"I'm afraid your hope is going to end"

A sound sounded in the room, and the next moment, Gruch and Zamer's face changed greatly.

"who!!"

The two of Gelug turned suddenly and looked at the direction of the figure.

I saw there, a person standing there quietly.

It was a tall figure, handsome appearance, with a dazzling blond hair. At this moment, he stood in front of the door so quietly and looked at Gruher with a smile.

"It's you !!"

Seeing this person in front of him, Gruher's face was ironing: "Angola, what do you want to do !!"

"What do I want to do?" Angola's face was surprised when he heard Gruel's words. It seemed that Gruch would ask this question: "Isn't the answer obvious? Just as I just said."

Walking slowly from the outside, he closed the door of the room, and then looked at the two in front of him and said, "Brother, let your letter blessing, the knight you relied on

I don't know where to go. "

"Do you know?" When he heard Angola, Gruch had no time to relieve it, and he suddenly tightened in his heart.

"Of course I know." Angola shrugged: "I not only know that you have sent a letter, but even the content of the letter is clear."

"Even the letter was given to you for your own help."

"What do you want to do?" When hearing this, Gruch was a little puzzled. The experience of the long -term aristocratic struggle made him instinctively feel a bit wrong: "Are you there?"

"Which side is it?" Angola glanced at Gruch, and then shook his head: "Who knows? Anyway, it's not your side."

"Prepare it, in a few days, your time is coming. If you have any last words, leave it as soon as possible."

"After all, it may be too late for a while."

He said with a smile, and then slowly walked out.

In the hazy darkness, Gruch seemed to see a unique mark on its Angola.

The mark is complicated, with a powerful and deep power. In it, the breath of the church of the night guard flashed appeared, making Gruch stunned.

"The knight named Yasuo still did not appear in the end."

Go out of the room and look at the two of Gruher standing in the room behind him. Angola said lightly: "Are you sure, this is the person we are looking for?"

"The church had been investigated before. The altar in the field of Tam City was destroyed by the knight."

In the shadow, a deep black shadow came out. At this moment, when Angola opened his mouth, "According to the traces left at the time, the strength of the Aso Knight at this moment was at least the first level of the Golden Knight."

"At the current period, you can have this strength at this age. What do you know?"

"This means that this is likely to be a god? And the dark church Hirina?" Angola said indifferently.

"Yes." In the darkness, the figure said, "This is a rare opportunity!"

"Your authority can be born from other powerful existence. As long as you kill the knight named Yasuo and absorb the power hidden in his blood, you can be promoted to one step first, and with other other steps, with other other, in other other, with other other, in other other steps, with other other steps, with other other steps.

Sacred competition leader. "

"Afterwards, let's eliminate the dim church, absorb the divine power contained in the dim gods, and inherit everything that inherit the Kingdom of Tamru, which can make your power reach the peak. In this era, you have a huge first -hand advantage."

"It sounds good, but what does it have to do with me?" Angola smiled coldly: "Don't think I don't know, after doing all this, it is when the night guarding king recovers, do I still exist at that time

"?"

"This is your doomed glory fate." In the darkness, the man persuaded: "The concept of great gods does not exist in the subject of will, you are the coming of the king of night, and any existence cannot affect your will."

"Maybe." Angola smiled coldly, and he couldn't do it. Then he said, "How is the bloody jazz?"

"It's almost prepared. After two days, you can hold the bloody month ceremony to bring the whole palace with the blood sacrifice together."

"It seems that my elder brothers have no time left."

Angola turned around, thinking of Gruel, who was seen in Fang Cai's room, shook his head, and then continued to ask: "What about the altar of Karuxiu?"

"As in the past, there is still no reaction." In the darkness, the figure said so.

"It's all at this point, and there is no reaction yet?" Angola said puzzled.

Karuxiu, the founding king of the Kingdom of Tamru, and the strongest among the entire Tamru kingdom. Together with the dark church priests, the legend of the bloody jazz existed.

