Barn, the leader of the Tiger Bandits, was in mixed moods.

As the conflict between Holy Emperor Shinas and Holy Pope Ulysses II intensifies, sooner or later there will be a big battle between both sides. And now, those powerful nobles who smell the smell of war are desperately reorganizing their armies, so as to make a big profit in the troubled times or add a little bit of bargaining chips to protect themselves.

So Grant, the boss of the Zot Province, as the big flank member of the Osilian Empire ruled by the Holy Emperor, is of course desperately expanding the army. However, the army is one of the most expensive investments, and it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to feed an army, and the relatively incomparatively indestructive province of Zute can't satisfy Grant's appetite, so in addition to increasing taxes from the Holy Land on the surface, he also manipulates the Black Tulip Knights under his command to control large and small bands of thieves from all over the province of Zott, and uses them to carry out rampant expropriation. Of course, Grant, who calls himself an "artist", also has a habit of slowly playing with beautiful women of all ethnic groups as collectibles, so the so-called "bandit army" under Grant's control does not forget to remind the leaders of the horse thieves to pay more attention to this aspect.

No matter how strong the gang of thieves is, it is not as good as the regular army. So in the face of the border army who came to "receive", he could only swallow his anger and dedicate almost all the treasures he had snatched to Lord Grant, and more than that-

"Kill. ”

Although Barn had been mentally prepared, hearing Ferret's cold roar still made the murderous outlaw tremble.

"Kill!" the dozens of black-armored knights behind him let out a unified roar, the cold tip of the rifle pointed forward. The war horse under the crotch let out a neighing -

The thieves cried and cried for their mothers, wondering why the officers and soldiers who seemed to be their own people would attack them without warning.

Some sane new gangsters soon discovered that their charge was all directed at young bandits like him. Those who rushed to the forefront of the robbery, suffered the heaviest casualties, and received the most modest pay.

He squinted and saw that the old thieves who followed the leader Barn were all indifferently looking at the figures that were torn apart by the spears, and the black-armored cavalry didn't even look at them!

It dawned on him. Why would the officers and soldiers do this, because if they did not take the heads of hundreds of bandits, no one would believe the exploits of suppressing bandits that Grant boasted!

These young and inexperienced people are just a bunch of victims. No wonder in Zott's strong anti-bandit operations, the thieves can resurrect again and again, and do evil again and again!

The black-armored cavalry was expressionless, with a machine-like killing sound. The tip of the spear, which shimmered with fighting spirit, pierced his body fiercely. A burning passage was opened in his body, followed by the explosion of fighting energy, and the young bandit saw half of his body torn to pieces by the fighting energy, and finally there was endless darkness.

Lovian felt a little bored as he watched the group of humans fight each other. He wandered around following the scent of demons and found an iron cage wrapped in linoleum.

The sharp nails cut the rope effortlessly, but he didn't see the little demon girl that the elf was talking about, only saw-

"Hello. He hesitated for a moment. Said in human language.

A dirty (and really is) dwarven lad with his arms crossed and staring at the visitor with lantern-sized eyes.

"Hello. The dwarf said in a human language with a heavy dwarven accent. "Are you here to execute me?"

Luo Weian scratched his head, "No, is there one of my kindreds here?"

The dwarf saw the strange yellow crystal eyes that lit up in the night, pointed to the other side of the cage, and grinned at the wounds on his arms. Lovian noticed the scars on the demons' fingernails at that time.

Lovion was a little curious about the unfazed dwarf, but that was not the purpose of his trip, and he cut open the linoleum on the other side.

A little girl who was only eleven or twelve years old in terms of human age sat there in a daze with her knees crossed. She was visibly surprised by the sudden moonlight that came in, and let out an elven scream.

As soon as Lovian remembered that she had been raised by the elves, she probably didn't speak the language of the demons - but he wasn't very good at the cumbersome elven language himself.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to execute you. He said it in the Terran language.

The little demon first said a lot of words in a fast elven language that Luo Weian didn't understand at all, and then with a pitiful expression, he said in human language: "Your back!!"

