Lord of War

The bright moonlight shines on the earth, like a layer of silver yarn covered with bó bó.

In an empty valley, dozens of carts are parked here, and there are densely packed goods on them, but these goods seem to be some relatively large building materials. There were figures swaying in the valley, but the number didn't seem to be many. As for the horses pulling the carts, none were seen, and it seemed a little more silent.

But soon, the silence was completely broken.

The sound of galloping horseshoes echoed in the valley.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, soon there was a scarlet horse running from the mountain pass, and on the horse was a young man in a black robe.

This valley is a concave valley, walking around an unknown mountain range, surrounded by lush vegetation. At this time, there are a lot of building materials and flatbed trucks piled up in the valley, plus many soldiers walking back and forth, The whole valley looked extraordinarily chaotic. However, the speed of this rider's riding the horse has not slowed down in the slightest. The rein is being pulled casually by him in his hands, and the war horse under his crotch is lightly rubbing against other people or goods at an extremely subtle angle. However, it will not have any impact on people or things at all, and the speed of the horse has not weakened at all.

Finally, after jumping over countless obstacles, the war horse finally came behind another man in black.

The rider on the horse turned his right wrist holding the rein slightly, and after the rein was wrapped around his hand, he held it tightly again, and lifted it up suddenly, the horse under his crotch neighed immediately The man stood up, his front hooves continuously stomping in the void. However, the lower body of the rider on the horseback did not move at all, only the upper body slightly adjusted to follow the horse's movements.

The rider's superb riding skills can be seen from this.

"You're late." The black-robed man standing in front of the horse coughed lightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and his physical fitness didn't seem to be particularly good. The moonlight was shining on his body at this moment, and he could just see his skinny body. His haggard face made him look more like a mummy. Wherever he was, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop rapidly forever.

The war horse didn't seem to like the atmosphere, snorted hard, let out a puff of hot air, and took a few steps back. I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of the cold or I don't like the breath of the old man, but the war horse is trying to distance itself from the old man as much as possible.

The rider on the horse stretched out his hand and slapped the war horse's head fiercely. The strength didn't seem to be strong, but there was a dull sound. It wasn't until this time that it became clear that this war horse was not an ordinary war horse, it was obviously a kind of Warcraft, but why it was tamed by the man on the horseback, this made people think deeply.

After the man reached out and patted the horse as a warning, he didn't do anything else. He turned over and got off the horse, and then said: "I heard some interesting news on the way, so I delayed a little."

His voice seemed to be relatively loud by nature, and his words were like thunder and fury, and it seemed that the whole valley was faintly shaking. After seeing the old man's noncommittal appearance, the bald man smiled and said the second sentence: "I don't know why those lunatics in the Peace Council have gone crazy, and they have become extremely active. It is said that Christina We have already set off for the trading capital."

The old man, who had always been very indifferent, finally showed a wave of fluctuation on his face at this moment. He stretched out a hand and gently stroked his left cheek. If it wasn't for his hand trembling slightly, he would not have seen the change at this moment. An old man's mood swings.

The bald man knew that this old man was actually about the same age as himself. It was only after he fought against Christina of the Peace Council that he became what he is today. It was no wonder that his mood fluctuated greatly.

"Why?" After a long time, the old man finally uttered the second sentence.

"It is said that there is some trouble in the Portoroya Kingdom. No one knows exactly what happened. I just heard that someone killed a demon there. It is not a low-level demon, but what happened specifically? No one knows." The bald man thought for a while, and decided to share the information with the old man, "So the Peace Council sent Christina to take action, but in the end, only one target person was killed, and the rest of the targets were all killed. gone……"

"Going away?" The old man asked in surprise.

"Yes, I left, not escaped, because Christina had completely lost track of those people when she arrived." The bald man continued, "At present, only those people from the other party have been traced to the trading capital, and the rest I don't know what happened next...but all the lurkers around the trade capital have been awakened, it seems that this time the Peace Association is serious."

"That group of people are simply lunatics." After a moment of silence, the old man finally said again, but the excitement could be vaguely discerned in his voice, "Where is Kristina?"

