"I've won!" Rubeus shot his bow and arrow, killing a man who tried to get close to him.

Under the influence of heraldic ability, the closer those people get to them, the greater the restraint they will be, and without weapons, they will only have one result, and that is to be shot.

However, even without the help of merit ability, he has absolute confidence in himself, although he is not allowed to practice as a knight, but Ruber is still in contact with shooting day after day, if he has extraordinary strength in his body, he will definitely become a marksman.

Perhaps because of this, Rubeus has ambitions beyond the average person, and he is always not satisfied.

He watched Sam rush towards Mansra, raising his head slightly, like a victor looking at a loser.

"It's not enough, Mansra may have the possibility of a comeback, only by leaving him in this forest completely, can I win it completely!"

"Don't you do it yet?" Pullo's attack was not heavy, and the xenos were only slightly injured so far: "Your goods are all going to be transported away!"

"No, wait. Mansra looked at Sam as he rushed over, his eyes full of disgust and disdain.

"Sam~~~" Sam shouted his name, holding a big sword, like a wild buffalo running wild, kicking up countless dead leaves and dust, as if to crash everything in front of him.

It was also at this time that the coat of arms on the back of Mansla's hand completely lit up.

The deeds of the ancestors were circulating in Mansra's heart at this moment.

"Why can't I go to the front?" Viskley Rockaway had already possessed great strength before he had even earned the name of nobility.

The northern front was also in need of a powerful knight like him, but he was assigned to the south to carry out the so-called territorial development.

"At the end of the day, I still don't trust, I don't trust the other half of my blood. Viskelly looked at the people around him who looked at him strangely, and his heart became more and more painful.

Like giants, alien races that do not have the power of sin, but cause damage to human society, are also called aliens.

However, although some aliens are able to communicate with humans and have normal intelligence, they are still generally considered monsters.

The battle line to the north was a battle with an alien race, and Veskeley, who had a mixed race and was quite strong, naturally became a problem.

It is said that it is here to open up a new territory, but in fact it is a kind of exile out of sight and out of mind.

He longs for others to recognize his loyalty to his country, but even he is attached to his alien blood.

He wanted to go to the north to make a contribution, but was exiled to a remote area in the south.

He despised the monsters in the wilderness, but sometimes, he felt like one of them.

He's a genius and a monster.

At that time, Roya, who was still a wilderness, could not do any merit, except by using his own foreign bloodline to make a fuss.

He was unwilling to be defeated by reality, but in the end he still admitted defeat to reality.

Using his alien bloodline as an opportunity, he united the monsters around Roya, led them into a trap, and condensed his merits with this matter.

"Contradictory bait"

Mansra's eyes were red, as if blood was about to drip out, and a trace of inhuman breath overflowed from him, and his face was hideous, as if he was gritting his teeth.

"Sir Rubeus, do you think you have won?"

"No, it's going to be me!

"We're friends. He didn't dodge Sam's attack, but just said something bland and flat.

A force erupted from the coat of arms, like an invisible ripple twisting and transmitting, encompassing all the aliens that approached.

The xenos who besieged him, as well as Sam who rushed over, were affected at the same time.

Even Purdo was affected somewhat, but he rubbed his fingers lightly on his brow, and the effect slowly dissipated.

But this is when Purdo himself did not have much ill will towards Mansra that the impact would be so small.

The first effect of the contradictory bait is the charm of the alien.

As long as they are hated by humans, or disgusted with humans, they will instantly turn the disgust projected on Mansra into a liking for him.

The half-blood giant is easily provoked or bewitched, his brain circuit is very simple, under this force, the others are fine, Sam was stunned for a moment.

"Sam's friend?"

"Yes, clear the way for your friends!" said Mansra, holding back his nausea, his eyes full of hatred.

Mansra has too many contradictions, he prides himself on being noble, but he knows how his ancestors came to be noble.

He despised the second sons of nobles who became monks as defectors, but in a sense, his ancestors were also traitors.

He ridiculed others for their lowly methods, but his own methods were often even more inferior.

He did not want to be a so-called decoy, so he did not respond in the woods during the day, but at night, he had to let go of his defenses and become a decoy to attract enemy attacks.

As if inherited from the character of his ancestors, Mansra is also extremely conflicted.

Even the fate is similar, in order to keep the glory of what he has done, he has to resort to the power of aliens.

It was with this ability that Mansra turned the tide in an instant, and the outliers, led by Sam, shouted to clear the obstacles for their friends, and rushed towards Rubeus and the others, who were armed with bows and arrows.

The louder the cries of the xenos, the more ugly Mansra's face became.

"I guess your ancestor's mood should be similar to what you are now. Purdo said sarcastically.

"Being in the land of humans, but being hostile to humans and guarded against them, exiled to the wasteland, and when gathering alien monsters, I gained trust from them. ”

"Those monsters back then, I'm afraid they were also chanting for Vesqueli like this, showing their absolute trust in him. ”

Purdo laughed merrily, and Vesqueley's deeds were too sarcastic.

To add insult to injury, Veskeley also betrayed the only 'friends' who trusted him at the end.

With the image of indifference and selfishness, he reaped the so-called 'glory'.

"I didn't call you here to mock me. Mansra's expression twisted, and he raised his hand, the light on the coat of arms flickering.

"Let Sir Rubeus taste the bitter fruit now. ”

A force spilled out of the coat of arms, only this time it didn't emanate, but wrapped Mansra himself, and the bones of his body shook, and the whole person seemed to be much taller.

If the alien charm is the shield in the 'decoy of contradictions', then the spear is the embodiment of the spear.

He will give feedback according to the different abilities of the charm, the power of nature, and bless the owner of the coat of arms, and this blessing is only a blessing of the power of nature, and will not change the user's own bloodline.

Corresponding to the result of Vescley borrowing the power of the alien to fulfill himself.

"I'm invincible!" Mansra felt the power surging through her body, and quickly followed behind the aliens.

The original advantage disappeared in an instant, and Lu Bo was stunned in place.

"Hit the bull's-eye. Then his expression couldn't help but darken, in the end, it was his decision-making that went wrong.

He just happened to send all the power on his side that was restrained by Mansra.

And this is his decision-making problem, if he wants to kill a nobleman, then it is naturally better to let the alien do it, and it is also convenient for him to clear up the relationship from it.

And because the Mansra family seems to have a connection with the alien race, Ruber once guessed that Mansra's ability was related to the alien race, so he left Sam who was related to the alien race.

However, in the end, he was greedy.

"It's not enough to just get the goods, we want to kill Mansra here. ”

It was in this situation that Rubeus sent Sam to attack Mansra.

"Is this also the fate of the Ruber family?" Ruber's ancestor, who guarded the supplies transported from the rear, achieved his feat, but he was not satisfied with this, he led the team to raid the enemy, wanting to create greater feats, but this time he did not succeed.

After a brilliant success, it will inevitably usher in weakness.

"After all, I still don't have enough power, and if I did, I wouldn't have to borrow the power of the xenomorphs, and I wouldn't have to let Sam face Mansra. ”

Rubeus's hand holding the bow trembled slightly, and the arrow he released shot crookedly.

"Let's go!" he ignored his appearance, turned around and began to run away, only a failure.

He has already discovered Mansra's abilities, and he still has a chance.