"Tete?" Ronningt's eyes were glazed as he looked at Allen who lifted his visor. . .

"Surprise or not, surprise or not?" Alan grinned and walked up to Ronningt's side, but the whole body was tense under the appearance of the hippie smile, and the three edges of his right hand. The military assassins are ready to get to know the gold medalists of this southern parish.

"You... You.. You! "Ronningt, you haven't said anything for a long time.

Ronningt, who was originally stunned, was ready to dedicate himself to the Holy Father, and had just forcibly burned the fire of life, just to get rid of a Tiger Praetorian Guard, and he had no extra strength to continue fighting, but when he was ready to accept his fate, a guy suddenly popped out, and actually attacked and killed another Praetorian Guard, and greeted him with a hippie smile, and most importantly, this guy is also the most wanted criminal of the Holy See, known as the Son of Chaos, and has caused heavy losses to the Southern Diocese, The henchman of the dead Lando, the bloodhoof chief of the Barbarian tribe---- Montal. Lun.

For Montal. Len, since Ronningt was half killed by Conslet's move, has conducted an in-depth investigation into him.

He used to be the top wealthy nobleman of the Rock Kingdom, distributed outpost counties, castle otaku, played with the outpost county diocese and applauded, killed the Beamon Belle bear, blessed by the power of the gods, absconded by Huronte, turned into a barbarian tribal chieftain, and then robbed the human merchants, deceived the southern diocese supplies, and became famous in the first battle of the disabled Iron Horse Beast Legion, etc.

As the chief temple paladin of the southern diocese, Ronningt knew Huron better than anyone else, so he didn't care much about Alan, the son of chaos, at first, and even felt insignificant.

After all, most of Allen's previous titles had prefixes such as "waste", "stupid", and useless.

Lonningt felt that the strange god was blind, and blessed this waste, it was better to find a murderer or a wanted criminal.

Because the Holy See's literature records that whenever a child of chaos is blessed by a different god, there will be a chain reaction in a short period of time, and everything such as war, death, and disaster will be accompanied by the birth of the child of chaos.

And the records of the Children of Chaos in the literature are very detailed, and the guys in it who are named the Children of Chaos are all species from other planes in another world, and they are not good birds before they go to the San Cassis continent to make wind and rain, and they are generally famous when they are in their hometowns.

And this Montal. Lun, he doesn't know anything about fighting spirit, he can't do martial arts, it's just a waste, but he just relies on the prestige of Grand Duke Locke to bully good people and tease aristocratic girls, etc., etc., and do some things that can't be put on the table.

At that time, Lonningt still thought that Huron was too cautious, wasn't it just that this waste father sent his men who secretly protected him to kill your retinue of warriors, as for it, how could such a lofty name as the son of chaos be worthy of this piece of rubbish.

However, it was not until the sunset that the Bloodhoof tribe transformed itself and beat the Iron Horse Legion in all directions that Ronning really admired Hurent's foresight, as a bastard like Allen, he should have recklessly killed him when he first found the signs, or it would have been impossible to cause such a big loss to the southern diocese.

The elite of the Holy See, who died indirectly or directly at the hands of Allen, is no less than three digits.

Especially when he first saw Allen, he really remembered it too deeply, that guy led a group of plain giants, like the big brother of the Ishii gang, shouted to fuck your mother and then rushed to the reinforcements of the southern diocese, and this guy carried a broken hammer in his left hand and a big halberd in his right hand, and his moves were vicious and vicious, and he scolded his mother while beating back, not like a top nobleman at all, and he was shameless to take advantage of so many Holy Light priests who were stunned by the sword qi of the Sword Saint and took advantage of the danger of others.

Looking at the Beamon army beneath the city wall that surrounded the Holy Light Castle, Ronningt looked at Allen, and felt that this guy was really worthy of the title of Son of Chaos.

"What's the matter, little Tete, I'm not happy to see me?" Alan still has a hippie smile, as if the two have been friends for many years rather than old enemies.

Lonningt smiled bitterly and said, "Beamon's army, you brought it in?" ”

"Don't button your hat." Alan rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not the Beast Emperor, what his father asks him to do, what he does." ”

"How did you end up here?"

After Allen briefly explained two sentences, he pretended to continue: "Oh, you are also quite innocent, people want to arrest Dina, who knows that Beamon's intelligence network is so backward, hehe, let your southern diocese take the blame." ”

Originally, Lonningt was as strong as stepping into a coffin with half a foot, and when he heard the cause and effect, the qi and blood in his body surged and he almost fainted.

