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Overgrown with weeds and barren.

A fourteen-year-old beggar boy in ragged clothes and thin yellow muscles hid in a deep tree hole with a frightened face, looking out cautiously through the dense vines.

The smell of blood wafted in the wind, and the screams were still ringing outside.

Zhao Ding felt that he was really unlucky, he was tracking a wild boar cub and ran here, but he didn't expect to fall into the tree hole, this tree hole is too deep, there is a secret room below, there is a corpse inside, more than three meters high, is a giant, I don't know how many years he has been dead, wearing armor, and holding a giant sword full of gaps in his hand.

Although giants more than three meters tall are rare, it is not uncommon for many races in this world to reach or even higher.

Zhao Ding has been in this place for three or four years, and he doesn't know how he got here? Is it to borrow a corpse to resurrect a soul, or to be reborn with a possession, all in all, he is now a flaxen hair, gray-brown eyes, and is collectively known as one of the three major human races in this place in the Western Continent.

He used to be a business wizard, grew up in an orphanage, studied in college on a work-study basis, and then his career flourished, in less than ten years, he accumulated tens of millions of dollars, and he could be regarded as having seen all kinds of human nature in society, and inevitably got involved in some gray fields, but he still maintained the bottom line in his heart, but he didn't expect to be assassinated by competitors when his career was at its most prosperous, and then he became what he is now.

This is the Western Continent, a world full of witchcraft monster knights.

And his current identity is just a little beggar living on the streets, without identity, when he was reborn, the owner of this body has been starved to death, thanks to his rich experience before, he has lived to the present, so far it has been three or four years.

I don't know how long it has been, the shouting and screaming outside gradually stopped, Zhao Ding dared to poke out his head a little, not long after he fell into this tree hole, two groups of people came outside, a group of people escorted a group of people to chase and kill, the two groups of people were inseparable, why didn't Zhao Ding dare to show up.

After messing around in the Western Continent for so long, Zhao Ding knew very well in his heart that there was no such thing as a bill of rights here, it was completely a slavery system in the Western Middle Ages or even earlier, not to mention the two groups of well-equipped knights outside, even if it was an ordinary person, it would not be too difficult to kill a little beggar like himself, and the lives of people in the Western Continent would be like mustard.

"Are these two groups of people doomed together?" There was no sound outside, Zhao Ding finally showed his head, only glanced at the muscles on his face that were stiffened, and his pupils constricted suddenly.

"Knights Templar?" just one glance at it, and he saw the pattern on one of the dead knights, which was a shield crossed with a knight's spear, and a goshawk standing on the tip of the spear.

Although it is not known which branch it is, it is indeed the pattern of the knights under the command of the Templars.

The Western Continent is a world of institutions where imperial power and divine power reflect each other, although the imperial power is high, especially those great empires have great autonomy, but the glory of the temple still shines on the earth, which is extremely sacred and inviolable.

Even a little beggar like Zhao Ding knew that the temple served the supreme Heavenly Father Priest Priest Ledard, and the knights of the Knights Templar stationed troops in various countries, because they served the Heavenly Father, had a special status, and had immunity from criminal law, and killing a civilian was like crushing an ant to death.

Zhao Ding was cautious, but in the end, the nature of a businessman still prevailed, he knew that he had ushered in a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance to change his current situation, missing today, he had no identity in the Western Continent, I am afraid that he would be a beggar for the rest of his life.

After thinking about it, he retreated into the hollow of the tree again, entered the secret room under the tree, and picked up the giant sword held by the giant.

"It's so heavy. "He crooked and almost fell, partly because he had been malnourished for a long time, and on the other hand, the sword was indeed too heavy, it was extremely heavy.

Strangely, when he picked up the sword, the corpse of the giant in armor suddenly fell apart along with the armor on his body, and turned into a pile of slag.

Zhao Ding felt strange and didn't think much about it, but he just felt that it might have been too long, the corpse and armor were rotten, and he held the two-handed big sword in both hands and crawled towards the outside of the cave.

