Norman watched as Atramicia's figure vanished into the darkness.

If his body was still the same as before, he should still be able to see how the irascible Atrimithea jumped up and down like a rabbit to chase down the aliens who had fled from the desert, but with his current eyesight, all he could see was darkness.

It was undoubtedly a dangerous thing for Atramicia to pursue those aliens alone, but Norman was not worried about this, because he had vaguely guessed why Atramithea had gone from an ordinary sheep herding slave to the current state of incredible strength and speed—most of which had something to do with the tooth of truth that he threw away.

The Tooth of Truth is a demonic thing, and it makes sense that Atramicia can easily pull out the Tooth of Truth and develop some of the secrets of the Tooth of Truth. However, for Norman now, these things are not as important as the corpses in front of him.

After this night battle, although they repelled those aliens, the price they paid was also quite tragic.

At this moment, the ground around was littered with corpses, human warriors, poor slaves who had no time to escape, and aliens, and blood was everywhere, staining the land red. There are also some people who were seriously injured in the battle just now, and they are moaning in pain on the ground at the moment, but their cries are weak and weak under the serious injuries, one after another, which is a little insufficient to describe in terms of mourning, but it is not far off.

Maybe the people who have killed are too tired and tired, or maybe the superego rebounds are too violent under the suppression of the ego, anyway, Norman doesn't like to see this kind of scene now.

As he had just said in battle, he preferred to see everyone "sit down, have a cup of tea, and have a loaf of bread" together, but it all happened anyway.

Norman subconsciously believed that his own power was the source of Arica's tragedy, so he asked the Templars to find a way to seal his physical power, but now it seems that the power itself is not the culprit.

If he still had the same power as before, he could have prevented this from happening and steered the situation in the direction he wanted, but after thinking about this, Norman felt that his idea didn't make much sense: in the chaotic world where the dragons returned to the continent, such a scene happened every day in countless corners of the continent. Even if he didn't lose his strength and could stop this one, what about the others?

After all, it still doesn't make any sense......

When Norman pondered, all the aliens had already evacuated, Atramicia had not returned, and Baron Temple, who had been hiding in the rear and shivering, saw that the battle ahead was decided, and finally walked over from behind, and locked on to Don who was standing behind the defensive line at a glance.

Tang En's current posture of being a husband is undoubtedly very eye-catching, and from the eyes of the people around him, he knows at a glance that he is the great hero of the retreat from the enemy tonight.

Demps, who had escaped death, smiled and walked quickly towards Donne, wanting to praise Donn's knight for his might, but before he could get to Donn's side, the mountain standing at the front of the camp suddenly collapsed.

"Donne-sama!"

Seeing this, the surrounding people's faces changed drastically, and they all shouted and gathered around. And it was only after getting close that they realized that Don had an arrow in his chest.

This arrow was inserted in Don's left chest near the heart, and the force was very strong, directly penetrating Don's body, coupled with the thickness of Don's body, there were not too many parts exposed outside the body, and the current light was very dim, so they didn't find out until now.

Of all the people, Temples' face was the most ugly.

He squeezed into the crowd, crouched down beside Donne, and asked urgently, "Knight Donn, are you okay?" Before he finished speaking, he shouted to the rear again: "Cultivator, Cultivator, there is someone here who needs your help!"

The mage cultivator he was talking about should be the mysterious mage who had provided great help to the team just now.

The mage named Xiu had been under the protection of the two warriors, and the two warriors did not leave the left and right after the aliens left. Now hearing Demps's shout, Xiuya walked over quickly, and as he passed Norman's side, Norman's gaze unconsciously paused on his right hand.

Xiu's right hand grasped a smooth ring, waving his arm in small increments as he walked.

The ring Norman was so familiar that he could recognize it at a glance, because it was something he had made with his own hands.

This is one of the five rings of the magic pool, and judging by its size, it is an armband. What Norman had discarded on the prairie had somehow been obtained by the mage.

The five rings of the magic pool were created by Norman according to his own body shape, although this is the smallest armband in the five rings, but it is not something that ordinary people can wear, especially the figure of this mage cultivator is completely as thin as a regular mage, if he wears this armband, he will definitely slide it off directly, and it is not stable at all, so why does he hold it in his hand, and this explains why he looks like a mage is not of high level, but his magic power is extremely deep.

"I ...... I can't do it......"

Don said to the person next to him as he gasped, his voice was subtle and his breath was weak.

This knight, who was still majestic before, now has a very ugly complexion, extremely white, without a trace of blood, and his eyes are also gray.

When the crowd saw the mage coming, they all consciously made way for him.

Xiu came to Donne's side, just glanced at Donn's injury, and said directly to Temple: "I can't help." ”

Demps hurriedly said, "Look at it again! you will be able to help!"

Seeing that he was in a hurry, people who didn't know saw it and thought it was his father who was going to die, but the truth was not much worse.

Don is the leader of these warriors in the team, and he is even more invincible, and he can defeat those great enemies tonight, Don En is a great merit, but Siam is not here yet. If Don falls here, what will he do next?

In Demps's opinion, Don and his fate have been linked, and everything he says is to save Donne, and if Don dies, he will probably not be far from death.

Xiu was much calmer than Demps, but once again reiterated what he had just said: "I can't help." Then he sighed and shut up again.

It's not that he doesn't want to save Donne, he also knows that they need Don very much this journey, but he is just a black-robed mage, how capable can he be? If he could even save this kind of person, he wouldn't have to serve this baron, and he would have already become a guest of some earl and duke.

But he's not sure he'll be a guest of any Duke in the future......

Thinking of this, Xiu's right hand holding the ring clenched tighter, and the haze caused by the imminent death of this powerful power in front of him seemed to fade a lot.

