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Although Cage didn't resist too much, some of them were still seriously injured, and the king-level powerhouses who grew up were not like black-haired werewolves, and those who could reach the martial arts were all geniuses who had experienced a hundred battles, had superb martial arts, and had extraordinary consciousness. Compared to Cage, Bowen is like an upstart, with great power but no matching consciousness and experience.

Lucky for them, if Cage had been going to break the net, not a single one would have died.

Albert did not let the crowd go, and fell into deep thought. "Cage......" he kept muttering the name, which seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"I seem to have seen this name in a certain book. Joanna didn't leave either, staying with Albert. "It's like a book about adventure. She told Albert that she wasn't sure either.

"Thank you. Albert gave Joanna a smile and looked back at the horrific corpse.

I don't know how long later, an adventure book called "Exploring the Ancient Ruins" flashed before his eyes, and one of the chapters had a character named Cage, but he was not the main character. The Cage mentioned above is the guard of an ancient cemetery, and he is a withered and old magician, and he has nothing in common with this Cage.

Albert crouched down and took a closer look at Cage's face.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he remembered a ballad he had heard as a child in the Buffia Empire.

Cage, Cage, the fool who provokes the aristocracy.

Cage, Cage, dared to break into the Duke's castle.

Cage, Cage. Even if you were a hero of the Empire.

......

"Is that him?" Albert frowned. The mood is even heavier.

The ballad was used by adults to warn children not to provoke the aristocracy. But in fact, the person who wrote that ballad was there to praise Cage.

About twenty years ago, at the end of the Eleventh War between humans and orcs, Cage, a pioneer officer and junior martial artist, received an order to assassinate Rudolph, a high-ranking martial artist and overseer of orcs. Unfortunately, the mission was unsuccessful, and Cage was seriously injured by Rudolph. Thankfully, and proudly, Cage survived. But as the price of his life, Cage, who was seriously injured, lost several orders in a row, which caused his strength to stop at the king level, and he never advanced an inch again.

Of course, Rudolph was not unscathed.

Cage's sword aura struck him in the abdomen, and although it was not fatal, it required a long period of recuperation.

In this way, because the supreme commander was bedridden to recuperate from his injuries, the leaderless orc empire had no choice but to retreat.

The orc's eleventh invasion plan came to an end, and the biggest contributor was undoubtedly Cage. However. But this hero did not receive the Medal of Honor from the Reich, and not only that. He was also placed on death row. In prison, Cage was depressed all day long, and even thought about suicide. A patrolling guard stops Cage and tells Cage that the honor that should have belonged to him has been taken by the Generalissimo of the Empire, Marquis Daisy.

This was no secret then, and even now, and the Marquis of Daisy thus became the only duke of non-royal blood in the Barfia Empire.

Enraged, Cage knocks out the guards, escapes from death row, and breaks into Duke Daisy's domain. Cage then vanished, and no one knew where he had gone, or whether he was still alive, leaving only an ironic ballad.

Albert retracted his thoughts and sighed.

He called for Chevis, and said weakly, "My friend, let's go, to the imperial capital." ”

With that, he picked up Cage's corpse, not caring about the blood staining his new coat.

"And what about him?" Chevis asked, pointing to Cage's corpse, "Are we going to take him to the imperial capital too?" he frowned.

"No, let's go to the outskirts and bury him. Albert said calmly, but under the calm words was a thick sadness and regret, time passed, the hero was twilight, and he was unknown. If he had known Cage's identity, he would never have done it, but unfortunately it was too late, he couldn't resurrect Cage, maybe the vampire could, but that was tarnishing Cage's spirit.

All Albert could do was give the hero a good burial.

"You want me to carry him?" Chevis looked reluctant until he met Albert's fierce gaze, "Okay." He nodded helplessly, he had never seen Albert so angry.

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Deep in the deserted mountains, Albert constantly summoned fireballs to bombard the ground, and the crater became larger and larger.

"Who is this?" Chevis asked, staring at Albert with a solemn expression. With that, he summoned a surging cloud of venom, but he didn't know whether to help or not, the venom made the soil softer.

"A true hero. Albert pursed his lips, "I've never regretted the killing, I know those people deserve to die, but this time was an exception." He seemed to be saying to Chevis, and it was like talking to himself. "When this incident is over, I will not kill anyone, not even the most heinous villains. I figured it out, we don't have the right to decide whether a person lives or dies, maybe they have something to worry about. ”

As he spoke, he had dug up the grave and placed Cage's body lightly in it. "Let the judges decide the trial. ”

He thought of Byron in Dawn, the judge who had been a little stubborn and right, and the power had indeed twisted his heart and made him more and more apathetic. No, it wasn't the power's fault, it was the constant killing that changed him. Just like today, he could have remembered Cage's identity before making a move, but his already twisted heart made him not want to let go of the enemy in front of him.

"The accomplices of the vampires deserve to die. "It's not just the humans of the Atlantis who hate them, but the underground races also hate the monsters created by the demons. ”

"Why don't we, Chevis?" Albert smiled, "Forget? ”

"We are dragons and wurms, the highest race, and what are those disgusting vampires. Chevis said disdainfully, "They willingly surrender to the devil." ”

"Perhaps, but that's not all. Albert shook his head, as if suddenly he had changed a different person. No longer the extreme idea that all vampires deserve to die. Every race has pacifists, humans are, orcs are, dragons are, and vampires are no exception.

Chevis didn't say any more, but it wasn't because he agreed with Albert, he just didn't want to continue the pointless bickering.

"In short, I will not kill people easily, in order not to regret it as much as I do today. Albert said, burying Cage's body in the dirt. Immediately, he found a boulder, turned his right hand into a dragon claw, and engraved the words "Hero Cage". (To be continued.) )