"Yes." Andrea said, "But I'm going to escort it myself." ”

………………

Asker ran quickly in front, and the mercenaries chased after him, without calling for meaningless words like "stop".

As long as you catch up, it will be a life-and-death fight, and everyone knows it very well in their hearts.

There was a cliff in front of him, and Asker rushed to the edge of the cliff, turned around, and the mercenaries behind blocked his way, secretly relieved.

In any case, it is difficult for him to fly now.

"Say hello to the two regimental commanders for me." "In addition, what the Holy See really wants is an extrapolation chip on the back of Vonksim's right neck. ”

After he said this lightly, he opened his arms and fell towards the outside of the cliff.

Fell.

The mercenaries looked at each other, and some rushed to the edge of the cliff to look down, where could they still see Asker's shadow.

After discussing for a while, the mercenaries had no choice but to return quickly and report to Matthews and Andrea.

What the Holy See wants is an extrapolated chip on the right side of Vonksim's neck – an important secret.

The reason why Asker said it in public was just to provoke the Iron Cross and the Wind of Freedom to fight for infighting, so that he would have no time to hunt him down.

This was a dignified conspiracy, and although the mercenaries knew this, they had to go back and quickly report it to the regimental commander.

As he fell, Asker activated his spirit and teleported his body back to the Isle of Fire.

So the original position was only the book "Ridiculous Dreams", which collided and rolled down a few laps on the cliff, and finally fell to the bottom of the valley with a "snap".

A few minutes later, Asker teleported back and picked up the "Ridiculous Dream" on the ground, and sure enough, he found that it had not even a single page broken.

For a treasure that could seal the fragments of the half-plane, this level of solidity was naturally expected.

At this time, he was already in the depths of the Rhodope Mountains, and it was certainly impossible to return north to the town of Starimaka, and it was impossible for the men of the Iron Cross and the Wind of Liberty to go on the same road without an ambush.

Now it seems that the only way to reach Leki is to go south and then turn east back to Constantinople.

After careful calculation, it was probably the most appropriate time to return to Constantinople.

While Aske was trudging through the Rhodope Mountains, the Venis fleet, carrying 5,000 Frankish knights and 10,000 knights, had sailed into the Aegean Sea.

They were led by Berniphasius, Marquis of Memphrat, who responded to the Holy See's call to Anatolia to support the Eastern Solomonic Empire against the invading Seljuks.

Knowing that they were on their way to kill the infidels, the Frankish knights, who believed in God, insisted on coming out every day to wipe their spears and armor, even though they had lost almost half their lives in the violent bumps of the long voyage.

Until the Marquis of Memphirat announced on deck: "We are not going to Anatolia anymore, we are going to Constantinople instead." ”

"What?" The Frankish knights were shocked. Didn't we say that we were going to Anatolia to kill the infidels?

"Because I didn't receive the money." Enrique, the governor of Venis, came out and said, "The freight that was promised was 50,000 silver marks, to be paid in four installments. ”

"However, the message from our bank is that the first instalment of 15,000 marks has only reached 5,000 marks."

When the Frankish knights heard this, they were in an uproar. They were only responsible for the war, and they had no idea about money or anything, so they all set their eyes on the chief, the Marquis of Monferrat.

The latter coughed and said:

"That's right. Since Constantinople sent a signal for help from the West, His Majesty the Holy See, although unable to send Templars, has issued a call to the lords who believe in God to donate money and money to support. ”

"In the end, we scraped together 5,000 silver marks, and agreed with Constantinople that they would pay the remaining 10,000 silver marks for the same value of gold ......."

"Your Excellency Enrique, could you please confirm that Constantinople really didn't deliver the down payment to you?"

"Not really." Governor Enrique replied. He was a blind man in his 80s, so his words immediately won the trust of the Frankish knights.

"That's weird." The Marquis of Memphellat said, "It stands to reason that we are going to rescue Constantinople, and they should naturally pay for the freight in between." ”

"There must be some misunderstanding here, why don't we go to Constantinople first and ask the two Majesties about it."

So the Frankish knights made a noise and said okay, then let's go to Constantinople to find Emperor Solomon and pay off the debt owed to the Venisians.