The City of Wealth, the Avenue of Blood, the Blood Axe Society.

Kruvien leaned against the window and took a preoccupied sip of his wine.

"I don't know what happened to little Roland......"

He whispered and sighed deeply.

But Roland is invited by Farina, and he is powerless to stop it.

It was Farina, the woman who had briefly ruled the city of wealth in secret.

Wanted for assassinating the Duke? No kidding.

Kruvien scoffed.

If Falina had driven the city of wealth out of the city for that ridiculous reason, she would have never been able to conquer the city at all.

Cruvien dismisses the rumors of the outside world - what is the use of the body to be superior, what is the use of poisonous nightingales. If she only had this level, she wouldn't even live long under the urging of this fame.

Farina was indeed a nightingale, and in the beginning she killed several people in that way, and in doing so, she obtained some raw capital. But that doesn't mean she can only kill people by that means.

She had reorganized the City of Wealth in an orderly manner, and if it weren't for the fact that there were too many forces mixed here, and all forces were counterattacking at the same time, she would have almost succeeded.

That's something that only the older generation of regional managers know.

She is not a nightingale who grew up in the city of wealth, but experimental material that escaped from looking out into the White Tower.

From a very young age, she had vowed to destroy the White Tower, so when she was dying on the side of the road, she immediately recognized Kruvien's identity and begged him to sell her into the Fruit Lock.

The rest of Kruvien is unclear, but it was about after she was struck by something and discovered that the art of killing a man could never destroy the White Tower, and since then, she has been learning the art of killing a nation from one of her regulars, a retired aristocratic aide, and in a short time mastering the essence of it, she skillfully and silently kills the shocked old staff.

Only Kruvien vaguely knew about it. It was for this reason that he escaped from the City of Wealth to prevent himself from being killed by the red-eyed Farina.

Later, an earth-shattering event happened in the City of Fortune. But Kruvien didn't know much.

Anyway, he knew in his heart that it was definitely not a chain reaction caused by the failure to assassinate a duke.

If I had to say it, it would be......

"Brother Kruvien."

At this moment, a dull and vague voice came from behind Kruvien, and the mountain shield defender shook the wine bottle in his hand slightly drunkenly, and without looking back, he turned his back to the person who came and whispered, "Blood Knight, would you like a drink?" ”

"I can't ask for it."

Ding.

The sound of metal clashing sounded in front of Kruvine, who raised his head slightly, and tossed the flask in his hand at the Bloodstained Knight in front of him.

With great relief, Kruvien looked at the nameless man with whom he had been for ten years.

Beings like this, who have no name but a code name, are called nameless people.

They are usually sinners or sinners whose names have been cursed by a sorcerer, and whenever someone says their name, the sorcerer who placed the spell will sense them, and trace them down.

The professor was actually cursed with this kind of curse.

But he is too powerful to rely on the enchantment on his body to make others subconsciously forget his name. And even if you are aware of his existence, you will not be able to see him at all if you can't clearly realize that "he is here".

And the Blood Knight is different from him. He's just a mortal.

And at a very young age, he was cursed even more intensely.

He could only wear knight armor stained red with his parents' blood, which he could never take off until he awakened to the origin. Otherwise, air would pour in through the dense and non-healing whip marks on his back, peeling off his skin entirely.

In order not to excrete, he could not even eat, and could only survive through divine magic. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old when he received the curse, and he had to spend every day wearing knight's armor that was at least three circles larger than his body, and he couldn't even walk, so he could only crawl on his knees.

Kruvien felt that sooner or later he would be unable to bear it, and would kill him himself when that day came, lest he suffer even more.

But Kruvien didn't expect that the child would transform himself into an undead spirit by willpower alone after death.

Because there was no ceremony, his undead transformation was incomplete and came at a considerable cost. Like a banshee that a girl who has been abused and killed, this incomplete undead usually has to sacrifice a part of its own existence, and sooner or later it will dissipate naturally.

The Blood Knight chose to attach his soul to the armor and sacrificed all his flesh, thus gaining the power of the top of the Golden Rank. Almost as soon as he stretched out his hand, he could touch his origin.