Fucking Beamon orcs are catching that Titan bloodline inheritor, if you want to find it, you will also go to the Great Wasteland to find it, what are you doing in our southern diocese?

Seeing Allen's smug look, Ronningt gritted his teeth and said, "So what, those Praetorian Guards have already stormed the Holy Light Castle, and any one of them will ask that barbarian half-breed in your Bloodhoof Tribe." ”

"I know." Alan scratched his head and said, "So I'm not trying to find a way to delay them for a while." ”

"Procrastination?" Lonningt sneered: "I admit that your Bloodhoof Tribe is not what it used to be, but in the face of such a large number of Beamon troops, it is only a matter of time before the Bloodhoof Tribe is razed to the ground. ”

Alan didn't answer his words, but asked in confusion: "I heard from those Praetorian Guards just now that they said that the No. 1 target and the No. 2 target, besides Dina, what other important people are in the Holy Light Castle?" ”

Lonningt was also asked, just now he had heard what the Beamon army said about the number one target and the second target, but he couldn't think of any other important people in the Holy Light Castle at this time other than the two cardinals.

Before Lonningt could find an answer, a fierce collision of weapons came, and the two of them looked back, only to see a black-robed ascetic protecting a young man who was fighting with a Tiger Guard.

"Who's that?" Alan pointed to the young man.

Ronningt looked confused and subconsciously shook his head.

Except for the ascetic and the young man, a group of powerless believers in the Holy Light Castle huddled together in terror, and behind them was a Tiger Praetorian Guard, rudely pushing them with two broadswords.

Seeing that the old tiger prince was about to run here after the ascetic, Alan slipped away without saying a word, and hid behind the watchtower to observe in the dark.

The group of believers were all civilians in the fort, about thirty or forty people, most of them were the staff responsible for the daily life of the high-ranking people, and there were also relatives and family members of the temple paladins.

A tear-stained woman was holding her infant baby, and because she stumbled two steps lower, she was kicked to the ground by the tiger prince behind her, and the baby fell out of the swaddling clothes, either painfully or touching the cold ground and making him uncomfortable, and then wailing and crying by nature.

Perhaps because the baby's cry was too noisy, the tiger prince snorted coldly, holding a broadsword and about to slash it down, the baby's mother hugged the tiger prince's thigh and couldn't stop begging.

And the prince of the Tiger clan seemed to enjoy the pleasure of controlling the life and death of others, and he kept swinging his broadsword at the baby's head, and the mother's eyes were red, her voice was hoarse and her throat was broken, and her knees were bleeding from the constant rubbing of the ground.

"Jason, help me get rid of this ascetic, don't play." The Tiger Clan's prince, who had fought with the ascetic, shouted angrily to the back.

The Tiger Guard, named Jason, kicked the baby's mother away with one kick and attacked the ascetic with an unhappy face.

Seeing this scene, Lonningt supported his weak body, knelt down and crawled to the crying mother and baby, and kept whispering comfort.

The ascetic, who had already been seriously injured, still had to protect the young man behind him, and under the attack of two tiger clan princes with incomparable brute strength and profound martial skills, he soon showed a disadvantage, and his left shoulder was grabbed if he was not careful, and the situation was even more dangerous.

"Lord Ronningt, protect this young man." The ascetic shouted on his own, "Rush out with him." ”

Ronningt patted the baby's little head next to him, smiled wryly and shook his head.

At this time, he had no extra strength, and his body endured the sequelae of forcibly burning the fire of life, and the negative effects of dizziness, pain, paralysis, and difficulty breathing were like maggots on the tarsal bones, making it difficult for him to even stand up.

Even if he was in his heyday and was not affected by the Elemental Confinement Circle, he had no chance of winning in the face of such a large number of Beamon troops, let alone escorting a person to escape.

Seeing that Lonningt did not come to help, the ascetic had no choice but to use the life-for-life style to attack the two tiger princes, but unfortunately, the two tiger princes wearing special full-body armor were only slightly injured, and took advantage of the ascetic's lack of strength to smash the ascetic's throat with one claw.

And the young man also took the opportunity to walk to Lonningt's side, although his figure was slightly embarrassed, but the expression on his face was neither happy nor sad.

"Holy ... My Son? How did you end up here? Ronning was shocked, and only then did he finally recognize the young man's identity.