It was too far away for Jonah to see what the King of Assassins was doing, let alone the expression on the Oriental man's face. The dark clouds overhead gradually dissipated, the sun shone across the vast battlefield, and it seemed that the trolls had been completely crushed, and the war would end in a crushing victory for the Dragon family.

Suddenly, drums sounded in the distance, "Jin Ge cavalry!" Jonah turned in surprise and saw a black shadow slowly approaching the periphery of the crimson cursed earth. The astrologer clenched his staff, straightened his chest, and stood in place, this time he decided not to run away from the battle anymore, if Asai could give his all to the family he hated, why couldn't he raise the butcher's knife for his beliefs?

It took him a few minutes before he could see what kind of enemies it was. A man with a sallow complexion and a thin body and dirty clothes and a staggering walk in a blue and black shirt with a sallow complexion and a thin body and dirty clothes; a woman with tears in his eyes, a short jacket and skirt, embroidered shoes on his feet, and a long hair tied up with copper hairpins, who knows the preciousness of clear water, but still wipes his face with a handkerchief dipped in water; a child who is ignorant and chews a slightly sweet grass root in his mouth and has a runny nose; an old man whose pace is unsteady because of hunger, and whose body is so stiff that if he bends his forehead slightly, he will touch the ground as if he will fall to the ground at any moment. These civilians of the Eastern Continent, the farmers of the Liang Sui Kingdom, the spoils of war plundered by the entire village of the Later Qin army, hundreds of households, thousands of people, are crowding, crying, cursing and stepping into this ominous land, even if they know nothing about magic, they can feel the horror of this cursed land that has devoured the lives of tens of millions of people, and their feet are stepping on the crimson soil, as if they can hear the terrible groans from the depths of the land soaked in blood.

But they couldn't retreat, as long as they walked a little slower, the cold, sweet smell of steel came from their hearts, which was the feeling of being pierced through their chests by the weapons in the hands of the Jingo cavalry behind them. "Forward!" to the sound of the marching drums, the cavalry phalanx let out a neat cry, "Forward! Forward!"

"You ...... What are you going to do? Stop, stop!" Jonah exclaimed in surprise, "this is the battlefield, don't come in!"

Thousands of Liang Sui civilians came all over the mountains and fields, gradually occupying all his sight. This unpreparedness made Jonah panic, and he took a step back, and took another step back, and watched the sad-faced, dead-eyed Orientals silently crowd together. "Sir, spare us!" a short man suddenly fell to his knees and slammed his head to Jonah, "If you want to kill me, kill me, but my wife has just given birth to a child, and they can't die! This child, this child can serve you all his life when he grows up, and he will be a cow and a horse for you, as long as you enjoy food, he doesn't eat much, and he can feed him with a little food to feed the dog, big man...... You can do it!"

"You, you get up, I don't understand what you're saying, stand up quickly, it's dangerous......," the astrologer shouted at a loss. At this moment of stunned effort, the dense crowd behind him had already squeezed the man to the ground, and countless pairs of feet in dirty cloth shoes trampled on him, and only half a scream was made, and the man was silent. A young woman with a young son in her arms didn't even look back, gritted her teeth and bumped into one man after another, and walked slowly in the direction of Jonah, "Sir, you promise my husband, but you must do what you say!" she screamed.

"I really don't know what you're talking about......" Jonah helplessly opened his hands and pushed away the civilians beside him, his body like a page of boats fluttering in the stormy seas, "Watch out for that child!" Jonah couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the woman stumble and almost fall. Suddenly a picture appeared before his eyes, in the turquoise mountain fields of Saint-Boren, at the door of the familiar wooden house, men and women lying in pools of blood, swaddling babies hidden in trees and waiting for the Savior to come. At this moment, the 17-year-old boy suddenly felt some kind of connection with the little baby who seemed to be just full moon, and he began to push the crowd forward, trying to pick up the baby who had lost his father for a short time.

Suddenly, a warm liquid splashed on his face. Jonah reached out and touched his fingertips, which were already dyed red, and he looked around blankly to see the cheap liquid spraying around. A gust of wind blew through the crowd, the screams seemed so far away, a few heads rolled along the ground, fear drove people to flee, but where was the safe direction? If there was a dark eye in the sky, he would definitely be able to see that under the Long family's mansion at this time, 23,400 Liang Sui civilians formed a chaotic picture, and every point that made up the picture was moving irregularly, because no one knew where to flee. Ten sharp arrows pierced the gray-blue patch, drawing ten blood-colored lines, the gray-blue soon overlaid the red, but the arrows reversed direction and crossed the picture again, drawing the blood-stained dividing line.

