Just when Buchen successfully assassinated the first target and was heading west, intending to send the other eight kings to the arms of the goddess, and Sean Sterling had already embarked on the road of revenge, deep in the north of the Western Continent, the edge of the Creator God Alliance and the northern tundra was already a beacon of smoke at this time!

Border of the Duchy of Bertlym.

In the heavy snow that fell one after another, countless black smoke rose to the sky, if you can look down from mid-air, you will find that at this moment, there is no intact village dock fort on the hundreds of miles of border of the Principality of Bertelem, all the villages are burning, all the surviving people are running for their lives, and the whole world seems to have become Shura Hell in just one night!

In the white snow and the still burning, billowing smoke of the ruins, some blood-colored figures in an orderly manner, they searched room by room for the surviving humans, and when they found them, they grabbed them and threw them into the crowd outside the village or the dock fort, tied together like domestic animals, and if they resisted, they would kill the man, carry the headless body to a few large vats outside the village, and lay the corpse on it as if it were bloodletting for a slaughtered pig or dog, until the blood ran dry.

However, it has to be said that the movements of these "people" are not rude, they do not have the barbaric spirit of the orcs at all, but they are very elegant, every move is like this, in fact, they are just doing bloody and cruel things with elegant movements.

But it is precisely this that makes all the surviving humans fear them even more.

However, they don't have to worry about it for long, as the edge of the sphere of influence of the Creation God Alliance, the border area of the Duchy of Bertlem is not a densely populated place, and there are not many people who have been captured, and for the long-hungry blood army, their blood is only enough for tonight's supper......

That's right, it's indeed the Bloods who are now scorching the borders of the Duchy of Bertlem! These are those who look on the surface with pale skin and unusually developed canine teeth in their mouths.

They were all riding on majestic horses, with all their body hair and skin completely shedding, revealing only the amazing pink muscles of Darta, each of them covered with angular fighting spirit, and wearing three layers of heavy armor inside, and the whole person was wrapped in impenetrable air, revealing only a pair of eyes as red as blood.

The impact of these bloodthirsty corpses is so powerful that they can easily break through the gates of a village or a dock fort with just one person and one rider, even if the humans block the gates with stones and sand.

And at this moment, such blood horses scattered on the border of the Duchy of Bertlem, I really don't know if there are 100,000 horsemen!

And this is just the vanguard of the blood army!

This is the world's No. 1 Blood Cloud Iron Horse, this is the power that is enough to sweep away everything, the blood clan has ravaged the Western Land for five thousand years, in the absence of magic, the population is still very sparse, relying on the strength of this everyone is an armed knight!

The blood flame murderous aura of the blood clan is different from the ordinary fighting qi, even if this fighting qi is only at the mere level, it can condense the fighting qi armament!

Because it is different from the resources consumed by ordinary fighting energy, ordinary fighting energy consumes various elements in the space, while blood flame murderous energy consumes the first naked vitality!

It's just that this life force can be taken from people, from all things, but it can't, and can't come from, themselves......

The flames were blazing, and everything in the room crackled under the heat, and a blood knight walked gracefully towards the corner of the room, where there was a little girl curled up, with brown hair, blue eyes, and a few freckles on her fair little face, wearing a patched linen clothes, watching the blood knight approach, she closed her eyes tightly in fear, and prayed to the Messiah, the goddess of creation.

"My Heavenly Mother, Messiah, may my voice reach your ears, please listen to my pleas......" The little girl prayed urgently, her face distorted, and she was about to cry, but it was not her goddess who answered her......

"Little girl, this house is about to burn down, and if you stay here, you will be stoned to death! Let's go out with my sister! ”

This voice is soft and beautiful, soft as the wind, gentle as water, with a bit of warm taste, and it sounds like the voice of an angel.

This is the best sound a little girl has ever heard in her life.

"Is it an angel? Did the Goddess send an angel to save me? The little girl opened her eyes with hope.

But what appeared in front of her was not an angel with holy light above and below Zhou's body, but a tall figure covered with hideous blood-colored armor.

