Legend has it that the world has an end, and at the end of the world, there are endless dreams. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For this ancient saying that has been passed down from generation to generation on the grassland, it should not be believed. But now, he believed—at the end of the prairie was an endless ocean. The chieftain, who lived deep inland, never imagined that there was such a world at the end of the steppe.

It should also be thought that the grassland is already the most extensive existence in the world. In the face of the ruthless prairie, no matter how powerful a warrior is, he can only bend his back. But now, he saw something even greater—the sea!

Boundless navy!

It's so small, is there only this level of land that I galloped on before? I am so weak and small in front of the ocean, but ...... That's exactly what I want!

Since leaving the Golden Family, he had no time to think about this, and he struggled the grassland with his followers who were willing to follow him. The originally fiery heart was gradually cooled by the ice and snow on the grassland. But now, in the face of the shock of the sea, the heart that has lost its temperature is burning again.

I felt my insignificance in my heart, but my heart was excited!

The men of the steppe are so strange, they maintain awe in the face of the mighty forces of nature. But in the broad mind of the steppe people, there is a stronger emotion burning - with this body smaller than sand, above the world!

How exhilarating that must be?!

The roar in his heart is his heartbeat!

"The glory is on the other side, let's go on the expedition! Mazda Blesses, endless ravages and conquests! ”

The warriors chanted the name of the Lord God, but Altaïr, the white-clad priest, bowed his head, opened the steel Bible in his hand, bound by chains, and prayed in a low voice. The red flames began to leap from the Bible, enveloping all the steppe cavalry in a matter of moments.

Under the influence of the red light, the steppe people, who were originally faintly out of breath, as if they were suppressed by something, instantly felt light.

"Mazda is supreme! Mazda is great!"

God is always the only one who can fight against God. Even though it has been countless years since it falls, the power of the true god still remains in this cold world. As long as there are believers who still fervently call on that divine name, even if the source of power has been depleted, the power will still respond to the believers. As it was done countless years ago, leading to a true miracle.

Under the protection of the true gods, even the divine might of the alien gods no longer seems to be terrifying. Even the sensitive and fragile horses were reverted to their former ferocity and fanaticism under the appeasement of the true God.

The leader of the Qiyan tribe brandished his saber and shouted loudly, and he was greeted by the incomparably high cheers of the tribesmen. The poor people saw the burning Wren in the distance, the panicked crowd, the heavily armed opponents, and ...... Endless glory and riches!

At an astonishing speed, hundreds of steppe cavalry were like the sharpest razor in the hands of General Winter. With incredible horsemanship, they galloped through the parting sea and plunged headlong into the crowd of Normans who were in the harbor.

The Normans, who had already penetrated deep into the city of Rennes and were indulging in the plundering of the weak, obviously did not expect that there would be such a powerful cavalry at the port of Rennes. Obviously, it was already within the kingdom of God at this time, and God had promised them everything, but these sudden strange cavalry seemed to be completely unaffected, and under the charge led by the Sun Knights, the steppe cavalry was like a knife cutting butter, easily killing several times from the Norman light infantry.

Everything, it's so simple.

Horses with their crotch in touch with their hearts and minds cut through the crowd at high speed, and the knights could easily cut off the head of a Norman with the power of their horses by flattening their scimitars - how easy, praise Mazda!

In order to facilitate their own plunder, except for weapons that could not be thrown away under any circumstances, the vast majority of Normans chose to put down some of their armor and even go into battle lightly. There was nothing wrong with doing so, after all, there was so much wealth in front of them, and the completely frightened lambs in front of them no longer had any intention of resisting. All they have to do is reach out and take that wealth into their own hands. But now......

The Normans, who had just turned into hunters and plundered in the city of Rennes, had now become the prey of real hunters. Sabres reaped greedy lives, but the mighty cavalry did not begin to collect the spoils as usual. They followed in the footsteps of the patriarch, relying on the mobility of their horses, and constantly strangled the remnants of the fleeing soldiers around them.

