The two walked out of the tent and ran up to a tall and thin young officer with a scar on the left side of his face, who was none other than Morris's subordinate, a member of the special forces with super sentient abilities - Jon Steve.

Steve saluted and said,

"General!"

"Hmm!"

Morris answered, his footsteps did not stop, he looked up at the sky, and shouted in a deep voice,

"Where's that thing?"

"In a tent to the east. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Tent!" Morris stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at the tall and thin man, a pair of tiger eyes exuding a compelling sense of oppression, and shouted angrily,

"You let it into the tent,

This is the troops, the headquarters of 3,000 soldiers stationed, and they let it land in the barracks without knowing the other party's intentions, and let it enter the military tent, who allowed it, why didn't they stop it? ”

The young officer opened his mouth, his head drooped,

Morris snorted and walked east with his broadsword, his fierce expression not like a negotiating commander, but like a butcher who drinks wine and sells meat.

As his subordinate and cousin, Steve knew Morris's style, and gave an order to the guards on one side to prepare them for battle, and he quickly chased after him, giving a brief message about the intruder.

"The other party is not human, has no hands, has wings, and his body seems to be made of gold, and when he came, he brought two creatures, one looked like an earth spirit, but it was much taller than the earth spirit, and the other was covered in light, much like Amy, the girl who carried out the death squad's orders a few days ago."

Morris was stunned, "Amy? That little witch! ”

Steve nodded,

Joz, who was in the back, heard the conversation between the two, rushed up quickly, stared at Steve and asked,

"What did you just say, Amy? Amy from The Wizarding Academy? ”

"Yes!" Steve took a step back, "Judging by his appearance, it is indeed an apprentice sent here by the Wizarding Academy, Amy Greenhill Adams. After a pause, he added, "But physically, it doesn't have to be." ”

"Her body is not normal?"

Steve nodded again.

Joz's expression changed slightly, as a high-level wizard, he knew countless ways to change his body, but most of these methods had sequelae, and some would cause irreversible damage to his body.

"What have changed?" Joz asked,

"This ......," Steve shook his head and said, remembering the light coming from the girl's body, "Your Excellency might as well confirm it yourself." ”

The three of them sped up, left the middle camp, and walked straight to the east camp.

The number of people on both sides of the road gradually increased, all of them were idle lazy people, a group of people gathered together, formed a big circle, pointed to the tent in the middle of the circle, and from time to time there were bursts of discussion,

"My lord, it's inside!" Steve pointed to the crowd in front of him and said in a deep voice,

Morris frowned, looked at his cousin beside him expressionlessly, his calm and deep eyes saw Steve's face full of embarrassment, opened his mouth, and finally swallowed, he was not a soldier, just a deviant who followed his cousin to make a living, even if he had the rank of lieutenant and wore the uniform of a battalion commander, no one in the army listened to him.

Halfway, Maurice sighed and said,

"That's it, Steve, take off your uniform and report to the guard in a moment."

"Yes, cousin, no, sir!"

Steve gave a solemn military salute, the corners of his mouth twitched up and down, and he felt impatient no matter how he looked at it.

Morris shook his head helplessly, raised his big polar bear-like hand and slapped him on the shoulder a few times.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound was like a drum, Steve bared his teeth, silently, and after Morris left, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief, rubbed his shoulders and laughed excitedly, he didn't want to be this broken battalion commander for a long time, he is a deviant, even if he looks like a normal person, others will look at him with scrutiny, just like looking at a chimpanzee in a zoo, which makes him very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

"Your men are really interesting." Joz said with a smile,

Morris glared at him, turned to the watchtower, lifted his greatsword with one hand, and slashed hard.

Call!

The cold wind whistled, and the five-foot-tall giant sword, blessed by Maurice's terrifying power, carried a domineering power that broke through everything,

Bang!

The three logs supporting the watchtower shattered directly, and small debris flew everywhere, and in a creaking sound, the watchtower fell to the ground with a thud like a building with its spine removed.

A cloud of dust swept out in all directions, and the soldiers who had gathered around the camp turned their heads and lowered their heads when they saw the man who looked like a polar bear standing by the dust.

"Get out of here!"

Morris shouted, and the soldiers within a radius of dozens of meters trembled in their hearts, and their minds couldn't help but recall the terrible picture of the troll being smashed into minced meat by the big sword, and he didn't dare to stay anymore, he walked out quickly, and his nervous appearance was like a mouse touching a cat, and he didn't dare to breathe.

In the blink of an eye, the soldiers gathered around the area were gone, and the surrounding area was empty, except for a few extraordinary figures.

Maurice strode forward, and as he passed by the church personnel in robes, he stopped, glanced at the glowing medieval greatsword, and said to the owner of the greatsword,

"Griffel, you're coming so fast."

The paladin bowed slightly and said silently,

"Retributing the darkness is the Templars' accusation."

"I hope so."

Morris pursed his lips and gestured to several of his men around him, telling them to stand on guard all around, while he walked slowly towards the tent with Joz and Griffel.

Carefully lifting the curtain, a sharp light like a blade pierced into the eye, accompanied by a cold and piercing terrifying killing machine.

The expressions of the three of them changed, and they hurriedly retreated.

Rumble!

The curtain shattered, and a golden shockwave rippled in all directions, whistling towards the three of them.

"Move closer to me!"

Joz shouted, his cane stuck on the ground, silently chanting syllables, and a milky white energy shield appeared around him.

Boom!

A piercing roar rang out, and the shockwave swept through the energy shield and burst through the fence behind it, disappearing into view with large pieces of debris, dirt and rock.

"Damn, it's the enemy!"

Morris shouted angrily, raised his broadsword with one hand, stepped out of the energy shield, and rushed into the tent like a raging bear.

Broken pieces of cloth flew all over the sky, and as soon as he stepped into the tent, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in his ears, and a golden fist broke through the rags and roared in front of him.

Morris's face changed drastically, and he pushed the blade of the sword sideways with his backhand.

While!

The sound of gold and iron colliding exploded in the tent, the sword body scraped out a spark, and the terrifying power continued to superimpose like a tsunami, Morris's body was half-bowed, trying his best to resist, but even so, his body still couldn't stop retreating,

"Damn bastard, open it for me!"

He roared, the muscles of his body rapidly expanded, cyan veins emerged from under his skin, like earthworms all over his body, and his arms erupted with terrifying power, pushing the sword sideways, pushing the fist on the sword and its owner together.