When it was dawn, the urgent horn sounded in Luoyun City.

In just a quarter of an hour, the army and elves of the Principal of Ale had already assembled, and they had lined up neatly, waiting for the next order.

They still only brought the equipment and supplies when they entered the city, and could not see any plundered property. In fact, no one of them had participated in the robbery of the civilians in Luoyun City last night.

The army of the Duchy of Ale, which was rebuilt by Roger, emphasized the first emphasis on military discipline. Although the time was too short and the combat effectiveness could not be improved much, the strictness of military discipline was completely different. As for the elves, such a naturally arrogant creature would never do anything to rob.

In Luoyun City Royal Palace, Roger was saying his final farewell to Marshal Elams.

The main army of the Three Duchy of Highlands has been completely defeated. Now the remaining troops of the Three Kingdoms have been less than 10,000, and most of them are private armed forces of the nobles. In order to end the war as soon as possible and divide the spoils, Roger has agreed with Marshal Elams to split the troops to attack. According to the prior secret discussions between the two countries, the Kingdom of Goshawks and Vultures belongs to the Principal of Leiden, and the Kingdom of Snow Falcons is accepted by Roger.

The Snow Falcon Country has a population of three million, and there are more than ten small towns besides the capital Rector. After Duke Annas died in battle, the Tongguo army had less than 2,000 troops, and Roger could sweep the entire Snow Falcon Country by using the elves alone.

Roger is now eager to end the war here, so he can rush back to the Oracle City to ask Elder Shius if he finds a way to interfere with the instant movement. As long as the old fox can find a way, Roger can pay any price. The fat man who just lost Ajiani can really not withstand another blow.

Marshal Elams and Roger were talking intimately. Clark stood beside him, looking very excited, and he interjected a few words from time to time to express his opinions. This time, he achieved great success in the battle against the Three Principles of the Highlands. Clark, who was in the middle, made great contributions. His father and uncle evaluated his abilities to a higher level. Compared with his group of brothers and sisters in the palace, Clark seemed even more outstanding. Even Marshal Elams, who had never expressed his attitude, hinted that Clark would let him do it well and not worry about major things in the future.

Marshal Ellams was chatting with Roger while observing the Roger troops gathering in the square outside the observation station. His sharp eyes did not miss any details, the speed of the soldiers' gathering, the posture of the army in line, whether there were whispers, whether they were carrying robbery property, etc. Even whether the buckles on the armor were neatly escaped the Marshal's eyes.

The natural elegant and neat elf army cannot find any flaws, and more than two thousand handsome people and gorgeous elves gathered together, which was so pleasing to the eye, and Clark's eyes were a little straight. But Marshal Elams kept watching the Snow Bear Knight and the Arere infantry.

The assembly was completed in a quarter of an hour, and the assembly limit for the mixed military branches of the infantry and cavalry was already reached. With years of leadership experience, Marshal Elams saw that the soldiers of the Principal of Alay were still insufficiently trained and had limited combat effectiveness. However, under such a terrifying and strict military discipline, it would not take long to be a terrifying army that everyone feared.

The formation of the seemingly scattered dark side of the moon also attracted Ellamus's attention. For some reason, the old marshal always felt that the light in the dark side of the moon was always a little darker than in other places. Those elves were obviously different from other elves warriors. In addition to being much more handsome, they obviously did not have the vitality and vitality of other elves. Each of them had a calm look like ice, and there was no emotional fluctuation at all. This kind of gaze Marshal Ellamus had seen it and remembered it deeply.

This is the look that belongs to the "butcher".

Butcher is a special name that is privately circulated in the northern army. Only soldiers who have experienced many battles and killings can get this "honor". Butcher is a nightmare for all soldiers on the battlefield. They can use the price of piercing their arms without hesitation to cut off one of the enemy's arm. The bottom line of the butcher's injury is that they are not disabled, so that they can continue to participate in the next battle.

Just as the superficial meaning of the word butcher, killing becomes their profession, hobby and art.

The Duke of Alay has been weak for a long time, and the weak army can only be seen by barely seeing it. But this reexamination, Marshal Ellamus felt increasingly unscrupulous of Roger. Thinking that Roger had not had much time to monopolize the military power of the Duke of Alay, he had already made complete improvements in the most critical link of military discipline, and then thinking that Carlos and his son died mysteriously one after another. Ellamus suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This Rogge is too fast and too ruthless to seize power! It seems that it is hard to say whether Clark's son can take the position of Grand Duke Alay in the future! Even if he sits, he may be killed by Rogge at any time.

"Dear Master Roger, are you satisfied with those relatives of Annas?" Clark asked.

Roger grinned and said, "Of course I'm satisfied! But although he killed more than 90 people, there are still 351 people in the Annas family who are alive. I won't let them run away!"

