Red Blood Dragon Knight

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When the scream of killing from outside the city reached Fengyuan, the maid of Hadu trembled in her heart, and the embroidery needle in her hand was heavily pierced on her fingers.

Bright red blood flowed down from her white fingers instantly, and instantly dyed the embroidery in her hand. She whispered in pain, and then hurriedly put her fingers in her mouth, and took two strong sucks.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the distant sky suspiciously through the narrow window.

Although she doesn't know the military, she keenly feels that this atmosphere is different from usual because of her instinct. The sound of fighting outside the city today is much louder than usual.

The sound of screaming and killing is like a frenzy in the sky, straight into the sky. Shaking people's hearts trembled.

The little maid looked worriedly at the small building in the backyard, only to see that there was still silence there, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and thought to herself: I don't know how the general is going?

However, Lakht just drove them out like a vicious spirit and ordered them to stay far away from Hardu's room, no matter what happened, they were not allowed to pass.

She wanted to go over and catch her eyes, but after hesitating several times, she still didn't stand up.

At this time, the mountain's tsunami-like cry of killing seemed to be getting closer.

The expression on the little maid's face became more and more worried, she frowned and thought about it, and finally threw down what she was holding and stood up resolutely. He picked up the long skirt and trot all the way to Hardu's bedroom.

There was no one on the way, and I didn't know where to go when I stayed with the attendant doctor. The unusual silence in the spacious courtyard reveals a gloomy atmosphere.

The little maid was bold, and she hid at the door and listened carefully to the sound in the room for a while. There was no sound in the room quietly.

The little maid took a deep breath and boldly pushed open the door carefully. There was no one inside, but there was a strange smell that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The little maid pinched her nose, walked into the room with her toes, and whispered: "Is there anyone? Second son?"

After yelling, she hurriedly curled her neck to prepare to receive the scolding of the livid second son, but she waited for a while but couldn't hear any sound.

"Huh, fortunately not here," the little maid patted her chest and muttered to herself: "If you provoke the second son to get angry, it won't be good... By the way, you must promptly notify the general to inform the general... ·"

The little maid hurried to the bedroom, and suddenly kicked something under her feet. After being tripped, she fell heavily to the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts..." The little maid rubbed her compressed chest, her tears almost came off: "Who is so wicked, deliberately put something here..."

While cursing in a low voice, she looked back at what had tripped him.

It looked strange when it fell on the ground, it seemed...it seemed to be a person~!

She couldn't help but screamed "Ah~!"

But then she saw the person's appearance clearly. The little maid hurriedly covered her mouth, staring at the man who fell on the ground-Angel with wide horrified eyes.

This usually personable, heroic, and dazzling, dazzling like a prince charming, the eldest son who has fascinated the little sisters, has been dyed red with blood, and is lying on the ground motionless with his eyes closed. .

Beside him, a **** short knife was thrown on the ground.

The scared tears of the little maid rolled down, and Angel stared at her with blood, and her mind went blank.

I don’t know how much time passed, she slowly reacted and then took the courage to sit up again, moved to Angel's side in small steps, stretched out her hand to push Angel's shoulder, and whispered: "Grandpa, grandpa."

Where did the little maid have seen this **** scene? She almost cried in her voice in fear.

However, after she yelled several times, Angel on the ground remained motionless.

The maid sniffed her nose, and then gently placed her fingers in front of Angel's nose. Angel's skin was as cold as ice, and the maid's fingers did not feel any breath.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ·····"

The little maid put her hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but found that her feet had been frightened. She supported the wall and struggled to stand up slowly, and then walked out in small steps.

Pushing open the door and seeing the empty courtyard outside, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no one around. The guards went out to fight a long time ago, and the servants disappeared at this time. Where can someone go here?

"What should I do?" The little maid burst into tears, then she said to herself with tears: "Calm, calm, Lindy, calm, I want to..."

The little maid thought for a while with tears, and said: "By the way, I have to inform the general first."

Then the little maid turned around, ran back into the room quickly, pressed against the wall to avoid Angel's corpse, walked around step by step, and then rushed into Hardu's bedroom.

Thick curtains are hung around here to block all the light. The copper stove in the room is burning red, the temperature is as hot as summer, and the air is dull with a strong smell of medicine.

Hardu lay on the big bed with his eyes closed, breathing intermittently and breathlessly. She was covered with a thick quilt, her complexion was yellow, her cheeks had collapsed, and there were few hairs left.

The little maid wiped her tears, walked to her and pushed Hadu, calling: "General, General." Du's head swayed on the pillow, and it took a while before his eyes opened weakly. God.

