Mornings in Murphy's town have always been quiet and peaceful, but this morning shattered that peace. The whole town www.biquge.info first began to shake, and then the shaking turned into violent shaking. The dullest old man in the town was startled, and opened the door tremblingly, looking at the road in the distance, but his eyes were struck by the army rushing on the horizon.

The wind in the mountains was still a little cool, blowing from the deepest part of the Grand Canyon, and even the strongest grizzly bears were not willing to stay a little longer. The hunters squinted their eyes, their bodies trembling instinctively, not because of this cool breeze, but because of the vague foreshadowing of what terrible events would happen next.

The ground was still shaking, and the entire town walked out of the door, from which the dust could be seen. In the forest, the towering ancient trees stand upright and fall like white paper, and the roar continues. Migratory birds in the distance have long since flown away and do not dare to stay in their nests.

On the horizon, a Dark Knight like a grim reaper appears first!

It was a knight in black armor, his helmet completely covering his face, revealing only his dark eyeballs, as deep as a cheetah. The armor on the shoulders was very peculiar, stacked upwards in several layers, and the heavy metal reached hundreds of catties, but it looked extremely easy on the knight's body. The mount had long, long, curved horns, covered in gurgling leather armor, and its eyes were blue, fierce and strange, and down the delicately crafted armor were rows of sharp teeth, glowing with cold light, creaking from time to time when chewing.

Behind the knights, hundreds of elite infantry followed, marching in orderly steps, gravel splashing and rumbling, leaving deep pits on the path. They were covered in the strongest of magical equipment, with swords hanging from their waists, lace patterns engraved on their scabbards that glistened in the sunlight. The infantry in the second half were still carrying silver longbows, and the enchantment veins were flowing with light, such an army was enough to level the baron's castle, and now it was rushing to Murphy Town!

Including the patrolling infantry, they all clearly understood the horror of this force. The people of the town are brave, but the brave tiger will tremble when he encounters the dragon. The old man quickly saw unusual signs in the black knight at the head, and his intuition with rich life experience told him that this army came from the ancient kingdom.

The black knight led by the black knight took the lead in rushing into the small town of Murphy, pulling the war horse hard, the demon knight neighed, the person stood up, and when it fell heavily to the ground, the road surface made of bluestone slabs shattered instantly.

The war horse stopped in an instant, and the damp and stuffy breath greeted him, and the old man could smell the rich smell of blood. The black knight looked down proudly, "Love--Er--- Lan!"

"The town... The town has only the Storm Tavern, where an Irish family lives. The old man trembled and pointed in one direction at the intersection of the town.

The townspeople had already gathered at the door, looking at each other, some of them before they could react to what was happening. At this time, a girl and a young man appeared behind the black knight, sitting on the magic horse respectively, the black knight nodded, and rushed to the tavern with his troops.

Lynch stood on the balcony, opened the corner of the curtain, looked solemn, and said, "The direction is wrong, it seems to be rushing here." ”

The whole army marched from the town gate, and the streets along the way were deserted, and the townspeople hurried back to their rooms and closed the gate tightly.

On the left is a young girl, dressed in a white dress and veil, with fair skin, and smiling like a lotus blooming. Her pupils are purple, shining and moving, and there is a jewel hanging from her neck, which is by no means an ordinary noblewoman in terms of image.

On the right is a young man, fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing aristocratic costumes sewn with gold thread, and his exquisite technique expresses the aristocratic atmosphere vividly. Those with a little experience can tell from the castle badge worn on his chest that it is a symbol of Dalaran, one of the three major kingdoms of mankind, and only direct members of the royal family are eligible to wear it.

"Brother Lynch, there are a lot of people in the town, they are so powerful, they are all sitting on powerful magical beasts" Little Rena ran happily and hugged her.

Lynch smiled helplessly, touched the girl's head, and said seriously: "Little Rena is good, wait for my brother to catch a black dragon and take you to fly one day, so now listen to my brother's words, hurry into the room, don't come out." ”

Then, he hurriedly went downstairs and asked, "Grandpa Fanben, you shouldn't have a grudge against anyone, right?"

"Definitely not, my father and Rena's parents are honest people and will never mess with others. Grandpa Fan replied very seriously.

At this time, Rena's voice sounded at the door: "Grandpa, brother, those people are here, and they say they want to see you." ”

Lynch and Grandpa Fan Ben's faces changed, and they hurried out, for fear of any accidents. Sure enough, the army led by the Black Knight was ultimately aimed at the Tavern, with hundreds of infantry standing in the rear, iron armor and orderly manners, as solid as a rock.

Little Rena sat on the black knight's right shoulder, carefully stroking the cold armor, her eyes full of curiosity.

"You are the inhabitants of this place!" the black knight puffed out his chest, his burly body like a small mountain, and rumbled as he spoke.

He took off his helmet and had crimson hair, a broad jaw covered with stubble, and a row of white teeth when he smiled. The Black Knight was very fond of little Rena, and hung his helmet from the spikes of his armor to let the girl play alone.

"Please put people down!" Lynch squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"I won't let go, what can you do?"

Rena was at first curious about the flaming iron knight, and then when she saw the black knight murdering Lynch, she began to break free, but found that her little hands could not use their strength to beat the knight's armor hard, but how could her insignificant strength shake the armor made of steel?

"Presumptuous, Black Knight, this is not a battlefield, understand!" the girl turned cold and scolded sternly.

At this point, the black knight shook his head, put little Rena down, and then put the helmet back up, and then retreated behind the girl.

"Grandpa!" Little Rena immediately ran to the old man's side, and her heart palpitated.