Duke of Grief

In a blink of an eye, the ‘extraordinary paladin’ disappeared in front of their eyes. They panicked and looked around, but could not capture the figure of the paladin.

"Villain, look at me!"

But at this moment, they suddenly heard a binge from the front, subconsciously looked, but they saw the paladin directly!

Grouch held the sword in both hands, charged sideways, and screamed at the person in front.

He disdains to use sneak attacks, even if these people can't keep up with him.

He is so pedantic, so stubborn, but only in this way, he thinks it is'justice'!

If he encounters an enemy who cannot win without using sneak attacks, he will use sneak attacks, because that time is when he saves the world, and he will not tolerate the results of his defeat.

He believes that if he dies in the face of that enemy, someone behind him will continue to keep up until the enemy is killed.

However, if it is possible to die, who wants to die?

Grush can give his life for justice, but he will never waste his life in order to stick to some bottom line that does not need to be adhered to.

But these villains in front of him are no more than that. They don't need him to attack at all, so why did he want to do that mean behavior.

Seeing Grush suddenly appeared in front of him, the young man, who was also wearing sheepskin, was stunned. He was frightened by the roar just now, and he had not fully reacted.

This is a young man, a young man who was fighting, but why did he do evil?

Grush didn’t know, and this was not what he wanted to know. His job was to take them to death and let the Underworld’s **** of death judge their crimes.

The paladin waved the long sword in his hand. The blade cut the cold wind and cut it with a powerful force on the young man. He divided him in two!

"what!!!"

The young man's body was cut off, but he wasn't dead. Before he died, he felt pain, so he started screaming and wailing.

His screams frightened others and caused others to wake up from the rant.

When they were awake, they looked subconsciously, and only saw those eyes, which were full of violent eyes!

Even the burning flame on the blade, the blooming firelight could not cover the glory of those eyes, so they could see it.

"No! Don't come over!"

Grush stepped forward and waved his long sword again. The cold blade once again cut a man's neck. The scoundrel standing behind the man was covered with blood and suddenly gave a horror-filled tip call.

He waved the scimitar in his hand indiscriminately, and the heart of steel cultivated through killing was completely broken at this moment.

Grush did not look at him, but took a deep breath while standing on the spot, and the divine light began to gather on the blade.

He turned his gaze back to the scoundrels and found that they were still stunned, did not run away, nor tried to attack, and seemed to have been frightened.

The red light from them was so dazzling. Among them, there were teenagers who looked younger than the two young men he stunned just now, but the teenagers were full of flirtatious but enchanting. 'Evil Flower'.

The paladin gave them a bitter smile.

"Broken-evil-cut!"

At the next moment, the full of melancholy turned into a killing intention. Although the young men were young, this was by no means a reason for him to let them go.

Since they can kill now, what about in the future? What will happen in the future?

The people in front of them are not only men but also women, but the evil light on them is no different.

Gender, age, these are not the reasons for Grush to let them go, he will not let anyone on the scene!

The light swept through the bodies of several people, letting their heads out of their bodies and letting them spit blood. Compared to the enemies in front of them, Glush looks more like a villain now.

Qiang!

The sword was exhausted, and someone in front of Grush blocked his sword.

Grus looked up and saw the fear in the eyes of the man in front of him. He begged: "Please, please let me go? Let me go!"

If not too scared, this person might have fallen to his knees and asked Grush to let him go.

"Did you let them go when someone asked you this way before?" Grush looked at him and asked softly.

The man suddenly froze, and there was no more sound.

The paladin silently raised his strength and pressed down the blade, but his enemies failed to achieve even the stubborn resistance of the corner, and his throat was cut by his blade.

The blood was sprinkled with worn armor, and when he communicated with this person, someone had already started running away.

Looking around, none of them dared to resist.

They cried and fled with their backs to Grush, exposing the deadliest point to their enemies.

Grush is a paladin, do they think that paladins will not kill them?

wrong……

The ground shattered under Grush's feet and disappeared suddenly.

"what--"

Under the control of Glush, the warm blade cut a fugitive to the ground, and the fugitive was sprayed with blood behind him, like a fountain.

The paladin's eyes were extremely cold. He naturally knew what he was doing.

All the enemies have lost their will to fight, and they fled and fled, and he is chasing and killing them!

Grus only stopped for a few seconds and continued to catch up.

"No, don't kill me, I still have a child!"

It is a woman crying for mercy now, but Grush did not let her go.

You have a child, but do others have no children?

"I have no choice but to--"

When your hands are covered with the blood of other people, you are no longer unavoidable.

"please……"

"please……"

"please……"

A cry for mercy rang in Grush’s ears, some of them listened to Qingche, and some of them hadn’t finished listening, but these people’s endings were no exception, they all died, and died under Grush’s sword!

They have all begged for mercy, and they have given up resistance, but the heart-shaped paladin has not let them go.

What is he doing? massacre!

What is he for? justice!

Is massacre correct as long as it is'for justice'?

Do not! Never!

Slaughter is slaughter. Where can justice come from?

In Grush's eyes, the'red burning cloud' in the sky disappeared, and the surrounding red light also disappeared. No one survived, and they all died.

In this camp, the corpses were laid out, the blood was flowing on the ground, the sky seemed to be mourning, and the snow slowly fell.

Grus stood alone in the heap of corpses, looking at those who died, expressionless and cold eyes.

No matter how many times it happens, he will be the same choice!

Knowing that the enemy has given up resistance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Knowing that they have begged for mercy, knowing that he is slaughtering, but he will never make a second choice.

Slaughter is not just, and killing enemies who have given up resistance is not just. From start to finish, this battle of slaughter is not just!

Taking a deep breath, the **** smell poured into the nasal cavity with the cold air, and Glush was unmoved.

He raised his footsteps and walked to the side tent because there were still people there.

It's just that the people there might be special...

Grush opened the tent with blood-stained leather gloves, and the light penetrated. He saw some women with their hands and feet tied and their mouths closed.

The women were naked, with obvious scars on their bodies.

Some of these women looked at Grush with horror in their eyes, while others did not respond...

They are numb.