"I knew you would say that." The bald man laughed loudly, and I knew what he looked like on his face, "We are currently rushing to the trading capital. If we are lucky, we should be able to make peace outside the trading capital." He met....Well, anyway, the promise to the employer here has been done, and the rest is his own business, why don't I go with you. "

"This is my private matter." After the old man dropped this sentence coldly, he turned around and walked towards Taniguchi. His walking speed was not fast, but if you look carefully, you can find that the old man is not The legs were walking, but it was more like floating—the gray mist emerged from under the old man's black robe, and carried the old man swiftly towards the front. Wherever he passed, the flowers and plants were withering, The ground is also drying up rapidly, like a dead land, leaving only a light gray dead end.

Seeing that the old man turned around and left, and the speed was extremely fast, he was almost at the entrance of the valley in a blink of an eye, and the bald man was also in a hurry. After getting on his horse, he yelled loudly: "Wait for me!"

After all, with a kick of his legs, the war horse neighed crisply, and flames burst out of its crimson body, especially the four hooves were wrapped in a layer of flames, and when it galloped up in an instant, it left a trail of flames on the ground. Down a path of blazing flames.

There are two paths, one red and one gray, from the inside of the valley to the outside of the valley, until the two of them completely disappeared on the horizon.

And almost as soon as the two of them left the valley, the countless shaking figures in the valley stopped instantly. There was extreme fear in the eyes of these figures, and they seemed to want to scream in horror, but no matter how they opened their mouths, Just no sound came out. After a while, these figures suddenly swelled up, like inflated balloons, becoming bigger and bigger, and finally there was a "bang" explosion, and all the black shadows in the entire valley exploded instantly, gray-black The powder spread throughout the valley in an instant, completely covering the moonlight, like a black curtain.

After a long time, when the moonlight shone into the valley again, there was no trace of a single living person in the entire valley. Even because of the layer of gray sand on the ground, the temperature of the entire valley dropped sharply, almost to the point of freezing.

At this moment, there was a garrison outside the valley. They had witnessed the departure of the two men in black robes, and they also knew the name of the organization the two men in black robes belonged to.

dead thorn.

Anyone who knows anything about this organization fears its members. Not for anything else, just because none of the people in this organization are normal people. They are either believers of demons, worshipers of devils, or simply undead creatures or slaves of darkness, but no matter what kind of people these people are No matter what identity or species, the only thing they have in common is that they have great strength, and they despise all existences whose strength is not as good as their own.

It was not until the two men left for a long time that the garrison of less than 500 people finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone's face had a feeling of survival after a catastrophe. The gap between the two sides is really too big, even they can't stand the oppressive momentum, but even if the two have left at this moment, no one dares to enter the valley.

Vaguely, it seems that you can still feel the powerful dark power rising from the valley.

...

At this moment, not too far away from the valley here, there is a city that has fallen into darkness.

It's not that the city is in any trouble, but that the people in this city don't have the energy to spend the rest of the night after a hard day's work. Most of them fell asleep after supper, because tomorrow was going to be another hard day, at least for a very long time.

However, when the whole city fell into silence, in a hotel, two people suddenly opened their eyes and sat up.

The gazes of these two people all looked to the southwest at the same time, and a trace of astonishment flashed in their eyes.

"Sean..." Cecilia turned her head to look at Sean who was sleeping on the other bed, her voice suddenly trembled, and in her perception, there was a magical beam of light almost reaching the sky in the southwest, accompanied by this With the appearance of this magical beam of light, an extremely strong breath of life is rapidly draining away. It is a mixed emotion of death, despair and fear. The more sensitive a person is, the more he can feel this breath.

Sean got up and walked to Cecilia's side, patting her on the back lightly to calm her emotions, with a gentle smile on his face: "It's nothing, it's just a burst of magic beam of light... But this Well, at least we know where the things we want to find are, and we also know the fate of those who were hijacked."

Listening to Sean's reassurance, Cecilia was still a little frightened, but she was a little better emotionally.

It's just that in places Cecilia couldn't see, Sean's face became extremely gloomy: "I didn't expect it to be a dead thorn... I just hope that these guys are not targeted, otherwise there is really no one right now." Fight them with your strength." (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )