It was so dark that it was impossible to see the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not big, but it's been dripping, pulling out the thin curtain of drizzle, shrouding the night more and more foggy.

The head of the city of Glencia had to be lit with magical lights.

Of course, this is not the product of the Demon Seed, but they have turned it out of their treasury after taking over this once-thriving human city.

Demon seeds don't have such extravagant and elaborate things.

In the New World, Asgard, the way the demon seed was lit was simple and crude, and the bones of dragons or other large creatures were ground into powder to make fuel, and of course, animal fat, was a better lighting material.

Therefore, many times, the demon seed also has to admire the progress and development of human science and technology.

"How long has it been since the gluttony?" Li Bamo withdrew his gaze from the intricately made magic power lighting and so on, and sighed slightly, not knowing if he was admiring the progress of the human race, or if he already wanted to go home.

"Probably...... It's been more than an hour. Jealousy, who was also wearing a red and black robe and was one of the seven deadly sins standing beside Li Bamo, replied with some uncertainty.

Indeed...... It's been a long time.

According to the general situation, with the strength of these people, it won't take so long to solve some small roles.

Even if it is, gluttony is indeed a little greedy, and it shouldn't be so long.

Perhaps, this time, he is extraordinarily gluttonous?

"Nothing will happen, right?" Li Bamo was actually still a little careless, and when he said this, it was purely a kind of inertia.

He knew very well the strength of the Seven Deadly Sins, this was a group of monsters, and he didn't dare to say that he could completely defeat any of them.

"Maybe something really happened. Originally, there didn't seem to be any so-called jealousy, but after listening to Li Bamo's words, he suddenly became serious, he glanced at Li Bamo, and said, "I think I should go and see, that pig has been getting more and more greedy recently, and if something big happens in the end, it will be too late." ”

As he said that, the whole person disappeared into thin air.

Li Bamo didn't look at him, a glance.

He looked up again at the delicate magic power lamp.

Maybe...... You're going to lose, right?

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The rain dripped down the edge of the city, fell into a shallow pit, and turned into red rain.

Red rain.

Rain of blood.

The rain of blood fell from the city.

From a pole on the head of the city, on the domineering horseman.

"See?" Winnington said with a smile as he wiped his hands with a white handkerchief handed by the colonel on the side, pointing to Valenzo, the city of roses under the night rain, "the whole of Valenzo is blooming." ”

Red flowers.

Isn't the color of roses as bright red as blood?

Half an hour ago.

The city of Valenzo is broken.

Winnington smashed the city with one shot.

This man, who had always won with wisdom and scheming, was in front of this city that has always had a gentle legend.

shows his most arrogant and tough side.

He led the army to siege the city, rode a spear in his hand, and pierced the gate that was also much fortified.

The majestic posture at that moment was like the resurrection of the Emperor of the Spear.

Then 50,000 right troops entered the city like a black tide.

The slaughter began.

Just like when the demons first took over the city, how they slaughtered the helpless humans of the time.

Now it's up to humanity to slaughter them.

Although the demon seeds are all one against a hundred, only a thousand defenders are not enough to face an opponent dozens of times their size.

Undoubted failure.

"General, you've got their heads. At that moment, a lieutenant colonel hurried up to the city, reporting the latest news.

"Take it with you. Winnington seemed indifferent.

When he found out that there were only a thousand defenders in the corners of the city of three horns, he was no longer interested.

And that rumor seems to have been confirmed, that is, Hohenheim, the godfather of the demon seed, left behind a group of mortal demon seeds to stop the pace of human pursuit, and he has completely withdrawn with a large army.

An intriguing move.

You must know that the population of the demon seed remains below 100,000 all year round, and any strong demon seed is the most valuable asset of Asgard.

But this time, Hohenheim just casually left hundreds of people behind.

Come to think of it, it's the same on Lucifer's side.

"Don't you feel resentful?" Winnington looked at the demon seed that had been brought up by his men.

It was a tall, burly man, half a head taller than an ordinary human, with long silver hair and a pair of hands that could lift a giant hammer three people high, which had been severed.

Winnington remembered him as having fought the demon man at the beginning of the siege.

That kind of brave strength, Winnington even saw the shadow of Li Bamo in him a little.

"There's nothing to hold grudges about. The man's expression was surprisingly calm, and his eyes containing magic were now a little empty because of the depletion of energy in his body.

"Even if it is abandoned by others, used as a substitute for the dead, and died in a foreign land for such an inexplicable reason, doesn't it matter?" Wen Nington smiled, and lightly tapped the spear in front of him with his finger, which was stained with the blood of countless demon seeds.

He seemed to be provocative.

"You may not believe it. But instead of getting angry, the demon seed laughed and said, "I, we are all willing. ”

Voluntarily?

Volunteer what?

Voluntarily sent to death?

"On the night of the Father's departure, he summoned me. "He said to me, 'I know that you are actually the most faithful of the Patriarchs, and I can't change your faith, and I can tell you that the body of the Patriarch is in the chest behind me, and that I will soon set out to take him back to Asgard and use his heart to revive the sleeping saints." ”

"You now have two choices, draw your sword and see if you can snatch the Ancestor from my hands, or, die. ”

To die, or to die.

It sounds like a no-brainer.

"I thought about it for a while, left, and came back here. The demon seed whose hands were cut off said calmly, "I know that it is impossible for me to save the fate of the Holy Clan, and there is no possibility for the First Ancestor, only the Saints can, so I can only die." ”

"I can't turn my back on my faith, and I can't turn my back on the glory of my race. ”

"Death is my best destination. ”

"Perhaps...... You may be victorious for a short time, but in the end, the Holy Race will reign over the world. ”

After saying this, he died.

Died peacefully.

Bite your tongue and kill yourself.

"Bury him. Winnington was silent for a moment and said.

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