Everyone knows the name of the city lord, but there are not many people in the entire port of Ksovo who directly call each other by their name. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With these words coming from nowhere, the original lively and cheerful atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and the temperature around seemed to suddenly drop to freezing, and a deathly silence enveloped the entire banquet.

The eyes of the people around them fell on the figure that opened their mouths with surprise, surprise, and disbelief.

It was a man who looked inconspicuous to speak, and until then, the man had been drinking to himself, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Who would have thought that the other party would dare to call this male lion by name, how dare he......

The port of Ksovo has been quiet for more than 20 years, and for more than 20 years, despite all kinds of strife, there has been no major change in the port of Ksovo.

Like a lion, Kalimond entrenches the harbor of Ksovo, intimidating all enemies, from those who are strong in front of them to those who hide in the shadows.

Facing all the stares around him, the man accepted it calmly, and continued to smile and speak: "Kalimond, the port of Ksovo, you have been in control for too long, and it is time for you to step down. ”

"New year, new atmosphere, I think, you should also give up the position of the city lord and replace it with our Witch God Sect."

As the man spoke, he directly ripped off all the disguises on his body, revealing the hideous scar on his face and his bare head.

"Chiyan, you are not small, you dare to come here alone." Seeing this figure, Leila, the chief swordsman of Ksovo Harbor, suddenly turned cold, and his sharp gaze looked directly at the other party, and in his eyes, there seemed to be countless sharp swords shooting out, stabbing the opponent's body. Last time, the two of them just exchanged a simple move, but Chiyan was directly forced back by him.

"You're looking for death!" It's just that what the chief swordsman didn't expect was that before he could make a move, a suppressed, angry, and crazy voice roaring like a beast suddenly sounded, and then a figure rushed over like lightning suddenly surging in the sky, and at the same time, a sharp sword light directly cut through the pitch-black sky, and slashed towards Chiyan's body with amazing speed and strength......

The night represents the endless unknown and mystery.

In ancient times, people always curled up their bodies together in the night, but later, with the development of the times, the night began to be conquered by humans little by little, but today, with the development level of this era, it is still difficult to build a city into a bright city like Lin Hao's previous life, no matter day or night, light is everywhere.

On Thanksgiving, all the residents put down their work and began to enjoy the day of peace and tranquility, but for some of them, it was impossible for them to rest.

In the darkness of the night, in the faint light of light, on the walls around the steel fortress of Ksovo, the soldiers of the guards held spears in their hands, and braved the cold wind, constantly patrolling back and forth.

Compared to usual, today's guards have not decreased in the slightest because it is "Thanksgiving", but there are many more soldiers who have shrouded themselves in black armor and masks.

Rose was one of the guards of the City Defense Army, he had been a member of the City Defense Army for more than a year, and after surviving the most difficult three-month recruitment period, he was finally able to put on those slightly rough armor, carry a standard sword, and patrol with the veterans in the open.

Soon, however, he became disgusted with this kind of life, and for him, his daily job consisted of patrolling from street to street with the rest of the soldiers.

Occasionally, Rose was able to catch some thieves who tried to steal, but every day was such a almost cookie-cutter life, and he soon felt bored, and suddenly he began to crave war.

Rose's family was not poor, and in the village where he lived, his family was definitely second to none.

Ross is only sixteen years old, which is the age when boys have just grown up in the Western world, and the reason why he chose to join the army is naturally to realize the dream he has always pursued - the heroic dream.

Rose has been fond of reading biographies since he was a child, and in the book, he appreciates how heroic Thor Dover, the former commander of the Thunderstorm Legion of the "Empire of Swords and Roses", is arrogant, with a mere 20,000 troops, he has resisted the 100,000 allied forces of the three empires of the "land of warriors" Sugeria Empire, the "capital of commerce" St. Gridon's Empire, and the "land of water" Wyddaman Empire. And in the "Dark Ages", the founders of the four empires were so arrogant, rising rapidly in a desperate situation, lighting up the light from the darkness, bringing mankind out of the dark years, in addition, there are many, many heroic deeds, unknowingly, had a great impact on him.

For the sake of that dream in his heart, Rose joined the army without hesitation, even if he was covered in bruises. It's just that everything that follows is not what he wants at all.

The more this is the case, the more Ross longs for war, perhaps in his opinion, only the arrival of war can realize his heroic dream.

In the period after the "Red Flame" havoc on the port of Ksovo, the whole city was under martial law, and there was a feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings. During that time, Ross was extremely excited, thinking that the war he was looking forward to was finally coming, but in the end, it was just thunder and rain, and nothing happened.

The burning flames drove away the endless darkness around him, and also reflected the somewhat uncertain face of Rose in the light of the fire.

"War...... Rose waved his sword a few times in boredom, and then let out a helpless sigh.

But at this moment, silently, a dagger struck from nowhere, stabbing directly into Rose's chest, feeling the gust of wind pressure behind him, Rose's heart was shocked, and his body hurriedly dodged, and at the same time, his mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to call for help.

"Poof." Rose's mouth just opened, and from the position in front of him, a strange figure appeared, and then as a red blood-colored flower bloomed from Rose's chest, his body fell weakly.

In the darkness, figures flashed rapidly, and they kept waving the daggers in their hands, and every movement took a human life.

Probably Ross didn't expect the war he had been looking forward to on "Thanksgiving" day...... It erupted without warning!