Volume Six Overlord of the World Chapter 34 Assassination!
It's extremely hot. The sun is like a knife, shining on the road where the yellow dust is billowing.
The obvious scar on Franz John's face also glowed red from the sun.
A deep scar from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth disfigured his originally handsome face, making him look very hideous and terrifying when he stood up now, whether he was laughing or crying.
Whenever he had an expression on his face, the scars covered his face like a thousand-legged centipede, ugly and ferocious, making men and women afraid of him.
But Franz Johann was not afraid, he even liked it a little.
This scar on his face, plus seven or eight wounds on his body, gave him his fame and status today.
Every time when the weather is cloudy and rainy, when the old wounds become sore in the joints, he will think of the arduous and bloody battles back then, and he will sigh with emotion. It is not easy for him to survive until now. It is even more difficult to be the lord of this beautiful city. It is really a waste of time.
Earned with blood and sweat.
In recent years, he has seldom gone out.
Many years ago, when he was just a poor common man, he joined the army of the Gran Empire at the age of 13 and became an ordinary soldier. By fighting the enemy on the battlefield without hesitation, he gradually became a general from a small captain, and finally became a general at the age of 38.
Become today's Glen
The red man next to the empire king Hu Yong.
He is now 44 years old.
Because of the damn necromancer's siege, he was sent by His Majesty Hu Yong to Merissa City to be the city lord and lead the soldiers to guard this beautiful city.
Speaking of Merissa City, there are many historical records.
It is said that there is a girl named Melisa living in this city, and she loves this city deeply.
Melisa has a strange ability. As long as she makes a wish, everything will come true.
The demons desperately need her ability.
Think about it, if you can get the power of making a wish, then just make a wish to make the gods disappear, and the demons will win!
So the demons attacked the city in order to get this Mirasha.
Humans and gods definitely could not allow such a thing to happen, and they all joined the war one after another.
The originally prosperous city began to be dilapidated after the baptism of the war between gods and demons.
Although Melisa was not snatched away by the demons in the end, her beloved city was destroyed.
Looking at the people fighting for her, Melisa made a wish that the city would be destroyed and the dead battles would be resurrected.
This time she failed.
People don't know that when she made a wish in the past, she had to pay a price accordingly.
The first time she made a wish, she hoped that a dead servant could be resurrected and live a good life. She succeeded, but at the cost of losing her sense of smell forever.
The second time she made a wish, she hoped that her own soldiers would have strong fighting power during the battle.
She succeeded, but the price was that she lost one eye forever.
Although she has the ability to make wishes, the greater the power of the wish, the greater the price she will have to pay.
The last time she made two wishes, her body no longer had enough in exchange for the price.
So she failed.
She used her fragile life to save the dead soldiers, but her favorite city was never restored.
Ironically, she has the power to make wishes and has saved many people and brought people back to life, but she cannot resurrect herself.
In order to commemorate this beautiful girl, people rebuilt the city on the original address and named it Melisa, which means that Melisa is protecting her.
Franz John stood on the slope outside the city, looking at the city wall in the distance. When he painted the portrait of Melisa and the words "City of Melisa" on the wall of the city wall, he suddenly felt a trance, as if that beautiful scene
The mural of a woman is showing her seduction to him
smile.
But he didn't care.
"I definitely drank too much..." After muttering, Franz John turned around and prepared to go back home.
You know, the intense heat causes a lot of sweating, and if you look at it for a long time, you may easily have hallucinations.
The reason why Franz John, the city lord, brought a group of people out of the city was just to explore the situation and see if there were any hateful necromancers nearby.
"Sir, we have carefully searched the area and there are no undead creatures!" A knight rode up to Franz John and said respectfully.
"Then let's go back to the city!" Franz John squinted his eyes and nodded.
"Yes!" At this moment, after hearing Franz John's order to return to the city, the already listless knights replied happily.
Just imagine, who would be willing to search for disgusting undead creatures in this scorching hot weather!
Franz John got on his horse and drove it towards the city of Merissa.
As he walked, his forehead was covered with sweat. Franz John took out a blue cloth handkerchief from his arms and wiped the sweat. Time was not forgiving, and he suddenly realized that he was getting a little old.
It is said that a man is a flower forty-one and a woman is a piece of shit for forty-one.
Now forty-four years old, Franz Johan can say that his life and career have reached their peak.
When facing the scorching heat, I suddenly found that my body was a little unable to bear it, and then I realized that I was getting older.
He touched the black iron giant sword on his waist and thought, "When will I destroy all those damn necromancers? Then I can live a rich life."
"The weather is really too hot. It would be nice if there were some trees on both sides to cover it!" The knights behind them all whispered about the horrible weather.
"Do you think that man is crazy?" A sharp-eyed knight suddenly pointed forward and raised his voice and shouted.
