"Luther, are you still a soldier?" Ziegler straightened up, staring at Luther in the crowd. www.biquge.info He and Luther were not close friends, but they fought in the same war, when the raid was divided into three main regions, and he and Luther were assigned to different regions.

Ziegler couldn't believe his eyes when the dungeon was horrific in the corpses, and it was hard for him to imagine what a former officer could do—the corpses were horrific to see, many of them former warriors who had fought together. The most intolerable thing for Ziegler was to see his soldiers killed.

The death of the two inner city guards the night before nearly tore him and Isai Hayvog apart, and upon learning the news, he angrily reprimanded Isai for his actions, and the two eventually parted. Compared to Isai's behavior, Luther went a hundred times more than - "These people may have played under you. ”

"But not anymore. Luther replied nonchalantly: "If you're locked up here for a few months, you'll understand how I feel now." ”

The prisoners were on the sidelines, but no one dared to actually come forward and compete with Ziegler.

In terms of strength, the captain of the inner city's guard is one of the few royal knights who live in seclusion in the kingdom of Talen, and even Luthor is slightly inferior in strength on paper. However, after the establishment of the kingdom of Talen, the situation of the two was completely different, Ziegler became a farmer, while Luthor was constantly fighting the monsters on the border.

So they had absolute faith in Luther.

Now is the time for the two aces to fight, and they just have to watch Lord Luther show off from the sidelines!

When Ziegler saw the terrible situation in the dungeon, he also dispelled the idea of persuading Luther, and this kind of behavior would not be too much to put him to death.

Ziegler stepped on his right foot, and the hammer that fell to the ground was shaken into the air, and he grasped the handle of the hammer with both hands, and his whole body was swirled with gray mist, and the whole person rushed into the crowd like a rhinoceros. The angry blow shook the prisoners in the front row back a few steps, and the sledgehammer swung with a gust of wind and slammed it into Luther.

Without the slightest retreat, Luther stepped forward to meet the sword, and with a light sword, she skillfully dodged the blow.

"It seems that you haven't experienced a life-and-death battle for a long time. Luther's composure and Ziegler's eyes were full of rage.

In terms of anger, Luther's anger and resentment are not weaker than the other party, but a qualified knight will never be blinded by his own emotions, and maintaining a clear mind in any situation is the foundation of a knight's life.

Ziegler, on the other hand, apparently no longer has this.

Although weapons such as giant hammers and tomahawks are full of momentum after a single blow, they have never been able to get rid of the disadvantages of not being flexible enough. Luther took advantage of Ziegler's remaining strength to turn around and slash again, this sword was fierce and vicious, intending to cut off Ziegler's waist - Rao was facing his former comrades, and he never thought of keeping his hand.

Ziegler was startled by the sudden gray mist on the blade of the sword that had been slashed off, and this mist showed that Luthor had stepped into the threshold of the royal knight at some point!

But the royal army clearly said that three months ago Luthor was a knight with silver emblems.

When opponents of the same division are in a match, the difference between them is enough to determine the outcome of the battle. If Luthor hadn't been promoted to the rank of Royal Knight, Ziegler could have used his scoring force to resist the blow and regain control of the attack. However, this sudden turn of events completely disrupted his plans, and although this blow would not cut him off at the waist, it was more than enough to leave a bloody hole in his body.

Ziegler had to drop the hammer and dodge backwards in embarrassment, but Luther, as if he had expected his move, slashed and missed, and his right foot slammed into Ziegler's lower abdomen.

The force of the kick made Ziegler spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he only felt that his internal organs were twisted together, and with his years of experience, he immediately knew that he had suffered internal injuries.

When the prisoners saw Ziegler fall to the ground, they immediately cheered loudly.

In fact, everything happened in a flash of lightning, and they were dazzled by the battle between the two, but the situation was already clear - Luther had the upper hand! The damned new captain was finally injured. The prisoners felt like they were the ones who had knocked Ziegler down.

"Perhaps I should also be thankful for that Tyre Cyrus, if it weren't for his presence, I'm afraid it would have been much longer for me to set foot in the Royal Knight. ”

Luther paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed wickedly: "Of course, the way I thank him is to kill him and Leah's little girl!"

"Yes, kill the Empress!"

"It's best not to let even the nobles go!"

The prisoners took the opportunity to heckle them, they were outright thugs, and they didn't even want a kingdom to exist. In the eyes of the robbers, the best thing in this world is those small villages, and these small villages will live in their shadows forever!

"Shut up. This time it was Luthor who drank them, and the prisoners kept their mouths shut for fear of being angered by the other party: "After I take power, you can have endless gold coins and women, but only if you obey my next word!"

"Needless to say, boss!"

"Just call the shots!"

The thugs echoed flatteringly.

"Hahahaha. However, a discordant laughter interrupted their enthusiasm, and they looked in amazement at Ziegler, who was smiling happily despite being beaten and spitting blood.

It's not funny for a kingdom captain!

"What are you laughing at?" Luther asked coldly.

"Luther, it looks like you've been locked up for too long. "It's not just him, I'm afraid that anyone in the Taron Kingdom will laugh when they hear it. A man who had just risen to the rank of royal knight had threatened to kill a man whose strength was far greater than that of ordinary Templars!—"You have indeed improved a lot...... But your progress is as small as a grain of sand on a sunny beach compared to Tyre Cyleus!"

"Just laugh. Luthor had expected this. At that time, when he fought Lin Qiu, he was already at the peak of the Silver Emblem Knight, but those who witnessed that duel knew that he was unilaterally crushed by the other party. And even if he was promoted to the rank of royal knight, he did not have the confidence to defeat Lin Qiu.

However, the source of his confidence does not come from the improvement of strength.

Luthor spread out the palm of his other hand, revealing a pill soaked with sweat in his palm - this was where his confidence was!

The mysterious black-robed man said that the pill would give him the power of the Templars in an instant!

"Ziegler, as a special reward for the past, I'll give you a taste of true despair!" Luther swallowed the pill in his hand.