Luo Wei'an sighed, and with a backhand blow, a dark essence slashed out, strangled the neck of a middle-aged thief who was about to sound the alarm, and with a slight twist, his neck broke in response to the sound, and he fell to the ground softly, and his full fighting energy was lost before he could activate it.

"What's your name?" Lovian felt very relieved when he finally saw his junior five hundred years later.

"Snow foam. The little demon replied timidly.

"Snow foam...... Isn't that a common name for elves...... But it's also. Lovian whispered to himself, "Do you want to go back?"

The dwarf over there complained loudly: "Brother of the demon clan, use your axe to chop! chop! chop!!"

Seeing that his past accomplices were silent, one of the thieves cursed a few times and strode over. Lovien glanced at the dwarf speechlessly, and turned to face the stunned thief, who was two heads taller than himself.

"How many days have you been holding them here?" asked Lovian lightly.

The human thief finally reacted and roared: "Enemy attack-"

Before the second word could be uttered, the sharp nail of Lovian's right index finger pierced his brain and pointed at the center of his brow. The thief twitched a few times and fell to the ground.

The dwarf immediately clapped his hands full of dirt and shouted, "Brother, you are too domineering!

Lovian looked at the dwarf, "I think you're a talented person - what's your name?"

The dwarf jumped to his feet, his head hitting the top of the cage. "My name is Ding Kan, and I'm the accountant of Lord Huma!"

Luo Wei'an was stunned, what "flax" and "dingkan". He didn't know, "You have a unique skill in forging and smelting?"

"What!" the little demon beside her suddenly became dissatisfied, she moved, not at all like a slave who was locked up, "That guy doesn't even know how to pronounce the word 'forging', he will tell me the story of how he bargained for five hundred gold coins of grain for two hundred and fifty gold coins, and he annoyed people to death." Uncle!"

Uncle Luo Weian almost fell on his head, he was much younger than before, and he looked like he was in his thirties (the age of the demons).

"Okay, okay...... What will be explained later. I'll get you out first--see, run in that direction of the big tree, I'll cover you-hmm? Dingkan you can't see, Xuemo you lead this stupid fellow away. If you lose it, you lose it - she's your friend. Well, you have two short legs to hurry up!"

As he spoke, Lovian pressed his strength into the finger-thick steel bar, and soon with the help of the dark spirit, the steel cage twisted out a hole that could barely be drilled through, and Ding Kan gentlemanly let Xuemo squeeze out first (Lovian secretly stammered, the dwarf seemed to have nothing to do with etiquette in his memory).

"What about the demons raised by the elves?" Ferett saw the camp where the screams were gradually thinning, and saw his men cutting off a person's head in an orderly manner, and asked Barn, who was standing uncomfortably in front of him.

"The boys are slacking off again-I'll go down right away-"

Freette snorted coldly. The perception brought to him by the three cyclones was far beyond ordinary people, and he could clearly see two things running. One of them was the demon girl in the dirty dress, and the other was the dwarf who followed her with her legs fluttering fast.

"Where did you get the dwarven slaves?" Ferret wasn't worried that they would escape his grasp.

The early stages of the two cyclones in Bahn did not give him the eyes to see in that direction. He replied cautiously, "That dwarf is a slave of the elves......"

Freette didn't hear him clearly, for a fleeting red mist suddenly appeared in his shining eyes without warning, and his gaze was fixed in that direction. The last of the approaching bandits burst into a bloody splatter of their throats and lay on the ground convulsing.

A teenager slowly stepped out of the shadows, and Ferrett subconsciously clenched his riding spear, that kind of murderous temperament he had seen a lot, but he had never felt it in such a young man.

He slowly raised his rifle and pointed it at Lovian, letting out a screech.

The black-armored knight, who was sorting out the thief's head, immediately mounted his horse and quickly assembled in formation to advance in the direction pointed out by the commander.

Luo Wei'an adjusted his breath, this should be the first time he came to this world and attacked with all his strength. He clenched the imitation doomsday scepter in his right hand, and the magic lines that had been hidden on his face began to flicker with a faint purple light again.

Xuemo and Dingkan ran farther and farther away, and under the orders of an annoyed Barn, several archers began to draw their bowstrings.