A second ago, the mother was still running with her child in her arms. In the next second, a Jingo cavalryman swept behind her, and a clear blood mark appeared on the young woman's neck. She still ran forward three or four steps, until the head fell off and the world began to spin at a rapid pace. The flame of life in her eyes had not yet been extinguished, but in the upside-down vision, she appeared holding the baby's body, the little creature in the crook of the arm no longer cried, and the blow of the Jin Ge cavalry not only slit the mother's throat, but also took the baby's life. "Tiger baby ......" The woman opened her mouth and called out her son's name. "Boom!" the head fell to the ground, two bodies fell, and blood poured out peach blossoms.

Jonah froze. His outstretched hands froze in the air. Sixteen years ago, the swaddling baby hidden in the tree was gently picked up by an old astrologer, and sixteen years later, the baby's soul has been taken from the Cursed Soil, and he doesn't even have time to say "hello".

"Keep in formation! Forty feet apart between every two hundreds, a conical charge formation!" shouted the commander of the Jingo cavalry, "Don't kill too many people in each charge, don't leave the team in pursuit! Remember, create the greatest fear, not kill them all...... Also, don't kill with a thin sword, and don't attack the hard parts of the thighs, breastbone, and top of your head to prevent damage to your weapons!

"Yes!" the cavalry regiment replied in unison.

In two charges, thousands of civilians lost their lives, and the painful soul fragments were absorbed by the Cursed Earth of Yagu, nourishing the mutilated form of the troll. In the ruins of the Long family's mansion, the warrior in the rusty iron helmet had just taken a breath when he saw large chunks of black matter frantically stretching their tentacles and fusing together, slowly giving birth to hands and feet. "Damn. The King of Assassins, Simion Long Chang, cursed faintly, and raised the rusty sword in his hand again.

The sixth hundred-man team was in the middle of the entire charging formation, and the centurion noticed a strange figure during the first charge, although it was not real from the vast sea of people, but the dark blue robe was definitely not what a farmer should wear. The second charge, he also saw the suspicious figure, this time it was almost certain that it was not an unarmed captive, but an enemy with a long staff!

When the drum of the third charge sounded, the centurion and the six-hundredth team changed course and rushed straight in the direction of the mage, galloping to the left and right of the centurion at the front of the line, cutting the civilians like straw. A tall farmer suddenly jumped out and punched him, and the centurion pulled the reins, and the liger orc stood up under his crotch, opened his mouth and bit off half of the enemy's head with a "click". "Killing a mage is not a small credit, I don't know if it's the Lu family, the Long family, or an outsider who helps the fist?" he charged forward as he ran over the farmer's corpse without paying attention, thinking as he pondered.

The civilians fled in panic, and the front suddenly opened up, "There!" the centurion clenched his grip. The figure of the blue-robed mage in the distance was not tall, wearing a hood and could not see his face clearly, and there was a faint circle of red petals flying beside him, and he didn't know what kind of defensive magic it was. However, no matter what kind of defensive magic, the centurion has the confidence to cut it open, and the enchanted war "Iron Break" in his hand is one of the eight famous battles of the Later Qin State, inherited from his father, who is the general of the cavalry regiment, and has the terrifying destructive power of cutting gold and breaking iron. "Drink!" urged the Lion Tiger Beast to accelerate suddenly, and in an instant, it was in front of the mage, and the centurion Mo Li Thirteen slashed down with Jin Ge in his hand!

At this moment, he seemed to hear something. Someone was muttering in a whispering voice, reciting something scripture in a language he didn't understand. Mo Li Thirteen wondered why he heard the other party's self-talk, and wondered why this moment seemed so long. The distance between Jin Ge and the mage gradually decreased, and the top of Silafina lit up.

"Everything in the world is a projection of the stars on the zodiac, and we live, have, communicate, genetic, create, manage, share, change, transcend, realize, communicate, and introspect, all of which are viewed from the stars. In awe, always look up. ”

Jonah opened his eyes. The eyes that were once as clear as the starry sky are now blooming with a raging storm. The bitter rage that was as heavy as lead and mercury stirring waves, scorching as the midday sun, compressed to the extreme in calm, and finally exploded, burned all the spiritual energy of the astrologer.

“...... Please lend me the power of the starry sky. ”