Li Laifu is sometimes distressed.

Why me, God opened his eyes and looked, this kind of blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes should be the privilege of those proud sons of the sky, crossing me like a floating cloud, bastard, Lao Tzu just wants to eat plainly and wait for a lifetime to die, and this bullshit world is too dangerous, Lao Tzu can't do anything.

Li Laifu was in a daze at the statue of the founding monarch of the Tustin Kingdom in the middle of the night more than once, the sword in the hand of the hundred-zhang giant was raised high for many years, and it was still immortal, and the wind and rain did not make him a little afraid, because he was just a statue, and at some point Li Laifu was very envious of this stone that was given life, and it would be great if he could be as fearless as him.

Li Laifu never thinks that he is a good thing, he has done a lot of wrong things, once every morning when he gets up and looks in the mirror, he will have the urge to slap himself twice, fortunately, there is no such thing in this continent that can make people face himself, in fact, he is not ugly, but he can't stand his cowardice.

Looking back on the past, Li Laifu looked at Daisy who was snuggled in his arms, and for the first time had some kind of strange pain, which was condemned from his conscience.

Li Laifu was a ruffian in a remote village in his previous life, and he was also the only poor boy in the village who had been in a third-rate university for two years. When Li Laifu returned to the village nested in the deep ravine with his suitcase, the old village chief cried with tears in his eyes, and jumped to his feet and shouted at Li Laifu, who was still a hundred meters away

"What kind of evil has been created, how come this scourge has not died outside. ”

The old village chief thought that Li Laifu didn't hear it, but in fact, Li Laifu heard it very clearly, but humans are animals that are good at camouflage, especially when they understand that crying can't bring anything.

So is God making up for me? Li Laifu smiled bitterly, and slowly leaned Daisier back on the chair where he was sitting, this girl probably didn't sleep all night in order to wait for him to wake up.

"Maybe I'm really crazy, but this time, Lao Tzu decided to live seriously. ”

The central streets of the Tustin Kingdom became quieter and quieter, and even the air seemed to be filled with an eerie meaning, uneasy and dignified, like a boulder pressing on people's chests.

Recently, I can't hear the philosophical words of those noble ladies and celebrities, their tongues seem to have been tied in a dead knot, and the gossip of the ups and downs on weekdays has also stopped a lot, but Tustin did not usher in a beautiful spring as imagined, but as inexplicable as the northern polar regions.

The bells of Elder Cathedral rang and the holy light shone on the whole firmament.

"Heresy and sin will eventually turn to nothingness, and all the people of Satan will descend into the most terrible hell, redeemed, helpless, and as you can see, the light of God will shine on the earth. ”

Distant chanting emanated from within Elder Cathedral, and at the foot of the magnificent statue of the god of light, a gray-haired old man prayed devoently, holding a golden copy of the Apocalypse of Light and smiling.

In front of him stood a man, bloated and with a flattering smile on his face, who was an ominous fly in the kingdom, Viscount Memphis.

"The child who should not have appeared is as ominous as the prophecy, and the believers of God, Viscount of Memphis, need not be afraid or afraid, for the God of Light will be with you. ”

The white-haired old man drew a cross on his chest, and the red robe symbolized his incomparably noble status, the godfather of the Elder Cathedral, the spiritual leader of the Tustin Kingdom, Cardinal Snooker.

When he understood that the cardinal, who was as noble as a god in his eyes, did not blame himself in the slightest, Memphis finally breathed a sigh of relief, the fat on his body couldn't stop trembling, in the moment before he felt that his head might abandon his body at any time to find freedom, fortunately, as a fly's vitality is still relatively tenacious, this head seems to be saved.

In this case, it is time for his cultivation as a nobleman to exude his due value, Memphis bowed down his bloated body with great reverence, and muttered in his mouth: " Dear Cardinal, your wise choices are like the wisdom of the gods, but the depraved scum do not understand your nobility and selflessness, such as those in the Max family, who have abandoned the glorious chivalry and filled their bodies with filthy garbage, which needs to be purified by the holy light of the God of Light, and if you are willing to lend me strength, I don't mind being the sharp dagger in your hands, and I will fight all the sin and blood. ”

Memphis had a feverish look in his eyes, and once he remembered Gurlett's old face, and the way he leisurely sipped rum and watched himself being fooled, Memphis seemed to have swallowed a high-level fire magic scroll, and his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt, maybe with just one igniter, he might do something stupid recklessly, after all, he was just a viscount, and he couldn't be as cunning as those real foxes in the kingdom.

There was no ripple on the peaceful face of the bishop of snooker, Memphis's sycophancy skills may be superb, but in the eyes of snooker, it doesn't mean anything, to a cardinal, who is the supreme person in the kingdom, he will not care about some whispers in his ears, and all of them will be handed over to their own fate, for power, for strength.

Closing the golden canon in his hand, Snooker closed his eyes slightly, and walked forward, his wide red robe rolling up the dust on the ground, and they drifted somewhere.

The honorable cardinal pressed his hand on the forehead of the Viscount of Memphis, and said slowly: "Stand down, respectful believer, your soul will be under the care of my lord forever, and the so-called darkness will naturally be quietly destroyed, you don't have to worry about this, because your enemy is the enemy of light." ”

Hypocrites will have supremacy, yet I disdain it, because my soul belongs to the true heaven.

