Fortunately, he didn't go far, and a war horse tied to the house appeared in front of him, and Cesar whispered, "Thank God!"

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Seeing that the poisonous mist was gradually moving away, Toria's heart finally settled down, and she hurriedly said to Cesar: "Thank you, sir, for saving your life, it was all my fault just now... Is... I'm really sorry. ”

Cesar strangely didn't respond, just hummed lowly.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Toria sensed that something was wrong, and quickly turned her head, only to find that Cesar's face was blue and his teeth were clenched, as if he was in great pain.

Cesar smiled bitterly and raised his right hand, and Toria realized that Cesar's right hand was already one of those horrible pus, and it was beginning to spread above his arm like a poisonous snake.

Toria screamed, and immediately understood that Cesar was stained by the deadly poisonous mist in order to save her, and if she continued like this, her life would be lost.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

"No, you're still so kind, that's the Toria I know. Cesar laughed, then gritted his teeth: "Tolia, it's up to you to help me bandage." ”

Before Tolia could react, Cesar drew his sword and put it under his right armpit.

"Sir, do you want to ...... What do you want to do!?" Toria panicked.

Cesar waved his sword decisively, and his right hand snapped off at the sound, and blood gushed out like a fountain, and he let out a dull snort, and his eyes went black and he fainted.

All that remained was Toria's panicked cries.

It's finally my turn to protect you, it's good, Tolia, you're okay, it's good!

Cesar sank into darkness once more, unconscious. Strange fog, aided by the wild north wind, wreaked havoc across Kulin.

The wails of the dying had gradually weakened, and only the moans of the dying had become the most terrifying background music in the Forest.

Salton glanced back, and his intuition was full of goosebumps, goosebumps, and hair standing on end.

Behind those thick green mist, countless soldiers who had not yet lost their breath squirmed their blackened bodies, trying to escape from this hell, but the little strength they had left could not support their mutilated limbs.

There's Kulin!

It's clearly a hell for evil spirits!

"Chris!" Toldton's voice trembled slightly, "We。。。。。 Are you still alive?"

"Yes, we are alive. Lord Salton!" Chris still kept his agreement with his father, among the three armies, there are only superiors and subordinates, no father and son: "I have survived in this hell".

"The King, Ruda, and Hill... Salton was a little unable to continue: "They。。。。。 Where are they now?!"

Chris stared into the depths of the thick green, and his eyes as sharp as a knife could not penetrate the mist: "Don't worry, Lord Soldton, they 。。。。。。 They'll be fine. How could the warriors of Nord fall so easily?"

"All we can do now is to get to the South Gate and leave Kulin as soon as possible. Then find a way to contact the remnants again!" Salton felt that it made sense, so he shook his spirits: "Chris, you are responsible for the guard in the rear, and I am responsible for opening the way in the front!"

Chris nodded, and the group set off again, the further south they went, the thinner the fog became, and the strong north wind also stopped the fog from moving south, forming a natural barrier.

Soon, the outline of the south gate was already faintly visible, and the soldiers almost felt that they had seen the gate to escape from hell, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace and rush out.

Outside the door is a verdant forest, the grass is separated, and the sun is warm, which makes people warm their bodies and minds.

Many soldiers immediately knelt down and kissed the lovely earth.

Outside the door, inside the door, hell on earth.

"Welcome back to earth. It's been a long wait. "The ragged man stood on the grass not far away, armed with a long sword.

The soldiers hadn't reacted yet, but the battle-hardened Salton immediately tensed up.

The man in front of him - that is the strong, perverted Darnay.

"Let me send you back to Hell again. As soon as he finished speaking, the Darnell was gone.

Even Salton couldn't catch the opponent's movement with his naked eye, so he could only instinctively raise the sword in his hand.

In the next second, Sallton's vision tilted strangely, and then inexplicably rose high.

"Father!" Chris's heart-rending roar was the last word he heard, and the world slowly froze, then darkened.

Chris rushed at full speed, and the flying knives in his sleeve were all shot at once, ten different techniques, ten different angles, and strangled with the craziest momentum!

A feast of blades!

But Darnay didn't even let go of his right hand holding Soldton's head, and the sword light in his left hand shuttled between the flying knives like a ghost, and the sword light suddenly exploded, slashing all the flying knives to pieces.

"The end blade, good hatred, good sword intent!" Darnay didn't move a single step.

"Bastard!" Chris gritted his teeth and yelled, "Come on!" The two swords came out together, rubbed their bodies and pounced, the swords like wings, and swept away.

