Duke of Grief

The silver brilliance lingered around Grush, and the artifact named was suspended beside him. He held the sword in his hands and shouted that everyone could hear clearly.

The white and flawless wings spread behind him, and the bright silver armor made him look like a giant. If he had only a pair of wings behind him, he looked like a respected Seraph. .

The surging power turned into flames beating on the body of this legendary paladin, just like the sword he smashed the arrow of rain, that is the true embodiment of Grush as a "legend".

The rumor that a legend can dominate a battlefield is not false. If Grush reversed his blade, he would be able to frighten the enemy facing him.

He stood in the middle of the battlefield, standing between the two armies, holding a long sword, shouting to all the sergeants in the dull place: "Stop!"

The horses of the cavalry were pacing unsteadily. They felt tranquility in those dazzling lights, but they were uneasy because of the murderousness from the enemy, and wanted to escape.

But their masters have tightened their reins so that they can only walk where they are, and they can't go anywhere.

Several officers took the lead in awakening from the shock, gazing involuntarily at the messenger stone in their hands, looking forward to receiving orders from the chief.

But they were destined to be disappointed, because the rear was silent, and the nobles panicked when they saw the beam of light. The Marquis Aroella did not order, but looked at Krylov III, even if the king was his Son-in-law, but at this time, Krelov III still had to make decisions on his own. As a minister, he must not cross over to make decisions for Krelov III.

Krylov III did not speak, but looked straight at the mirror in front of him, as if still immersed in the power of'legend'.

On the other side, Marquis El Faro couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha... this young man is really interesting!" He patted the back of his arm holding'Filly', "I didn't expect to be able to see such a funny young man before he died. , But... it's a pity."

The old maid who accompanied the Marquis of El Faro for half her life rested her head on the shoulder of her husband, who had no real name, looking at the round mirror with pity in her eyes, sighing: "He knows what he is doing, obviously Knowing that if he really appeared here, he must have died, but he still appeared here. This young man is really a pity."

"Yeah..." Marquis El Faro narrowed his eyes. "It's a memorable thing."

Shaking his head, Marquis El Faro picked up the messenger stone and issued an order to his army: "Go ahead!"

Although the number was at least three times that of the royal army, the officers belonging to the El Faro family did not hesitate to execute the order.

"go ahead!"

Boom!

The heavy shield soldiers laid down their shields, with indifferent expressions, following the steps of fortitude and moving on.

Each step of their progress seemed to step on the heart of the royal army soldiers. The cavalry who was closest to the black army opposite was panicked and numb.

"Escape!"

The horse screamed in panic. The cavalry pulled the reins, but it was difficult to control the horse underneath.

"The cavalry is separated on both sides to meet the opposing cavalry and protect the wings of the formation!"

At this time, the cold voice of Krylov III also reached the ears of the knights, and the knights looked with joy, shouting: "Your Majesty let us fight the opposing cavalry, separate, separate!"

After getting the exact order, the cavalry also showed their mobility. They steered the horses, fled the most fierce battlefield, and rushed towards the battlefields on both sides.

The knights on both sides carried long lances, and the cavalry behind them picked up the lances hanging on one side. With a cruel smile on their faces, they rushed towards the enemy.

Grush's face remained unchanged, and he estimated the distance between the two armies. One hand quietly released the hilt.

"What is'justice'?"

The paladin's question was deafening. This time he didn't scream with all his strength, but he was able to make his voice heard by the entire battlefield.

The shimmer is spreading like the soul of Grush now.

Even if it is ‘Hu Saotang’, even if he is a lunatic in the eyes of others, what about it?

Even if this war cannot be stopped, even if he will die in a moment, what then?

This is his choice, stemming from his heart, free from anyone’s interference and influence.

No matter who his enemies are, he can't escape the "fair" ruling, and in his eyes, Krylov III and Marquis El Faro have already become "sinners"!

However, only the royal army was affected by him on the battlefield, and the army in black armor remained silent and silent.

"Different from "justice" is equal to "justice" and different from "equity". If you work hard to get corresponding gains, this is "justice"!"

Krylov III was expressionless. Marquis El Faro smiled and watched. He wanted to see what the young man could do.

"If a soldier can be rewarded for his efforts-even if the effort is to "kill the enemy"-then there is no doubt that this is also a manifestation of "fairness"!"

Some soldiers of the Royal Army could not help but look sideways and looked at the'angel' floating in mid-air.

"My name is "Grus", and I am in charge, as the "hand of justice" under Carl's crown, I should respect such "justice"--"

Krylov III picked up the messenger stone at hand and ordered: "The Mage and its guards advance and prepare to fight!"

The Marquis of El Faro also raised his hand and said, "The Magisters advance, waiting for the opportunity to join the battle!"

"but!"

The armies of both sides were very close, and the archers with a slower pace raised their long bows again.

Grush's eyes turned to the rear of the royal army~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The anger was burning in his eyes, "This war is not'just", when you charge, the nobles will only yell, you The monarchs served are nothing but waste, and your actions are nothing but plundering wealth for them who have not made any contribution!"

The charging knights are about to collide with each other. The advancing mages are already in a sufficient position, and the distance between the infantry striding forward is closer, but the army from the sorrowful wind leader is still standing on the spot without showing any slightest. Intent to act.

"!"

Grush raised his empty left hand and shouted: "!"

At this moment, a dazzling light erupted, the panicked nobles were scared to turn their horses upside down, and the aristocrats with overweight also brought the chair down in a shock.

Click!

There seemed to be a voice in the minds of these soldiers on the battlefield.

Afterwards, the cavalrymen crossed over, the infantry was forced to stop, the archer found that he could no longer pull the bow string halfway, and the double method division position fell into silence.

Nothing happened, except that ‘all acts of war’ were forced to stop.

The nobles believed that the attack had not arrived, and that the legendary paladin suspended in mid-air merely forcibly stopped the war.

Krylov III took a deep breath and stood up from the chair, not long before he sat down.

The Marquis of El Faro still smiled, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The war has stopped!

With the power of the ‘artifact’, the new legend of Grush stopped this war!

Suspended in mid-air, Grusche gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Because all of this... is just ‘temporary’! ...