Hundreds of cavalry with several times the number of war horses, relying on incomparably superb skills, constantly galloped through the city of Rennes. Under this tsunami of cavalry, no Norman could be called a one-hit enemy. As soon as the Qiyan tribe charged, the other party had already begun to rout.

The warriors of the Qiyan tribe laughed loudly at these cowards who could only paddle, and as the leader, although they knew that these were just miscellaneous soldiers, and definitely not the elite of the other party, this feeling of wanton killing...... It's so cool!

Praise Mazda!

"Hahaha, what a perfect fight! Wren is more perfect tonight because he is not perfect, are you right, Altaïr? ”

"It was a terrible fight." Altaïr rode on horseback, and in the eyes of the pious priests, the whole city burned. At the same time, countless white souls wailed, gathering towards somewhere in the sky—which was clearly not the direction of the heavenly kingdom: "This should have been the perfect battle, for Mazda to bear witness to our piety." ”

The patriarch and the priest talked and laughed loudly, but the two of them looked relaxed. But it was hard to hide the pressure in his heart, and the goal of this time was to assist Xinluos. But now the whole of Wren is burning, and the Normans have even stormed the inner city. So it's very obvious who wins or loses...... Don't be okay with Sinloth!

Because of the previous desertion of the Britannian Navy, there were hardly many people left in the port. At this time, there were indeed not many Normans who stayed in the port to plunder, and in a short time, under the leadership of the two of them, the steppe cavalry had already cleared the cavalry at the port. Neither Altaïr nor Hayage were familiar with Wren's path. Just as the two leaders looked at each other, not knowing where to charge next, a deafening roar came from behind them.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The well-trained horses suddenly stirred, and the riders hurriedly began to calm their mounts. And just as the whole cavalry group began to stir, a dark shadow suddenly caught up from behind, and a beautiful tail flick drifted towards the steppe knights - the huge pitch-black body, the smooth shape made of steel, the huge power that crushed the ground when moving, and the constantly rotating ice crystal drill bit all showed the grassland knights the purest cruel beauty.

"What people!"

The unheard-of monster in front of him apparently startled the steppe people, and just as the steppe people were at a loss, Altaïr was the first to react. He threw his steel bible at the drifting chariot, and the chains instantly wrapped around a protrusion on the chariot, and Altaïr, who was sitting on his horse, pulled the chains like a large bird.

The priest in the white robe was extremely agile, and as soon as he climbed into the corner of the chariot, he bent down and stabbed the hidden blade hidden in his sleeve into the glass of the chariot.

Fourth!

However, to the stunned white-robed priest, the sharp Hidden Blade made by Desmond and enchanted by a magician was directly broken in two in the collision with the shell of the chariot. Although the behavior of the white-robed priest could be called brave, he was still powerless in the face of the huge kinetic energy of the chariot, and could only watch as the chariot drifted and crashed towards the knights.

At this speed, it's too late to escape......

Chirping!

Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, the chariot stopped steadily in front of the cavalry group in a series of teeth-making roars. Just when everyone was stunned and didn't know what kind of development it was, the door to the chariot was opened. The pale-faced green-robed witch pushed the car door and said to the white-robed priest Lian Sheng who was hanging in the car: "Get in the car quickly, there is no time to explain!" ”

The white-robed priest looked inside the car, except for Xanalot, who had already gotten into the car at some point, there was also a little girl with a puffed face sitting in the car - the already beautiful fiery red ponytail became more brilliant, and the originally holy green eyes had completely transformed into two dark reds.

A dark red like a flame from hell.

Altaïr was stunned, but Nanorca had already stepped on the gas pedal again. The chariot roared and started abruptly, and galloped towards the burning Rennes.

"Mazda Blessed!"