With tears on the face of the little maid, she smiled happily and said: "General, general, I...we...the eldest son, he..."

The little maid suddenly thought that now General Hadu is seriously ill, maybe shouldn't tell him the news?

Hadu looked at her blankly, opened his mouth and made a "cough" sound.

"What do you want to say?" The little maid's eyes widened, and she bent down and leaned over Hardu's ear, and said: "What do you want to say? Burn? What burn?"

Hardu's several vague words protruded from his throat.

"Burn this? Burn this~!" The little maid exclaimed and said anxiously: "You let me burn this place? But you, grandpa..."

Hadu, who was lying on the bed, nodded hard, struggling, and said: "I know all about it. Go... Go do it."

The little maid cried and shook her head, saying: "I can't..."

"Listen, the enemy... the enemy has launched... a general offensive. We...our time is running out. But...but anyway, Hardu... You can’t...dead in someone else’s hands.” Hadu said intermittently with difficulty.

"I...but..." The little maid still shook her head desperately.

Hardu raised his arm a little bit, pushed his palm sullenly, and swept down the candle beside the table. The candle fell on the ground and the flame lit the carpet.

Hardu nodded to the little maid, his eyes determined.

The little maid understood: General Hadu has made up his mind and it is irretrievable~!

She covered her mouth in surprise and retreated a few steps before hitting the copper stove next to her.

She looked down at the burning coal fire, and then at Hardu who was lying on the bed.

Hardu nodded to her again.

The little maid wiped her tears indiscriminately, gritted her teeth and pushed down the copper stove. The charcoal inside spilled out, and the carpet and curtains were instantly lit.

Hadu smiled approvingly, raised his wrist and slowly waved his hand, hoarsely: "Child, I'm sorry. You·freedom. Go. Go away."

The little maid cried loudly, and finally took a look at Hadu and ran out of the room, covering her face.

The lonely and weak figure staggered out of the small building and then disappeared into the maple forest.

The flame ignited the furniture in the room, making a crackling sound.

The red flames quickly rushed to the roof, surrounded Hardu's bed, and spread towards him.

"This is about to end~!" Hadu looked at the beating orange flames, and said in his heart, thinking of his glorious life from an ordinary soldier to the world's first general to the Southern King.

Then smiled bitterly and murmured: "Ilerda, what the **** you said is always right."

In the most glorious time of the Southern Army, almost everyone in the Southern Army believed that Almohad was captured and the foundation of an immortal dynasty was in sight.

But only Elelda poured cold water on him. He told Hadu that the strength of the two sides is very different. If he honestly becomes his southern king, the Hadu family may still be passed on for three generations. Lowering Almohad's crown is simply seeking a dead end.

But Hardu is quite different. After all, the empire was so decayed that it seemed to be crumbling, as if it would automatically collapse with a light kick on the door.

When Hardu was actively planning and deploying his own plan, Elerda even complained publicly that this was to bring the Southern Army to death.

In this way, the differences of opinion between Illerda and the entire South, and Hadu, are getting bigger and bigger, and because of this, in the end Illerda will choose to sit in the southernmost part of the cannibals.

Maybe you can touch the crown by raising your hand. No matter how much you pay, you have to give it a try. Hardu's heart secretly said: Why can they be born to be king and I should be a coolie?

"Isn't the order of this world really something I can challenge?" Hadu secretly said angrily.

"Challenge the order of the old world? So I didn't see the wrong person." A flat voice came from Hadu's bedside.

Hadu was shocked, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a thin figure standing in front of his window, wearing a plain gray robe without any decoration, looking down at him.

Around him, the violent flames went around a few feet around him as if they encountered a transparent wall.

A few feet away was a raging fire, but beside him, there was silence. The boundaries are clear, as if the two are in a huge glass cover, the situation is extremely weird.

Hardu slowly looked into the opponent's eyes.

I saw that there was no glamour in his eyes, like two huge black holes, which seemed to be able to **** the human soul away.

Hardu struggled a few times, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have regained his strength. He raised his head and said in surprise: "Who...Who are you?"

The gray-robed man waved his hand at random and said, "Answer my question first, why do you want to challenge the world order?"

His voice is not loud, but like Hong Zhongda Lu, Hadu's brain hums with shaking.

Hardu couldn't help taking a deep breath-no one had ever given him such a strong pressure.

He is also a well-known figure for a long time, leading an army to fight, and even facing the famous Lich is only three points jealous, but in front of the gray-robed man, he feels a little powerless.

