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When the people heard the screams, they immediately sought their reputation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info saw a black-robed man holding a flaming sword in his hand and quickly running towards the gate. Linde spat blood from his mouth, and blood spilled from the wound with every cough. A blue flame slashed through the ancient gate, like a sharp sword cutting cheese, easily tearing the thick gate through a crack, and the black robe tail disappeared into the darkness.

When they looked at the second floor of the temple again, the black robe was still standing in place, but the face hidden in the hood was gone. Immediately, the robe slowly slumped, like a skin bag with bones removed, gradually bent and wrinkled, and finally fell to the ground.

"Linde!" Kenny was the first to react. He picked up the boy on the ground, and found that his blood and skin were no longer hot, but instead bloodless cold. A coldness that borders on death.

Eren was the first to burst out of the temple, followed by Sersi and Kane. "In the name of the Flame Priest, Bunny!!" the old knight in the spiked helmet drove his horse forward and stopped them with a silver glittering spear, "Bunnies, where can ?!!you run" He turned his face to the side, "Run!

"My lord, there's a surprise attack from the east!" a soldier cried, followed by a terrible wail from the east.

"Uncle! The legend is true! The legend of the flame is true!" Kane looked up in horror and looked at his uncle's face dyed orange by the torch, "Priest Aemon is dead, he really found the heir of the flame, and now that Excalibur has returned to your, everything is true!

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the old knight raised his leg and kicked Kane to the ground, rolling several times and eating a mouthful of mud.

At the same time, there was a flickering fire in the forest to the east, and the fire continued to spread at an alarming rate. Alan saw a tree engulfed in cyan flames, tongues of fire weaving between dead branches and leaves, and the tree seemed to be dressed in fluttering cyan robes, which contrasted with the night. At this time, the entire Flame Legion was boiling, countless war horses were neighing, and the soldiers who had not been attacked were busy calming their hips, but there was chaos in the east, and wails were everywhere.

"I'm telling the truth!" Kane staggered to his uncle's side, "The Flame Bearer is in the temple! Believe it or not, the sword pierced his heart, and the boy is still alive! And Aemon's priest is really dead! Even if you want to be allegiant, you can only swear allegiance to the Flame Bearer now!"

"Damn Kane!What the fuck are you doing!" the old knight took off his spiked helmet and yelled at him with a fierce face, "You think Namm is dead and no one can take care of you?!" he spun and dismounted, grabbing his nephew's collar with one hand, "Tell me!

"Genos, you're deaf, that madman is dead!" Kane angrily shook his hands away. But it ended in failure, and he was slapped firmly, and his mouth suddenly burst into a fishy heat.

"Great, great, sir!" a soldier crawled over and knelt beside the old knight, "West—"

"Shut up!" the old knight turned to his subordinates angrily, and then his gaze returned to his nephew's face. "Kane Irene, I watched you grow up, your father never disciplined you, and now I, as an uncle, ask you one last time, where is Priest Amon?"

"He's dead. Kane said.

The old knight nodded, loosened his collar, and drew his sword. "Your Excellency!" the soldier called out, "Urgent!"

"Then fucking straighten out your damn tongue for me!" the old knight roared angrily.

"To the west, there was a surprise attack on the west, and the right flank was annihilated, with Sir Thorny, Serr Selmy, Sir Doon, and Sir Clenn all killed, and the number of casualties continued to grow. The soldier exclaimed, "My lord, if you don't give the order, the Flame Legion will be finished!"

"West?" the old knight looked up, only to catch a glimpse of the fire in the east. "Your brain is full of mush?!You can't even tell the difference between east, east, west, and north!!!That's the east!" he pointed to the burning forest, "I'll ask you one last time!Is it east or west?!"

"My lord, it's the west, it's the west. The soldier looked up, "I am Sir Thorwey's personal attendant, and I have just fled from the west. There, there..... We have just been subjected to a massacre, and we have not even seen the shadow of the enemy. The brothers listened to the order and waited in place, when countless ice picks suddenly fell from the sky..... Everybody's dead, but we don't see even a shadow of the enemy....."

"Damn it, what are you talking about....." The old knight looked up, and found that his horse had been taken away by his nephew. "Damn bunny, don't run!" he waved his sword at the back of the horse, and turned back to find another man standing there.

"Lord Genos, I want to talk to you. Alan said calmly.

As the wind whistled in his ears, Kane looked around. The whole dead forest was in flames, the night sky was full of smoke, and the dancing flames obscured the stars in the sky, and the armor of the fallen and wailing soldiers flickered around them. At the limit of the line of sight, an extremely dazzling green light jumped in the darkness, disappearing for a while, and then extremely dazzling.

Following the direction of the light, he clamped the horse's belly, lowered himself as low as he could to avoid the dead branches, and sped along the forest path.

After a short moment, he suddenly saw a white wolf appear on his right, running rapidly at his side, its red tongue hanging out of its mouth, and immediately sat Camille, who could speak bird language. He did not say hello, but urged the horse to speed up, and then noticed three figures on the left hand side one after another. "Uncle compromised?!" he couldn't hold back, and shuffled out the wind with a roar.

"We swore to the damn iron stove and bring your head back!" Alan roared back.

After rushing out of the dead forest, the road ahead winds like a bow, and the moonlight sprinkles the nearby mud into a silvery white. They hurried their horses through the mud, heard a wild dog barking, and the nightingale's howl, but there was silence all around, and the blinding green light was gone.

"Are you sure he's going?" the horse under his crotch panted, and Alan sat in the saddle, turning his head to look around.

"There's a forest ahead. Kane said, holding his uncle's horse.

"But we didn't search the forest at all, we just rushed by!" Selsey's voice interjected.

"Alan, let's go back. Kenny turned his horse's head and said, "Selsey and Kane continue on, Camille heads north." ”

"No, my lord. Camille touched the white wolf's head, "Xun Li!" he cried, in a lingua franca. The little one immediately fell to the ground and sniffed wildly, then turned his head and carried his master away from the forest where he had come and went.