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There were three standing figures in the crowd of kneeling down, Aya, Xiao Ai, Xiao Nai, this was a duel, but only the three of them were simply watching this duel.

Darkel glanced at Aya from afar, she was still so beautiful and moving, so cold and bleak, she frowned when she looked at herself, and then turned her head, this girl from Clover Women's School of Magic had been so cold to her all along.

"Second sister, he's looking at you", Xiao Nai behind her stood on tiptoe, she saw Roger leisurely playing with the golden knife in his hand and said indignantly: "That guy is so hateful when he dues, I hope that knight will teach this despicable guy a good lesson",

In the final, she was miserable by Roger, and she still remembers it.

Aya said: "Compared to the stupid policy of the Mad Dog Archbishop, Roger's bastard is more pleasing to the eye",

"Hey, second sister, it's the first time I've heard you say so much."

"Hmph",

Darkel marched forward in the midst of the people's bows, and the place of his duel with Roger was not a jousting platform, but a square, where there were no rules, and there was no other way to do it either to die or to end with the winning side.

The sound of horses' hooves came with a clatter, and Roger wrapped the handle of the golden knife around the steel wire and glanced at him and said: "Maybe your mad dog father thinks that I am injured and destined to lose this duel, but unfortunately, I am not injured, and there is no suspense in this duel, it will be you who lose",

Darkel was unmoved, but raised his light rifle with a sad look on his face.

"Roger, I have no grievances with you, this duel is left to fate",

Roger hung on the ground with a wire and gold knife. sneered: "You have neither the strength to win me nor the determination to die, why are you still standing here?",

"This duel doesn't mean anything to you even if I win, and my purpose is not for you, tell me. Tell the people who have bowed down to you how he has humiliated Sangaru and how he has forced me to accept this duel, and tell me".

The people who knelt down looked at each other. What kind of duel is this, and what kind of rights and wrongs are involved?

Duras in the carriage lifted the curtain, and at a glance he saw Liana, who was standing high on the top of the church, and she looked down at him with the same smile on her lips.

"Darkell. A knight's prowess is to be proved by blood, not words", he said in a cold voice, he was not at all worried about the infamous son who had become a member of the Templar Reserve, and now he suddenly had a conscience that Duras was a little disappointed.

If you want to cover the sky with one hand in a dirty world, you must be ruthless and poisonous enough, and conscience is something that is destined to be thrown away. Darkel looked at Roger silently. The light cavalry gun in his hand was clenched.

"Roger, let's fight to the death", his eyes changed awe-inspiringly. Under the crotch, four horses came, and the light riding spear in his hand stabbed straight in.

A little girl in the kneeling crowd grinned, quietly took out a pin and poked it into her arms.

"Hmm", Darkel suddenly felt a pain in his chest on the horse, and the light horse gun in his hand was almost unsteady, and this was only the beginning of his bad luck, Roger flicked the golden knife in his hand and flew around the front hooves of the horse. The golden knife rotated twice around the horse's hooves, and the steel wire was wound around the horses' hooves.

"Snort".

Roger's fingers jerked at the horse's hooves and broke off in response, and the horse stumbled and fell to the ground with a scream. Darkel also clutched his chest and fell off the horse with a bang, the armor on his body knocked a crack in the ground, he tried his best to get up but he didn't know why the pain in his body kept coming, on his body, on his legs, on his arms, everywhere there was a pain in his heart.

"Huh?",

Duras, who had planned all this, never imagined that it would become like this, and without warning, Darkel would be defeated so easily.

Roger sneered and stepped forward and inserted the golden knife into Darkor's back, looked at Duras in the carriage and sneered: "Duras, the farce you arranged is almost over",

There was a sound of wind, Liana bent her knees and jumped down from the top of the church, she flew down the walls and windows of the church, like a strong wind, like thunder, and several black shadows behind her flew towards her, but just a touch was broken and thrown down, just a moment of effort she had turned to the ground.

The prostrating crowd watched in amazement at the change that had taken them by surprise, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu knight Darkor was defeated, and a terrifying woman appeared on the top of the church.

"What's going on?",

"What happened?",

Duras sneered and beckoned, and the one-eyed man who had been standing beside him strode towards Roger, the dagger in his hand poked out, and at the same time, the sound of "whoosh" continued to sound, and people dressed in black and holding short knives poured out of the church square in all directions, they poured out from the church, the crowd, and the corridor, and the square that seemed empty just now immediately turned black.

And in the middle of the square came a man, tall and handsome, who strode up to Roger with a thousand thorns in his hand.

Ogga, the god of war, the strongest spear of the Groot family

"When", seeing his appearance, One-Eyed immediately sped up and wanted to kill Roger, but Ogga's speed was faster than he imagined, and his knife was separated by a thousand thorns as soon as he chopped it down, and the thousand thorns came with the trend, and he was shocked and swept out for the first time.

"Snort", a thousand thorns grazed his forehead and pierced the heart of a man in black, just for an instant he saw a terrifying scene, not only the tip of the spear, but also the barbs erected and pierced into the body of the man in black, emptying his blood in an instant, and he retreated again and again in horror.

"Hahaha, Duras, do you not give the Groot family face so much?", Oga stood in front of Roger, and the thousand thorns in his hand pierced into the body of the man in black behind him, and then there was another sound of a spear entering the body, and the thousand thorns pierced through the body of the man in black and pierced into the chests of the two men in black behind, leaking out from the back, three shots, and the god of war Oga was merciless when he killed.

Duras stepped out of the carriage and sneered: "My people, all stand back, these rebellions against the Holy See will be punished, but by the teachings of the merciful teachings of the doctrine I will only kill the first evil, and no one else will be held accountable",

"Duras, they are the people of the Holy See, not yours",

A voice suddenly sounded, a red robe slowly walked over, he walked slowly past the kneeling crowd with his hands behind his back, the guards beside him opened the way, the soft light outside his body was like an angel's light sprinkled, he walked in front of Duras step by step.

Duras's eyes turned cold.

"Soffield, do you still have your part in this?", (To be continued)