"The chasing soldiers actually came so fast ..." Lichel, who was deadly "ugly face", looked up. Looking at the shadow of the people who came on the side of the martyrdom. "... the instructions of the listener are indeed correct. If we Always hiding in the second floor of the Julgaro headquarters. You cannot help help to hold the sword -li "Buddhist slave 'to kill the Vedic enchantment division. Once the enchantment is destroyed, we will be exposed to the Vedic soldiers at the same time. Under the double threat of the combat power of the brotherhood ... "The big swordsman murmured. Suddenly he coughed violently. The body was bent into a bow shape. The blood dropped from the gap between the mask and the lower jaw His shoulders. I don't know what to do to relieve his pain.
"... I don't know why. The war in the city of Mohoja has ended. This is the best time to retreat through the city. If ... if I are alertly alert ..." The big swordsman supported The ground. The slender blade is bent.
"Don't be stubborn anymore. Mr. Like." Jona shouted anxiously.
Zu Tower Hengdao stood in the center of the martyrdom. The back of the Jinbian was plated by the sunset, like an unshakable tall Buddha statue. Tu Gen made a strange smile. Open his arms slowly. "Shadow Galan in the sewer. Dear friend. Seeing you again. Really made my soul trembling with joy."
Zu Tower looked at the man who was shrouded in the flames expressionlessly: "I must kill you this time. Cut you into a broken block. Then use a soaked urine to extinguish the last small flame on your head." Jin Shiming's voice actually trembled. That was not fear. It was deep anger from the depths of the bone marrow.
"Your gray. It will become my latest collection." Tuva Tonen stretched out his red tongue to lick his lips. Then he shook his head slightly: "Where did the guy with a braid? The collection room will look lonely. "
This time Zeta did not speak again. He burned blue and blue flames. The light flowed towards the blade. In a while, he plated a layer of cold light light for the long knife.
A young man wearing a white robe, holding a short stick, and a blonde -eye -catching man stepped forward. He watched the crowd and locked the position where Jona was. He had no secretly vicious eyes. "The fireman read the name of Rev. Bai Robe a little bit." I know you want to knock down the heresy blood and step on your feet. But the protagonist of this play today is not me. "
Mias snorted coldly. Four or five dark shadows suddenly came out from behind him. Each engine weapon rushed to Zu Tower. "What is anxious?" Member's raid.
"... Dark · Liu Daoyan ... ascended." Huo Ran, the long knife of Zita, raised the black inflammation with blue and blue flame tail. He waved his sword to block the enemy's attack. Wipe it lightly. The soldier dropped his weapon and fell to the ground. He kept rolling and screamed.
More enemies rushed up. Although the number of chasing soldiers was not large. However, the weakest role also had the strength of more than three -level swordsmen. Yingga Lan waved a knife to force a enemy into the lake. Then he was entangled by the enemy in the central government. There was a woman wearing a green dress between Tuva Togen and Mias. "Don't talk nonsense. Go on." The beautiful woman looked up at the stars who were unconscious at high altitude. Shaking his head slightly. Stretching the slim fingers forward. The heir and the young pastor of the blood of the fire immediately began to launch the ability to charge forward.
At this time, "Ugly Face" Liqie actually stood up straight. He gently put his left hand on the wrist of Venerable Gaowuzhe and pushed the old monk's arm away. "You..." The golden Buddha light flashed away. The old monk spat out.
He whispered vaguely. "I'm fine, Venerable Gaowuzhe." The great swordsman whispered. "When I make an attack, take everyone away quickly. Be sure to protect the important people.
"
"Have you seen it?" Venerable Gaowuzhe suddenly asked something incomprehensible.
"Ah, I can see very clearly." Li Qie suddenly reached out and took off the mask on his face. The steel mask fell to the ground with a clang. The gray-haired man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and squinted his eyes against the sunset: "
If I had known it was like this, why should I be afraid day and night? Oh my, you are really asking for trouble."
Jonah opened his mouth in shock. He was used to seeing ugly cold masks. The face under the mask looked very strange. But the moment of strangeness was immediately driven away by the fragments in his memory. This face. The "ugly face" after taking off the mask was sharp.
He had seen all the faces. Countless fragmented past events flashed before the eyes of the 17-year-old boy. The picture finally settled on a scene in a textbook.
A black and white picture. It is a required textbook for first-level astrologer apprentices, "Fundamentals of Territory". It is published by the Astrologer Association and revised regularly. It is designed to allow ignorant astrologer apprentices to master some knowledge about the country, political power and political struggle.
Basic knowledge. Prevent these naive guys in the ivory tower from growing up to become political idiots like Mr. Keshava.
When Jonah was studying "Basics of Territory", the latest revised edition had not yet been sent to the Red Earth Plain. The entry "Zhawi Empire" still used the introduction content of the old edition. At that time, Emperor Yelizawetan had already ascended the throne. The Zhawi Empire was on the road to development.
