Volume III Chapter 28 The Beginning of the Feast

A gentle breeze blew by, and the whole area was filled with soldiers of the Giroux Kingdom, many of whom died with their eyes wide open, as if they couldn't understand why this was the case. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

There was a complicated look in Farry Giroud's eyes, and he would not feel good in his heart, lying here was actually an innocent existence in Farry Giroud's heart. They did not die at the hands of the enemies of the kingdom or the dangers of this world, but at the hands of their own people, and perhaps even that did not mean the end, they were greeted with more unfair trials, because they had died as rebels.

Fari Giroud didn't know why, and he always felt as if he had been walking on a predetermined trajectory set by someone else. I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't catch the source of the uneasiness.

Looking at the surviving Royal Guards around them, they were already scarred, but they didn't expect that the seemingly victorious siege had ended so tragically. At this moment, Farry Giroud really feels old, and maybe he is no longer fit for this position, if it weren't for ...

"Are you satisfied with the gift I left for you?" A twisted, filled voice interrupted the old general's thoughts.

Fari Giroud looked into the distance, his rarely moved expression and his expression changed slightly.

I saw a towering red dryad appear in the distance, and the culprit was smiling at the sea of corpses here, not feeling a trace of sadness or guilt for the death of his subordinates, and the corpses that fell on both sides, no matter whose it was, like weeds on the side of the road, could not make him feel a little moved.

There was a long-suppressed anger rising in Farry Giroud's heart, and the veteran, who rarely expressed his emotions, was completely enraged by his former student at this moment.

I saw him draw his sharp long sword with a blue face, since everything was caused by him, then let yourself end this.

The huge red dryad kept moving towards this direction, its huge body obscuring the light, and the soldiers in the shadows were already under very heavy mental pressure and fear rising from the bottom of their hearts before they could fight. When it came to a halt in front of the tired force, the soldiers of the Royal Praetorian Guard of the Kingdom of Giroux felt their hands tremble a little, and their throats seemed to be dry.

"Dear Mentor, with the only remaining strength, do you think you can take me? It's all come to this point, and you still want to be loyal to the old immortal behind you? ”

"Today I will take you down anyway and make you repent for those innocent dead soldiers." Fari Giroud's old face exuded a look of determination.

"Haha... Laugh at me. I didn't expect you to get older and more confused. "Sarman Giroud was like he had fallen into madness.

Suddenly, a cruel look appeared on his face.

"If according to you, I am guilty and deserve to be judged, then the old guy behind you you is more guilty than me, do you also want to drag the cowardly old guy who can only hide behind him out to judge his sins?"

"Hugh is talking nonsense. I didn't expect that not only did you not know how to repent but also dared to frame the king, so you didn't feel a trace of guilt for what you did? Farry Giroud yelled angrily.

"What sin am I? I just don't want to be a marionette puppet. Saman Giroud replied with a smile.

Farry Giroud felt a little sad in his heart, in fact, he didn't quite understand why his best disciple was the way he is today.

"Well, my time is very precious, and you should also show up with the rats hiding on the sidelines."

On the left side of the two sides of the confrontation, a man in black with a leader and a hideous prisoner appeared in everyone's field of vision, while they were followed by the few assassins.

"Now that everyone is due, please enjoy this feast for everyone present, haha."

Saman Giroud stretched out his right hand and slapped it directly on the branch of the giant red dryad, and the whole huge red dryad suddenly raised its head and let out a strange howl.

I saw a pair of green eyes emerge from the fog in the distance, and then those green eyes quickly turned blood red.

One by one, red-eyed dryads emerged from the mist, and they were not the only ones that followed the vines with no end in sight.

"I hope you can persevere, otherwise this scene will end too early and it will be boring."

"I think so too, otherwise it would be really boring." An icy voice rang in Sarman Giroud's ears.

Saman Giroud's face suddenly darkened, and then a sharp dagger slid down his throat.

Saman Giroud tiptoed a little, and the whole person fell freely from the branch.

"Interesting, first-class response, but you think you'll get rid of us this way? Death is everywhere, and the breath of death will follow you. ”

A dark shadow leapt from the branch and chased after Saman Giroud who had landed freely.

In the distance, the few Assassins had vanished, leaving only one Assassin standing.

Saman Giroud's whole face was gloomy, why was he so far away, and the next moment he appeared beside him.

"Is it? Hit the trick? Saman Giroud looked at his previous position, and sure enough, he didn't know when, there was only one strange assassin left there.

The Assassin's dark eyes met Saban Giroud's, then he smiled eerily and turned and sprinted towards him.

But Saman Giroud didn't seem to have time to think about it, as a black light was coming towards him above him.

Saman Giroud drew a longsword that emitted cyan light and blocked it with a backhand, and a green dagger slashed across the sword of the longsword, bursts of sparks appeared, and just when Saman breathed a sigh of relief, the man in black showed a strange smile, Saman Giroud frowned and seemed to have a bad premonition in his heart. As the two of them fell in mid-air, the night man suddenly raised his right hand and slammed his palm directly on the dagger in his left hand.

A huge force was transmitted through the dagger to the long sword held by Saman Giroud, and suddenly Saman Giroud's entire body fell directly and rapidly.

"Not good, losing control of your body during a high-speed fall."

And below, I don't know when more than a dozen black-clothed assassins appeared, like poisonous snakes that had been gathering momentum for a long time, waiting for the arrival of their prey.