"Crazy..." "Crazy..." "This is a fool!"
After seeing it, the knights expressed their opinions one after another.
Franz John picked up the reins and rode up. Under the scorching sun, he could only squint his eyes and look ahead.
Suddenly, I found a person standing upright in front of me. His body was very thin, but what was very exaggerated was that he was carrying a huge bow that was twice as big as his body.
I don’t know what kind of material the bow is made of, it’s all dark and dark.
Standing under the scorching sun without any shelter, with such a thin body carrying such a huge bow, indeed, one is either a madman or a fool.
In this kind of weather where eggs could be cooked on the road, he could actually stand still for so long.
The strange thing is that so many people are sweating profusely, but he stood in the sun and was exposed to the sun, but there was not even a drop of sweat on his face.
Weird things happen every year, but this year there are especially many.
Franz John had experienced hundreds of life and death battles, large and small, and he had never seen such a strange person.
Looking carefully, we can see that this person is small in stature, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and his eyelids are tightly closed together, as if he is meditating or sleeping.
However, he was not an ordinary soldier, so he rode up to a few feet in front of the man, stopped and said, "I wonder why my friend is standing here?"
"Waiting for someone." After hearing his words, the man just replied lazily.
It seemed like he didn't even want to open his eyelids.
"Who are you waiting for?" Everyone has curiosity. Although Franz John was eager to rush back to the city, he met such a strange person in this scorching hot weather. For some reason, his forty-four years old...
But my head is very eager to know this strange thing
The origin and destination of people.
"Waiting for death." The man slowly opened his eyes this time and said.
Facing these eyes, Franz John panicked for the first time.
Even in hundreds of life and death battles, he had never faced the threat of death at such a close range, but today, these eyes made him feel the threat of death from the bottom of his heart.
The clothes that were originally full of sweat were even more soaked now, and the scorching temperature around them seemed to be dropping, dropping below zero.
"There are no dead people here..." Franz John didn't know what kind of trembling voice he used to say this. Anyway, after he said it, his whole body was shaking.
Is it cold, ice, or cold?
"There will be dead people soon! Fifteen dead people!" The thin young man said firmly.
Fifteen people, including Franz John, exactly fifteen people.
"Madman, what are you talking about?" The knights had never experienced such weird things. One of them roared, clapped his horse and rushed towards them with a gun.
When the rest of the people saw him, they all wanted to come over and kill this weirdo.
In the land of gods and demons, if you want to kill someone, you'd better be prepared to be killed.
This is the cruel reality.
The thin young man was not afraid at all when facing a group of angry knights. He slowly removed the huge bow that was twice as big as his body from behind as if by magic.
The giant bow was extremely smooth and dark, like a giant black dragon.
At this moment, the bow is in hand and the target has appeared.
He took action...
Is the knight's spear faster or the bowstring in his hand?
He didn't load the arrow, but he gently twisted the bowstring with his index finger and thumb, drew it full, and let go.
With a 'pop' sound, a group of charging knights fell to the ground. A blood hole as big as a thumb was exposed on their heads, with a large amount of bright red blood and white brains flowing outward.
Franz John had collapsed. He had never seen such a strange and terrifying thing in many years.
But after all, he has survived on the battlefield for more than thirty years. He has already grasped the black iron giant sword in his hand, and is filled with yellow fighting spirit. As the red man next to Guladen, he has reached the top level of the Golden Knight.
Thick earthy yellow fighting spirit enveloped his whole body, and he was like a warrior wearing yellow armor, charging forward while waving a black iron giant sword.
One step, two steps...
There are still a few steps left until you meet the thin young man.
But what about the result?
The horses have charged, the swords have been swung, the earth has cracked, but the people have disappeared.
The strong khaki fighting spirit was still being released, but there was no living person around.
The fourteen knights who followed him out were all killed by the thin young man in an instant. He said that there would be fifteen dead people!
'Then I will be next!'
Franz John looked around in panic, but there was no sign of the thin young man.
'Where is it?'
Suddenly, six piercing sounds were heard in the air, and Franz John discovered that there were sharp arrows all around.
There was no way to avoid it, so I had no choice but to abandon my horse and jump up.
Just when his body was in mid-air, he felt a chill in his head, as if something was flowing out.
He tried touching the top of his helmet with his hand, but what he saw was scarlet blood.
A feeling of powerlessness came over him, and he gradually found that he could no longer exert any strength all over his body, and the strong earth-yellow fighting spirit also slowly disappeared.
With a 'bang', Franz John fell heavily to the ground.
The scorching sun was shining high, and fifteen corpses dripping with blood were left on the scorching hot land.
Running on the road not far away was a thin young man carrying a huge black bow. He was still heading towards the next target.