Under the forbidden spell, everything was soaked in a blood-red color.

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Skulls, arms, stumps, broken corpses, broken weapons, everything was soaked in a blood-red soak, leaving only a blackened red, and the contrast with the collapse of the arena presented the edge of these madness to Aaron's eyes.

The snow continued to fall, trying to hide all the madness and gore that had been crushed by the war. And the big dark clouds in the sky, like tiles, are stacked on top of each other, and they continue to get worse.

It was all bloody, bringing a sense of visual exhaustion, and Aaron's fingers landed on his forehead and rubbed it gently. It's just that when I took it down, I still didn't see any other changes in front of me.

There was a continuous strong red in his eyes, and he lowered his head to smell the strong smell of blood, but Aaron found that he showed no signs of vomiting, and the desire to kill rose in his chest.

"Is this the blessing effect of the eight-star brutal attribute?" Aaron's wry smile looked complicated, and he turned his head to look at the knight kneeling beside him, his ankles soaked in blood, against the blood-colored background, and the other party's body shivered in the cold wind and snowflakes.

The knight who guarded the gate at the beginning.

Aaron didn't expect 'he' to be a woman.

Her eyes were fixed in one place, and the black battle helmet covered her long hair and half of her face, but she could feel her sassy face!

"Knight, keep staying here, I believe you can't explain to the nobles of White Forest City why you are still alive."

No matter what tone Aaron used, being in the midst of a forbidden spell call made his voice sound extremely stiff and hollow. This also accentuates the wryly smile grooves at the corners of Aaron's mouth.

On the other hand, the female knight who was still trembling in front of her, not only did she not dare to respond to Aaron's words. He didn't even dare to raise his forehead casually.

"Take Claudia and leave, it's now. Go to the Northern Continent, go to a place called Linfeng City, and find an earl. Not...... His name was William. ”

At present, the only Void Grand Summoner who can summon forbidden spells deserves Aaron's attention.

Claudia's body has a mysterious item that can amplify summoning, and it doesn't matter to Aaron.

Under the Forbidden Spell of Summoning, the Warriors of the Holy Order are only responsible for killing and destroying, all the consequences and culpability. It will all fall on the head of the summoner.

Separated by two different continents, there is only so much Aaron can help Claudia.

Command a strange female knight from the West to escort her to the North Continent.

As for whether this unknown female knight was trustworthy, Aaron felt the need to be shocked.

"Stop!"

The Lady Knight of the Westside grabbed Claudia, who had lost her soul, under the gaze of the Spartan Order. Head in the direction of the nearest exit. But at this moment, suddenly, there was a loud shout from behind. The body that makes the female knight of the Westlands lean forward. and trembling legs wanted to speed up, but under the watchful eye of the Spartan Order's warriors, she still stopped her body very wisely.

"Congratulations, Knight of the West. Survivors of the forbidden spell, we look forward to seeing you again! ”

With the outline of the corners of Aaron's mouth, for a moment. The female knight of the Western Frontier was as tense as a stone.

But after hearing this, she was stunned for a moment, and exhaled short, spasmodically.

Quickly leave this 'purgatory on earth' with Claudia, the Grand Summoner of the Void. It's different from just now. The heart of the female knight of the Western Realm has been imprinted with an indelible mark.

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The departure of Claudia, the Void Summoner, made Aaron feel that the remaining ten minutes of battle time were speeding up. When this feeling became more and more intense, a white figure jumped from the edge of the collapsed arena and landed steadily with a vibration of the arena.

As the sharp silver pupils shrank and shrank, the force under the ten-fingered steel claws increased, and from the hands of Kurush, the king of the greenway guards, it was thrown out of the trembling body of Prince Kenawan.

Rolling to the ground with a pop, accompanied by a muffled snort, in the cold weather, Crown Prince Kenavan's face was dripping with hot beads of sweat.

As far as the eye could see, the arena was littered with blood and corpses, and that was ...... It was a dead man's cheek.

A terrifying scene sharply stained Crown Prince Genewan's brain.

From less than a few centimeters in front of him, Crown Prince Kenavan noticed that he was taped to a dead man's face, but he soon realized that the face that occupied his pupils was swollen with blood, and where it was shattered and cut, the bones that turned up like white petals were shocking.

The strong smell of blood drilled into his nostrils, and the pampered Crown Prince Kenavan seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, tears rolled out of his red, sunken eye sockets one by one, and he stood up with a 'whoosh', half-bent over, and vomited violently.

"A lowly prisoner, with a crown on his head, dares to stand in front of my emperor!"

Without Aaron's signal, the enraged Spartan Orders warriors immediately raised their heavy spears and struck Crown Prince Kenavan in the knee.

The two heavy spears, one on the left and one on the right, were angled so that the bones below the knee of the captive with the crown on their heads were broken with a brush.

Kurush's eyelids jumped, and all he heard in his ears was a "click", followed by a miserable howl, "Ah~~~~" Crown Prince Kenawan's final vomit returned, mixed with the snot and tears on his face, and soaked into the wrinkles on his face.

There is no royal glory to speak of, and in the eyes of the Spartans Spartans, Crown Prince Kenavan has no endurance.

Crown Prince Kenawan's pig-killing noise made his mouth once again be taken care of by the soldiers of the Spartan Holy Order. The heavy spear of the Spartans was not something that anyone could withstand, even if it was only the opposite end of the spear blade.

Knock, knock, knock! After three muffled voices, Crown Prince Kenavan stopped howling, and a thick bloodshot hung from the deformed hollow mouth in his eyes.

The Spartan Order ripped off his golden crown and grabbed his hair to tilt his head back, as the whites of Prince Kenawan's eyes turned upwards to fill his eye sockets like two hard-boiled eggs with their shells peeled off.

Seeing this scene in his eyes and torturing a dying man does not mean anything to Aaron.

After a while, a sword that shimmered with cold light was already on Crown Prince Kenawan's neck, and the force in his hand increased, and his head immediately rolled off.

The action is done in one go and is clean.

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(Ahem, ask for a recommendation ticket!) (To be continued......)