Chapter 942

Name:Lord of War Author:Wooden cow cat
Although dunma forest is an extremely active area of Warcraft, the closer it is to the deep belly of the forest, the higher the risk. Generally speaking, the forest with more active Warcraft will grow very lush due to the abnormal fluctuation of elements, but this is not the case in dunma forest. Not only the branches and leaves in the forest are not lush, but also the elements in the forest tend to be gentle, and even there is no anomaly and peculiar smell.

Moonlight scattered through the sparse leaves, like a layer of silver yarn, filled the whole dunma forest with an abnormal romantic atmosphere.

However, the strong smell of blood destroys this rare quiet, peaceful and romantic atmosphere.

Emily stood on a stone platform shrouded in moonlight and looked calmly into the distance, which was the direction Sean had just broken the road. The divine power from Martz sent out one divine breath after another, which fluctuated vaguely from her, making her temperament awe inspiring. The soft moonlight fell on her through the layers of leaves, making her whole person more holy.

Awe inspiring and holy, it is obvious that this is the unique breath of the saint.

Ten warrior knights were scattered around her for 50 meters. They didn't even have time to clean their robes and armor. For the God of war knights, after every battle, as long as they are not pursued by the enemy, they will remove their armor at the first time and then carry out cleaning and maintenance, because at the moment they become God of war knights, Martz's introduction only tells them one word.

"From now on, your armor and weapons will be the closest person in your life. Trust them, and they will trust you. "

But now, the ten God of war Knights did not carry out this cleaning work, but stood straight like a long gun to protect Emily.

Further away is the rose mercenary regiment cleaning the battlefield.

They put all the intact weapons and armor in order, but the dead enemy's money bags are their own. This is the usual battlefield cleaning rule of the rose mercenary regiment. However, the enemy's belongs to them, but the compatriots who died in the war are not allowed to take any money - no one has any opinion about it. After all, they don't want to leave nothing after their death.

Maybe those who are alone don't care, but those who have parents or wives and children don't think so.

Tonight's battle, although short, is far more intense than any they have experienced in recent years.

Of the more than 60 companions, nearly 30 are sleeping here tonight. If you count the 37 companions earlier, the rose mercenary regiment has killed more than 60 people today - half of the regiment has been destroyed.

Many members of the rose mercenary regiment secretly looked at Emily.

This once amiable and even charming regimental commander made them feel a little strange after tonight. The league members who are usually a little brave and dare to express their love to their head without concealment are fighting on the battlefield like crazy tonight. It seems that the death of the war tonight is the last thing in their life - of course, several of them are indeed killed in the war, but some of them who survived are afraid to see their beautiful head again.

Emily, there is a feeling that these mercenaries can't express.

"My Lord."

A mercenary walked 50 meters away and stopped moving. The ten ares Knights didn't intercept him, but he seemed to feel that within 50 meters and outside seemed to be two worlds. It was a world he didn't want to step into at all, because the heavy pressure made him a little out of breath.

Emily's eyes fell on the mercenary.

It just gave the mercenary a feeling, but it seemed to be a cold line of sight without emotion. I'm afraid even the focal length was not right. There was a burst of sadness in the mercenary's heart. He missed the former head. Although he knew that it was impossible to pursue it in his own identity, he could still feel that she was living by his side. But now, he is closer to the head, but that feeling imitates the Buddha, one in the sky and the other in the ground.

"The battlefield has been cleaned and the war damage has been counted. Look..."

"I see." Emily nodded. After a little hesitation, she couldn't completely abandon the accusation of conscience, "bury the enemy's body. The bodies of the league members, take them back to town. Shawshank will set aside an area for your burial. "

"I see, Lord Emily." Shawshank turned and bowed to Emily before he spoke.

"Then... Deputy head Mary..."

"She is a traitor." Emily said faintly, her tone was much colder, "don't I have to say more about how to deal with the Betrayer?"

Traitors are the most despised in the northern duchy Federation. Once they are found and captured, they must be treated inhuman - even worse than slaves and cannon fodder. So once many traitors are caught, they would rather admit that they are spies, assassins and killers than admit that they are a traitor.

Mary, if she had been caught alive, she would have said she was a spy and had long been sent to spy on Emily.

But unfortunately, she was found dead.

Therefore, the identity of betrayer cannot be rid of her.

Similarly, she doesn't even have the qualification to be buried. She will only be abandoned in the forest and become the rations of those Warcraft animals.

The mercenary who asked lowered his head and felt more sadness in his heart. He felt that Lord Emily had become more strange. If he had known that Lord Mary was really a betrayer, he would only treat her as a spy or assassin. At worst, he would give her a burial identity instead of abandoning it.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared from the direction Emily had been looking at.

Almost in an instant, all the mercenaries stood up and took their weapons to be on alert. The ten ares Knights also made a defensive move at the first time - or faster than those mercenaries, and they even narrowed the protective circle. This is what the mercenaries can't do anyway.

