The entire pass was already a chaotic scene.

Panicked and fled in all directions, far away from the fighting group, many women and children were so frightened by the bloody scene that they trembled and cried.

Some of the men followed the royal knights with swords in hand.

Sergeant Hans, the blacksmith, Tom, and many of the people who had struggled through the bloody battle in front of the castle had all been released.

Everyone understands that the enemy behind them is about to catch up, and if they don't break through the interception of these people, everyone will die without a place to bury. Rather than the whole family dying here, it's better to fight to the death with these bad seeds!

Blood, severed limbs, and thunderous shouts and heart-rending screams flew in the air. One after another, swords and spears emitted a continuous resonance of gold and iron and the dull sound of knives and axes entering the flesh.

As Buck lost his life and collapsed in the dust, through the blood and sword, Andrew saw Roy's eyes.

Although the eyes looked exactly the same as the eyes he was familiar with before, at this moment, what appeared in those blue eyes was no longer shy, sluggish, dazed and other damn disguises, but a wolf-like arrogance, indifference, and fierce nature!

An extreme fear instantly gripped Andrew's heart. He had witnessed Roy's killing of his uncle Buck, and just now the humanoid beast flew up with a few steps and slashed Buck's head with an axe!

How could this be, this can't be! Andrew was cramping in his calves. He desperately tried to convince himself that this was just a nightmare of his own, and that as soon as he woke up, it would disappear as soon as he woke up.

But this is the reality!

Roy was carrying a bloody axe and trying to walk towards Andrew.

Buck's death caused an instant commotion among the blockers who were already invincible. The four Holy Church guards began to retreat, and the other knight of Bollabel Castle and a knight of Viscount Wenger began to grow timid.

Whoever else is in the same situation as they find that the main general on their side has their head split in just one face.

What's more, it is not only the ten royal non-commissioned officers who are fighting with them now, but also dozens of people who have seen blood. And more people are being inspired, brandishing whatever weapon they can find, screaming and charging at them!

"Let's go!" one of the Holy Cult guards shouted.

Although he was ordered to assist Buck in stopping the civilians here, he never thought of throwing his life here, these people are crazy, especially the kid with the axe, who looks like a demon who has come out of hell!

As soon as the defense line in the heart is loosened, it becomes more and more irreversible. Although the situation is far from being out of control, he still wants to escape, and the farther away he is, the better!

As the first person called out their thoughts, more people began to fight and retreat.

The fastest move was Andrew.

"Get out of here!"

He wielded his sword and slashed and stabbed. On his blood-splattered face, his eyes glanced in Roy's direction in a hurry, and he roared wildly.

Finally, the civilians who were surrounding were forced to retreat.

Andrew kicked the horse in the belly hard, and felt the horse swoop forward after leaning back.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief as the cool wind blew his face, and when the crowd behind him flew away.

When Buck was hacked to death by Roy just now, it was the time when he was most frightened, as if he was being stared at by death, and for the first time, he really felt the threat of death so close to him!

How can you die yourself?

From the day he took refuge with his uncle Buck, he had not suffered a loss. Now, he is only eighteen years old, and he sees that his fighting spirit is about to break through the first order, and it is the beginning of a beautiful life and a bright future. How can you die here!

Andrew galloped his horse, and he wanted to get away from the demon.

As long as he left here, as long as he caught up with Lord George and the Templars who had arrived, he would be able to sue Roy severely. You don't have to work hard to bury Roy here forever!

Looking at Andrew's back, Roy sneered and stretched out his right hand, his five fingers wide open.

He'd been waiting for Andrew's idiot to leave the crowd for a long time.

Two magical elemental arrays coiled and formed in the void, beautiful patterns, in the flying of the two elements, one light and one dark, dreamy and blurry. ,

Roy's palms clenched suddenly!

"Boom!" A ball of fire, exploded violently in front of Andrew's warhorse, and in the flames, a bone spear that was so cold and white that it had no temperature at all, like a demon poking out the finger bones of a demon in the void, pointed at Andrew's frightened eyes.

It was a short moment. Not even half a second.

At that moment, no one knew how many thoughts had crossed Andrew's mind in an instant.

He wanted to dodge, he wanted to struggle, he wanted to ask for mercy, he wanted to expose poof! The swift and incomparable bone spear pierced Andrew's eyeballs, pierced his brain, and pinned all his thoughts to the dirt floor.

Andrew's mouth opened wide, and with fear and resentment frozen in his face, he rolled off the galloping warhorse.

At the age of eighteen, the glory of a knight, the wealth of a nobleman, and the bright future were all like a dream-beautiful bubble, and with Roy's fiercely clenched five fingers, it disappeared.

"Fuck you, you still want to run!"

Roy finally spat hard, didn't even look at Andrew, and turned to kill the warband.

A moment later, the blockers, who had long lost their will to fight, left behind the four corpses and turned to flee. The four papal guards were the fastest, followed by two knights.

When the pass fell silent in the sound of a gust of wind shaking the forest waves, people stood on the ground covered with blood and corpses, or looked around blankly, or bent over and vomited, or hugged their wives and daughters and cried loudly.

It is tragic enough that the original home was destroyed, the relatives were separated from each other, and they were forced to flee.

But who knew that those nobles who didn't treat people as human beings actually used everyone as a shield in order to increase their escape time, and even did not hesitate to tear off their masks and directly use force.

"Pack up and go!" Roy roared as he woke up the lost people.

Everyone obeyed the sixteen-year-old's instructions. Everyone immediately took action, treated the wounded, and packed up their things.

As the team got back on the road, Roy stuck the axe into his waist and turned to look at Malt.

In the battle just now, this dark elf did not miss a shot. She took Roy's bow and arrows from her horse, and struck them like the wind, and the arrows were deadly. She shot at least two of the four people killed.

Even a knight was shot and wounded by her.

"Take out the book that the woman gave you just now and take a good look at it. As she led Palu past Roy, Malt said coldly in a voice that only Roy could hear, "Your necromantic magic is too easy to expose. ”

Roy was about to nod his head with the same feeling, when he saw Malt leading the horse leisurely, and a mockery floated in the wind: "It's not magic, it's just your little chick-like body, you have fart combat power!"

"Little girl. ”

Roy, who has always refused to suffer, quickly fought back with a word.

Malt gritted her teeth and walked forward without looking back.

Behind him, Roy stood next to the crowd and pulled out Mrs. Ellen's book and opened it. The six words of the general magic compilation come into view.

Roy turned his head to look at Malt.

How did she know?

Continue to ask for Sanjiang and ask for recommendations! Brothers, march forward with great courage! Smash hard, rush hard, see how high you can rush! Look at how many Sanjiang tickets we can get......