As a legendary king who created a huge kingdom, the king of the knight is extremely powerful. Among the plans booked by Angola and others, it should have been the biggest obstacle.

However, it was not until they found that Cruciu did not respond at all about their movements. For them imprisoned the king, the action of blocking the kingdom seemed to not see it.

This is also the biggest reason why their actions have begun. Otherwise, even if they can finally achieve it, it is impossible to do this step silently, which will inevitably cause a stir.

"Who knows?" In the darkness, the figure said; "Legend exists, any accident may exist, maybe Caruxiu has long been dead, and now there is only one corpse."

"Everything is possible, but the only thing we know at present is that he has not stopped our actions, this is a good news."

Angola shook his head, then looked behind, and left directly.

In waiting, a few days passed.

In the early morning, the sun on the sky shines above the earth, and the light brilliance shrouded the world, shining the world a brightness.

The faint bloody gas is ups and downs. In the palace square that was empty in the past, a sacrifice was slowly starting.

The fiery flames are rising. In the middle of the square, a blood pool is standing quietly. Among them, there is a bloody crystal.

Among the bloody crystals, a little girl was all overwhelmed, just lying in the crystal so quietly, holding her knees with both hands, her face was calm and peaceful, and she seemed to be sleeping.

A faint majesty continues to spread outward from the crystal, and the mighty majesty of the bite is far from passing out. Even if ordinary people just feel it, they can't help but want to kneel down.

Then, then

In front of the crystal, an old man was wearing a bloody robe. At this moment, he was standing here so quietly, his eyes stared at the crystal in front of you.

Unlike the eyes of ordinary people, he looked at the eyes of the crystal in front of him, which contains all kinds of madness, obsession, distortions and other emotions, which makes everyone feel scared.

At this moment, the strong bloody smell blooms in place, in place, a corpse is surrounded by around, and there is generally a deep wound at the heart.

These corpses are there, and zero places are placed, blocked around the blood pool. It looks like a garbage dump that specializes in the corpse.

Gruch looked at this scene in a ugly look.

At this moment, he was being pressed among a bunch of people, and his clothes all over his body were stripped. The whole body placed there in an extremely humiliated gesture.

A hot feeling appeared in his heart, and the unprecedented sense of humiliation emerged, making the strong self -esteem in his heart constantly twitching.

Excluding this personality insult, what makes him chill is the bunch of corpses in front of him, and the texture of the texture in front of him.

Beside him, a maid -like servant was holding a color pen in his hands, constantly drawing on him, and portraying one after another complex mark on him.

This point of view is not a good sign, and when portraying the imprint, the end of the people in front of him also made Gruher's chill.

With a sharp knife pierced, the lively hearts were constantly dug out, and the categories were placed in a plate. As for the remaining bodies, the garbage that was still dedicated to handling corpses was still randomly handled with the body of the corpse.

In the field, he became one of them.

"I will die like this?"

This kind of death is really no dignity, so that Gruher just wants to die in such a look, and he can't help feeling a cold body and mind.

As a warrior and commander who has gone through the battle, he is not afraid of his death on the battlefield, and he also does not avoid his corpse chopped into several pieces, and his death is miserable.

But now this kind of death is to challenge his imagination limit, which makes him have an impulse to commit suicide on the spot.

Unfortunately, even if he wants to commit suicide on the spot, the people here have not given him this opportunity.

Before coming here, he was spell on his body. At this moment, he was full of powerlessness. He couldn't even move his hands and feet, let alone pick up the sword to commit suicide.

Feeling this, in the end, he closed his eyes and couldn't bear to continue looking at it. He could only wait quietly for his death.

His appearance was seen by Angola on the side, so he couldn't help laughing: "Brother, your current appearance is really big enough compared to your past appearance."

When the words fell, Gruhur's eyes moved, but in the end, he didn't open his eyes.

Seeing his reaction, Angola also shrugged, and it felt a little boring.
Chapter completed!