"Huh~Huh~~"

With the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, Duke Abel found himself walking through a dimly lit forest, the stench of rotting corpses in the air, and a pair of eyes seemed to be watching him in every dark corner. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Come~~Come~~"

An ethereal female voice sounded from time to time, like the call of his mother as a child, and Duke Abel unconsciously walked in the direction from which the voice came.

"Huh~" An arrow suddenly flew towards him, he instinctively flashed, and the arrow flew past his face, cutting a deep blood mark on his face, taking away a strand of his sideburns.

Brushing shoulders with death, Duke Abel's heart was pounding.

"Kill! Yes! Ding ding~dangdang~"

Suddenly there were chaotic voices in front of him, shouts of killing, screams, and the sound of swords colliding, densely transmitted, Abel was surprised in his heart, and quickened his pace and walked forward.

Bypassing a large tree and climbing over a boulder blocking the way, a huge plain suddenly opened up in front of me.

On the plains, the demon legions and the Terran warriors are in a fierce confrontation。。。。。。 No, it's not a confrontation, it's a slaughter, the demons are slaughtering the warriors of the Terrans.

Duke Abel saw that a Terran warrior was pinched in the hands of a Buddha flame demon and his head was bitten off alive. He saw that a warrior had been grabbed by two screaming winged demons, one by the head and the other by the legs, and was torn in two pieces in the air.

He also saw Canosheu, a powerful warrior of the Terran fighting covered in blood, he had killed many demons, but he was exhausted, and a succubus came up and whipped him over, knocking him to the ground.

The whip continued to whip, each taking away a lot of flesh and blood, until at the end, the Arnold monk was whipped into a white bone skeleton.

At the last moment, Duke Abel saw Canosius turn his head, stretched out his hand to him, and prayed with eyes full of pleading: "My lord, save me~~"

Duke Abel was shocked, Canosius was his confidant, how could he be indifferent?

'Boom~', he drew his sword and strode forward, but at this time, a bad demon rushed up, slapped him to the ground with one claw, and then stepped on his head, laughing maniacally.

"With such a little strength, you dare to call yourself a commander, you are nothing!"

"Hahaha, you're nothing!"

"You're trash! Rubbish! ”

In a trance, Duke Abel saw that the demons had stopped, walked over, and looked at him in a circle, his face full of mockery and contempt.

"Kill him!" A voice rang out.

Duke Abel felt his head shake, and then his eyes went dark, and his heart throbbed.

'Ah!! Duke Abel sat up from his bed abruptly, surrounded by a dimly glowing magic lamp surrounded by the familiar arrangement of the bedroom.

"It turned out to be a dream." Duke Abel breathed a sigh of relief, he touched his back, it was cold, and it was full of cold sweat.

Although it was just a dream, the feeling of powerlessness in the dream still remained in his heart, and the dream was so real that after waking up for a long time, Duke Abel was still haunted by a depressed psychology.

Stretching out his hands, Abel looked carefully, there were some calluses on these hands, some were brought by holding the pen, some were brought by holding the sword, and there was only a thin layer.

"Martial arts? Strength? Alas. Duke Abel sighed, it's not that he doesn't want to have great strength, when he was young, he also practiced martial arts for five years, but he really has no talent.

Lifting the quilt, Duke Abel walked to the window and looked through the window at the fortress.

At this time, it was already midnight, but there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and torches were planted everywhere in the fortress, so the view was still good, and from the fortress, you could see that the gap in the first layer of the wall of the Oreda Fortress had been filled with sand and soil and was initially reinforced by magic, and the corpses all over the fortress had been cleaned out and burned.

From here, you can clearly see a hill of ash corpses on the plain outside the fortress.

Duke Abel just watched, and in a trance, the battle of the night seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, and slowly, this scene and the scene in the dream merged, he saw the slaughter again, and he saw Canoschio who was pulled into skeletons and stretched out his hand towards him.

'Help me! ’

"You're garbage!"

"Ahh Duke Abel shook his head sharply, freed from the hallucination.

"If the demons come back, what will we do to stop them?" Duke Abel thought of Link: "Master Link may be able to block it, but he is only one person after all。。。。。 What if he's not there? What if the demon sneaks up while he's away? ”

Sitting weakly on the floor, Duke Abel covered his face and remained silent for a long time.

He also wants power if it is possible. He also wanted to be as fearless as a strong man like Link, and he also wanted to be like Canoschiu, the god of war that the soldiers worshipped.

But he couldn't.

He relied on his surname Abel to become the commander of the Allied army, and he carefully maintained the balance in the army, and he had to watch out for his eldest brother's suspicion of him.

He's so tired.

"If I had the strength, I'd be able to take it easy, and I even 。。。。。。 I can even become the king of Norton, alas, forget it, it's all my imagination. ”

Duke Abel shook his head, the cold sweat on his body dried, and he went back to bed.

That night, he had insomnia.

The next day, Duke Abel was busy as usual, repairing the fortress, issuing demon bounties in the Black Forest, handling military affairs, recruiting new soldiers, planning food and supplies, and so on.

Late at night, he went to rest, and as soon as he lay down for a while, he fell asleep.