If in the past, let alone the dozens of cavalry in front of him, even if he added two zeros to their number, he could make them come and go in ten seconds. However, with less than one thousandth of his strength, Lovian still had to be cautious in the face of these enemies, all of whom had a second cyclone in the early to mid-term.

Caution is cautious, the archers in front are the real threat to Xuemo and Dingkan. Before the cavalry could charge, Lovian paused at his feet, almost clinging to the ground and charging towards the two archers a few hundred meters away.

Seeing such a scene, the cavalry were startled, and immediately stabbed the cavalry spears in their hands into the shadow of the nearest Lovian.

The dark spirit formed a circle of tentacles around him, serving as a guard for him. As soon as the cavalry approached, Luo Weian turned around like a loach and drilled out of Lin Lin's gun array.

The elite black-armored cavalry saw the enemy passing through them so lightly, and several of them turned around with a roar and threw their spears at Lovian.

The aura of the fighting light suddenly illuminated the area, and Lovian kicked on the ground, waving the scepter in his hand, and spun in two directions at the same time.

Under Luo Wei'an's precise control, two lines of crimson essence like whips twisted a cavalry spear that shimmered with fighting energy, and the other used it as a positioning to point at the archer who was about to loosen the bowstring.

The two archers focused their full attention on Snow Foam and Dingkan, moving in the dark, completely oblivious to Lovian's icy lock.

As the most cutting-edge martial art of the demon race, the dark essence has an undoubted advantage at this moment. The slender filament of essence that seemed to break at the touch hooked the tip of the spear, and the blazing flames of fighting spirit melted instantly like boiling oil and snow, and the precise force guided the trajectory of the spear.

Ferret and Barn stared dumbfounded at the martial art they had never seen before.

Then Barn roared and drew the twin knives behind his back. Unleash two bursts of energy. Freyette stabbed his gun without saying a word, and the dark horse under his crotch was like a storm in the dark.

Lovian had already noticed the only knight with three cyclones, and that was the only thing he had expected.

Black flames bloomed on the tip of Feritte's spear like a dangerous and deadly agave.

Luo Wei'an calmly looked like ice and snow on the top of Edelstan, and a dark yellow and purple essence shield appeared on his left arm, and for a moment his momentum had been raised to the highest. Not a fierce attack like a wind, but a quiet blood moon in the sky.

Lovian waved his right hand gracefully in the air. The black lance swept away at his will, piercing the chest of the first archer between him and Ferrett with precision, and then piercing through the chest. pierced the neck of the second archer.

The momentum of the mounted spear continued unabated, and it stabbed straight at Ferret, whose whole body was shrouded in a cloud of black flames.

With a crisp thud, Lovian's spear was flown off, and the black flame on the tip of Ferrette's spear deepened.

Lovian calmly calculated the time when the cavalry in the rear would charge. My chance is only a few seconds.

Lovion held the Doomsday Scepter in both hands. The dark spirit enveloped the scepter's silver-glowing blade, rolling up a cloud of black-red flames, and then he bent back, and the black-red flames on the scepter rolled violently.

The asphalt-like dark essence suddenly unfolded, forming dozens of hideous scythes.

Black-red scythes burst out from the scepter and spread out in all directions, cutting at all enemies more than ten meters around him.

The Demon Scythe, which had extremely corrosive and ablative fighting spirits, immediately blocked the charging human cavalry, and a few cavalrymen who lost their minds were immediately cut through their defenses by the extremely fast scythe. Several deep wounds were left on the body. But this is not fatal, because Luo Wei'an has not yet recovered the strength of the two crystal nuclei. Coupled with the scattered attacks, it was impossible to pose a lethal threat to the dozens of black-armored cavalry who had reached the strength of second-level official knights.

But Lovian knew that it would be easier for him to escape from the cavalry of the Second Cyclone, and that some of the threats were Barn and Ferret in front of him. Barn is almost at the pinnacle of official knighthood, about the same as Talco, while Feret is a radiant knight who has just condensed the third cyclone.

Temporarily blocking the momentum of the cavalry behind him, Lovian's second successive superimposed Blood Moon Slash swept out of the air, heading straight for the black flame at the tip of Ferret's spear. And Barn's two bolts of energy, with a pick on his left arm, deviated from their intended trajectory and plunged into the cavalry in the battle with the demon's scythe, and let out a few screams.

