The moment he heard the trumpet, Kolbo could even feel his heart bleeding - especially when he saw the cruel sneer on Edward's face, and that sense of helpless despair completely hung over his head.

Why, why did those lowly soldiers dare to disobey the orders of Hantu City, and were they not afraid of being exiled and executed—betrayal of the kingdom was a crime worthy of beheading, and these lowly fellows did just that, and in a grand manner, stormed a fortress controlled entirely by pure-blooded Turinists!

The sound of the crash outside the door was long gone, replaced by chaotic fighting and screams, exclamations and roars, after so many years of working in this barren place of Hantu, he knew that there must be a group of real barbarians in the army that was fighting outside.

For five whole years, since he took over the fortress, there has never been a record of a barbarian breaching a fortress, and neither did the garrison chief before him - a castle defiled by the soles of the barbarians' feet had not been heard of for hundreds of years, and it was breached today, and in such an ironic way!

And right behind him, all the nobles who came to support him have also turned into a pile of flesh and blood that can't be seen clearly-this guy named Edward is not so cruel as a knight, but more like a barbarian of Hantu!

His biggest hole card is gone, and even the only army that relies on it is probably almost dead...... The cold seeping into his bones tormented the desperate Kolbo, and the more he looked at Edward's face, the more creepy it became.

"Why? Did you arrange the internal response in the barracks from the beginning...... No, it can't be, you can't know that someone is going to take your legion. No way!"

"That's right. I do not know. Edward nodded indifferently. There was a smug expression on his face: "But I know very well that it is absolutely impossible for my army to abandon me, and you gave them a reason to save me - I have to thank you, if it weren't for your own clever move, I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to get out of here today." ”

"Then why don't you kill me quickly?!" Kolbo shouted hysterically, his eyes widened and his body still trembled and twitched: "Kill me." Kill me!"

"Don't expect it, how could I let you go so easily before your use value is completely drained?" The sound of fighting outside the door was still echoing, but there was a dead silence in the castle hall, and all the Sacred Tree Knights had extremely cold expressions, all of them staring at Sir Kolbo, who was still there crazy with the eyes of a dead man.

"Y-What do you want to know?" It was only at this moment that Kolbo, who was originally full of confidence, finally spoke, but quickly sank his head: "No need to ask, what if I say it-can you compare it to Lord Berrion?do you think you can really defeat him, or the entire kingdom of Turin?!"

"We are the righteous. We. The ancient city of Turin was founded thousands of years ago, and we have lived far more than you can imagine - us. It is the embodiment of the kingdom!"

The more Kolbo spoke, the more crazy he became, his face swollen as if the blood all over his body had been concentrated: "How long do you think you can live, wait, the end of your life is coming, and when Lord Berion becomes the ruler of the kingdom, he will definitely not give you lowly people a way to live, you will all be hanged, all of you!"

Convulsed to his feet, the leader of the Twin Towers had a mocking expression on his face: "You want to know, right, I'll give you this chance - Edward Witwood!"

Kolbo suddenly drew his sword, and the knights of the sacred tree around him immediately became alert, and a blood-stained knight's sword surrounded him in the center, but Kolbo walked up as if he didn't see it, and shouted: "Come, like a real knight of Turin! Although you are only a pariah, you are also a citizen of Turin, then let me duel - win me, and if you win I will tell you the truth of everything!"

After a moment of silence, Edward pulled out the bright star on his waist, and also aimed his sword at Kolbo, who was standing opposite: "I'll give you this chance!"

Since the other party is already dead, there is nothing wrong with agreeing to such an inconsequential request a little.

"Die, Miscellaneous!" Before Edward could finish speaking, Kolbo, with his sword in both hands, roared and pounced, and the blade in his hand slashed at Edward's head!

"Bang!" and with a kick, Kolbo's whole body flew out and slammed into the wall behind him. Cursing and screaming, Kolbo stood up again, clenched his weapon and threw himself at the black-haired knight who was still standing there.

Edward didn't even use his sword to attack, he was constantly kicked or knocked to the ground, and Colbo screamed like a live target and fell again and again, but he still couldn't stop the curses in his mouth.

The arm was broken, the eyeball fell out of the socket, and the tooth became a pile of debris...... Kolbo, who was already insane, had forgotten what he was standing here for, and he just held his sword again and again, rushing towards the figure that made him want to tear to shreds.

And Edward also satisfied him again and again. 、

This guy has gone crazy...... Even the Holy Tree Knight Salald next to him could see that he couldn't even stand on his feet, let alone swinging his sword, just to seek death, or to fall into an extremely crazy state.

The sharp sword tore through his coat and armor, shattered his ribs, and the heavy boots stomped on his chest, and the cold eyes stared at the face that was still gritting his teeth: "You lost, Sir Kolbo. ”

"Now tell me everything you know and give you a good time, or ......" Edward frowned, the guy was completely insane, and he couldn't be sure if this guy would tell the truth.

"Everything I know?hehehehahahaha......haha

For a moment, Edward felt the urge to kill the bastard at once, but he still held back - his only source of information now was the madman in front of him, who no longer knew whether he was still sane or not, and killing him did him no good.

"They don't trust me at all! The nobles of Hantu City, Mistress Berrion Marcherus, and the big men who think they are high up - they don't trust me at all, a pawn!" Colbo laughed madly: "I'm just an outcast, what's the matter, aren't you so angry hehahaha......"

"If you want to provoke me and kill you, then don't dream. Kolbo's madness only made the corners of Edward's mouth raise a mocking sneer: "I'll let you know how cruel this world is." ”

"Rampant, rampant, you pariahs - your end is coming soon!" Kolbo's expression was even more unscrupulous than before, "You are definitely no match for those barbarians, their strength, the fear they can bring is far beyond your imagination, those are the real bloodthirsty demons, and you are just a bunch of mongrels!"

"When despair befalls you, you will know who can save you, who is the savior of this kingdom - only Lord Berion, Lord Berion can save this kingdom, he is the true supreme of the kingdom!"

"Megalomaniacal things, inferior pariahs, nothing but despair and death await you, I curse you to live forever and never ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a gray afterimage had already passed by his neck, and the unsupported head with that hideous, crazy face rolled on the ground like a leather ball, and fell into the blazing fireplace, burning into a pile of black coal. (To be continued.) )