Darnay threw away his sword and struck it at the spine with his bare hands, each blow being extremely accurate, as if he were dismantling a move with a child, without difficulty.

As soon as the sword was suffocated, Darnay's right hand immediately took advantage of the weakness, turned a fist into a palm, and a heavy blow was imprinted on Chris's shoulder, only to hear a crisp click, Chris's left hand drooped, and the sword in his hand could no longer be held tightly, and fell to the ground.

"Sain's swordsmanship?" Darnay laughed, but the smile was not half warm, "You're too far behind that guy." ”

Chris froze as if struck by lightning, with only sadness and hatred in his eyes: "You've seen Jesca." ”

"Yes. Darnay replied lightly: "I will put the spear into his chest with my own hands!"

Ahh

Chris roared, his rage had completely consumed him, he had completely forgotten what a terrifying existence the other party was, and he had forgotten all the moves and martial arts, and the only right hand he could use was wielding a long sword, drawing a meaningless arc, trying to cut off the other party's head.

Chris's mind only had this last command on his mind - kill him!

It's a pity that the strong obsession is meaningless in the huge difference in strength, and Darnay's next punch easily unloaded his arm, and then shook him out with one palm.

"Both commanders are finished," Darnay concluded blandly, "and then you miscellaneous fish." ”

He clapped his hands lightly, and hundreds of Nord rebels swarmed out of the nearby forest, waving their weapons and pounced on them like hungry tigers.

The Nord rebels have been dormant here since they evacuated Kulin, because Kurin has only one gate to escape, just like the only single-plank bridge to cross the river, as long as it is guarded here, all the troops of the Nord King's Division can be blocked.

This is the last killing in this whole killing game, and it is also the most hated killing.

There is no way out of hell at all, it's just a road to hell full of disguise.

When you are hopeful and most relaxed, you take away your life and hope at the same time.

"Welcome back to Hell, gentlemen. Darnay smiled.

I'm going to kill you!bastard!" Chris gritted his teeth as he gritted his teeth at the spoiler.

He struggled to get up, but both arms were dislocated, and the sudden imbalance caused him to fall hard as soon as he struggled to his feet, unwilling tears and blood on his face melted into the dirt under his jaw.

He struggled to raise his head, but met only those beast-like pupils.

That man was like an emperor with authority in his hands, staring at himself indifferently with a posture of looking down on all beings.

For a moment, Darnell seemed to confirm something, turned away, and silently walked away.

"Come back!" Chris squirmed desperately and yelled, "Come back to me!"

"I'll kill you with my own hands!"

"Even if I can only use my teeth! I will absolutely kill you!"

Chris roared wildly, but all he could do was growl, and he understood what Darnell had confirmed.

That's to confirm what exactly is the opponent?

At that moment, Darnell, who was like an emperor, only saw Chris, who was like an ant, this poor young man was completely defeated in terms of physique, fighting spirit, and skills, and had no value in fighting with him.

It's not that the emperor can't pinch the ants to death, it's just that he doesn't have the mood.

The roar of the ants can only represent impotence, watching the emperor disappear.

Chris's ears rang with the screams of slaughter, and the soldiers around him were struggling to resist, but they were all defeated by the attack of the morale-boosting Nord rebels.

And he could only twist his body as best to avoid the chaotic steps, so as not to be trampled to death.

He smiled bitterly and thought: I really look like an incompetent ant, and Chris, the last blade of the three armies, is probably dead.

Thinking about it, I can't help but feel a chill in my heart: since this is the case, it is better to die on this battlefield, and there is no need to worry about it after a hundred times.

As soon as he thought of this, he stopped struggling and waited quietly for death to come.

But strangely, the sound of the fight suddenly fell silent, and the two sides seemed to be waiting for something.

The familiar beat of the drums thundered, and the sound of uniform footsteps approached like thunder from afar.

Chris struggled to his feet, and with his remarkable eyesight, he immediately saw the clue.

The red frenzy was rapidly approaching, and the tall knight who took the lead raised his giant sword and roared like thunder: "Swadia!

"Swadia! Hurrah!" After the frenzy, there was a neat infantry phalanx, and the battle flag with blue background and gold stripes under the tip of the halberd was fluttering in the wind, like a mountain and a sea, and the momentum was terrifying!

The knight's spear easily tore apart the ranks of the Nord rebels, and the follow-up infantry immediately followed the halberd charge, completely annihilating the originally crushed formation!