"Come~come~~" The voice like the call of the mother in childhood reappeared, and then the same dream reappeared。。。。。 Another sleepless night.

For the next four or five days, Duke Abel repeated the dream, in which he could only watch the warriors being slaughtered senselessly, and he could only stand helplessly.

"Why do you keep dreaming about this?" Duke Abel was almost terrified of the night now, and he hated the feeling of powerlessness.

Eventually, however, night will come.

This time, Duke Abel was lying on the bed, his eyes wide open, and although he was very tired, he still did not dare to close his eyes, so he just kept them open, staring at the magic lamp.

He was afraid that dream would come again.

Suddenly, he heard a soft 'click' in his ears, he hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw nothing, and just as he thought he was too tired and had auditory hallucinations, a voice sounded in his ears: "Do you want to have power?" ”

"Who?" Duke Abel turned his head to see a figure in his bedroom, and at the same time, Abel smelled a very pleasant fresh fragrance in his nose.

Duke Abel was also a playboy in Hot Springs when he was young, and he used to be suave, and he knew that it was the natural body fragrance of a woman as soon as he smelled the faint smell.

It smelled good, and Duke Abel sniffled unconsciously, which lowered his guard a little.

In any case, someone with this kind of aura will definitely not be a demon, but appearing in his room late at night, this is basically impossible to be a decent person.

"You are?" Duke Abel asked, his hand already lightly touching the hilt of his sword, and if something went wrong, he would immediately draw it.

"Don't be nervous, Duke." The figure shook her head slightly, her voice was soft and very pleasant to listen to.

But Duke Abel had never seen anything, how could he be deceived by such a simple means, he whispered: "Don't go around the corner with me, tell me what you mean!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a milky white soft light emitting from the woman in front of him, and this light was dotted and filled the entire room, and a few seconds later, 'Huh~' A pair of golden wings appeared behind the woman.

"You are an angel of the divine realm?" Duke Abel was not a lonely man, and when he saw this image, he immediately recognized it.

The other party didn't answer, she walked up slowly, her body was as soft as a snake, until she reached Duke Abel's side, she leaned down, looked at Duke Abel with slightly sharp eyes, and said in a low voice: "Lord Duke, a commander who shoulders the fate of the human race should not be without strength, otherwise, everything in the dream will become a reality." ”

"You brought that dream to you?" Duke Abel reacted immediately.

The angel looked at the Duke with pity: "No, that's a rehearsal of the future, and one day in the future, the demon will return." ”

"But we have a legendary magician。。。。。。"

"No, it's not enough for him alone, the Abyss Lord Noshamas is much more powerful than him, and you are the commander of the allies。。。。。。 Abel, are you willing to bear this fate? ”

"I 。。。。。。" Duke Abel instinctively felt that something was wrong there, but this golden brilliance, beautiful woman, and gorgeous holy power wings could not be faked, and the scene in the dream resurfaced, and he was in a trance, and nodded: "Of course I want to, but I don't have the strength." ”

"God will give you the strength you give to the pastor, just open your heart and accept Him."

The angel said softly, and a chalice appeared in her hand, exactly like the Grail of Radiance, containing a cup of milky glowing liquid.

"Drink it, drink it, and you will have power beyond mortals."

Duke Abel took the chalice and tasted it carefully, only to feel that the liquid was rich and warm, and drank it in his mouth, although it was only a little, but the fatigue caused by his busy day suddenly faded, and the whole person was refreshed.

His doubts were immediately dispelled, and he drank the liquid from the Holy Grail in one gulp.

As soon as the liquid entered his stomach, Duke Abel felt that his body was filled with an indescribably powerful force, as if a fire rose from his stomach and then flowed to the limbs, and he seemed to be able to destroy everything.

He looked up at the angel again, but saw that she was slowly retreating, her figure becoming blurred little by little, and her voice came from the air: "Duke, cherish the gift of the gods, save the fate of the human race, and destroy those demons。。。。。。 Remember your responsibility! ”

Duke Abel took a deep breath, got up, and saluted seriously to the fading light and shadow: "I will not forget my mission, I will destroy all the darkness on the continent." Whoever stands in my way, I'll destroy it! ”

There was a chuckle in the air, and after a few more moments, the golden dots of light in the air vanished, and the room returned to normal.

If it weren't for the tremendous power flowing through his body, Duke Abel would have almost thought it would be another dream.

Thinking of the power, Abel looked at his hand again, and as soon as his mind moved, he saw that there was a dark red condensation aura on his hand.

"Why is it dark red, shouldn't it be golden。。。。。。 Forget it, the power is real, that's enough! The slight doubt in Duke Abel's heart lasted only for a moment, and then it was washed away by the joy brought by the great power.

He remembered his mission: "Yes, demons, clean up demons, you must destroy all the demons in the Black Forest, no, not only the Black Forest, but the demons of the entire Feroman are my enemies, and I will sweep away all the darkness." God, I will not let you down! ”

After this thought, Abel quickly remembered his brother King Lane: "Lane is a waste, he was born a few years before me, and he became a king as a result, no, I am not reconciled!" (To be continued.) )