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Chapter 621 Wings

"This is the bandit's lair. The officer trembled and pointed to a simple wooden and stone fortress halfway up the mountain in front of him, and stammered: "Look at this bloodstain and scattered grain stretching all the way to the inside, this is it." There are probably a hundred people in it, and they used to be homeless, but now they are all robbers who are murderous and fearless of death. Sir, although you have superb martial arts skills and divine blessings, you are naturally not afraid of ordinary martial arts spells. But if you run into traps, traps, etc., it's still not easy to deal with. I advise you to take it easy, why don't you go back and discuss it with your companions~~"

Haidar, whose eyes were red with anger, said coldly: "If you want to get out, you don't need to worry about it here!" The officer guarding the door next to him immediately closed his mouth and fled for his life. Seeing it disappear into the undulating mountains and dense forests, Haidar strode towards the steep bandit cottage with a strong and heavy two-handed sword in one hand and a spell shield in the other.

His steps became more and more determined, and the incantations in his mouth became more and more urgent, and he blessed himself with the blessings of 'Ox Power', 'Resistance Elemental', 'Divine Grace', etc., because the road to the robber village was indeed covered with new red blood droplets and scattered inferior grain. When he walked not far from the gate of the village, there were already a dozen or so thin-faced but fierce people on the cottage with crossbow arrows and shouted: "Stop! Who are you?

As soon as these fierce words came out, Haidar below was immediately furious, and asked in a loud voice with cold words in his mouth: "Who are you?! What is the matter with the grain and blood stains on the ground? Did you go outside and rob the peasants' grain again?" The robbers on the cottage immediately waved their hands and said: "Don't be nosy! These grains are obtained from some homeless people, and we never mess with the local farmers and lords." Who the hell are you?"

Haidar suddenly raised his sword and sneered: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you are about to become dead!" Immediately, he roared like thunder, and his body rose with brilliant 'anti-chaos magic array' and 'anti-evil magic circle', as if he was tightly protected by a large blue and white solid shield, and he flew over with his shield and sword! The robbers above the cottage hurriedly released arrows and shots, and there were two or three low-level mages who were not as good as the stream in the actual combat and funny first-order spell confrontation.

Where did this little thing hurt as a high holy warrior? I saw Haidar roar angrily and jumped up, and the person activated the miraculous call that went straight to the heavenly realm in mid-air, and when he heard the ground, a burst of white light suddenly appeared under him, as fierce as a flame!

'Bang!~~Bang!~~' After a few loud bangs, the solid gate of the village was broken into several sections like tofu under the white light and fierce 'holy sword technique', and the thunderous inverted earthquake turned into an unstoppable heavy cavalry, wielding an unstoppable two-handed long sword and slashing all the way, or jumping on the wall of the cottage on horseback, cutting off the heads of a group of robbers with a few strokes, or galloping like the wind in the robber village along the road for a ferocious slash. The shouts, screams, and roars of both sides mixed with splashes of blood shot out in all directions, dyeing the bleak and old cottage with a thrilling and gorgeous blood color everywhere!

Enraged, Haidar slaughtered all over blood, from the east end of the robber village to the west end, and from the west to the east end. Severed head after head, limb after limb. Everywhere the white light sword passed, all the robbers who rushed out fell in their hands! Finally, more than a dozen robbers with frightened eyes and angry eyes were forced into a corner. These included not only men in leather armor, but also women with spears, and even children with shields and daggers!!

The red-eyed Haidar's mind was already in chaos, and he asked fiercely like a demon: "Have you all killed people?!Did you kill all those people outside the town?!! Just to snatch a little ration from them?!" Seeing that his own people were brutally killed by this villain, the other party immediately shouted without fear of death, his eyes were blood-red and erupting: "Yes, we killed them!" Originally, they only needed their food, but they didn't know how to raise themselves, so they had to resist. If you don't kill them, who will you kill?! If you want revenge, then take it! O great Nubion God, we will fight together until the last moment!"

A trembling but fierce-eyed child in the back shouted, "Father, what nonsense are you talking to him? As long as we die together, it's worth more than anything else!" The man shouted excitedly, "Okay!" In an instant, a pure 'protective evil' aura burst out of his body, and one person roared with a knife and slaughtered, and the shabby men and women in the back and even the very immature child also let out a tragic roar together, like a desperate swarm of rats screaming madly and rushing towards the murderous big cat opposite.

