Duke of Grief

When returning from the original road, Glush looked at the green grass stretching at his feet and the sky, and his heart was as desolate as this field.

The green grass at the feet hasn't even missed the calf. In such an inaccessible place, it is unimaginable if it is in a plain area.

Farther away there is a group of long-horned sheep standing still and looking at this side. Behind them, there are rolling mountains, and the snow on the ridge is hidden behind the dense fog.

This unusually empty and expansive wilderness was supposed to be refreshing, but Glush was so heavy at the moment that he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the city in the distance.

He failed to take Asher back, because the curse was touched and Asher was already dead.

Although it is now clear that Asher is not behind the scenes, what about? The clue is broken, and he cannot save those who are about to die.

Now, his head is sober, and he understands one thing-those pages that were torn off may just be a guise, a guise that guides their eyes, and the real clues may not be hidden in those pages.

If this is the case, why should he blame Asher and expose Asher's existence?

Insufficient experience in handling the incident made Grushe’s heart seem to be crushed with a huge stone. He thought that if he could secretly tell his guess to Sir Lavin, would he be able to find out who was behind Asher? ?

Because he can't let go of his face...

Grush smiled self-deprecatingly. He now seemed that he was not as strong and kind as he had imagined.

‘Grush! ’

Grush suddenly looked up and was awakened from his blame by a loud voice.

When he looked around and tried to find the source of that voice, the voice sounded again in his mind: ‘Grush! ’

Glush was a little stunned, and then his body shook: "Jean Uther?"

‘Mara, right? ‘The paladin heard the voice that was gentle in the past, but now a little eager voice echoed in his mind, ‘You are in the Marathon of the Principality of the Eagle... No, right? ’

"Yes, under the crown..."

Grush’s words didn’t have time to finish, and the **** of brilliance hurriedly said: ‘Go—

The **** of brilliance didn't say anything, but Grush heard a sense of urgency in his tone, his eyes widened suddenly, the Holy Power converged in front of him, pedaled, and galloped forward.

‘Marla has an accident! ’

"what!!!"

Grouch vented the tension in his heart with a roar. At this moment, his body seemed to explode with a stronger force than before.

Rumble--

The paladin pulled the air around him with his body, and a gust of wind blew up, blowing billowing dust.

When the sound of trampling on the earth sounded, the herds in front of them horrified and retreated, and the black wall, which was originally the same as the horizon, had appeared in front of Grush.

The wind was whispering in his ears, and Glush could not hear what was happening in the city, but he saw the shook head on the wall!

The gate had been opened, and Glush saw the soldiers fleeing furiously under the wall, behind them as if something was chasing them.

What happened?

The half-circle wall stood before the eyes, and it was as good as before, but Grush not only saw the soldiers fleeing furiously, but also saw some soldiers fighting with the cavalry for horses-what the **** is this? !

"Step aside!!"

An anger burst from his chest, and the binge burst out.

The sound rang through the soldiers' ears, and a bang made them all stunned. Mumu turned his head and looked in the direction of the golden glow.

Grush jumped, the soldiers turned their heads, watched the golden light over their heads, turned around and stepped on the top of the city gate cave, and then pedaled the bricks and stone, and took advantage of the leap of the long and dark city gate cave, Turn over and land on the square in the middle of the castle.

The midday sun crossed the city wall and fell on the square, and Glush looked at the scene before him, his eyes wide open.

A huge, bloated and ugly monster stood in the middle of the square, and the sun shone on it, instead of making it holy, it made it even more terrible.

It chewed a soldier's torso in his hand, and the stubborn soldier's eyes were facing the open gate behind Glush, and the screams on the city wall also passed into Grus's ear.

The monster's facial features are crowded together, and the growing flesh on the body can only make it look bloated, not strong!

Grush's eyes glanced, and he saw several holes in the walls of the third and second floors of the inner ring of the castle, and the bricks fell in the dark place under the high city walls.

The dead are ‘various shapes’, but their bodies are twisted—

Is it because of ‘it’?

Grush took a breath, sucked the **** air into his lungs, and pulled out the worn long sword inserted in the scabbard with his right hand.

He gritted his teeth, raised his eyebrows, and his face was terrible!

"Who are you? Why kill?"

As a scream rang through the sky, Grush asked with a trembling voice.

But the monster ignored him, a pair of eyes squeezed into a slit by fat meat stared at the paladin, still chewing on the flesh of the corpse in his hand.

"monster……"

Grush held the hilt in both hands, and then the Holy Power burst suddenly, and the Holy Light came to the world!

"evil--"

Grouch roared and stepped forward: "In the eyes of the hand of justice, no evil is allowed!"

boom--

The paladin crushed the masonry ground with one foot, waving a long sword in his hand, and divided the monster in front of him with one sword!

The monster lowered his head curiously and touched the red line on his stomach, crimson blood was constantly overflowing from it.

"puff!"

A column of blood squirted out of the monster's stomach, and it looked at it blankly, then burst suddenly, and blood spattered.

The knees were soft and the monster fell to the ground. The upper body was finally separated from the lower body. Those granulations trying to repair the body twisted in the air, but they were continuously burned by the scorching holy light~www.wuxiaspot.com~ .

The monster's upper body is lying on the ground, and the dazzling sunlight hanging from the sky makes it close its eyes, and at this time, it finally feels ‘pain’.

"what--!"

"what!!!"

The monster made a cry like a baby crying, and the screams on the walls of the city became smaller.

Standing in the middle of the square, Glush lowered his head and saw that the shadow of the wall around him suddenly added another point. He didn't look up, but he heard a few loud noises--

Eight sounds!

Glush looked back and saw eight monsters crouching by the wall and standing up slowly.

They are the same grim, the same ugly, the same... covered with blood!

Before he picked up the long sword, he had been automatically floated around his waist, automatically untied the chain, and floated beside Grush.

The shimmering light shone on the paladin's grim face, and after a few flashes of golden light, Grush was very different.

——!

——!

——!

He did not know how and where these monsters came from, he only knew that those monsters were his enemies.

Those monsters not only killed soldiers, but also gnawed their bodies. This is unforgivable.

Therefore, Grush raised his long sword again, this time, the long sword in his hand was no longer worn, and it had been renewed, shining with divine light!

"Holy Light--"

"Roar!!!"

The eight-headed monster simultaneously launched a brave charge towards Grush, and when one foot fell, it could break the bricks underneath!

"Have you seen those enemies?"

Grush lowered his body, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

The voice, however, was high: "Behead them!!!"

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