After giving up some hope, my heart became much less nervous.

Sally's eyes drooped, and she followed the pagan team for a long time.

Not long after, the team marched to a small town east of Iversa. Bishop Carl looked around and confirmed that there was no danger and led the team to a simple restaurant for dinner.

"After half an hour, I left with a quick horse in the east of the town. Now that the other party hasn't come here, it means they can't find us."

Sally could hear the words of Carl and his deputy talking clearly, but she dared to make any unnecessary moves at this moment. Feeling the instructions in her mind, Sally sat on the wooden bench that was leaning against the outside with indifferent expression, but was

When she picked up the black bread, her slightly raised gaze suddenly stopped.

Next to the street, Roddy, carrying a short bow and a battle axe, was walking slowly.

Sally's heart beat faster and faster in an instant. She had never thought about such a coincidence, but at this time Roddy was really ten meters in front of her, and Sally would never admit his mistake!

She paused for a moment, then glanced at her side: Carl was explaining the horse to the adjutant, while the other guards beside her were burying their heads for dinner.

The eyes turned, Sally turned her head and looked at Roddy, and the two eyes met instantly-Rody's vigilant and sharp eyes swept over, and she stayed on Sally's face for a short time for half a second...

This half second was not even enough to make any hints from Sally with her mouth. She just saw Roddy glance at her, then moved her eyes away without expression and looked elsewhere.

What's going on?

Sally was confused and immediately realized what the problem was: her appearance and dress were disguised by Carl. Not to mention Roddy, I'm afraid even her father could not recognize her!

Her face shape changed and her hair color changed. In order to disguise, Carl even applied a dark layer of oil to her exposed skin on her arms and ankles... Carl did everything without leaking water, and did not reveal any flaws at all.

Roddy walked forward anxiously until the moment Sally passed by him, she could even clearly see the sweat beads on Roddy's face and the hilt of the sword in his hand.

She took a deep breath, the distance between the two was unimaginable, and Sally could even hold the corner of his clothes just by reaching out her hand--

However, she finally closed her eyes, lowered her head, and gave up the opportunity again.

If the reason for giving up for the first time is also the ingredients of eating and being angry, then the giving up at this time is entirely because of Sally's deepest feelings for him...

And missed at this time may mean missing out for a lifetime.

Roddy suddenly felt his taste disappeared from the street corner, and the pagan team, who had finished their meal, came to the corner of the town, changed into adventurer clothes, and embarked on the way to leave.

Sally pursed her lips and followed the team numbly.

*******

"die!"

The sword blade slashed down with the battle energy. The zombie that rushed over was cut into two pieces on the spot. The dirty black blood splattered on the cheeks, but Angma had no time to wipe it. He took two steps forward, and the sword was

After slamming a skeleton's chest, kicked the other party away, he turned around and shouted at the soldiers behind him, "Roar up! No matter how much the price you pay, you must stop him!"

The Duke led the soldiers to fight bloody battles in the square, but Wimbsk ignored him in front. The flesh and blood puppet attacked the shield formation in front with both hands, trying to force the blockade exit-the soldiers faced such monsters.

They didn't have much ability to resist, and they were almost entirely delaying their lives. If Wellington and Titus had not joined the battle group again under the treatment of Akasha's holy light, they would have broken through the defense long ago!

Duke Angma's strength increased greatly after taking the potion, but this fighting method of overdrawing his life consumed extremely quickly. He just killed seven or eight ghouls, and he felt that the sword in his palm became extremely heavy...

"No...I can't just give up..."

Trying to calm down his chaotic breathing, Angma looked at the monster raging in the crowd. He wanted to rush up to stop him, but then his eyes narrowed slightly and locked on a wooden building not far away.

He took a deep breath, held the sword tightly and rushed forward. With the help of the guards on both sides, Angma quickly came to the wooden house. After splitting the door bolt with a sword, he pushed the door and walked in.

There were two trembling civilians in the dim room. Angma wiped his cheeks covered with blood and whispered: "Clut the door, don't let anyone come in, don't go out."

After saying that, he climbed the stairs, rushed to the second floor, and pushed the door to the balcony, looking at the chaotic square-

A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the city square was completely reduced to a slaughterhouse: the running ghouls were crazily attacking the civilians who had not yet escaped, and three scattered cavalry teams were taking turns to attack these undead creatures.

The surrounding exits were blocked by a large number of shield-holding soldiers, and the area where Wimblek became the battle center of the entire square, and Angma was at this time, just above the opponent's route...