Heydar trembled with rage—Nubien, the lion god again! The white light that represented order was so dazzling, so ridiculous, and the spiritual light that showed goodness was so absurd and so ironic!

"Ah!!~~" He howled miserably like a demon, raised the white light sword in his hand, and rushed away like thunder! The emaciated head flew into the air with a thrilling blood, and limbs fell in all directions with the fragile screams of women and children. The white sword is not left behind!

Yes, there is no piece of armor left!

When he gasped for breath and faced a pile of quiet fuzzy flesh, he suddenly laughed uncontrollably and cried, like a poor child who had left home lying on the ground and whining: bandits, kindness, order, Nubien, the god of lions, Woking, the god of wealth, justice, our justice, their justice~~ A qiē and a qiē all rumbled his heart like a meat grinder, and ruthlessly rolled out his painful blood and tears over and over again.

"Hmph~~" Bonuk next to him still snorted coldly and looked at the lost Hedar, who was staying in place, as if he was insane and kept talking to himself: "How can this be? Why is this happening?"

Bonuk sneered and spoke: "Don't be wordy, I've been delayed for the two of you." Go pack your things, everybody's on your way! Countryman, the world is more complicated than you think! Don't take that little in the ravine for the truth. ”

Hedar burst out into an angry roar, "I just want to know what's going on! I'm just going to want to know this!" and then he made a big noise out of control, so anxious that Cindel next to him circled around him, and couldn't calm down after a long time of good words and persuasion.

Finally, Ponouk spoke impatiently: "Didn't you say it earlier? They have their justice, and they don't care about your! You are wishful thinking alone from beginning to end! You want to shoehorn your justice onto others, but it's a pity that no one will eat you! Pack up your things and hurry." Otherwise, you will stay here alone and think for yourself, miss you for the rest of your life!"

Heydar suddenly twisted his hair in pain and shouted: "Is that justice what they do? Is it also good? This is chaos at all! The world is messing up! It's all messing up!" was roaring hoarsely, and Dong Hezi, who turned the tree into a Gabilu snake staff, threw over lightly and said: "This world is not messing around, it's just that you're messing around." Justice or goodness is like the wings of a bird, an eagle has the wings of an eagle, a duck has the wings of a duck, and a sparrow has the wings of a sparrow. The name is 'wings', but that's just a name, a vague concept. In fact, your wings are not mine, and my wings are not his, so how can you mix them up? If you press the wings of a sparrow to an eagle, it is really 'useless for a bird'! But you always want all the birds in the world to be one wing. Hehe~~ It seems to be very noble and magnificent, but in fact, there is no use for birds. Because that kind of 'wings that beat the world' can't help any kind of bird fly smoothly, it's better to use your own old wings, so ah, people don't bird you!"

Cindell's anxious eyes were full of tears and said, "Don't hit him, he won't be able to stand it if he continues!" But he heard Dong Hezi say calmly: "I'm reminding him, don't think about using a set of models to solve all the problems in the world, people who think like this are either careerists with ulterior motives, or ignorant people who are used by careerists! If he really doesn't want to give up justice, then go and find his own justice! Find the group that this 'justice' wants to maintain." Then manage your own justice well! instead of foolishly putting other people's justice on your own head and forcing everyone to obey it - this kind of behavior is destined to be just a joke of history! In the end, it will only make 'everyone' a hypocrite. Those who don't leave should stay here and blow the cool breeze. ”

Everyone was silent, and followed together towards the cloudy and uncertain distant world. At the junction of heaven and earth, dark clouds and sunlight intermingled, reflecting a bizarre mottled picture scroll - a picture scroll that no one can understand~~

In the next few days, the followers of Gargoth, the god of cool officials, continued to the north, and were getting closer and closer to the royal capital. It seems that they want to bring the Bloodstone to the heavily guarded royal capital, where it is protected by Bonunn, the god of fear and power, and guarded by the most elite royal army. Once in the city, it is difficult to be forcibly taken away.

Of course, stealing is another matter.

Things weren't going for the better, but Grimm seemed to be moving in a super-good direction - just a little bit of progress mentally, and when he saw Cindell flying up and down in the air in a small reunion of white clouds, he finally became a little interested in what he had learned. Beside Dong Hezi, he asked in a lively manner: "This spell is so beautiful, can you also change my "Nine Yao Ling Zhao Sutra"? Let me fly up with this posture?"

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