Seeing that the last reliance, the powerful and mysterious cultivators, were helpless against Donn's injury, Demps's face became even more ugly, his eyes were extremely flustered, and he didn't know what to do at all.

Tang En didn't care about Demps and Xiu's words, and just used his last strength to call out a name.

Patton ...... Barton ......"

Although the voice was soft, it fell on Demps's ears like thunder, which made him explode immediately.

"Patton, Where's Patton, come over to me!"

Demps's memory was not strong enough to memorize all the names of his newly captured slaves, but Don took the initiative to teach Norman to fight, which undoubtedly made this slave stand out, and the name was also remembered by Demps.

Norman heard the shouts and walked over, and the people around him made way for him to get to Donn's side without any problems.

Closer to him, Norman saw Donn's condition more clearly.

The injuries on his body were actually not much, and they were much more complete than those around him who were missing arms and legs, but the arrow in his chest was undoubtedly very fatal.

With Norman's rich experience of "suicide" many times, that arrow should have grazed Donn's heart, and it is very likely that it has caused damage to Don's heart, and Don does not have his dragon's blood and the fierce body of the "Funeral Heart Sutra", death is inevitable. It's just that Don took advantage of this opportunity of life and death to be able to break through the limit of strength in one fell swoop, thereby turning the tide of the battle, which Norman did not expect.

Of course, this life-burning act only advanced Donn's death more thoroughly.

Seeing Norman coming, Don squirmed his right hand and pointed to his waist with difficulty.

Norman knew what to do, reached over and felt for a money bag.

He untied the money bag and brought it to Donne, and the people around him looked at it, and they were all confused with sadness.

Lord Donn is going to die, why do you let people take out his money bag? Could it be that he loves money so much that even when he dies, he has to look at his property to walk with peace of mind?

Although these people didn't have Norman's eyesight, the mage said that there was no way, so in their opinion, Don was naturally dead.

"Buy...... Ransom...... Yes...... Ah......h

Don saw the money bag and struggled to squeeze two more words out of his throat.

Norman had already guessed it, and was not surprised, but the people around him were very surprised.

At this dying moment, Donne's most important thing was to redeem this slave? Some people began to doubt the relationship between Don and Norman, could it be that this slave Barton was the illegitimate son of Lord Donn? Otherwise, how could Don have taught him to fight in the first place, and now he is still thinking about redeeming him when he is dying?

Norman knew that was not the case.

He was now crouched next to Donne, close enough to clearly see Donn's throat movements.

Although his eyesight has long since returned to the level of ordinary people, the habit of careful observation has nothing to do with eyesight. Under his habitual careful observation, he noticed that Donn's laryngeal movement was a lot, and it was not just two words.

Don should have something to say later, but he was so weak now that the next few words could only roll in his throat, but in the end, he couldn't rush out.

He could even guess what Donn was trying to say.

Atrimithea.

The name of this demon descendant is really a bit tongue-twisting, it is normal to say that it is difficult, not to mention Tang En, who is now extremely weak, "Ah" has not been able to come out of anything for a long time, and others thought they were moaning unconsciously, but it was similar to the name "Long Aotian" that he had broken out in front of Fang Xiangru in Fei Lengcui.

Don is about to die, but his mind doesn't seem to be confused.

He probably realized that he couldn't say the complicated name, so he simply stopped saying it and said, "Lead...... Leader...... It's ......"

When the people around listened to it, their spirits were all in awe.

Don is naming who will succeed him!

Although Don is dying, his strength is still alive: the other two bronze knights in the team, Jacob and Rusen, were all brought out by Donne, and both of them had been Donn's knight servants, and they were all students of Donn, and they respected Donn very much, and they never said a word about Donn's orders.

What's more, although these two bronze knights also added a few new wounds in the battle just now, they were all fine.

If Don were to name who would succeed him, the two knights would have nothing to say, avoiding the unnecessary strife that would come with competing for the position of leader.

So, who could it be? the calm and sophisticated Jacob, or the young and brave Rusen?

Demps tensed, his eyes roaming back and forth over Jacob and Ruthon who were standing nearby.

Who does Donn think will be more capable of leading them safely to Seaham?

Everyone speculated about the next name, but the name was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Barton ......"

It turned out to be Patton, the slave!

The eyes of everyone around him were all focused on Norman, and there was an incredible look in each pair of eyes, and Demps was most shocked: how could Don decide to let this slave be the leader of their team?!

Oh no, Don just took out the money to ransom this slave, with Donn's wealth, this Barton will be able to get rid of the slave body in no time, but he is still not qualified to be the leader of the team after all!

He had only been learning the sword from Don for a few days, not to mention Jacob and Rusen, even those young warriors in the team were enough to beat this Barton, how could Don let him be the leader of the team! Could it be that he was really Donn's illegitimate son?

Demps thought hambledly.

Of all the people present, only Norman knew that Donn's designated leader was not him.

Donne's throat details were still working, and he clearly had something to say later, just like just now, and Norman could just guess what he was trying to say—"Barton's servant."

Well, this is a taunting name that the people in the team give to Atramicia in private, and it originated when Atramicia served Norman as a servant every day as a slave to her.

Don En was dying and his head turned quite quickly, knowing that in his current state he probably couldn't say the complicated name "Atrimisia", so he simply replaced it with a nickname, and he was even afraid that he would not be able to finish it, and deliberately abandoned the complex and formal subject-verb structure of "The servant is subordinate to Norman", and used the inverted structure of "Patton's servant" which is more concise and slang-oriented, but what Don didn't expect was that he desperately tried to grab time in vain.

Before he could say the next words, the already gray light in his eyes finally could no longer hold it, and as soon as it was extinguished, he also tilted his head, and finally died.

The words that Tang En didn't have time to finish before he could finish it were held in his throat forever, and he couldn't get out again.