The patriarch brandished his saber and shouted, and the cavalry, though equally unclear, was demoralized in an instant. They laughed maniacally and rushed into Wren, who had been reduced to a sea of fire.

……

The miserable cat-eyed girl tried to sneak up on the Boneless once more, but was defeated again in the face of the unflawed golden rage. Burning III and Tillfeng didn't know how many times they collided, but they couldn't help each other. It's just that the weapon itself may not be able to tell the winner, but the difference in strength between the two masters is too obvious.

"Meow!"

"Third Miss, leave it to us here." I don't know who took the cats who were knocked out by anger, and the man seemed to want to let Assasin hide behind him, but he subconsciously glanced back, but in an instant, he was overwhelmed: "What about the eldest lady...... Hum! ”

The consequence of being distracted on the battlefield was that the man was hit hard by his opponent, and Assasin saw the stars in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see the situation in front of her for a while. The cats shook their heads, helping Burning III to disappear into thin air again.

"Assasin hates you meow! Curse you for not having a girl like in your life! ”

The enraged cats puffed up their faces and sent their most vicious curse to the battle-hardened Norman leader. But the blow of the boneless was so heavy that for a while she could even walk a little shaky, let alone take revenge. She stood there with her figure hidden, expecting the dizziness in her brain to pass soon.

I want to break that nasty magic sword.

No one who had actually faced Tyrfin could imagine the true horror of that magic sword. The already gorgeous blade of the sword, nourished by blood and life, is exuding endless brilliance - this is a magic sword born for killing!

The wail of life, the shedding of blood, the sinking of the soul. All of this is exactly what it is constantly pursuing. The more people die on the battlefield, the more powerful this chaotic and evil artifact becomes!

Under the firelight and snowflakes, Assasin's eyes, which were already groggy, were even more strange. It's ridiculous to say that the three powerful Sunrise Knights can now only join forces to stop the Norman leader. The Knight of the Sun was supposed to stand at the top of the human race, but it was only at this time that the three of Arian Heard discovered that the human race could still be so strong...... Ivar, covered in golden light, is as invincible as a true god!

"Purr ......"

Assasin shook his head, feeling better, the cat was about to step forward, only to find a Xenomorph scimitar dropped to the ground - after all, it was a prepared evacuation, and when Mariana led people away, she naturally took some important items with her. It's just that at this time, the fierce battle is in full swing, and neither of the warring sides is in the mood to care about the scimitar that accidentally fell to the ground.

"It's a sin-cleansing rhino horn meow!"

Seeing this scimitar, Assasin's cat's eyes lit up instantly. When the elder grandfather taught her martial arts, he taught her double swords. It's a pity that when she came to this world, her annoying father never let her touch the horns of the sinful rhinoceros. But now...... Daddy isn't here.

For a long time, the horn of the sin-cleansing rhino has had some kind of unspeakable attraction for Assasin. Now that the situation is so critical, even if Daddy knew about it, he wouldn't be angry, right?

The stealthy cat tiptoed, bypassing the warring sides all the way, and easily came to the side of the rhinoceros horn, but unfortunately it was still the same as before, and the father drew the knife so smoothly, and she ...... Assasin opened his mouth and bit the hilt, but he couldn't pull it out anyway.

"Well, the rhinoceros horn also bullied meow!"

Just as Assasin, who was puffing out his face, was about to kick the nasty scimitar a few times to get angry, a heavy sigh rang out in Assasin's head.

"Thousands of monks and thousands of Buddhas died in blood, and the punishment should be opened to the world!"

"What meow?!"

The girl was in shock, but countless sunshines suddenly fell overhead, lighting up the entire night sky. And the sin-cleansing rhino horn, which could not be pulled out alive or dead, popped out of the scabbard on its own, revealing the water-like blade. Assasin hesitated, and grasped the beautiful scimitar.

In the next moment, an incomparably dazzling blood-colored brilliance enveloped Assasin's entire body.

(To be continued.) )