With the last royal city heavy rider being dug out alive, Lance decided to flee with this group of night beasts, at least to send the mountain werewolf Pascal and others to the [Banshee Island], at least the sea banshee is also a member of the night beast tribe, should accept this group of guys~

So Lance spoke out loud again, and Pascal the werewolf obediently stood by Lance's side, translating in the tribal lingua franca for everyone

"Phila is already a human world", Lance said as he thought about what kind of wording to use to better make this group of bloodthirsty guys obedient~

"I should have been on the side of humans, even if I was [a hybrid of hybrids] in your mouth, but when I was born, I grew up in a human place, at least now, his grandmother and I still think of myself as a human, and I shouldn't watch you abuse the heavy riders in front of you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut because of the special reasons, I have become mortal enemies with this group of heavy riders, so the enemy of the enemy is a friend, at least for this moment, we can be regarded as friends who have fought together!"

"Ah Minggou!", all the night beasts shouted, the lingua franca of this clan is really difficult to understand~, but Lance at least knows that this means a friend, because from the mouth of the mountain werewolf Pascal, the word came out first

"So, you either fight your way out, and there are the regrouped royal city light horsemen riding horses, these guys don't have the thick armor of heavy horses, but with the speed of horses and light crossbows and light swords, I think you will kill most of them. Then, if Fira's guards dare to join this crusade, maybe they can't get out of Fira, and you will die here!", Lance said as he slowly swept his eyes in front of all the Night Beasts, and these guys with different looks were excited, as if they had been brought into the climax of this discourse by Lance~, and they were eager to try

"Pascal, the old mountain werewolf beside me, is willing to fight with me, and the brothers who are waiting outside are also willing to fight with me, are you willing to fight with me!

It's not the first time Lance has fanned the flames, so these arguments are just plain familiar with it

Almost at the same time, before Pascal the werewolf could translate, the nightcrawlers shouted, "Pirier!"

Without a translator, Lance knew that in the next battle, he already had a group of night beasts who were willing to ride side by side with him, anyway, he had long been the most wanted criminal in the royal city, and killing the heavy rider was already a capital crime, so he didn't care who his comrades-in-arms were, and it was what Lance wanted most to keep his brothers from Gordon Town

But before that, Lance hurriedly asked the werewolves to stop the last sacrifice, signaling all the nightcrawlers to calm down from their mania

"Pascal, let them eat alive, at least not hungry until they die!", Lance said as he leaped off the hunting horse and walked in front of the last heavy horseman, Cohen Thrace, and motioned for the half of the spider-man claws that were about to penetrate the terrified eyes to be withdrawn~

Then, Lance tied the heavy horse to the back of the horse's butt and dragged away from the location of the Night Beast, which made many Night Beasts incomprehensible, but Pascal soon understood that these two had a grudge to settle!

.....

"Who the hell are you?", Cohen Thrace couldn't cry anymore, and gave up resistance, after all, his whole body was bound by the spider silk, and he couldn't move, so he could only be slaughtered, and why did Lance drag himself to the corner of the Colosseum, did he want to let himself go, so that he could bring a message back?

But Cohen Thrace was too simple

Lance, a man who has experienced near-death, is never easily emotional, except for his own brothers and the women

"I heard that you have killed more than 100 people in [Iron Shield Town]?", Lance dismounted again, stared at the guy in front of him, and wanted to ask the [Killing Sword Technique] in Old John's mouth, it must not be simple, so Lance decided to suppress first and then raise it, and use this little thing to break the psychological bottom line of Cohen Thrace~

However, Thrace was not easy to mess with, and suddenly found that something was wrong, and laughed on the spot, and after a while, the bloodied heavy rider said without changing his face

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, so many years later, there are still people who want to get that [combat skill] from me, but my mouth is harder than the last person who can take out this thing, come on, use your night beast to ravage me, it's death! I won't tell you, traitor to mankind!"

The spit hit Lance's forehead impartially, but Lance didn't bother to dodge it, and directly hit his head on Cohen Thrace's terrible head~

"Bang"~~

Bang

"Bang~"~

Two sounds~

Three tones~

This clumsy punishment made Pascal, the werewolf man in the distance, feel a headache, and if he fainted, wouldn't he be able to experience the pain of his skin?

But who knows, Lance just hit his head for the first time, and he also wanted to make his thinking clearer~

In the next few strokes, Lance didn't use his head, but his right fist!

And above that fist, what he held was a relic given to him by his mother, and he found the white dragon girl Christina's [Oath Shell]~

After a few blows, Lance put the bloody fist in Thrace's swollen eyes and whispered

"These little stones, you must know what they do, if I put them in your head, maybe you can honestly engrave your memories on this little stone without me asking, right?"

And Cohen Thrace, crying~, two lines of hot tears slowly dripped from under his eyes, today, is he really going to lose in the hands of this Lance?

After all, Thrace himself once carried fifty heavy horsemen and thirty light horsemen, and it became a stepping stone for Lance to go into the distance, and Cohen Thrace could not be reconciled!

But the body is indeed tightly entangled, Thrace is completely unable to fight, and can only listen to the mercy~

The glory of the family, everything that I have struggled so far, will be rushed in front of this fart boy in front of him~

So Cohen Thrace figured out what to do!

"At least, let me die a little shame!", as soon as this sentence came out, Lance's heart was also a little more steady~ (To be continued.) )