The Black Scepter

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This answer is the truth of Murphys-from small to large, he never listened to the old man who seemed as knowledgeable as he had mentioned half a word about "magic".

It seems so simple, but it is generally difficult to reach the sky.

Magicians are a group of eccentric groups who study life for unknown and mysterious things. This is the common understanding of the magicians by the civilians of the Byzantine Empire-they have a powerful and supernatural power, a distinguished identity, and never show people Mysterious veil.

But in the sacred Gabriel empire not far away, the magician corresponds to only two words: "heresy", and their final destination is only one place-"fire rack".

These things are what every Byzantine should know, but Murphys never touched, so that the old housekeeper froze for a while, and I don’t know what to explain-from his observation of this young master’s inference Look, this kind of thing is really unbelievable.

"By instilling your own power, you can activate another power in this dagger to cause damage to the enemy. Forgive me for being foolish, young master, I can only explain this way."

"Probably understand, I don't know much, the reason is me."

Really a sensible young master, old Paffa lamented.

He saw that Murphy gently held the oddly shaped dagger, as if the handle made of bone had a rounded white luster, and the sword spine was restrained and had a sea blue pattern, complicated and obscure.

Looking at the magic pattern on the blade, Murphy didn't know what to think of. After a while, the dagger inserted the dagger into the enclosed Warcraft holster in the box and immediately pinned it on the belt.

Do daggers and scarves represent power and women?

Murphy thought of the girl who wanted to take the initiative to dedicate and sighed involuntarily.

"Regardless of everything you want, it's similar to me."

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The morning mist gradually dissipated, and the team embarked on a straight road. The buildings on both sides became scarce. After walking out of the woods, the mountains in the distance were breathtaking.

"Constantine is on the other side of the mountain."

The old butler pointed at the end of the field of vision and whispered.

Although the mountain in the distance looks clear and magnificent, but at least three days away from the goal to be reached, the number of teams behind has expanded to fifty people, and it is vast without the previous low-key

"We arrived in the Barenck Valley before dark. We can't be exposed to the sky," the old housekeeper said softly. "At least, not tonight."

Murphy naturally understood that the threat of blood was not as simple as imagined. The death of a blood class of the ranks of Lord and Baron was only an appetizer for this group of despicable bounty hunters.

The silent and repressed team moved quickly on the horizon, bringing up a burst of smoke. Seventeen guard knights, twenty-three sword masters and eight functional scouts of the Imperial Army scouted. The sharp guards were obviously Give the outside world a message: Don’t be close to others.

The dry land is steaming in the summer, and there are vultures hovering in the sky.

"Death Gobi", the Byzantine Emperor Diocletian overwhelmed the battlefield of the barbarians 670 years ago. The protracted war left more than ten thousand corpses that were difficult to clean up. After the war, it became a dead, decaying atmosphere. To this day, a solitary road lies between the vast wasteland. There are no weeds here, only Gobi.

"This is the land of the dead. It is rumored that there is a valley somewhere in the desert, where all the kings of the Byzantine Empire are buried, but the "Valley of Kings" seems to be just a legend until now."

Old Phaffa pointed to somewhere in the Gobi and whispered, introducing the other side of the world to this young master who had never walked out of the jungle.

There is only a straight route between the vast world and the snow-capped mountains at the top. The desolate Gobi along the way can occasionally see the bones of the animal exposed to the scorching heat. Several vultures diligently peck, occasionally with a contemptuous eye. Looking at the travelers on the road, they seemed to be laughing at the fate they could not escape death one day.

The speed of the horses gradually slowed down until the last rays of light on the ground plane disappeared after the sun set, and the team was still struggling forward.

I can already see the mountains in front of me, but what makes Murphy strange is that for a whole day, I have not seen the existence of any villages, or even seen any travellers walking alone-at least, It is also a caravan of more than twenty people.

At night, the white mist gradually enveloped the field of vision, and the tall mountain shadows in the distance disappeared into the field of vision.

"The souls who failed to rest in peace were forever abandoned in this land," the old housekeeper Phaffa looked solemnly at the dark Gobi. "Even the priests in Byzantium could not completely let these war dead For more than 600 years, the Soul of Death has become an unimaginable resting place."

"Place of rest?"

"There is a class of people in the magician who are abandoned by the Lord. They manipulate the soul, blaspheme the dead, and let the dead fight for them-and this land is where such guys often appear."

Murphy's fingers never left the sword handle half an inch, the surrounding air became chilly as the sun set, he looked around and whispered: "Will we become prey?"

"No, we are just passing by, and there is no practical value for those who have long lives. In fact, since the founding of the Byzantine state, the records of witnessing the Necromancer have almost disappeared. I have to say that the heretical campaign of the Gabriel Empire is going on. Thoroughly enough."

Having said that, the old butler let the team accelerate, and finally entered the valley among the mountains before the moonlight completely disappeared due to the dark clouds.

Jumping off the horse, Murphys moved his stiff limbs, the knights around him organized in an orderly manner, the bonfire was swaying in the wind, the rain was coming, and the dark clouds in the sky were depressed and dull.

The journey is destined to not be smooth, Murphys is used to facing the danger of life anytime, anywhere. The knights and swordsmen around the identity of this aristocratic young master are all aware that, in order that this young master is not threatened by danger, the Windsor family It will do everything and work hard-and at this time, Murphy still will not understand how much energy the Windsor family is in.

Night covered the earth.

When the vigilant scout suddenly sounded the alarm at midnight, Murphy, who was sitting by the campfire, jumped up and stared into the distance.

Despite the dark paint in the field of vision, the ground under the feet gradually heard more and more obvious vibrations.

cavalry? Murphy confirmed that it was the sound of marching horses, a large number. In the sky, there was a sharp scream from Zizuo Suo, which made people feel irritable for no reason. Some swordsmen even raised their hands to cover their ears, but it was still difficult to resist this kind of injury, and then fell to the ground in pain!

Murphy frowned, and he didn't seem to be affected too much. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

The sound of the armor collided in the ears, the long sword came out of the sheath, and a torch lit the edge of the entire camp, but in addition to the rumbling horseshoe and the strange noise in the sky, the eyes were still dark, even in ten meters away. Not sure.

Under such conditions, the knights cannot fight on horses at all. They don't even have the moonlight. If the knights charge, they don't even know where the enemy is.

"Wedge formation!"

The old housekeeper did not hesitate to give orders, and at the next moment, all the swordsmen and guard knights in the state of preparation quickly arranged a very dense formation-the swordsman with a light battle shield was at the forefront, and became In a sharp knife formation, the old housekeeper in black robe took a step and stood beside Murphy.

The knights did not fully join the battle, but there were more than twenty heavily armored high-level guard knights holding a spear array and stopped on the high **** behind the camp.

"Guardians of the Purple Iris, fight!"

The thick voice is different from the usual whispered whispers. At this moment, the old butler became the backbone of the entire team like a general in battle, and Murphy standing beside him said nothing. The calm appearance also brought unspeakable calm to the swordsmen who protected him.

"what!"

As if he had foreseen something, the swordsman standing at the front of the team screamed, and his body suddenly burst into a wave of air, like flowers blooming in the darkness!

The lighting of the torch seemed impossible to catch the sudden black shadow. The knight who broke through the curtain suddenly hit the front of the wedge battle array, but Murphy only saw the jump out of the darkness. The giant horse hasn't made any moves yet, and the swordsman standing at the forefront will be one half taller than him because the giant horse flew out with a knight!

The sword is raised, thunderous!