The Duke's face was as pale as paper at this time. Because he used the "war energy" to overdraw his body, the effect of the potion had gradually begun to fade away... But he did not stop his movements, and looked around and Angma suddenly pushed away the mess.

The wooden rack and bottles and jars were cleared out a small path.

"Boom!"

Not far away, the flesh and blood puppet's fists waving their fists actually smashed the stone wall into a big hole. Wellington and Titus were unable to get close to each other because of his violent attack. After a group of infantry coming were swept out, Wimblek

He jumped up suddenly and instantly crossed seven or eight soldiers. When he landed on the ground, he even shattered the roadblocks that had just been piled up by soldiers in the back...

He reached out to pick up a piece of thick wooden stake, swept away all the soldiers in front of him, tore a huge gap in the defense line, then raised his arms and prepared to rush out a bloody road, but just as he ran away

When three steps were taken, a figure jumped out from the building next to it-

Duke Angma sprinted out from the balcony on the second floor, and rushed towards Wimbsk from the side with a long sword!

"puff!"

All the fighting spirit condensed on the sword blade, Angma slashed across the long sword in his hand, and cut off his head without having time to dodge...

"Pu"

The "head" of the flesh-and-blooded puppet fell to the ground, and then it quickly became a pile of rotten meat because it was not maintained by the power of the undead.

On the other side, Duke Angma staggered and fell to the ground with his strength.

This fatal blow exhausted almost all his strength. The Duke's hair quickly turned aged grayish white for this, and the muscles of his body also shrank... The feeling of the passing of life was extremely painful. He breathed heavily, and then tried to raise his head.

Holding the sword tightly, he looked at the enemy in front of him.

But the flesh and blood puppet did not fall down.

It lost its head and took two steps back, then suddenly stretched out its hands to support the buildings on both sides. After pausing for a few seconds, a face belonging to Wimbsk himself appeared on his chest - his hideous look

He shouted at the human in front of him: "Die! You humble scum!"

Wimblek's hands were raised, and the ghouls and skeletons in the square began to rush towards the exit as he was, following him.

But Angma, who was blocking in front of them, held his sword with both hands and slowly stood up.

"Your era has passed, fragile human beings..."

Wimblek reached out to pinch Angma's neck and lifted him up easily.

Wellington, Titus and Akasha all saw this scene. They wanted to come over to support, but were trapped more than 20 meters away because of the ghouls around them. No matter how hard they tried, they could not continue to move forward.

.

But the Duke, who was pinched by the enemy, did not show any weakness at all. He raised his hand and stabbed the sword into the opponent's arm, then pulled out the dagger and threw it towards Wimblek's cheek--

"Ah! Damn..."

The most important thing about a puppet is the "central core", and the core of the "meat and blood puppet" is Winbsk himself. Originally, he was protected by heavy flesh and blood and would not be revealed, but because of losing his head, he had to show his face and continue to manipulate him without five senses.

puppet…

However, this became his only flaw.

The dagger was spinning and inserted into his left eye. Wimblek roared in pain, let go of Angma and pulled out the dagger. But when he opened his eyes again, he saw the old man holding on.

The body rushed straight towards him--

Angma's body was like a withered branch at this time, but the momentum of this leap was stronger than that of him at his peak.

The last trace of fighting energy injected into the mutant crystal in his hand. Angma stretched out his arm and pressed it into Wimbsk's mouth.

"This is Hollier City..." Angma was grabbed by the other party's palm again, but he stopped struggling, and a smile appeared on his old face again, "Where I am here, where is your turn to go wild?"

The next second, the incandescent light swallowed everything.

*******

Thirty kilometers away, Sally, who was riding on a horse, was suddenly disturbed by the throbbing inside.

She blinked slowly, looked at the monotonous forest path in front of her and Bishop Carl in front of her, and slowly lowered her head.

Roddy is destined to not find herself again, so what should I do next?

She could feel the strength of Bishop Carl's thinking - if the other party oppressed herself with his mental power, with a severe headache, she would probably not even have room for resistance, let alone escape from this forest...

But where do they take themselves?

"Sir, there seems to be something wrong with the road ahead."

"Take four people to check. The others, rest in the whole team."

Carl looked at it and found that the center of the road was blocked by several broken trunks, so he waved his hand and gave an order, then turned over and dismounted.

He looked at Sally, and after confirming that she was still "obedient", Carl moved his eyes away and went to the side to rest.

"Where is Crow?"

"Sir, he said he's going to Xiaojie and come back soon."

"oh."
Chapter completed!