The Blood Moon Slash stacked again, and a black-red mini-dragon swooped down in the air, bombarding the tip of the Black Flame Spear.

Luo Weian didn't expect that he would be able to compete with the three Douqi Cyclones of the Radiant Knight now, he just hoped that he could give himself a chance to create a zào.

The black-red essence collided with the deep dark fighting qi, and to Ferrett's surprise, the fighting energy of this young man who looked very young did not disappear in an instant as he imagined, but rubbed violently with his dark fighting qi, rolling up a shrill sound.

Luo Wei'an's face was as usual, and a blue and yellowed essence shield appeared on his left arm, which was the strongest defense condensed by the dark essence essence. Twisting up, the spirit shield of his left arm slammed into the barrel of Ferrat's gun.

Feret was so strong that the barrel of the gun could not help but shake, and Lovian did not stop for a moment, flashing to the side of Ferett opposite Barn, which made Barn dare not risk injuring Ferett and continue to attack.

Opportunities are fleeting.

The purple fingertips revealed a dark aura, piercing through Ferryette's stunned fighting qi defenses, leaving a few purple blood marks on Lovian's hands, but also an imperceptible wound on Ferrett's neck.

Enough was enough, Lowe sighed in relief.

Ferrette immediately knew what was going on, he roared angrily, he actually threw away the black riding spear, and turned around with a burst on the horse, and the pitch-black fighting spirit turned into a blue-white dazzling light line, condensed into a spear formed completely by the fighting spirit in his hand!

Luo Wei'an was taken aback, this kind of power didn't seem to belong to him, a simple knight of the Holy Radiance.

The dragon's roar rang out. A blue-white dazzling illusory dragon head appeared around Ferrett's body, a spear thrust composed of fighting energy, accompanied by a dragon roar that could tremble human souls.

Gun Combo - Dragon Thorn!Lovien was shocked, this was the signature skill of the dragon knight, who was very tricky for him at that time. They are a group of human powerhouses who share a soul contract with the dragons, and the combination of the strength of the Tongguò and the dragons is a threat to them, the legionnaires who stand at the pinnacle of strength. In order to solve this great problem, the Winged Demon Clan sent countless elite assassins to attack the human knights who were temporarily scattered with their contract dragons. Due to the terrifying efficiency of the Winged Demons, the dragon knight soon disappeared, and the only known dragon knight with a contract dragon was the dragon king's dragon master, and a great magician Terran hero Fried.

He could only run the spirit shield, although he knew that it was impossible to prevent it, but at least he should save his life. Although he didn't know where he got the power of the dragon clan, he was sure that this was a time-limited skill, and if he held on for a period of time, waited until the demon neurotoxin in Feret's body attacked, or waited for Xue Mo or Ding Kan to call the strong men of the elf clan, the matter would be resolved.

The essence shield shattered, and Luo Wei'an's left arm clicked, and before the pain came, Luo Wei'an knew that his left arm bone was almost broken into three pieces.

The essence surged back, barely preventing the impact of the remaining blue-white fighting qi. He slammed to the ground, braced himself with his right arm, quickly stood up, and aligned his left arm bone in place. Although this kind of pain is unimaginable for ordinary people, for Legion Commander Lovian, who has experienced too much, the most important thing is to save his left arm, so that he can avenge his arm.

Black essence surged into his left arm, condensing into a mass that held the shattered bones in place.

He stood still, and once again regained his pride and dignity. A faintly blood-colored moon hung silently behind him.

Ferrette still burned with blue-white flames around her.

"Demon ...... You're a demon......" His voice was not clear in the blue-white fighting aura.

Barn and his remaining horse thieves quickly surrounded Lovian, and the black-armored knight had just burst through the demon's scythe, stopping him from piercing Lovian's chest with a sharp rifle when Ferret's black gloves prevented him.

"Which remnant of the Minnar Forest are you?" Ferret was still burning with blue-white fighting energy, and Lovian immediately understood that he was using this fighting energy with dragon energy to resist the poison of the Blood Moon Demon Clan.

Lovian's citrine eyes shimmered in the night. (To be continued......)