"Angels?" The voice came from behind the Blood Knight's visor, still so soft and beautiful.

"Sister is not an angel, and angels will not come to save you."

"Ah~~~!"

The little girl screamed in horror.

"Don't be afraid." The Blood Knight stretched out two fingers to cover the little girl's mouth and said with a smile. As she spoke, she removed the iron helmet from her head with her other hand.

The soft pink hair, delicate facial features, soft face shape, and a beautiful face that captivated the country and the city appeared in front of the little girl.

It's just that the palpitating blood-colored pupils and pale skin destroy the affinity brought by her voice and appearance.

"Sister is taking you out of here, okay?" The Bloodline Female Knight asked with a smile.

The little girl nodded tearfully, at least this female knight looked a little more amiable than the other blood knights......

"Come, let's go." The Bloodline Lady took the little girl by the hand and walked out of the burning hut.

At the moment of leaving the house, the little girl screamed in horror when she saw the entire village burning and the dead heads of her loved ones.

The Bloodline Female Knight smiled, still so soft and gentle.

"Little girl, don't feel pain or fear, you humans will eventually die, it's just a matter of time."

It's just that this sentence obviously can't appease the little girl.

She was still crying and screaming.

"Alas!" The Bloodline Lady Knights sighed, and her palm was like a knife, swinging down at the back of the little girl's neck as fast as lightning.

The crying stopped abruptly.

The little girl felt like she was flying, and the whole world was spinning wildly, and then she saw a familiar figure, only five feet tall, dressed in patched linen clothes, looking to be about eleven or twelve years old, standing beside the Blood-Lady Knight, just ...... But there is no head......

Isn't that her body?

Seeing the little girl's head fall to the ground, she opened her mouth, looking puzzled and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, and then her pupils dilated and she lost her lustre, and the blood knight shrugged her shoulders regretfully.

"I wanted to change the taste and eat something fresh, but I didn't expect it to be a hundred secrets!" The Bloodline Lady Knight lamented.

The blood of a sad person is naturally not as good as the blood of a person who is in a happy mood, even if the blood is the blood of a young girl, and the moment the little girl does not listen to persuasion, she has lost her value to the female knight of the blood clan......

"Hmph." Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sneer came from behind her.

"Doris, isn't that an inevitable consequence for someone as rough as you?"

"Shh Doris, the knight of the Blood, pursed her lips and turned her head to see a man with an iron helmet under his arm, revealing long light gray hair, looking at her, a playful smile on his pale face.

"Glord, you still have the face to laugh at me? Aren't you carrying a headless corpse yourself? Doris snickered and sneered.

Glord raised his eyebrows, just sneered disdainfully, and dragged the headless corpse in his hand towards the vat outside the village.

As he rubbed shoulders with Doris, he whispered in a voice that only the other could hear, "I have news from the Lord." ”

Hearing this, Doris's eyes widened.

"Idiot, are you reacting so much because you're afraid that others won't see it?!" Glord asked coldly.

Doris's heart sank, and she quickly straightened her face again, she didn't say anything, just silently carried the collar on the little girl's corpse, dragged the little girl's corpse, and followed behind Glode.

For them, in order to find the Lord, even if they betray the Grand Duchy of Eternal Night, they will not hesitate!

The snow continued to fall, the sky was getting dark, and the blood cloud iron horsemen outside the village had already set up camp, and there was a village of blood food to enjoy, and tonight must be another sleepless night.

Although the Bloodlines don't need to sleep at all.

The little girl's eyes were fixed on the Blood-Cloud Iron Riders outside the village, as they laughed and slit the throats of the villagers, and watched them fill their goblets with blood and indulge in revelry until the snow buried her little head completely......

(Yesterday morning was called by a customer, saying that the intranet was paralyzed, and he had to work tomorrow, and he had to solve it within a day, so he had no choice but to work hard for a day, and he was tired and hungry when he got home, and he had a meal, took a bath, and it was more than nine o'clock, so the update was delayed, and I am sorry for the broken army, I hope you will forgive me, thank you!) )