"Terrible, irritable, fortunate..." Ellamus thought.

"That elf lady...what is her name? Ah Jiani? If it weren't for her, this victory wouldn't have been so easy!" Clark said with emotion.

"Yes!" Roger also sighed, "I only have six guards like her, it's a pity. Luoyun City can be captured sooner or later, so more ordinary warriors should be killed. Those people's lives are not worth much, but one of these most elite elf guards will be less injured!"

But no one could see the twitching in Rogue's heart.

Clark deeply felt the same and said, "Yes! As long as you have money and supplies, and train for the next year, will the army still need as much as possible? If you die too much, let the civilians work hard to live."

Marshal Elams snorted and said, "Clark is still young, Master Roger, you're laughing. You can't get real warriors by training alone, and you must experience it on the battlefield. The Aslofik Empire has to open some small battles to the Holy Alliance and neighboring countries every year. One of the purposes is to train troops. Even if the lives of these soldiers are not valuable, they must be used in key places."

At this moment, the army had already gathered in the square for a long time. Roger said goodbye to Elams and nephews and went downstairs.

Seeing the soldiers following Roger in an orderly manner towards the city gate, Ellamus said to Clark with a gloomy face: "Maybe we release a real demon. Clark, how many troops can we mobilize immediately now?"

"Twenty-one thousand people, in addition to the necessary troops stationed in Luoyun City, can also mobilize 18,000 people. Uncle, are you planning to..."

"Yes! Although he is not mature, it is already very scary. If you don't kill him while he is not prepared, you may not have a chance in the future!" Marshal Elams said gloomyly.

"Uncle... Roger is a great magician. You can see the power of the elf Ajiani. If Roger escapes, even if he has an elf guard escapes, he will not be able to stop the elves who are determined to take revenge! At that time, the Principality of Leiden could continue, but our family would be over. Uncle, this is not a good choice! It is better not to provoke the elf clan again!"

Thinking of the extremely splendid golden clouds and the huge gap in the Luoyun City wall, Marshal Elams actually trembled for a moment. He was silent for a long time before saying, "The peace and tranquility in the north seem to be over, and we have no chance anymore. Fortunately, we have stood with this demon from the beginning. Clark, you must be careful to maintain this relationship and not let temporary disputes of interest deceive your wisdom. When we die, you will not be his opponent. If the Kingdom of Layton can continue to develop as its allies, it is good to be able to maintain its success."

At this time, Ellams saw Roger in the distance suddenly turn around and smile at him.

The cold sweat instantly soaked the marshal's underwear!

Neither uncle nor nephew noticed it. At some point, a shadow in the room disappeared and the light became brighter.

The current other world is like the sea before the storm comes, with endless dangers hidden in peace.

The wind is surprisingly sharp, and the clouds in the sky are much lower than usual, and are as heavy as if they are about to fall down at any time.

On a steep mountain peak, a dragon head slowly appeared.

The dragon head did not move, just like a lifeless stone. After a long time, the flames in its eyes slowly lit up and began to rotate left and right, observing the surrounding environment.

Feng Yue's figure also slowly rose from behind the cliff, dozens of demon lotus armor leaves were still floating around her, and the huge Death Scythe was held in her hand.

She is still so ethereal, like a dreamy beauty. The wind and moon seem to not belong to this gray world of death at all.

But she is no longer perfect.

There were many broken chus on Feng Yue's gray robe, and the soft and snow-like skin inside was vaguely visible.

On her right cheek, there was a very small blood mark, still oozing with golden blood.

At this time, in the far sky, there was a small black dot that was almost invisible constantly hovering.

"Master!" Gregory said, "I didn't expect the Abyss Dragon to fly again so quickly. It's so despicable and shameless! They can rest, but we can't reply! This is simply a rogue! How can you look like a king? But you have taught the arrogant idiot dragon a lesson, I wish he wouldn't dare to leave the other kings too far this time!"

Despite his powerful words, the Bone Dragon still involuntarily lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by the Abyss Dragon hovering in the distance.

Feng Yue remained silent, but just looked at the distance calmly. The light flowing on the demon lotus armor leaves flashed and darkened, and had lost a lot of the past spirit.

Gregory looked back at the death scythe in Feng Yue's hand, and his voice slowly lowered: "Master... it's not a way for us to escape like this! They chased each other faster and faster. What should we do next time, next time?"

The Bone Dragon knew that the master's ability was no longer enough to maintain a parallel space, so he brought the Death Scythe on his body. With this sickle, Feng Yue's speed was greatly affected and became almost the same as the Bone Dragon. However, he could not throw the Death Scythe on his face. Although the master and servant's speed was still much faster than the kings, the kings' pursuit skills became more and more proficient. Without the Death Scythe on his face, Feng Yue would not even have the power to fight back.

