Hero’s Creed

The whole royal city, concerned about the forces of this century war, all breathed out, and the spirit was relaxed, no matter what the result was, it was over.

What needs to be considered now is how to deal with Heinrich after victory?

"This result is really..."

Suran watched the magic crystal on his head disappear slowly, revealing a dark cloud-covered sky, and lost.

"Why? Disappointed?"

Dvorak ridiculed.

"To be honest, I appreciate people like Downton."

Suran pouted, he didn't look down on Heinrich, and it was also an ability to use the artifact properly, but it was worthless to express Donton's death.

"I really admire Heinrich's mind and can make those **** servants. On some levels, he is the first person on the mainland."

Dvořák stared at the hall with a staring stare.

"Do you know why I haven't shot it? Just worrying about his endless means, I cultivated so many consumables to test him, but I didn't expect Downton to use it."

"Pity……"

Celan sighed, but no one knew what he meant.

"Get started, according to the agreement, I deal with Heinrich, the booty is his head and Di Lanxue."

The first new star is rubbing his hands, his military value is already the world's first, but the short board is the mind, so he fancyd Heinrich as a school bully.

"You better wait!"

The blind girl interjected and touched the crystal ball with a dignified look, "The body is dead, but I can't claim the return of Downton's fate."

"Huh? Is there any change?"

Suran raised her eyebrows.

In the hotel, the head of the royal sister and the literary girl were relatively speechless.

"This is the most perfect work of the old monster? Not to mention the comprehensive quality, is this will too weak?"

Lorraine pouted.

"It's not a good thing to win too much. Who among the heroes in history is so arrogant?"

Madeleine sighed, "And he admired his ancestors too much, and he also worked hard toward the direction of learning to master. He didn't know that the old monster had already walked this road, and proved that it didn't work. He made him."

"You are ruthless enough, but you didn't even rescue Downton. Fortunately, he was lucky, and the lucky blessings that Cici gave him came into effect."

Lorraine patted her flat chest.

"I don't want to be caught by the old monster, otherwise Downton returns, and when he killed Heinrich, he must have an excuse to intervene in the war."

Madeleine said casually, in fact, she understood that with the pride of old monsters, she would never do such a thing.

In the empty church square, Wallenstein and Asadin sat on the bench, watching the white pigeons peck at the crumbs.

"Old friend, don't be disappointed. Xiaohai can do this step and you are proud of it."

Asadin comforted.

"Unfortunately this is not what I want."

Wallenstein put down the bread bag, got up, patted the floating soil that did not exist on his robe, and turned away.

"Don't you see the result?"

Asadin’s inquiry was not answered.

Wallenstad's lonely figure disappeared on the empty street.

The sky, I don't know when it will rise, and there are fine snowflakes floating.

White pigeons soar!

When Downton woke up, he had a headache, like a hangover, the image in his mind was broken, and he couldn't concatenate.

Suddenly, Downton's body was shocked, and then he jumped up and took a posture of alert, but because of excessive force, he stumbled directly and almost fell.

"What is this place?"

Downton's brow furrowed tightly enough to pinch a sea crab. "Aren't I dueling Heinrich?"

For the purpose, it is an empty tavern with tables and chairs, bar counters, wine cabinets, and fine wine on display.

Downton did not shout, but looked around with caution.

There is no dust on the table, but the pub is quite quiet. Looking at this deserted appearance, there should be no guests for a while.

There are no stairs to the second floor, no windows, only a closed door.

"Homer? Cheap god?"

Downton called, but there was no response, so he walked out the door.

Downton didn't notice that on a table in the corner of the tavern, behind a wooden wine glass, a fist-sized blue cube was quietly placed. Looking at the material, it should be some kind of crystal material.

After Downton left, weird words flashed on the cube, and a piece of music sounded softly.

Crunch!

The rusty wooden door lacking oil was pushed open.

The cold wind was roaring, with yellow dust, blowing across the ruined street, a ruined scene, no, it should be more appropriate to call it the end.

No humans, no ants, insects and rats. The world seems to be dead, and no sound can be heard.

The houses on both sides collapsed, scorched, and covered with spider webs. The whole town destroyed by the war looked like a young girl who abandoned the corpse wilderness after being ravaged by the mob.

Looking at the position of the sun, it is not yet dusk, but the sky is full of red, as if poured with thick blood, and there are thick clouds that last forever.

When the thick cloud shook a little, Downton was stunned, and the sun was only one-third left, just like the cheese left by the wild dog.

