Palanti stepped on the blood of the corpse and returned to the camp, shook off the blood stained on the sword in his hand, and turned his head to ignore the dead silence of the refugees inside and outside the camp. {Starter}

She gave the old man a chance to identify his son, but the old man was trembling and couldn't tell him, so she kindly walked out of the camp and killed all the refugees who were scuffling with him to recognize his father. When she returned to the camp, she saw the old man's pained expression, so she kindly sent the old man to his son, along with his whole family.

This inhumane massacre immediately aroused the indignation of the refugees, many of whom rushed forward and brandished their fists and shouted questions, demanding that the girl pay for her cruelty. Of course, Palanti didn't want to pay for anyone else, so he had to let these hot-blooded refugees pay for him.

In just five minutes, a full thirty-two lives, when Palanti put away his sword, there was a dead silence inside and outside the camp, no one dared to say more nonsense, and those with this courage and bad intentions were now at Palanti's feet.

Something like the massacre of civilians requires extremely heavy psychological pressure for a soldier who still has integrity in his heart. El led the Isttalon warriors to a reputation in the brown hills, and that was because the enemies were all vicious bandits, and there was no reason for them to talk to the scum, and only more extreme violence could temporarily suppress their madness. But if the subject is replaced by an unarmed civilian, even El may not be able to do it, although he thinks he is not a good person, but after all, he still has his own bottom line.

But this is not to say that the Istalens have noble feelings, and it was the right decision for Lolana to send Palanti over to suppress the riots. Don't look at Palanti's young age, but she was once a member of the Black Knights, the hidden power of the White Lion family. From her father's generation of GLP, she was responsible for handling the dirty work of the White Lion family, and the talent of the children cultivated by the family can be imagined.

El always felt that Palanti's fighting style was too reckless and reckless, but he didn't consider that she was not a regular warrior in the first place, and the black knight's style was more like that of assassin killers, who didn't care much about their own lives in order to achieve their goals. And if a person doesn't even care about her own life, you shouldn't expect her to have any unnecessary psychological burden because of other people's lives.

Patanti's personality is actually more introverted, so she has never been very talkative, preferring to express her thoughts with practical actions. And now, she hadn't spoken since she drew her sword, and yet everyone understood her very well, and you had to shut up when I didn't speak, or you would die!

No matter what thoughts the refugees have in their hearts at this moment, they have to bow their heads in front of the bloody butcher's knife and put their posture to the most humble level. If there are still people who don't know each other at this time to jump out and encourage everyone to resist violence, it is either because his brain is in water, or he is sure that he has ulterior motives. Without even having to do anything about Palanti, the refugees around him would immediately isolate him.

Although the excitement of the refugees was forcibly suppressed, the crows flying in the air seemed to be indifferent, and the corpses and blood on the ground only stimulated their greed and bloodthirstiness. Palanti's killing can deter the refugees, but with the intelligence of these crows, it is difficult to understand the fear of humans, and they only see the fat flesh flowing with blood on the ground, so they can't wait to swoop down. Ordinary crows don't approach when they see human activity, but these crows, who have eaten the flesh of dead people, don't care about human gaze at all, they croak and seem to laugh at humans.

Palanti looked at the sky with a solemn face, she could feel the obvious malice in those crows, there were more and more crows hovering in the sky, looking at their current size, even a living person could not parry them. Before she could come to her senses, the crows in the sky had already swooped down, like a large black net, enveloping her head.

Palanti clenched the hilt of her sword, and was about to use her flash sword technique to fight her way out, when she suddenly heard a strange whistling sound in her ears, she blinked, and the hilt of the sword that she was about to pull out again slowly put it back.

The crows that swept down from the sky gathered into a black torrent, and it was about to pounce on the heads of the refugees, but at this moment, another black wave rushed from the side and collided with the crow swarm, and the crows' piercing screams suddenly turned into a scream in the sky, and the scattered feathers and corpses fell like raindrops.

At the other end of the camp, Ahmed moved his hot fingers, his frustration palpable, and he looked at the crow corpses that had fallen from the sky and counted them again, and it was still one hundred and thirty-seven, an odd number, which was not lucky at all.

