Tony rushed out of the tent with tears in the corners of his eyes. He knew he would never see his kind and stern protozo father again. He didn't know where he was going, and his instincts led him to continue running meaninglessly. He prayed that he would see his father one last time.

The warriors of the tribe formed a battle formation behind Chen Feng. The knight straddled his horse, his mighty spear glistening in the afterglow of the setting sun as the bloody light of the killing was about to begin. Chen Feng opened his mouth to break the deadlock: "If it was only for me to slaughter innocents in the establishment of Dorot - then my life is here, if it is an excuse to invade the tribe, my people are also here." ”

"What's the difference?" The knight arrogantly interrupted the chief of the protozoa, "In the name of Paladin, the protozo will be judged by the gods. ”

"In order to atone for the sins I have committed, I willingly accept the verdict of Mararius, which the god of the setting sun will notarize to his devotees regardless of the outcome. But the latter - I will never allow anyone to persecute the protozoa in the name or under the pretext of God. The believers of Malarius are not cowards, and we will not be slaughtered. ”

At this time, the red-clothed human Mu Snow Worm on the side spoke: "Native Worm Body, if I can, I am willing to promise not to harm the people of your tribe." But you, you have to pay the price for what you did in the Battle of Dorot! The snow worm whispered a few words in the knight's ear.

Mocera was stunned by what Chen Feng said, and he stood there with his mouth wide open. He had never seen this hero so tired, so tired that he almost lost the will to fight. Ten years ago, in the most chaotic time, in the most desperate situation, Chen Feng was still full of fighting spirit. However, at this moment, Mocara doesn't know why, there is a kind of death-seeking **. He didn't know how serious a mistake Chen Feng made in the Dorong War of Independence, but the war itself was a mistake. Isn't that the mistake of that kind of mistake insignificant? If such mistakes must be pronounced, then how will those who provoked the war be punished? Where is God? The Frost Worm was confused, he never thought he knew the beliefs of the Native Worm. He was familiar with Chen Feng. He was familiar with how brave, how resolute, and how ruthless this protozous was. He would never be the kind of warrior who bowed to the enemy, and this kind of surrender without a fight was definitely not something he did.

Things had turned out so that the Frost Worm could barely believe its eyes. Chen Feng threw away the hammer, and two human knights stepped up and tied his hands.

"Chief!" Countless warriors behind Chen Feng roared angrily, but when Chen Feng turned his head and glared at them, no one dared to step forward.

"Listen, this is the judgment of Malarius that I was wrong, and they are just a pawn in the judgment. I will be judged and return to God, and He will forgive me! So no one is allowed to interfere, no matter what happens to me. Mararius will have a fair account of all his followers! ”

A hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the red-clothed snowworm. When he saw Chen Feng being tied up, he immediately changed his attitude: "Attack all the protozous bodies and kill the rebels!" ”

Hearing such an order, Chen Feng knew that he had been tricked, and he cursed this cunning human. He slammed his shoulder into the knight who was controlling him, but the other knight immediately plunged his sword into his vital point. The protozoan roared in pain. This blow did not kill him, and the frantic Chen Feng glared at the despicable killer with blood-red eyes. Several knights who had just joined the Order were frightened by this royal demeanor, and the knight who had just plunged his sword into his vital point collapsed to the ground. They didn't understand why the proto-insect chieftain who had just shown weakness had turned into a raging demon in an instant. The protozoa supported him with their natural rage, and their faith in Mararius supported him, and Chen Feng used the chains that tethered him as a weapon. He smashed the head of the knight who had attacked him, and blood and brains covered his hideous face. Let the human knight experience the cruelty of this protozol hero on the battlefield for the first time.

Chen Feng broke the binding chains with both hands, pulled out the long sword inserted in the vital parts, and rushed towards the nearest enemy with a swing.

All of the frost worms stood there motionless. They were waiting for instructions from Mocara. Although the Frost Worm King had promised the humans that the Frost Worm would always be on the side of the humans, Mocara was Mocera. He hated the machinations of humans, and only his status and prestige in the Frost Worm Society could ignore the orders of the Frost Worm King. The Frost Worms present are a whole, and they are willing to follow Mokera and obey him.

However, Mocera knew that everything was irretrievable. Countless spears pierced the body of the protozoa. The roaring Chen Feng looked at his old friend with a smile on his face at the last moment of his life. His old friends will protect his people and will watch him atone for his sins.

The spear replaced the thunder and lightning, and became the final sentence of this lifelong protozoa. However, as Chen Feng said, Mararius is just, the blood decorates the sunset, and the earth seems to be stained red with blood, and there is a suffocating beauty.

Chen Feng's smile convinced every protozo that their chief had returned to the god he believed in, because it was a smile of relief. Only newborn babies have such a smile.

The only frost insect body on the battlefield that did not move, and all of them were on the side of the original insect body at this time. Mocara silently raised the hammer of war: "In the name of Derenza, stop this one-sided slaughter!" ”

The knight looked at the frost worm's fiery eyes and said, "Do you want to rebel?" I want you to take responsibility for what you do, Frost Worm! If this is done, the Frost Worm King must give the king a reasonable explanation! ”

Mocara gave a strange smile in response to the knight's threat: "The Frost Worm King won't know, the King won't know." For a dead man cannot speak. ”

With that, the Hammer of Drensa came out of his hand and smashed the head of the knight who took the lead, and all the frost warriors cut down all the horses' feet with lightning speed, and the musket became the knight's deadliest threat, and the head with weak armor became the best target.

Many of the knights who forcibly escaped were crushed to death by their own horses, and the cunning red-clothed snowworm was lifted up by Mochera. The frenzied frost worm didn't give the poor little character a chance to defend himself, his head was pressed into the yellow soil, and his feet twitched a few times before he stopped moving.

The setting sun watches over these crimes against anyone, and the final fair trial is carried out.

When Tony arrived, Mocera was holding the corpse of the original worm, the frost worm that had been strong all her life for the first time in front of so many people. A strong sense of loss and emptiness struck the Frost Worm, and he threw down his battle axe and hammer, holding the corpse of the original Worm without saying a word. When he spotted Tony staring at him, the Frostworm looked up. The corpse of the protoworm body was handed over to the tearful child.

Taking his father's corpse, Tony didn't say anything, and then the half-circle of wood worms buried the people who had been closest to him for the past ten years under this red earth. At the same time, the setting sun retracted its last rays of afterglow.

"Mararius took him!" The Frost Worm sighed, "God forgave him. Child, "What are you going to do next?" Hui protozo tribe inheritance chief? Are you willing to go to the Blood Worm Mountain with me for a few days, and I will teach you how to strike iron...... You decide. ”

"Uncle Firecone, I've decided to go with you!" Mocara suspected that he had misheard, and he looked at the semi-circular wooden insect with a puzzled expression, and from the childish eyes he saw resoluteness, a kind of decisiveness unique to Chen Feng. "The tribal chief of the proto-insect body must be the proto-insect body itself, and if it is served by a semi-circular wood insect body, it is obviously a bit nondescript. Although I believe that as Chen Feng's adopted son, no one will have any objection to me inheriting my father's position as chief. But I am a heretic after all, and I have no way of believing in Malarius like they do, so I have decided to go with you, and I will find my faith, and I will find my God, and I will find the God of my heart. -- This is my father's last legacy. (To be continued......)