"Luckily, they're all dead. After checking the outside environment, there was no danger, Zhao Ding breathed a sigh of relief, he had seen a lot of corpses in the Western Continent, but three or four hundred knights died at one time, even a middle nobleman had to go bankrupt directly, it was really a little scary.

He didn't dare to touch the equipment and weapons on those knights, especially the armor on the Knights Templar, it was even more hot, these things were taken to the black market to buy, once they were caught, they could easily be burned as heretics, Zhao Ding didn't want to take risks.

The target of his search is actually very simple, that is, gold coins and silver coins, these are hard currencies, the market is extremely widespread, and it is not easy for people to find out the source, which is his wise way to protect himself.

"If you can fight like this with the cavalry under the command of the Templar Order, the other side must also be a big force, could it be someone from the Imperial side?" Zhao Ding muttered secretly in his heart.

For thousands of years, the royal power and divine power on the Western Continent have been fighting in secret, which is no longer news, but the two sides have never put this kind of thing on the table to maintain a stable balance, but this kind of tragic killing is still rare in private.

"Not good. When the sixty-second corpse was collected, the Templar with his face covered in blood and half of his right face cut off suddenly opened one eye on his left, and his other hand was fiercely stuck on Zhao Ding's neck.

Zhao Ding's neck gurgled, he felt like it was about to be broken, his face was yellow and thin, he couldn't break free at all, gritted his teeth, he dragged his hands with all his might, grasped the two-handed big sword dragged out of the underground secret room, and slashed down one by one.

In the sound of snorting and wheezing violently, he waited until the head of the knight on the opposite side who had only one breath left was smashed, and he completely lost his strength, but blood was already flowing from his mouth.

Vomiting blood, his body fell to the ground softly, "It's really unlucky, this body is too weak, won't it just hang up!" Zhao Ding sighed in his heart, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

No one saw that the blood in Zhao Ding's mouth fell on the two-handed big sword in his hand, and countless black gases came out of the sword, and the sword body disappeared, but a huge black disc was formed under Zhao Ding's body, and there seemed to be countless gears turning on it.

More black qi came out, and the black shadows that were twisting and wailing in the bodies of the hundreds of dead knights around were extracted, and they were all pulled into Zhao Ding's body one by one, and the huge gear compass disappeared after it.

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"It's all here, I didn't expect to encounter the siege of the Knights of the Thorn Flower under the command of the Templar here, all the Shadow Cavalry under the command of the Lord were killed, and all 187 people were killed in battle. ”

Half an hour later, more than a dozen black-clothed men haunted the Nameless Valley, patrolling back and forth, and one of the leaders came to an old man with a white beard and hair, and said with a heavy face.

"What about the boy named Horn!" asked the gorgeously dressed old man.

"I was killed. The man in black replied.

"The Heavenly Thorn Flower Knights, twenty years of hard work have been lost, and more importantly, the Grand Duke is left with this only son, although he is only an illegitimate child, but now it is an extraordinary period, it is extremely important, how to explain to the Grand Duke. The old man's face was very ugly.

"Boss, come and have a look. At this time, someone exclaimed, and a group of men in black gathered there.

"What's the matter?" the old man, who was called the chief steward, walked over, his expression suddenly froze, and he was speechless for a while.

"How can there be two young masters?, does the grand duke have two illegitimate sons?" The person next to him was also stunned.

"No, this child's hair and eyes are not the same color, it is of Ansger lineage, and looking at the clothes, it should be just a little beggar passing by, suffering for no reason. The chief manager had sharp eyes and analyzed very calmly.

"The little beggar is still angry, and he doesn't seem to be seriously injured. The man who was crouching on the ground to inspect exclaimed.

"Don't say it, do your best to save his life, bring it back, and ask the Grand Duke to decide. The chief steward's eyes flashed, and he commanded.