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According to the "Light Bible", the God of Light in the Genesis divided the Divine Punishment Continent into twelve plates, and each was ordered to be denied in the name of the twelve disciples. Of course, the dark giants of the Abyss Hell are completely scoffing at this statement.

And the High Principle of Tribulation is located in the Principality of Orrick on the Tian Yuan Continent plate. More than a billion humans live on this continental plate, and dozens of empires, kingdoms, and principalities are scattered around. And the Duchy of Orrick, with a population of only more than 8 million, is undoubtedly the bottom existence.

The Emerald City, the capital of the Principality, in the back garden of the Grand Duke's Palace.

The bright moon hangs high, sprinkling silver light all over the ground, and it looks very bright.

Dressed in army armor, Grand Duke Eisenhow, armed with a broadsword, confronted seven or eight samurai in the darkness of the night.

The Principality of Orrick was established by force, and the founding Grand Duke Eisenhao fought all his life, and after more than 100 battles, he laid the foundation on the Tianyuan Continent plate surrounded by all powers. Although the Grand Duke is now nearly sixty years old, he is still a strong man worthy of respect and not to be underestimated with the strength of a seventeenth-level general.

"Urgent-" A hurried and panicked shout came from the gatehouse of the main hall, and a herald colonel rushed in.

"Panic what. The broadsword in the hand of Grand Duke Eisenhower only changed in the slightest, and with a slam blow, the back of the sword slapped on the somewhat distracted sergeant in front of him, and it flew out and smashed on the rockery more than ten meters away, "If you are on the battlefield, you are already dead." ”

Grand Duke Eisenhower fell to the ground with the tip of his sword, and the sergeant with a mouth full of blood foam shouted loudly, "My blood lion soldiers, when Mount Tai is overwhelming, and the tiger is facing each other without changing his face." You punish yourself for three months, and practice for two hours every night, and then step down. ”

Several of the other sergeants took their swords and, after saluting the Grand Duke, picked up their wounded companion and retreated.

"It's better to give me a reasonable explanation!" the Grand Duke took off his helmet and hugged it diagonally around his waist, and held his shiny broadsword in the palm of his right hand, as if he were on crutches on the ground. A casual glance swept over him, and the herald fell to one knee in shock, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

I think that when the Grand Duke galloped on the battlefield, the blood flowed everywhere the blood lion army went, and there were no chickens and dogs, and the killing intent that was not angry and self-threatening was forged by hundreds of thousands of dead souls.

"There was a miracle on the plateau of suffering. The herald held up a secret letter with trembling hands, the blood-red fire paint under the three chicken feathers on the letterhead was particularly dazzling, this was an urgent letter of military intelligence delivered through a portal.

Dang Chang -

The broadsword in the Grand Duke's hand fell to the ground.

"Bring it. The Grand Duke rushed forward with a lunge, snatched the letter, looked at the intact seal, opened the letterhead and read it in ten lines.

After a few breaths, the Grand Duke smiled slightly, and his face returned to normal.

"Hey, these grandsons, it's been a long time since you've been fighting, right? I thought it was a miracle when I encountered such a thing, and it seems that the soldiers at that sentry post have to be replaced. The Grand Duke muttered a pleasant face, and waved his hand at the herald colonel, "How many people know about this so-called 'miracle'?"

Seeing the relief on the Grand Duke's face, the herald's anxious mood relaxed, "As far as the sentry posts and portal guards of the Plateau of Suffering know, by the way, there are thousands of townspeople in a small town called Trist. ”

The Grand Duke nodded, picked up the broadsword that had fallen to the ground, and waved at the herald, signaling that he could retreat.

"Thero, come down. Seeing that the herald's figure disappeared, the Grand Duke's face was almost dripping with water.

"Marshal. "A white-faced man in his forties stepped out of the shadow of a tree.