The excited refugees were shocked by the rain of blood in the sky and did not react for a long time. One of the tall middle-aged men had already stood up and wanted to speak, but this bloody scene made his words hold back his mouth. A crow hit by an arrow right on his head, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, and his hands were immediately stained with bloodstains.

The middle-aged man looked at the blood stains on his hands, then raised his head to look at Palanti who was standing expressionless in the camp, and suddenly exclaimed exaggeratedly: "They killed the crows! They angered the crow gods! The crow gods will definitely condemn these demons! Everyone follow me and save our relatives!"

After these words were shouted, there was a two-second freeze on the scene, and even Palanti didn't react because he didn't understand what he was saying. But at this moment, all kinds of echoes immediately erupted among the refugee crowd gathered outside the camp, and an invisible hand pushed the refugee crowd towards the camp.

A silver light flashed through the crowd, and the middle-aged man who was shouting and making trouble was cut off by a flash sword from Palanti, but at this time, it was useless to kill him alone, and all the refugees were provoked by the so-called god of crows, and under the instigation of those who had a heart, they burst out with unimaginable power. If these refugees were allowed to storm the camps, the consequences would be dire.

Several daggers poked out of the crowd and stabbed Palanti's body viciously. The girl subconsciously burst out with a flash sword technique, repelling all the assassins with ulterior motives, but at the same time, her sword also attacked the surrounding refugees, in this case, even if those refugees wanted to dodge, there was no room to dodge at all, and suddenly a piece of flesh and blood flew sideways.

What is the point of driving these innocent people to come up and send them to their deaths? Is this what the other party is trying to achieve? Palanti realized in his heart, and his hand holding the sword loosened a little and then clenched it again. She knew very well how much she was capable of, and it was just a waste of time to think about this kind of question. Since Lolana has put herself in this position, it means that she has anticipated the current situation.

Then the answer is obvious, if someone else else might choose to deal with it, but Palanti will only kill people, and only she can carry out indiscriminate massacres without hesitation against these unarmed refugees. In that case, don't look ahead and start the killing feast with instinct!

Palanti took a deep breath, her chest swelling to an eerie degree, and then she opened her mouth and let out an unreserved lion roar in the sky. An invisible ripple exploded from the air above her head, instantly shaking the crow feathers scattered around her into the air again.

The refugees who approached her did not hear anything, they only felt that their heads were hit by something like a hammer, and as soon as their eyes went dark, they lost consciousness and fell to the ground and began to bleed. These refugees, who have been deprived of adequate food for a long time, have already collapsed. They may still be able to maintain their mobility with the will to survive, but they will not be able to withstand the roar of a lion who has reached the strength of the silver rank.

An open space with a radius of more than ten meters instantly appeared around the girl, and from ten meters away, not many people could barely stand. In addition to the mentally prepared Istalon warriors, there were also many strong men hidden among those refugees, who were able to hold on despite their painful faces, at least with some training.

Why would these people be mixed in with the refugees? Palanti didn't want or need to know the answer, she walked up to the man closest to her and stabbed him in the heart with a backhand.

Slowly pulling the foil from the man's body, Palanti saw the fear in the eyes of the suspected members of the Masonry Brotherhood around him. It's easy to kill, but it takes a certain amount of skill to instill fear in people. The Black Knight's lessons originally consisted only of the art of killing, but El was a very talented teacher in this area, and Palanti benefited greatly from him.

A disdainful snort came from a distance, and although it was not loud, Palanti shivered violently, and the cold hair on his body exploded like a cat. She leaned down and held the ground with one hand, and quickly entered the activation state of the flash sword technique. Not far in front of her, behind the refugees who had fled in all directions in panic, an unusually tall figure slowly appeared.

"Don't move, you're no match for that man. Palanti's grip on the hilt of the sword had already erupted, but the large, thick hand had pressed her shoulders and pressed back the power that was about to burst out of her body. The girl looked back in surprise and saw Ahmed's unusually serious face.

"And sure enough...... But isn't it a bit hasty to turn over the hole cards so quickly?"

"According to Miss Lanstadt, that one is not easy to deal with. Ahmed frowned and smiled wryly.

"It doesn't matter, I can guess some of the prophet's thoughts now. Lolana chuckled. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)