On the road of military expansion, the name of Maximilian II was written on the ruler in the textbook. That small black and white picture was also the portrait of the previous monarch who was usurped and assassinated.
"Mark, Maximilian II...Your Majesty..." the astrologer couldn't help but read the name.
The gray-haired man has a slender face. The deep nasolabial folds around his mouth show that he was once a ruler who always said the same. The crow's feet at the corners of his eyes make him look gentle and kind. His gray-white pupils reflect the sunset. He spends his time wearing a mask.
After 15 years, the emperor of the Zawi Empire finally put down his heavy disguise.
The clues were connected. A flash of lightning flashed in Yona's mind. In an instant, he saw the past of the thirty-three Zawi people who had left their homeland. "Ugly Face" Liche was the sword used by Maximilian II.
Shi. No one knows his true appearance. Become the King of Assassins
After a successful attack and drifting away, the Zavi royalists used some mysterious medicine or magic to revive the emperor. However, they could not stop the powerful power of Yeli Zavitan's rebellion. "Ugly Face" Liche chose to sacrifice himself. Mark
Similian II wore a secret veil as thin as cicada wings.
Silver Mask moved all the way south under the protection of Admiral Finn Stewart and others. He crossed the other side of the Holy River and found a brief peace in the endless sea of sand. Only a few people know the true identity of "Ugly Face". Merciful
The monarch chose to remain anonymous rather than seek revenge.
.Even Princess Katharina Maximilian may not even know that her father is silently watching the sailing ship "Oasis" passing by on the deck of "Bactrian Wind". Silently watching Bo Bo
The extremely distant daughter behind a mask...
A surprise attack that the Zawi people had been saving up for a long time cost the Sand Pirate King and his companions their lives. At the last moment, Finn Stewart expelled "Ugly Face" and asked the Zawi Emperor to abandon them and leave the endless sand sea.
Continue to survive the way you want. Maximilian II witnessed the eighth level
The astrologer Erlan Dentlier used the "Blade Resonance Chamber" to kill countless enemies. He returned to the three-masted ship alone and arranged for Hannah and Danny, who were now helpless, to remove the "ugly face"
Riche's mask and sword were put back into the storage room. From then on, he left the desert full of memories and pain.
The reason why he lost power was his disgust with the behavior of the Red Owl Brotherhood. After walking out of the endless sand sea, he naturally joined the "Ghost's Left Hand", the opposite of the Brotherhood...or His Majesty the Emperor was a member of the Ghost from the very beginning.
As time goes by, Maximilian's name is gradually forgotten by people, but the mask becomes a part of his body. Only when he is alone in a room, the emperor who has been abandoned by the country will take off the mask and look in the mirror for everything he had back then.
of glory.
Finn Stewart understood that His Majesty the Emperor's heart had died. He also knew that Princess Katherina could not shoulder the responsibility of restoring the country. Unable to make a choice, he finally left the problem to a pair of children. Hannah Stewart and Danny Stewart found the inheritance
The message at that time was actually a reflection of the last loyalty of Zavi’s old ministers: Choosing to be loyal to Katherina was heading towards danger.
The tomorrow of the dangerous but glorious Maximilian dynasty; the choice to change their names and live in seclusion in the Tocharian Empire. They knew that the brother and sister would definitely discover the secrets of "Ugly Face". The yesterday of supporting the Maximilian dynasty with financial resources.
Rage for revenge or perish. The fate of the ancient dynasty is left to be decided by the three-masted sailing ship "The Gale of Bactria".
Looking at the expression on the 17-year-old boy's face, "Ugly Face" smiled as if he had read his mind: "That's right, kid. I have a lot to say to you. But it seems there is no chance. If possible, I
I want to ask you to take care of Hannah and Danny. Although you are no older than them, the two children of this guy Finn are just like himself. He is the kind of person who needs to live for others."
"Your Majesty... no Mr. Liche." Jonah gritted his teeth and nodded.
Although there is no Buddha light to suppress it, the wounds on "Ugly Face" are no longer bleeding. His Majesty the King, who is a master of swordsmanship, burns his last life force to stop the blood circulation and raises his fighting rapier towards the setting sun. "Then, let me be a good king."
Go back to yourself."
The enemy has already crossed the defense line of the ancestral tower and rushed over. Venerable Gaowuzhe is still helping to remove countless fine needles. He has no time to clone himself for the moment. The sword light flashes and the stumps fall. Maximilian II's sword skills are perfect.
It has changed from an extremely accurate two-hit stab to a wide-open slashing and slashing attack. The fighting rapier is not suitable for this kind of use. After cutting down the second enemy's
The head was then broken into two pieces. The middle-aged man bent down without hesitation to pick up the cavalry heavy sword dropped by the enemy. He drew an indestructible arc in the crowd. At this moment, he no longer had to pretend to be the slender and calm man.
The great swordsman. He is himself. He has been through life and death again and again in wars, but because of fear and despair, he has lived in the identity of others for fifteen years.