"Go to the plateau of tribulation and kill all the people who witnessed the miracle, leaving no one behind. The Grand Duke shook his hand, and the letterhead on the kraft paper immediately turned into smithereens, "Take a blood lion legion and rush over overnight. ”

"Yes!" Thero's mood remained the same, as if it was only a few insignificant pheasants that he was about to kill, not thousands of living human lives.

"I think it's necessary to remind the marshal that there is a church of the Illuminati there. Thelo turned around and said lightly.

"Kill the light. A hint of fierceness slipped in the Grand Duke's eyes, "If there is a holy thing, bring it back." ”

"Yes!"

Looking at Thero, who disappeared like a ghost, the Grand Duke's expression seemed a little lonely, and a trace of worry slipped through his eyes.

"Let's hope it's in time. The Grand Duke sighed and turned away, the back of the enemy so lonely that he was about to lose his home.

Outside the Emerald City, the army moved, and the people were noisy.

The Three Blood Lion Legions are the elite of the Principality of Orrick and the descendants of Grand Duke Eisenhao's family.

Each Blood Lion Legion is full of 10,000 men, all of them in heavy armor and ground horses. This kind of earth dragon horse is said to be a semi-demonic beast descendant produced by the combination of earth dragon and horse, and its foot strength is amazing. It only takes three hours to reach the Plateau of Suffering, which is more than 800 kilometers away.

At this time, the stone forest outside the town of Trist.

The girl who slowly arched to the edge of the pit like a caterpillar looked at the bottom of the pit in a daze.

Is this still his own brother?

A naked teenager with his back to the sky and his eyes closed.

The streamlined muscles of the whole body look so coordinated, even the body of the god of love and beauty is no more than that.

The slightly chubby cheeks still have a bit of the appearance of a young Kane, and the teenager who looks like a sleeping teenager gives people an illusion of illusion and unreality.

It is a kind of moon in the water, the feeling of flowers in the mirror, which seems to be in front of you, but it seems to be far away in the sky.

"Brother?" the girl called tentatively.

"Kane?" the girl unconsciously accentuated her voice.

The boy didn't react, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made one wonder if he was still in a sweet dream.

"Pull him up. Father Ida focused his eyes on the young man's body, and casually commanded the Holy Cult Army beside him.

The rope on the girl who was tied worked out.

Soon, a single tactical rope tied in a slipknot wrapped around the boy's arm and pulled him up.

The freed girl ignored the Holy Cult's obstruction, rushed forward and hugged the naked boy.

"Kane, Kane. The girl carefully shook the boy's body for fear of hurting him, "Wake up, Kane, I'm your sister Lillian." ”

The teenager did not respond.

"This is Kane? ”

"How can you still be alive if you fall from such a high altitude?"

Thousands of Trist townspeople had leaned in, whispering to Lillian, Father Ada, the four Holy Cultists, and the outer three floors of the naked boys.

"Kane open her eyes and look at me, I'm your sister Lilian!" the girl cried and stretched out her hand to break the boy's closed eyes.

Father Ada, who was watching coldly, frowned, and had some doubts in his heart, whether this young man was Kane or not, he had fallen from the Holy Gate. Not to mention why he didn't fall to pieces, why couldn't he even feel a trace of divine power fluctuations?

While thinking about it, the girl's dirty hand had already broken the young man's right eye.

Hulala――

Dark clouds are thick, strong winds are raging, and sand and rocks are flying.

The light in this world suddenly disappeared, and with the boy as the center, an absolutely dark realm appeared without a single light.

"What a dark atmosphere!" said Father Ada, who was startled, opened the Light Bible and chanted aloud, trying to resist the darkness that was everywhere.

But it was all in vain.

In the next second, not even the outline of the Light Bible could be discerned in the darkness.

"Run!" said Father Ida to run away, but found that he could not take a step at all.

Embodied darkness?

Which dark giant's doppelganger is coming?

Or is it yet another invasion of the dark world?

Father Ada's heart fell into the abyss.