Vol 6 Chapter 481

"But I never thought it was you."

Brando spoke again, his eyes slowly sweeping through everyone in the air, including the newly appointed Count Yanbo. The other side was standing with the Sazard, blessed with the magical brilliance of flying.

His eyes fell on this person, and he replied lightly: "Baron Dale, brother of Count Yanbao, I heard that you are just an indulgence in wine. I did not expect that the Dragon of Dusk will find it with all things. You, I don't think you deserve the ring of the snake. For the layout of Eruin, the Dragon of Dusk has really laid down its blood, and it can be said that it has good intentions. "

"Shut up," Baron Darr roared. "I am Count Yanburg. My **** elder brother has only stolen what belonged to me."

But Brandore didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his eyes directly to the other side of the wizards of the silver people floating there: "Of course, there are Sazards, the noble silver peoples of the past, today fallen to Become a running dog in the dusk, how did the Sarde witch and Vladimir reproduce the former glory of the Bugatians? "

"It's laughable and generous"

There was silence on the battlefield.

Almost all the Eruin nobles who participated in this war changed their faces at this instant, and after a brief silence, a loud rumor sounded.

Everyone looked at each other, everyone was terrified, and even if they were willing to believe that Lord Count Tonigel was lying, all the terrible monsters in front of them all pointed to such a truth that they did not want to admit.

Everyone shuddered. Although they dared to participate in a rebellion that overthrew the Corcova royal family, they would never be disheartened to go crazy with the heathen and even with the dragon of dusk.

Civilization and destruction, order and chaos, can never stand in the same camp.

"How could this be……"

"These **** royals, the prince Goran-Elson. Damn northern nobles, they lied to us!"

"How is it possible, has the Dragon of Dusk descended again, no, I don't want to die yet!"

"Enough, mortal"

There was a thunderous voice in the sky. Hollis himself could not help frowning. The deal with the Twilight Dragon is of course mutual use, but this is always an indelible stain. He does not understand what the Sarde witch and Lord Vladimir really think, but as Sarsard As a member of the alliance, he must safeguard the interests of the alliance.

What shocked him was that this human was so knowledgeable about the transactions behind them, and even named the Count of Yanbao behind the dragon of all things and dusk. The **** Baron also vowed to assure him that no one would recognize him, and that the Sasard would have to pay for it. At best, it is nothing more than an unauthorized intervention in the operation of the mortal world.

The crimes of interfering with the operation of the mortal world and collusion with the Dragon of Dusk are very important. Even a small person like Hollis can easily distinguish between them.

For the first time, the silver wizard had a killing in his heart, and he felt subconsciously that these people might not be alive anymore, and it was better to use spells to raz the entire Toniger.

Thinking of this, he said indifferently: "It looks like you don't know much about us yet. You must understand that what you say now will be the reason for this land to be buried for you."

"Of course I know you," Brando replied, "Sasardian dog bastards. It's not the first time you've done a slaughter in Vaund, in Silver Bay, in the Plain of Lorier, In Baishan, can't I understand what you think, those who have witnessed it all here today. I'm afraid it will be ashes under your spells. "

His understatement of the answer caused an uproar among the aristocracy. Everyone was pale. Many people only remembered the power of the Bugatians after a thousand years, but they forgot the indifference of these wizards.

Someone has begun to feel weak. Preparing to escape, in an instant, there was a third less aristocratic lords left on the battlefield.

But the Tonigel did not leave.

They can't leave. This is the homeland where they were born. If the homeland is destroyed, everything they carry on this land will disappear.

They have their own families, loved ones, friends, and everything else will be wiped out.

Rather than running away, stay and face it.

At least their Lord Lord is still here. If the Tonigers have lost everything, they will at least leave the only trust in their hearts. Trusting their Lord for free will lead them to victory.

All eyes were on the young earl in the middle of the battlefield.

For those who flee, people have only contempt in their eyes, and even some contempt those poor worms thought they could escape?

