The dark power of Lin Hai has been purified, and although everything has been revived, not a single living thing can be seen again.

The life of wild grass and flowers is always much simpler than that of animals, they belong to the earth and nature, but animals, like people, have long lost the opportunity to get close to the earth.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, is the immutable law of nature.

No one can shake its roots, just as no one can shake the status of humanity.

12 The armies of the Kingdom have been withdrawn for a few days, and Roland will return to the Vatican to relearn what he lacks, not faith but great wisdom, and it is difficult to say what it is.

But he knew that he had to let go of something in order to get something.

As he left, he returned to the place where Arthur had stood, closed his eyes and meditated.

A person's greatness is not eulogized, but proved by action. He fell to his knees on one knee, and the holy sword Durandel shone brightly.

There was a good smell in the wind, the fragrance of the weeds and the smell of the earth.

Roland smiled knowingly and looked up at the sky, the independent but glorious figure, like a holy light.

Near the former site of the King of Linhai.

A pair of white bones stretched out from the earth, slowly but forcefully crawled out of the ground, and looked around blankly.

It was a disgusting creature covered in a sword, its body was disgusting and tattered, as if it had survived a great battle, and he opened his mouth and spat out a tiny eyeball.

When the eyeball hit the ground, it floated up slowly, growing as big as a balloon.

The two creatures stayed in place for a long time, their eyes moving in the direction of Falin, and the sword-inserting creatures followed slowly, there was no reason, there was no wisdom, just instinct.

The floating eyeball clearly retains the ability to think, and it is not low.

The two monsters seemed slow, but it only took a few days to get close to the border of Farin, and it took a few more days to reach the territory of an unscrupulous nobleman who didn't know which one it was.

The surrounding villages were in ruins, and the poor sat at the door, looking hungry. The small castle in the distance is so exquisite and luxurious, it is a paradise in comparison.

On a hazy drizzling night, Big Eyeball led the sword-inserting monster here.

The eyeball led the way ahead, but suddenly stopped at the entrance of the village, turned to look at his companion behind him, floated deep into the woods, and disappeared.

The monster wood stayed in place, slowly pulled out an old longsword from his body, and walked towards the village with heavy steps.

"Ahhhhh......h

"Help......" a call was heard in the distance.

"Huhuhuhu......" Heavy breathing was heard in the distance.

The monster with the sword never dies, and from the first one at the entrance of the village, he follows the simplest rules.

Straight, lift the sword, and cut when you see someone.

The poor people, who were already hopeless, heard the call and braved the drizzle to go out of their homes, and the monster had killed at least 30 people, men, women and children.

The blood of more than 30 people is not much, but it is definitely a lot, enough to stain the streets of the village.

The rain washed over the monster's body, hitting countless long swords, dripping.

The rain, hitting the monster's head, flowed down and washed away the stench and corruption on his body.

He looked up and looked around in confusion, hesitating!

Straight line or?

The villagers wanted to run, but there was no food to run anywhere. Faced with starvation and a glimmer of life, they chose the latter.

The best weapon in the village is just an old iron sword, which is still a legacy of the militia era.

The middle-aged man with the sword walked towards the unresponsive monster and slashed him hard.

The rusty sword broke off at the sound, half of it was set on the monster's head, there was no blood, only yellow and something flowed out of it, emitting a foul smell.

There was a chill, and the middle-aged man only felt that the sky was dim and crackling, and his eyes only saw a pair of feet that exposed white bones and rotten flesh.

！！！

The villagers saw a flower in front of their eyes, and a bloody head fell to the ground.

Running away is just the only thought, but they won't have that chance again.

The monster moved, he was the most powerful killing tool, and although he was seriously injured, the feeling engraved in his bones prompted him to kill everyone.

The long sword inserted in the body suddenly flew out from all parts of the body, interspersed into the bodies of the villagers, and blood spurted out and flowed into the monster's body along the strange line.

Lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and heavy rain fell majestically.

In a magical array of blood in the nameless village, a monster with a sword in his body knelt on one knee.

The huge eyeball suddenly appeared, and the monster glanced at it, and then at the castle halfway up the mountain.

The sword-inserting monster walked past the shriveled corpses of the villagers and walked towards the mid-mountain with vigorous steps.

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"The hand is carved with flowers, the blade winds into a painting, the famous merit tower, it is somewhere by the bridge, the spring breeze bypasses the red yarn at the tip of the hair, the embroidery is given to him, the eyebrows are strong and ready to be married, the white hair on the pillow of the vigorous quicksand, the wine in the cup is compared, the young and elegant fresh clothes are angry horses, but it is only a moment......"

The dragon egg on the bed, with the singing, slowly flickered, and I didn't know when it would hatch.

Arthur sat in a chair and sang a song in his mouth, writing magnificent stories in his hands, this is all money, he doesn't mean to make a fortune, but at least it is a good choice to increase his popularity.

He has the best writing among knights, he is the best at singing among the best writers, and he has the highest status among the most singing...... Also superb!

The rain was dripping outside, but it didn't dampen Arthur's mood.

Charlene and Lilith, who were standing behind Arthur, were cleaning everything in the room, and more often were lazily looking at Arthur's side face.

Boom, a loud roar in the sky.

Frightened, Charlene and Lilith covered their ears, and Arthur frowned and looked outside, put down the quill in his hand, and closed the doors and windows.

", Lao Tzu just had a little inspiration, and it's gone, this rain is also an evil sect, it was quite small just now and suddenly became so big. ”

Could it be that there have been too many bad things recently, and even the gods here can't see what they are doing now?

"Oops~!! clothes. Lilith shouted.

"That's when you remember that the daylilies are cold, let's talk about it tomorrow. ”

"But... That's your underwear. Sha Lin said embarrassedly.

I'll go~~~

Arthur opened the door and ran outside in the pouring rain, the pouring rain poured down, and Arthur only thought about putting away his clothes. Two beautiful maids followed him, and the rain here was always clean because there was no pollution.

There was a lot of rain in the backyard. All the clothes were already wet, and Arthur looked at the hanger with his pockets in his pockets, and looked back calmly at the two beautiful maids.

"Sorry, host. The two apologized in a low voice, looking aggrieved.

Arthur took a deep breath and shouted. "Evil maids, you have to pay. ”

Stamped their feet hard, and the stagnant water on the ground hit the three of them.

"Ah..... It's dirty, my clothes. Shalene shouted.

It was originally Arthur's carefully designed maid costume, which was all attached to the body in the rain and pranks, revealing the beautiful bodies of the two, which made people have nosebleeds.

"Go away and pull~" Lilith blocked her eyes.

"Wicked maids, accept the punishment of justice. "He's just going to do whatever he wants today.