But he was also very human, quickly settled, and then carefully observed this person. But the person on the opposite side is like a statue, to be precise, an ancient statue. Because from him, Hardu can reach the vicissitudes of life. But it is impossible to see through.

The opposite person also looked at him coldly, as if not in a hurry.

Hardu then replied slowly: "I think it's unfair, why they can, but I can't."

The gray-robed man nodded, and then chuckled: "Anger and injustice? This is indeed the root of all evil. I have also tried to challenge the order of the entire world. No, I should say that I still do it now."

Hadu stared at the gray robe and said, "Who are you on earth?"

The gray-robed man smiled gently and said: "Introduce myself, I am Kalimdor, Beatrice, the leader of the immortal clan, the spokesperson of dark spells, and the high priest of the demon **** in the world.

Although this situation is not very suitable, it is still nice to meet you, General Amorhadu. "

Hardu's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "It's you~! But how did you get here?"

"It's just a little trick." The undead high priest flicked his fingers gracefully and said: "Edwood left a beacon on you, and when your vitality is exhausted, the beacon will send out a signal.

A simple soul spell. "

Hadu thought for a moment and said, "So, I'm already dead?"

The undead high priest nodded and said: "Yes, you are dead."

Hardu sighed a bitter smile, and said, "Why are you here?"

The undead high priest looked down at Hadu and said: "Because you and I are very much the same. Although in two different worlds, you and I are both trying to challenge the established order.

The world thinks that mine is ruling the whole world, haha..."

The undead high priest smiled and shook his head and said: "The mortal world has no meaning to me. My purpose is to revive the dark magic.

The mages accused us of being evil and dirty, but they didn't know that all spells were pure. The evil was not spells, but the caster.

But they killed us for no reason, wiped out our companions, and exiled us dark spellcasters with war, so I will use the same method to regain our lost position and return everything we say we have encountered to those element mages. .

I want to rebuild the order of spells, no matter who is in my way, I will destroy them. "

Hadu was startled for a moment, and said, "What you do seems to be more difficult than mine."

The undead high priest shook his head and said: "I have failed twice, but I don't want to fail a third time. This time may be my last chance.

All i need you. "

"Need me?" Hardu said strangely: "My world and yours do not overlap."

The Undead High Priest shook his head and said: "Dark wizards are powerful spellcasters, but not clever strategists. The immortals, including me, know how to fight, but don't know how to fight a war.

So we need you, Amor, General Haddou, an outstanding general. "

Hardu laughed sorrowfully and said: "Is it outstanding? I have completely failed."

The undead high priest said: "Your enemy is too powerful. In fact, I have been paying attention to this war. In the desperate predicament, your performance is still worthy of praise. This war will not destroy your reputation.

Idea, my ability has been unanimously recognized by us.

I can give you eternal life, in exchange, you work for us. "

"Eternal life...that seems to be good, too." Hadu murmured in a daze, but then his heart was overwhelmed. The scene before him suddenly reminded him of the people in the fairy tale who traded their souls with demons.

At this moment, the Undead High Priest nodded and said: "After victory, you can establish the order you like on this continent at will. As I said, I have no interest in the secular world."

"I can't seem to find a reason to refuse." Hardu thought about it seriously, and said: "It may be a good thing to become an undead."

The undead high priest nodded solemnly, and said: "Then you agree?"

"Yes, I agree." Hardu nodded.

The undead high priest stretched out his palm and gently pressed Hadu's forehead, slowly chanting obscure wrinkles in his mouth.

Black light rose from Hadu's body, and suddenly a phylogenetic engraved with complicated patterns appeared in the hands of the undead high priest, and placed it on Hadu's chest.

During the recitation of the incantation, the translucent black brilliance was sucked into the phylogeny, and Hadu's body on the bed quickly became gray and shriveled, and finally became like a corpse~www.wuxiaspot.com~a transparent figure Projected from the phylactery, standing in front of the undead high priest.

"Welcome to the world of the immortal."

Hadu's phantom trembling slightly, he looked at his own body made of shadows in a novel way.

The undead high priest said: "Let's go, you have a lot of work to do."

The shadow of Hardu nodded, then suddenly turned his head and glanced outside the door. A familiar human body can be seen vaguely on the ground.

The Undead High Priest glanced at him strangely and said, "Is there anything you miss here?"

"No," Hardu retracted his gaze, shook his head, and said, "No more."

With a wave of the undead high priest, the two disappeared in an instant, and the flames swept over and lit Hadu's body on the bed.

The shouting outside all day: "Grab Hardu, the bounty is 100,000 yuan, brothers charge!"