Chapter 112: The Death of the Gladiator

Lear's brow furrowed, the darkness of the Dark Gladiator was far beyond his expectations, the Dark Gladiator like the "Skinner" had completely degenerated into killing machines, without any human surname, intellect, emotion, in other words, they had completely degenerated into beasts.

No, they are not even as good as the beasts, the beasts still know kinship, and they have destroyed everything!

If the Bloody Gladiators have only lost hope and future, then the Dark Gladiators have lost even their souls, and if such a group of Dark Gladiators are formed into an army?

Lear shuddered, such an army would either destroy the enemy or destroy itself!

Old Locke seemed to understand his thoughts, and smiled strangely: "My lord, there are still many people in the dark gladiators who can be dug up, especially those who have just become dark gladiators, I believe that no matter how you say it, you can get a thousand people......"

Lear snorted and said, "Butler Rocky, I'll leave this matter to you." As soon as possible!" He stood up and walked out, the hysterical cheers of the commoners and nobles made him deeply disgusted.

If God wants it to perish, he must first make it mad. Although Lear didn't believe in the old "God" guy, he did have a relationship with him......

The Byronic Empire has completely degenerated......

I'm afraid that the other countries on the ancient continent are not much better......

The entire continent seems to be like a huge piece of carrion, corrupting and degrading day by day!

Lear remembered the nobles who had feasted all night in Yanjing, who could soak in the mountains of wine and meat for days on end, and some magicians and low-ranking Dan masters even specialized in refining a medicine.

The drug allowed people to vomit up what they had eaten without any discomfort, so that the nobles could continue to binge drink overnight......

Legend has it that the water that comes out of the sewers of Byron Yenching is bright red and filthy......

An unbroken Xiongcheng may not be able to be breached outside, but no matter how strong a Xiongcheng falls, it will not be far from death.

Lear and his group quickly left the "Giant Knife Bar", but they were confronted by Billy, a mad dog who was crawling over, "Great, my lord, His Majesty the Emperor has summoned you to enter the palace immediately......

As soon as Lear saw the mad dog's panicked appearance, he immediately knew that something was wrong.

"Billy, what's going on? As for the panic to this point!" Lear said, knowing that Billy the Mad Dog was once the captain of the scout team of the "Iron Legion", ordinary trivial things would not have made him so out of shape.

"My lord, you hurry up, Lord Rodgro has been waiting for him, I heard that Lord Osimos has rushed to the palace......" Billy said urgently: "I heard that His Royal Highness the Great Prince has colluded with the Snow Empire, and the Snow Empire has sent troops to attack the northwest of the empire, which is our fiefdom, Piaoxiang River, Piaoxiang Plain!"

Lear was stunned! This fief was specially selected and rewarded to him by His Majesty the Old Emperor, and his fiefdom of Coron Province happened to be in the northwest of the empire!

Lear couldn't say anything more, and quickly turned his head and galloped in the direction of the palace.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly flashed in front of him to block his way, and the leader was a man in a white robe. The Templar of Light, Alex, an eighth-level swordsman embroidered with a huge red cross embroidered on his chest, was just one step away from entering the ninth-level ranks.

"Your Excellency Duke Piaoxiang, our Archbishop Paul Gould has an invite, please come over and talk about it......" Alex's handsome face showed a slightly imperceptible strange look, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of holy knights wearing temple armor lined up, blocking the way.

Lear's eyes narrowed instantly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Isn't he too low-key, the eighth-level white-robed Templar of the Temple of Light has repeatedly made trouble for himself, and he almost died at the hands of the archers who traveled with him last time!

"Boom!" Dumb jumped out of the "Demon Refining Gourd" with his teeth and claws, his golden fur revealing a metallic color in the night.

"Roar!" the golden storm ape let out a deafening roar, his hands beating on his chest like a giant drum.

"Wait, Lord Lear. We don't have any malicious intentions, we just want to discuss something for you, hehehehe......" Alex quickly smiled when he saw this: "Our cardinal archbishop is coming here, please wait a while......"

"Wait, wait for a bird! Dumb, drag this guy in white for me, and the rest of me will attack and rush over!" A wave of anger suddenly rose in Lear's heart, and a strangely shaped longbow suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Whew!" stretched out twelve snow-white hands from under the twelve huge black cloaks, each with a steel javelin flickering with a trace of electric light, which became more and more conspicuous in the night.

What Lear didn't notice was that Kane silently took off the huge iron bow, and an armor-piercing arrow faintly glowed with black and white, and he quietly disappeared into the darkness like a demon leopard......

Dumb let out a strange laugh, after the nourishment of the "Demon Refining Gourd" during this time, it not only lost its injuries, but also became more and more psychic under the effect of aura, and its spiritual connection with Lear was also much stronger!

It roared, and a heavy giant chain hammer appeared in its hand, a huge round hammer the size of a meter inlaid with dozens of sharp spikes, it was the chain hammer in the hand of the "Necromantic Sovereign" that Russell had picked up!

Russell handed it over to Lear for transformation, but unexpectedly, this guy didn't have time, so he threw it into the storage ring, and was seen by Dumb, a monster known for its violence, and occupied it at that time, Russell had to smile bitterly, who made the golden storm ape Dumb Lord is the master's heart, and it seems that this guy is also a super powerful monster, whether it is compared to the fist or the degree of intimacy with the adult, Russell has to consider himself unlucky.

"Roar!" Dumb Dumb slammed his long hairy arm, and the long chain hammer came out of the hole like a poisonous dragon, and smashed down on the head of the eighth-level Templar swordsman Alex with a terrible wind!

Twelve javelins flashing with silver-white lightning sliced through the void, weaving into a terrifying power grid and heading towards the Temple of Light.

"Slow! Slow......" said Cardinal Archbishop Paul Gould's voice. A white light flashed and turned into a huge hand stretched out!

"The Hand of Light of the Great Light ......"

Suddenly, a black light in the distance shone almost invisible under the cover of night, cutting through the void......