Early in the morning, on the largest platform in the harbor of Kurast, hundreds of knights gathered there, standing in a neat formation, all dressed in armor, holding weapons in their hands, their faces covered by helmets, but their bare eyes exuded unprecedented fanaticism.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that there were only a hundred knights left? ”

At the front of the line, Mo Wen asked Goyle with some confusion.

Goyle replied in a low voice: "My lord, it is true that there are only so many knights left who originally retreated from Trivank, but there are also some knights who were dissatisfied with the massacre of the church in the early years, who retired to the Kurast seaport, and now they are all back. ”

With a hint of fire in his eyes, Goyle said with some excitement: "The Sakaram who had once been divided have been reunited, and this time we will be victorious, my lord!" ”

"Of course!"

Mo Wen smiled.

He walked to the top of the platform and held Gracewald's redemption aloft in his hand.

The image of the angel that once illuminated the entire harbor floated again.

The knights' faces, which had been stiff with fanaticism and hatred, softened, and a pious light appeared in their eyes, and the confusion in their hearts had disappeared.

The aura exploded, and a cloud of pale red aura surged out from Mo Wen's body, enveloping the feet of all the knights.

Scorching, brave, determined, a mad power welled up from the heart of every knight.

Paladin's Sixth-Order Skill - Fanatical Aura!

"Ready? The knights of Sakaram? ”

His eyes swept over the eyes of every knight, and Mo Wen shouted.

"Now. Let's drive that Mephisto bug back to hell! ”

The scepter was raised horizontally, and Mo Wen roared in the direction of Cui Vanke: "Long live Sakaram!" ”

There was a brief lull, and the next moment a tsunami-like shout rang out.

"Long live Sakaram!"

"Long live Sakaram!"

The frenzied cries of the knights spread throughout the harbor.

"Let's go!"

With Mo Wen's words. With neat steps, the Knights began to march towards the outside of the harbor.

On the other side of the platform, Ai Xila and dozens of elite iron wolves under her command looked at this qiqi coldly, looking at Mo Wen's figure gradually moving away, she suddenly said to a mage mercenary beside her: "Do you know? I always thought that this kid was even more terrifying than Mephisto, who had to rely on magic to control those believers, and he could make these knights die for him willingly in a few words! ’

The mage nodded. Glancing at the figure next to Mo Wen, he said, "Fortunately, he is not our enemy, eldest lady, she-"

Asila interrupted him angrily. "Don't mention that dead girl, she was eaten and wiped clean on the first night she was taken away, it's a shame."

Having said this, there was a hint of doting and a hint of loss in her eyes.

"Alright. Let's go along! ”

Hordes of iron wolves also began to act-

In the forest. A flock of birds fled in panic, and behind them a thick tornado swept through the tall trees, whirling and cutting, and the whirlwind opened a path through the trees, and the figures of a group of knights followed closely behind the whirlwind.

"Well done, Volya!" Mo Wen looked at Voliya, who was slightly sweating, and exclaimed.

Since the avenue was full of Sakaram's followers, in order to save money and reduce losses, they were consulted. Decided to take a path.

However, due to the fact that it has not been used for a long time, there are several places on the trail that are already overgrown with trees. So I had to let Volya clean it up.

Receiving Mo Wen's compliment, Voliya's face showed a bright smile, and she opened her mouth to say something, but the next moment her face changed, and she roared in one direction.

"What people!"

Mo Wen also drew his weapon and shouted loudly there, and behind him there was also a neat sound of drawing swords, all the knights drew their swords, and the sword light of Sen Han was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

"What a keen feeling, little girl!"

Two figures stepped out from behind the trees there.

One is more than three meters tall and has tattoos on his face, while the other has a gloomy face and antlers on his head.

It's Bruce and Jacob.

"It's you!" Mo Wen's face was relaxed, "Did you find the thing?" He gathered his weapons and headed for the two of them.

But a small hand grabbed him, and Volya shook her head and roared in Jacob's direction.

"What's wrong, Volya?"

Volya pointed at Jacob, "He's, very, bad, depraved, beastly, breathy, very, dangerous!" ”

Listening to Volya's words, Jacob's face became more and more gloomy, and the green glint in his eyes kept flashing, but in the end he said nothing.

Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, he had always been a little skeptical, with Jacob's talent, how he could keep up with himself and Bruce, although his strength was at the bottom of the few people, now it seems that there is still a problem.

And at this time, Gina also leaned over quietly, she seemed to remember something, and whispered in Mo Wen's ear: "I heard that there is a druid tribe that controls a secret art, and ordinary druid transformation should not have any effect on the druid itself, but after using their secret art, the druid's comprehension of the transformation technique will be greatly enhanced, and he can advance quickly, but at the cost of the druid's sanity will be gradually eroded, and people will become more and more like beasts, and due to the changes within the body, They couldn't use elemental magic when they were in human form, and I remember not seeing Jacob perform elemental magic since I formed a team. ”

Although it was a low voice, several people around heard her words, and Mo Wen glanced at her angrily, Gina was obviously reminding the people around her.

Jacob's breath suddenly became impetuous, and the green glow in his eyes continued to expand.

But the next moment he was stunned.

"Jacob, where's the stuff?" Mo Wen stood in front of him and stretched out a hand.

Without holding a weapon, Mo Wen stood in front of him with his bare hands.

It seemed that Jacob could bite the neck that was close at hand if he wanted to, and that seemed like a good thing to do.

Shaking his head, Jacob shook the thought out of his mind, he looked at Mo Wen deeply, and then took out an eyeball and put it on Mo Wen's hand.

Bruce on the side also smiled when he saw this, and a brain was placed in Mo Wen's hand.

Seeing the two crystalline organs, Mo Wen frowned, it was really disgusting, but he still put them away.

"Now it's only Klimt's heart, it's in the sewers of Culest, it's a stop, now let's go!"

It's a pity that things didn't go as Mo Wen thought, at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the other side of the path, and more than a dozen figures in white robes with scythes in their hands appeared in front of them, their faces were hideous, and their eyes exuded a bloodthirsty red light.

"Well, that's fine." Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen turned around and yelled at all the knights of Sakaram.

"O all the knights of Sakaram! It's time to challenge us! ”

"I know that you have your relatives, your friends, and your mentors before us, but I want to tell you that they are now only painful souls trapped in their bodies, and only with the sword in your hands can they be freed from this nightmare! We may be burdened with sins that cannot be washed away by eternal life, but we can use the rest of our lives to atone for their souls, as long as their souls can rest in peace! ”

"For the glory of Sakaram, for the souls who are still suffering, for salvation!"

"-Kill!"

Taking the lead, Mo Wen waved the scepter in his hand and rushed out, and behind him were the knights of Sakaram who were also roaring. (To be continued......)

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