Hollis was stumped by Brando's words. Although it is true that the Sasars never considered mortals, when did they start the slaughter in the Plain of Lorier and the White Mountain?

Is this naked slander, okay?

Of course, if he wanted to know that Brando was putting their brains on their heads in the future, he would probably vomit blood. Is it so unreasonable? So what has n’t happened yet?

However, Brando had no intention to reason with these people.

Because some people are not worthy of reasoning.

"Don't talk nonsense with them, Lord Hollis," Baron Dale was also trembling with anger, and he had thought of all the face-to-face encounters with this legendary Earl, like any villain, and he certainly hoped Step on this legendary hero under your feet.

Especially when it was learned that the other party also had the legendary palm jewel of Oberu VII and the favor of Princess Griffin of the kingdom, this made him jealous.

He can be said to hate everyone in this world. In inheriting the power of the Earl, he failed to compete with his elder brother, and he would not enter the upper circle of the kingdom's political circles. If it were not for his unique situation after this, I am afraid that he would live in this life. It is a loser who is obscured by the shadow of others.

Such an experience made him unnaturally hate any successful person in this world, and the legendary "good luck" Earl is no exception.

But he never thought about it, but he just had a face-to-face meeting with him, and the Earl behaved as if he were a prophet and a scepter, peeling him directly in front of everyone.

At that moment, he felt only an embarrassment from head to toe, colluding with all things and becoming the minions of the dragon of dusk. Although Baron Dale never regretted it, it was an unseen event after all. The key is, what evidence does the other party have to prove it?

If you open your mouth without evidence, isn't it a matter of saying nothing?

If you are right, the key is wrong? Isn't that slander?

Baron Dale was extremely annoyed, and he was furious: "What qualifications does that guy have for us to say that we are in collusion with the Twilight Dragon?

"Letters?" Brando laughed.

"Isn't it that these things aren't crystal clusters, and those monsters that kill are not maggots, or forgive me, can't see that these two kinds of **** monsters are dusk species?"

"How do you know them?"

Baron Dale was stunned.

Hollis also frowned, although he was also curious that a mortal in this area could tell the difference between the dusk species and the usual monsters at a glance. In the information, the other party is just a human lord with some legendary experience, but what the other party knows now is obviously far beyond his expected range.

For the first time, the Sazardian wizard felt faintly that something had gone wrong with his intelligence.

But what made him even more annoyed was the foolishness of Baron Dale. If he could pretend to have said it before, wouldn't all of this mean that he wouldn't do it himself? No wonder this guy has always been an outright loser, he just can't help the wall.

"Well," this discovery made Hollis increasingly feel that it was not a wise thing to confront this human here, but even if the other party knew more, the dead could not speak. He waved indifferently: "You nonsense sound very novel, but I have no extra time to waste on you, mortals, our conversation ends here, and then let you understand what is true truth "

Brando was silent for a moment.

When everyone thought he had to bow his head in front of reality, the young Earl raised his head lightly.

"The truth is how human?" He replied.

"Ha," Baron Dale seemed to have finally grasped a loophole in Brando's language, and he sharply satirically said: "Our Count is how old this year. Right? "

Brando shook his head and was bored with one more sentence with the beaming clown.

But he still asked, "I have a question for you, Dall, how is Dilfery?"

Baron Dale froze, and then he responded and said, "You say my lovely niece, don't worry, she's not good yet. But I will find her soon, haha, I won't be by then I'm sure she can see you completely. "

"But you won't have a chance."

Brando replied.

"What did you say?" Baron Dale didn't hear him for a moment.

But at this time Brando looked up slightly.

Where he gazes

Above the gloomy sky, a beam of green light was falling from the thick clouds and fell straight in the middle of the battlefield.

An ethereal, young girl's voice rang through the battlefield:

"The transition coordinates have been determined, and the energy is recursed to 86 …… 77 …… 65 …… 40 …… 33 …… 11%. The transition ends and re-realization begins. Valhalla takes root and recalculates the coordinates ...”

"Valhalla, reach the target."

…… (To be continued.)

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