Cthulhu Gonfalon

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In the next few days, Leon had a good time. He went to visit a few acquaintances who were not affected in the coup and cleaning. Although things were wrong, everyone also welcomed his visit. Of course, there is no need to have a face-to-face welcome to the king to report, but then careful thinking about how to deceive the legendary peak, Leon did not kill them, just one person forgotten, let them forget to see Got your own thing.

Of course, he is not a professional legendary mage after all. Forgetting is not so proficient and proficient. It may cause sequelae such as headaches and low memory, or forget too many things, but these sequelae are only short-term, forgetting There is nothing wrong with a little something. In short, these are trivial things compared to the behavior of wanting to sell him. Presumably, even if they know the cause and effect, they will choose the latter between cutting a knife and forgetting.

A few days later, the new group of soldiers in the squadron finally got the full set of equipment. After the equipment was equipped, they set off under the leadership of Leon.

It is also a coincidence that the day they left the city, it was precisely the day when the Knights of Keane finally reorganized the army and set off for the capital.

Before the departure, Crick presided over the Kean family may be the last big thing in his hands.

Looking at the flags of the castle, the two flags of the Thunder and the Baron of the Kings fell, then raised the jellyfish flag of the Void Mask Church, and then the two flags of the past, but they were all under the jellyfish flag, and they were peeping at the balcony of the hotel. Qidun was furious and broke the railing of the balcony with a palm.

However, when she was angry and angry, she did not dare to do anything more.

The vain face is fierce, and the **** is super-powerful and unrestricted by the priesthood. Although doing things upside down, no matter whether wisdom or force is super-class in the gods, Maqi is a senior pastor of the aristocratic church. I am very aware that my Majesty will absolutely not be able to provoke this fierce god. If she really ventures to anger the vain face, she has definitely voted for the goddess Anna Keane, I am afraid that I will not wait for the void mask. She will be beaten to death first, then wrapped in wrapping paper and sent to the past to plead guilty.

It is true that the **** of the nobility is a more important member of the human **** system, and the end is backed by the big tree. The Void Mask and the Lord of Mystery dare to shell, and the Lord of the Mystery has suffered a great loss. Although the human **** is powerful, it does not deter him. If you don't say anything, if he is a "Glorious Country" that lives in the human gods, what should he do?

The **** of the nobility will never take this risk!

When I think of it, her heart can't help but feel the sense of powerlessness and frustration, and the endless anger rises. If it wasn’t for a long time of training and upbringing that forced her to suppress her anger, I was afraid that I would roar at the time.

"It seems to be no good." She and her pretty female mage looked at the jellyfish flag floating in the air and sighed deeply. "Come on the team, we can't offend that one."

Ma Qi gritted her teeth and her body trembled slightly, but she couldn’t say anything like “continue to dry”.

After a while, she finally calmed down and waved her hand: "Receive the team, let's go, it doesn't make sense to keep it..."

A group of people came in awe-inspiring manners, but they ran away, and even did not see the creek side.

Soon, Crick, who was on the road with the army, received the news and couldn't help but laugh.

This is the only good news today... I hope she can study hard and be a good lord.

What I can do for her is only this.

After the laughter was over, he remembered what he was going to do.

Undoubtedly, this expedition must be a life of nine deaths, saying that exaggeration is simply ten deaths. There are powerful or metamorphosed orc army, and there are a lot of old-fashioned knights who want to lick their knives. The comrades are also a group of dead-faced old-fashioned knights. As the saying goes, the opponents who are not afraid of God are afraid of teammates like pigs, but if the opponent is like a god, the teammates are like pigs, and the big beggars behind them still want to die, this special thing can not die, then It’s not an ordinary traverser, it’s a protagonist who runs through cool texts.

"It doesn't seem impossible to think about it carefully: First, Crick is more handsome than me. This is a self-contained facelift; then comes with the language, comes with the system, comes with a few loyal loyalists, and takes a look at the lack of money. The casino has earned enough money... I seem to be quite a bit of a cool character..."

He talked to himself, raising his hand and touching his chin on the chin, and he felt a little better.

"If I am really a cool protagonist, then I will definitely not die in this place. On the contrary, I will be able to seize the opportunity to make great efforts and prestige. I may have finished playing it. My experience value is enough to rise to the legendary strong. The person..."

"No, it may be that I was seriously injured in the battle and escaped. Then I found the secrets and elixir left by a senior master in a secret cave. After ten years of hard work, the gods made great achievements and came out invincible. No matter what enemy can suppress, finally greet Bai Fumei as the CEO to embark on the peak of life..."

"It is also possible that my body actually hides the blood of the noble Lord of Light and Darkness. When the moment of life and death is erupted, it will erupt. Then it will be directly transformed into a demon or a twilight angel, holding a sickle or a holy sword, killing all the way. Killing the past, whether it's red bean paste or mung bean paste, kill it one day, the sky is dark, and the moon is dark, and finally it's a good time..."