Far north, there was once a down-and-out troubadour who lamented this, but before he could find his own paradise, he had lost everything, including his life.

He was captured by the Templars of the Church, his flaming sword piercing his legs, and the knights threw him into the darkest Inquisition on the continent, where he was burned for heresy.

The blood on the cross was covered by endless cheers, but this immortal poem circulated in the corners of the continent, perhaps, behind the light was darkness.

The Viscount of Memphis dusted off his fine clothes and left Elder Cathedral hunched over, knowing what he had to do next, the power of light must follow the darkness, and in that case, he had to become the abominable darkness.

"Goulette, Max family, hehe, you will spend the rest of your life with hell, and my resentment and anger will all be poured out on you!"

Cursing in a low voice, Memphis looked at the majestic and holy statue of light in fear at the last moment of his departure.

The Holy See has stood on this continent for countless eras, with the years changing and the reincarnation of each year, witnessing the rise of legends from rise to glory, stepping on countless corpses, and this huge giant has become stronger and stronger.

Snooker looked in one direction, where was the mansion of the Max family. His red robe is as long and complex as the immortal poem "The King's Death" passed down by the bard, and the birth of tragedy is always accompanied by countless deaths, and his emaciated back slowly disappears into the entrance of a church.

The light is gone, and the night is coming.

What kind of confrontation will the two extremes play out?

The Max family is getting more and more noisy like a resentful woman, this place and the streets of the Tustin Kingdom seem to be a pair of life and death enemies forever incongruous, a while ago it was rumored that the old Viscount Gurlett sold his ancestral property, just to send a piece of garbage dug out of the soil to the legendary academy St. Fetri gilding, this uproar has not yet completely calmed down in the sea of aristocratic circles, and Max ushered in one by one ** The rumors that spread all over the world caused the big and small fish to swim to the shallows with great interest, wanting to see how far this former dragon minister could go. By the time this once legendary family collapses, those fellows will have some cost of pride, and they can hold their heads high and say things like 'Once upon a time I was as arrogant as you little one' to teach their juniors a lesson.

Of course, not everyone likes to watch dramas, maybe they are people in the play.

The ominous flies of the kingdom, the apprentice magician of some ghostly beast, where the old butler Troy has gone, the whereabouts of Lord Viscount Gurlett are unknown, and the madman in front of him, oh my God, God of Light, please tell me what Lane has done wrong, the god worthy of great mercy is so worried about me, bastard, I'm going crazy, it must be the bad luck brought by that child, the old Viscount's life has become a mess since he appeared, it's time, it's time, I'll go talk to Lord Viscount when this filthy guy is solved。

Chain mail of forged silver, sword of glory, hard helmet. As one of the only two knights left in the Max family, Ryan's loyalty is as hot as the sun and he has no complaints, and he will never forget his belief in belonging to the knights, even if the Max family is so down that it seems to be about to fall, he still does not choose to leave.

Especially as a competent servant knight, he can't stand any filthy guy defiling the Max family.

"Dirty poor man, remove your ** feet, open your eyes and take a good look, this is not the place for you to come, the god of light will send retribution to you, if you don't believe in God, then good, I will let you understand how terrible a powerful knight really is. ”

Ryan frowned and shouted angrily, the sword in his hand was constantly waving, in fact, he was now eager to cover his nose and find a place where no one was there to vomit painfully.

The smell was so unpleasant, like dead rats mixed with human excrement, even those creatures hiding in the dark did not have a tenth of the filth of this guy, and the dark eyes were simply ominous symbols, if it weren't for the good upbringing and the glory of knighthood that restrained him, it is estimated that there would have been an extra corpse on the ground by now.

The poor boy, who was only twenty years old, had an unyielding chivalry in his heart, and he approached the beggar who had inexplicably broken into the noble Viscount's mansion, and he was sure that this was the first time he had faced such a strange opponent, and he would rather fight and die with a dark creature several times stronger than himself than a strange one, and he would rather have a silent confrontation with this strange costume holding a crystal ball and emitting a foul smell. Especially in the face of a noble knight's invincible threat to the poor, this madman-like beggar still scratching his head and smirking really made a nameless fire ignite in Ryan's heart, and that nasty gaze was like watching a ridiculous ape!

"For glory!"

Ryan roared, he had had enough of this ordeal, it was humiliating for him, and raised his sword in the air, as if the young knight had seen the blood that was about to flow from the ground.

A knight purifies the evil of uncleanness, and the nobility of the family is considered, is this barely passable?

This is what the cardinal taught Lane when he was baptized by the Holy See as a church father.

Your slaughter has no murderous intent, and you do not need to pay for your sins, for you are the guardian of the light.

This idea is deeply ingrained in Lane's heart, so now is the time for him to live up to his faith.

The great sword in Ryan's hand burst out with brilliant light and slashed down, and this wordless confrontation was broken.

"It's you, you weird seed, who has disturbed the past, changed the future, and even messed up the present!"

Before the knight's greatsword that exuded holy power fell, the beggar suddenly roared like a madman, his dark pupils shining like black pearls, and he pulled out a black book from his tattered robes and slammed it into Ryan's back

There stood Max Emory, with a stunned face.