The Undead Knight brought the Holy Dragon's 'God Slayer Order' to all corners of the world.

After a thousand years, the blood of the holy dragon is once again aimed at the gods.

It's just that compared to the Holy Dragon's response to the god of tricks......

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”

The chief chamberlain of the palace ran in with a rolling belt.

The king of a small country was originally holding his head high and concave.

He invited a very famous painter to paint his heroic appearance.

The king of the small country is armed with a sharp sword, and the background is a large gorgeous velvet curtain, but on the painter's scroll -

The king was in a heroic posture, riding on a handsome white horse, and was besieged by a thousand men on the battlefield, but like the god of war, he came down and slaughtered all sides.

"Perth, Perth, what did I say?"

"Calm."

"Be calm when you encounter anything." The king said without squinting.

So, the court attendant named Perth took a deep breath.

He said in a Gallic accent very much in line with aristocratic taste, as well as an elegant tone:

"Your Majesty, please allow me to report back to you."

Probably standing for too long, the king, who had tried to close his belly, but still bulged into a ball, beckoned to the maid on the side.

The maid held a golden cup.

The golden cup is filled with fine wine.

The king struggled to maintain his heroic posture at the moment, slowly bending his knees and squatting down.

The maid was very eye-catching, and fed the wine from the golden cup to the king's mouth.

At the same time, after saying a lot of flowery rhetoric, the butler changed his head and said, "...... A band of the undead has come to our city. ”

"Poof—"

The king spewed red wine.

The painter gave a thumbs up and said, "The creativity is great!" Your Majesty! ”

How could the king have the heart to mingle with this group of courtiers?

He threw away the long sword in his hand, almost in the same 'fart and pee' style as the court attendants, and rolled down the steps.

He also wore ornate armor and a crimson commander's cloak.

The chamberlain hurried after the king, "Do you want to go up to the city and the city walls?" ”

The king almost gave him a kick.

"Look fart! Fast! ”

"Pack your belongings! Get ready for the carriage! Let the knights fight the undead! ”

"Take the queen and the prince...... The Queen's new lady-in-waiting is also brought! ”

Finally, the king took a deep breath.

One word: Run!

Two words: Run!

Three words: Run!!

However, the chamberlain stammered, "But, there is only one immortal under the city." ”

The king stumbled, "......"

He turned his head, raised his hand, and with all the strength of his body, gave his internal officer a round slap.

"Then why didn't you just explain!?"

The king turned on his tiptoes, and the crimson commander's cloak on his body drew a perfect arc in the air with a "swish".

"Let's go! Go up to the wall, I want to see it! What does this undead want to do when he comes to my royal city? ”

The internal affairs officer covered his face and followed the king up the city wall.

Surrounded by knights who are ready to fight.

The king stood on the wall and peeked out—

It just met the undead's crimson eyes.

This is far from the 'thin skeleton shelf' that the king imagined.

The undead on the 'tall horse' drew his pitch-black sword from its scabbard and raised it high.

"The Holy Dragon King's decree - there shall be no more Eros believers in the world."

"Violators, kill!"

The undead used necromancy.

His voice echoed above the city walls.

The king was stunned.

He stumbled and asked, "What do you say about this pile of rotten bones??" ”

"He, he, he, he, he said that we can't believe in Eros!?" The chamberlain was also shocked.

An undead soul, in the age of the gods, is bright and bright, and cannot believe in the god of love!?

"Is his brain rotten after he died??" The king asked, stunned.

But, soon, after the shock, everyone laughed.

Especially the king and his chamberlain.

The most exaggerated laugh.

"Hahahaha!!" The king laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha!!" The chamberlain laughed.

"Hahaha!" The knights laughed.

The corners of the king's eyes burst into tears, "Hahahahaha~"

He lay on the city wall and said to the knights on the left and right: "This pile of rotten bones, say let us give up our faith in the god of love, hahaha!" ”

The knights burst into laughter.

Under the city, the soul fire in the eyes of the undead jumped.

"Your answer, the living."

The black tip of the sword pointed straight at the city wall.

The undead spoke in a solemn tone.

The king said: "This is absolutely impossible! ”

He said solemnly: "The god of love is a good god, a righteous god!" We will never be able to accede to such an impudent request. ”

"Get out, evil!"

Downstairs in the city, the undead directly pulled the reins and turned the reins.

The city erupted in cheers from the knights.

However, the cheering did not last long before it came to an abrupt end.

The knight who turned the horse's head just to make room for a clearing.

He thrust his black sword into the ground, followed by a whisper of the undead.

One by one, the spatial doors connecting to the underworld opened.

Countless undead have crawled out of these spatial doors.

In the blink of an eye, 10,000 undead assembled.

The man standing on the wall was as quiet as death.

Oh, and it's not.

There was the sound of clashing metal, caused by the knights defending the city trembling.

In a breath, 100,000 undead soldiers came to the city.

The face of the king of the city changed greatly, and he immediately turned his head and said to the chamberlain beside him, "Go!! ”

"Go and smash all the statues of Eros!!!"

The chamberlain was already frightened.

Standing on the city wall in a daze, his crotch was wet, and the person was shaking like chaff.

This time the king lifted his foot and kicked the chamberlain hard.

Then, he did not stand firmly, and fell to the ground with his buttocks, and was hurriedly helped up by the knight.

"Go!!" The king's eyes were red.

"Do you want to die??"

The chamberlain ran down the city wall, ready to burn all the statues of Eros in the city.

However, outside the city, the immortal on the horse just lightly pulled out the sword inserted in the ground, and said coldly: "Siege the city." ”

"Slow ——!!!" On the city walls, the king roared hoarsely.

The undead who sat in the army of the undead raised their hands unhurriedly.

The attacking army of the undead then came to a halt.

King: "Hero! No, this Lord of the Dead! Didn't I already order the destruction of the Idol of Eros!? ”

Why are you still fighting???

The king will weep.

However, the undead who was sitting on horseback only said lightly: "Then wait until when you finish burning, and when I will stop." ”

King: "......" a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.

The undead are besieging the city.

The immortal who sits in the army of the undead is like a general who has been in a hundred battles and won a hundred victories.

He struck out, swinging his sword.

A sword broke through the gates of the small kingdom.

Millions of undead poured into the city.

In an instant, the cosy little kingdom was ignited.

Millions of undead slaughtered the city.

The undead sitting on the horse raised his hand and gently stroked the neck bone of the warhorse.

"In the past, the Holy Dragon had a good consultation with the world."

"The world has given up faith in trickery."

"Today, my army of millions of undead is just crushing, and behold, they have given up their faith in God."

The undead chuckled.

"It's unbelievable that the Holy Dragon died just to protect such garbage."