There was a translucent soul of grievances, and the screams of death were everywhere.

Downton snapped his fingers, and the magic erupted, purifying these evil spirits, but his mood was not improved at all, because he smelled it, and there was a thick breath of death in the air.

"what happened?"

Downton's brows were deeper, the magic energy in the air was scarce and scary like the spring eyes on the verge of drying, and with a violent attribute, inhaled into the body as if swallowing poisonous mist.

The bloodline of dawn and dawn has been activated and is spontaneously purified.

Downton radiates soul power, discovers various natural elements, and is as dead as death. There is almost no activity, and he needs to enter a state of deep meditation to wake them up.

The mirror stopped water and spread out without any feedback.

In order to save magic energy, Downton released a fiery nightmare, but this **** warhorse, already used to the harsh environment of the abyss, was irritable and wanted to take Downton off his horse.

The sound of horseshoes was dull.

"What the **** is this place?"

After a round of Downton, he didn't even find a maggot, and he found that the demon in his body could spill into the air uncontrollably.

If this continues, the rank will fall.

There was no clue, Downton was going back to the pub, but when he walked in, he found that it was completely different from the one he just woke up from.

"Did I enter the illusion?"

Downton opened the eyes of the stars that could see through all illusions, but found that this was a real world, and then he finally understood the origin of that discomfort.

This is not the front line of the legion, the feeling of being exposed to the radiation of the Tower of Desecration? Downton released the flame of the goddess decisively, and it was a lot more comfortable, and the passing of magic energy was slowed down.

Without any clues, Downton can only follow the road, hoping to find a big city first. Generally speaking, even in the last days, the big city will become the final settlement.

"As long as there are signs, you can determine what the **** is this place."

Downton's ideal is full, but it's really skinny. For seven days in a row, his entire field of vision is flooded with this desolation and abandonment, making his mood dull.

The most terrifying thing is that the sky has been full of blood, and the long dusk seems to have no end, so Downton once thought that the time was frozen.

Wang!

A faint dog bark suddenly sounded, Downton's spirit immediately shook, turned his horse's head, and ran past.

Not to mention the dogs, even now the undead, Downton will go to see what happened, even at the border of the morning fog, he has never experienced seven days when he could not see anyone.

A black haze appeared, Downton did not panic, because he had experience, this is too many dead, long-lasting corpse.

Downton flew into the air, the eyes of the stars launched, looking down at the earth, where the corpses were scattered, the flag was broken, and it was indeed a battlefield.

A skinny wild dog is running away, behind his buttocks, followed by many undeads, he will bark back at every distance.

"Huh, this seems to be deliberately intriguing? Is there anything hidden?"

Downton noticed that this was a fox terrier with a mended wound. Although the stitches were skewed, it was determined that it had a master.

The Foxhound apparently often does this kind of work, very smart and very experienced. After making sure that he will not be killed by those undead, Downton flew away and searched for other places.

A faint soul wave appeared in the mirror's water, and Downton immediately flew northwest.

I saw a small child lying in a low-lying pit~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In order not to be found, her body was shrunk as much as possible, plus the worn-out bed sheet, it looked like Like a rotten mushroom.

"What are you doing?"

Downton was dumbfounded. This five- to six-year-old kid, holding a rusty dagger in his hands, was panting and digging for the rotten dirt, ignoring the smelly smell.

A human rib was dug out, the child snapped the bone, and a maggot was twisted immediately, trying to escape.

The child was full of dishes, and his dull and dull face was as excited as a jewel was found, speeding up and digging away the dirt.

After catching the maggot, the child raised his head for the first time to make sure that there was no undead. He unscrewed the small bottle hanging around his neck, cautiously stuffed the maggot into it, and then patted with satisfaction, and continued to dig the next one.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Downton could see that the child looked at the maggots as if they were looking at the sweetest cake in the world, and he knew that this world, even maggots, was pitiful.

Full of doubts tortured Downton, leaving him impatient to look down, and landed directly, ready to ask.

Snapped!

Downton stepped on the ground, with only a slight noise, but the child stopped all movements like a frightened rabbit, lowered his body, quickly raised his head, and looked around secretly.

When he saw the sudden appearance of Downton, the child was shocked and immediately pretended to be dead, attempting to pass through.

"Hey, I am not malicious!"

Downton speaks the Continental lingua franca.

As soon as the words came out, the child knew that he would not be able to hide, and immediately, like a wild dog, he gritted his teeth towards Downton, trying to scare him off.

(To be continued.)