But soon, when they saw the man, the Ares Knights gave up their guard.

The man coming up is naturally Sean.

But when the mercenaries looked at Sean, they looked complex.

Emily had such a big change of temperament in one day that she obviously had something to do with Sean. But these mercenaries only know one thing and don't know the other. Although the change of Emily's temperament is related to Sean, Sean's role is only catalysis. It is Mary's betrayal that really leads to the change of Emily's temperament.

Sean, in this process, can only say that he released Emily's repressed emotion and dark side.

It doesn't make sense to say that he changed Emily's temperament.

When she saw Sean coming back, Emily greeted him for the first time.

Seeing how much Emily moved, the ten ares Knights naturally followed at the first time, but they didn't dare to follow too close this time. Other ares Knights may not know much about the situation, but Shawshank knows that the chainas talent named Sean is really terrible. He even suspects that Emily can become a saint because of the hands and feet of the man named Sean.

It's just a guess. He just thinks about it himself. He doesn't have the courage to let him say it.

When Emily stood in front of Sean, Sean stared at her for ten seconds, then glanced around at the mercenaries, and finally Sean just sighed.

Of course, he could see that Emily was no doubt blackened. However, he could not say that this blackening was wrong. After all, it was the result of his catalysis, and in a sense, Emily's blackening was only good for him.

But Sean sighed helplessly, but he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and said, "you've got what you need."

At this time, Emily finally showed a rare smile on her face.

Now, only when facing Sean can she remove all her defenses and show such a sincere smile from her heart. But looking at Emily's smile, Sean felt abnormal egg pain. He always felt that he seemed to have cultivated something different. Although in terms of the result, the more Emily relies on Sean, the happier Sean should be, because it means that even without the soul contract, Emily will not betray him.

But for some reason, Sean still felt a little guilty.

Looking at Emily with a smile, Sean thought: This is probably the price of Emily's growth?

"You worked hard." Emily whispered.

Shawshank could not help shivering. At the moment, he regretted that he was too close to Emily and Sean. He even heard this sentence.

Sure enough, the next second, Shawshank felt as if he was a prey targeted by natural enemies, and he felt a burst of cold all over. He saw that Sean turned his eyes to himself, and he was also very clear about what kind of attitude he should make at this time, so he was like a normal person who didn't hear anything. He still kept a cold look and kept an eye on the surrounding situation.

Sean soon closed his eyes.

And Emily, also realized that she had leaked her mouth, and she showed an innocent look.

Sean sighed a little: "Lord Emily, I don't have any hard work. It's my honor to serve you."

In fact, Sean didn't mean to be modest.

After using all his cards, he killed the legitimate son of the Roland family without much effort. Then the heart is directly dug out and the heart of the heart is released. The heart is the source of strength for all strong men. This is common, but generally speaking, only after entering the holy land will the force begin to coagulate in the heart and prepare for the impact of the legend.

There is only one exception: the blood awakened.

Once the blood awakens, the power from the blood inheritance will immediately condense into the heart, so those whose blood is confirmed to awaken care much more about their heart than others. Because even a little damage may lead to the defeat of the blood force, and the blood force can not be used again in a short time, or even lead to the damage of the blood and can not continue to advance.

Sean was very familiar with these, so after using the magic seal and silver scale to resist those injuries, he stabbed a sword into the other party's heart. After shaking his heart pulse, Sean didn't even pull out the sword, so he took a new imitation of the black king from the storage ring and took it as the owl's head. After that, it was much simpler. Sean dug out his heart as quickly as possible, then filled the released blood with a blank test tube, and then quickly cleaned up the bloody smell on his body and left.

But Emily didn't know that it was really very easy for Sean, so she showed a very sweet smile, which was even more exciting in her already delicate and charming appearance.

It's like seeing a goddess.

However, Sean was still indifferent, and there was not even a flicker of lust in his eyes.

Emily was a little disappointed about this.

But soon, she perked up again and began to tell Sean about the battle just now, which showed a high admiration for Shawshank's combat effectiveness. Although Sean had known that Shawshank's actual combat power level was very high when he entered the forest before, Sean was slightly surprised to hear Emily's story at this time, because Shawshank showed a situation higher than Sean suspected.

Compared with Alfred, Shawshank is a little better than Alfred. It's just that Alfred is now the commander of the army, so he doesn't have much time to practice martial arts, but starts to change to the direction of the commander, which is understandable. In particular, this is a change made at Sean's suggestion - after all, Alfred's potential limit is there. If his daughter hadn't died in the game, he would have no possibility to break through. Even so, his final achievement in the game is in the lower holy land, and it is still very reluctantly.

Now, I'm afraid Alfred can't even advance to the top gold, but after all, he is the first group of old people to follow Sean, and Alfred does have many advantages, so Sean didn't let Alfred go back to provide for the elderly. With the lion of thunder in his hand, he is likely to become a level 6 army, so Sean suggested that he transform to the direction of commander. At present, it is still relatively successful.