But the irony is that if he awakens to the Origin now, not only will he not be able to end this suffering, but the bewitched armor will be shattered by the power of the Origin, and the Blood Knight who will become one with the armor will also die.

"Brother Kruvien, you've done what you've told me."

With that, the empty armor man handed over a pair of small black leather boots stained with blood.

Kruvine nodded, and slipped his shoes into a box beside him.

"Speaking of which, the man seems to have left a suitcase behind, but that suitcase needs to be powered by magic, and I can't hold it."

Something suddenly remembered, the Blood Knight added.

"It's okay, that's enough. Beings with magical powers are not going to be around that at night. They also have to be wary of the existence of the magic tree. ”

Kruvien nodded. I looked out the window.

The continuous explosions on the other side of Shatterthroat Avenue made Kruvien worry about Roland's safety.

Seeing that the sky in the distance was faintly red, the smoke rose and turned into twilight clouds, and the cold wind on his side was blowing more and more fiercely, and he saw that it was about to snow.

"Little Roland, I can only help you get here."

He sighed.

Don't be fooled.

"Stay in formation! Engage the enemy freely! Kill when you see the enemy! ”

Roland snorted and led the team forward, crushing the walking corpses that approached him one by one.

Tens, tens, hundreds...... He had lost count of how many walking corpses and spine worms had been crushed by his group. Creatures such as vertebral insects, once they are vigilant, can be said to be completely non-threatening.

A light sideways dodging the attack of the walking corpse, Roland swung the short sword in his hand horizontally with his back to the walking corpse, and instantly severed the arm of the walking corpse.

With a slap on his right foot, Roland turned around and split the spine of the walking corpse and the insects inside into two pieces directly from the middle.

That dagger was the relic of the young stalker—

[Imitation of the Blue Tooth (by Klimov. Copper hammer forged)]

Duel Shortsword (Component Missing - Duel Arm Shield)

Light Blue Delicate

Toughness 3.2, sharpness 8.1, weight 1.0

Special Effects: Severing (this dagger can easily cut through armor below light green without wearing), Ice Blade (has a very small chance of dealing cold damage to enemies when hit, and weakly repairs the wear of the blade), Frost Blade (disabled)

Roland had an impression of the sword. The Blue Fang and Teal Hand are rare light blue set weapons in the early stage, and the Duel Short Sword and Duel Arm Shield add up to a staggering six special effects.

At the sight of it in the stalker's hands, Roland made up his mind to hack the equipment.

Because of its rare severing properties that offset the damage impairment caused by not having a weapon mastery, this weapon can be said to be the first choice for weapon mastery.

And it is not a special weapon, but a military weapon. If you learn how to use the duel dagger, you can learn the dagger and the bayonet sword very quickly.

Hacking this equipment was no harder than Roland thought. He just shouted a reminder behind him to distract his energy. And after giving him a prayer of rest, he took the dagger away, and no one questioned it.

As for the threat of the Lord of Darkness after death, that was not a matter at all in Roland's eyes.

Anyway, sooner or later, he will tear these pseudo-gods to pieces!

It wasn't until all the walking corpses in this area, along with the spine worms inside, were completely destroyed by everyone, that Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief. The experience that I hadn't seen in a long time was once again in front of my eyes.

[You killed 21 corpses that continued to fester, and extracted the Origin Power...... You end up with 42 XP]

[Under your command, your team killed 516 corpses that continued to fester, draining the Origin Power...... You end up with 344 Command Points XP]

It's another experience credit.

Not enough, not enough.

Under the black robe, Roland's smile became gentler and gentler.

The explosion that was triggered before definitely killed a lot of people. There is only one reason why the system doesn't prompt, and that is that it determines that the event has not yet ended, so the reward has not yet been settled.

Indeed, it is not over yet.

Roland's eyes were cold, but his smile was warm.

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Tomorrow's second watch, ask for a recommendation.

By the way, push Sister Xiao Xiao's book [bookid=3612683, bookname="Six Ways of Tangmen"], please don't collect it politely!