Now even Gregory could feel that the error range of the kings' sense of Fengyue was getting smaller and smaller. Their teleportation landing point was closer and closer. One time, it was even right above the master and servant!

That time was also the most amazing time when the master and servant pretended to be dead.

The kings glanced at the ground briefly and found no abnormalities except a pile of bone dragon remains, and then whistled away. The weathered huge bones can be seen everywhere in other worlds, and I don’t know what kind of giant beast it was many years ago. This kind of ground is the most common scene in other worlds.

After a long time, the bones on the ground suddenly moved, and then twisted, showing the appearance of a skull dragon. The flames ignited in the bone dragon's eye sockets, and Feng Yue also drilled out from under the bone dragon's body.

Before encountering this thrilling situation, the smart Gregory always felt restless. So whenever he had time, it would install gravel and limestone on its bones. If it weren't for this, its body, which had originally shining with blue and black light, had long been discovered by the kings. Feng Yue turned a blind eye to Gregory's actions, but he had actually acquiesced.

Gregory had already made the idea of ​​pretending to be in a state of terror in crisis.

But after this thrilling danger, Feng Yue was completely silent.

She silently took the bone dragon to hide in Tibet, killed countless kings, and fought a very short but desperate battle with the careless Dragon of the Abyss.

The bone dragon watched Feng Yue's demon lotus become dim, watched Feng Yue get hurt for the first time, and watched Feng Yue be unable to recover his injuries for the first time...

The kings were getting closer, but Gregory saw that Feng Yue was getting slower and slower. On several occasions, the master and servant almost killed all the patrol undead creatures. If they were not for their good luck, they would have sent a letter to one or two fish that had missed the net.

I have been resting on the top of the cliff for a long time, but the bone dragon knows that Feng Yue’s energy has not improved at all.

It seems that the owner is seriously injured.

Gregory finally broke the silence and said, "Master, although you never say it, I know that we may not have the next time."

Feng Yue is still silent.

The bone dragon put away his always-changing and became surprisingly serious: "Master! While the kings are not far from us, you can lead the hunters in the heavens down! You can't let these damn kings always make their wishful thinking. There must be a few for us to bury them!?"

Feng Yue's silver gaze finally fell on the bone dragon, and the light in her eyes fluctuated a little.

"Aren't you afraid of destruction?" Feng Yue finally spoke.

Gregory looked at the abyss dragon in the distance and gritted his teeth and said, "Not afraid! No matter how I said in my previous life, I was a noble demon dragon, at least not worse than the rotten dragon, right? Even if I destroy it again, I have to do it once in a big deal. I must not end everything as cowardly as I am now!"

The wind whistled by.

"We... have no next time." Feng Yue said lightly.

The floating demon lotus armor suddenly closed into a complete armor and floated in front of Feng Yue in vain.

Feng Yue stared at the dark black demon lotus armor for a long time, as if she sighed.

In Gregory's surprised gaze, the beautiful demon lotus flew gently and landed on its back. The armor's arms stretched out automatically, clamping the bone dragon's spine.

Fengyue's slender fingers like cream pointed to the east, where was Fengyue's ancient tomb.

"Gregory! You are not the kings' target, go back to the ancient tomb! If... if he comes, hand over the demon lotus to him."

Gregory was shocked: "Master! Are you going to fight head-on? They have six! Why not lead the Heavenly Hunter? That would be much simpler! Let them all be buried with us!"

This is the first, and perhaps the last time, the black hair of the wind and moon began to fly in the strong wind.

"Gregori, you will become a king in the future. Then you will understand that maintaining the existence and functioning of this world is the true meaning of the king's existence. If the heavenly hunter discovers that so many kings have appeared in the world of death, it will definitely cleanse the world completely once. So I can't do this."

Gregory was also silent. It thought for a long time before saying, "I understand why the kings value the first law so much. But Master, since that's the case, why did you prepare to lead the Heavenly Hunter down when you went to compete for your soul last time?"

Feng Yue did not answer this question, her silver eyes just stared blankly into the distance.

Gregory called several times before Feng Yue withdrew her gaze.

She lifted the Death Scythe, looked at the abyss dragon in the distance, and said lightly: "Gregory, you go!"

"Master, you go like this, not... no..." Gu Long finally plucked up the courage and said the second half: "Aren't you going to die?"

Feng Yue waved his hand, and the light flashed on Gregory's body, and the soul contract was terminated.

She smiled faintly, her figure kept flashing, and in a blink of an eye it appeared in the distance, with only her voice still echoing on the top of the cliff.

"Who said you were going to die? Is your former master that useless? Someone will be buried with me!"

The bone dragon was stunned for a moment and suddenly howled: "Master! You are so despicable! You are so shameless! Don't even want to throw me down!"

Gregory's body arched and shot, and chased Feng Yue like lightning.
Chapter completed!