"Well, maybe my system has also hidden mystery. At the crucial moment, I finally accumulated enough experience value, violently upgraded the system, and there was task assistance and ability improvement. So with the help of the system, my strength has soared, and Megatron is invincible. And then hit the higher realm all the way until the gods..."

"Or I will die like this, and then I found that not only did I not completely slumber the streets after I died, but I was born again to Crick’s boyhood, and I was born again. This genre seems to be very red, just like the golden finger is so big. The story doesn't seem to be very good..."

He conceived a number of possibilities in one breath, each of which can find a few well-known works to compare, and for a time, he felt that the sky was wide and the future was broad, and the sky was bright, the water was bright, the wind was bright, and the heart was bright. It is also bright.

The only problem is that... he himself knows that all this is just an illusion.

I really want to be a cool protagonist. It has been through the past few months. How can a woman not hook up except for the maid Amy Wei? Even Amy Wei has not yet reached the final step.

Is the cool character protagonist like this? Obviously not!

Not only that, but the cool protagonist, either through the hardships before the end, or the incompetent fat house, or what is the king of war or the master of martial arts, after crossing, or relying on the knowledge of the earth to open the technology tree to plant the musket, or Come to a Chinese **** to achieve different powers, and then simply rely on eating sweet potatoes to accumulate a magic enough to against the sky ... look at yourself, before crossing is a small staff, not rich, but also absolutely not poor, spare time is a network painter, Quite a little fame, social status is not bad; he is an art student, the science and technology are basically ignorant, martial arts is only heard of a name, there is no place to open a golden finger.

Can such a person be a cool protagonist?

Yes, there are ghosts!

He shook his head and couldn't help but smile.

"Forget it, take a step and see it. Anyway, the ants are still stealing. I am even standing in **** and looking up to heaven... I don't know if this is useful..."

Crick squatted, riding the docile war horse, surrounded by knights and soldiers, slowly moving along the avenue.

Whether it is heaven or **** in front, he knows nothing about it. What you can do is nothing more than your own efforts.

They walked about forty miles that day and the march was good. When the sun was setting, I found a place to camp, and I was ready to rest and wait for the next day.

There are still fifteen days left on December 1. The Thunder Principality generally has no rain or snow this season, and time should be too late.

On the other side, Leon led the recruits of the squad, riding a horse mixed with Warcraft, and traveled almost a hundred miles a day. According to this speed, as long as ten days or so, you can reach the front line.

When they camped at night, they were not as exquisite as Crick and others. No one who was chosen as a scout was not a master in the wild. Things like tents were not necessary for them. They just found an open place. Clean up the ground, pick up a bonfire to eat some hot food, take out the blanket to wrap the body, and scream.

According to the rules of the army, the Lord will not need to watch the night. But since Leon knows that someone is looking for trouble, how can he sleep peacefully? As the strongest of the legendary peaks, even if he does not sleep for a month or two, it is no problem. Now, of course, he will not sleep.

In order to respect the rules of the army, he did not have to attend the vigil, but although he was lying on the blanket next to the campfire, he did not fall asleep at all, and instead prepared for the battle at any time.

The night gradually deepened, and the vigils of the night watch also changed one class. According to the tradition, the summer vigil was divided into two shifts, and the winter was divided into three shifts, but the enemy did not come.

According to the speed of the other party's movement, Leon determined that the other party should have arrived near the Eagle Wing City, but did not know when the other party was ready to shoot.

The orcs tend to have more advantages at night, so the possibility of attacking at night is the greatest. However, a group of thieves or rangers on their own are also good at night fighting, so... maybe the opponent will do the opposite and come over during the day?

He secretly pondered, looks like he is already asleep, and his breathing is as smooth and long as the normal sleeping master.

Shortly after the vigil of the vigil changed to the last shift, Leon, who was "sleeping", suddenly felt a hint of concealment.

The breath slowly approached from the distant bushes, but it was extremely fast, but it was extremely subtle, and there was no sound at all, whether it was the wind of running, the sound of the foot breaking on the grass, or the sound of the clothes rubbing. None of them.

Even the sounds of the heartbeat and the sound of breathing are completely inaudible.

If it’s not that Leon is strong enough, maybe he has lost his life if he hasn’t felt anything yet.

The owner of the breath apparently already knew the situation of the scouting unit. He did not hesitate and went straight to Leon. He had not yet arrived. Leon felt a fierce murder, like acupuncture.

If he is really asleep, he will probably be awakened by this murder, but at the same time he must have been stabbed.

However, he not only did not fall asleep, but he was well prepared.

When Jianguang flashed, Leon jumped up and waved a sword to shoot a poisonous needle. The figure screamed like an arrow from the string, and rushed toward an empty space that seemed to have nothing at all.

"The orc assassin, eat me a sword!"