"I have won!" Luber shot out a bow and arrow in his hand, shooting someone who was trying to get close to him.

Under the influence of the heraldry abilities, the closer those people get to themselves, the greater the constraints they are. In addition, without weapons, they have only one result, that is, they are shot and killed.

However, even without the help of merit and ability, he had absolute confidence in himself. Although he was not allowed to practice knights, Lubo was still shooting day after day. If he had extraordinary power on his body, he would definitely become a sharpshooter.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Luber has ambitions beyond ordinary people and is always not satisfied.

He watched Sam rush towards Mansla, raised his head slightly, like a winner watching the loser.

"It's not enough. Mansla may still have the possibility of making a comeback. Only by completely keeping him in this woods can I win completely!"

"Don't you do it?" Puldo's attack was not serious. The alien species has only been slightly injured: "Your goods are going to be transported away!"

"No, wait." Mansla looked at Sam who was rushing over, his eyes full of disgust and contempt.

"Sam~~~" Sam shouted his name and held up his sword, like a running bison, lifting up countless dead leaves and dust, as if he was about to crash everything in front of him.

It was also at this time that the heraldry on the back of Mansla's hand lit up completely.

The deeds of the ancestors were circulating in Mansla's heart at this moment.

"Why can't I go to the front line?" Weiscle Rockaway already had strong strength before he gained the title of aristocrat.

It was the time when he needed a powerful knight like him on the north front, but he was transferred to the south and carried out the so-called territory opening.

"After all, I still don't trust, I don't trust the alien bloodline of my other half." Weiskerley looked at the people around him who had strange eyes on him, and felt more and more painful.

Like giants, foreign races that do not have the power of sin, but will cause damage to human society will also be called alien races.

However, although some alien races can communicate with humans and have normal wisdom, they are still generally considered monsters.

The northbound front was a battle with the alien race. Weskerley, who had mixed alien races and was quite strong, naturally became a problem.

It is actually a kind of exile that is out of sight and unhappy.

He longs for others to recognize his loyalty to the country, but even he is resentful of his alien bloodline.

He wanted to go to the north to make achievements, but was exiled to remote areas in the south.

He despised the monsters in the wilderness, but sometimes he felt that he was also one of the monsters.

He is a genius and a monster.

In Luo Ya, who was still wild at that time, he could not make any achievements unless he used his alien bloodline to make a fuss.

He was unwilling to be defeated by reality, but in the end he gave in to reality.

Using his alien bloodline as an opportunity, he united the monsters around Roya, led them into the trap, and used this matter to condense his achievements.

"Contradictory Bait"

Mansla's eyes were red, as if blood was about to drip out, and a trace of aura that was not as human as it also overflowed from him. His face was ferocious, as if he was gritting his teeth.

"Sir Ru, do you think you won?"

"No, it will only be me who wins! It will only be Mansla!"

"We are friends." He did not dodge or avoid Sam's attack, but just said this plainly.

A force erupted from the herald, like an invisible ripples and twists, encompassing all the aliens coming towards it.

The alien species that besieged him and Sam who rushed over were also affected at the same time.

Even Puldo was affected somehow, but the influence slowly dissipated when his fingers rubbed his eyebrows.

But this is the case that Puldo himself did not have much malicious intentions towards Mansla, so the impact would be so small.

The first effect of contradictory bait is the charm of aliens.

Any alien who is hated by humans or hates humans will instantly turn the disgust projected onto Mansla into his love for him.

The hybrid giant is easily prone to being irritated or bewitched, and his brain circuit is very simple. Under this force, the others are fine, but Sam was stunned for a moment.

"Sam's friend?"

"Yes, clear the obstacles for your friends!" Mansla said with hatred in his eyes.

Mansla has too many contradictions. He claims to be noble, but he knows how the position of his ancestors' nobles came from.

He despised the second son of the nobles who became monks as defectors, but in a sense, his ancestors were also traitors.

He ridiculed other people for being mean, but the methods he used were often even more despicable.

He did not want to be the so-called bait, so he did not respond in the woods during the day, but at night, he had to let go of his defense and become bait to attract the enemy's attack.

As if inherited from his ancestors' character, Mansla was also at its peak.

Even the fate is similar. In order to preserve the glory he has done, he has to rely on the power of aliens.

It was precisely with this ability that Mansla instantly reversed the situation. The aliens led by Sam shouted wildly to clear obstacles for their friends, and rushed towards Rube and others holding bows and arrows.

The louder the shouts of those alien species, the ugly the Mansla's face became.

"I guess your ancestor's mood should be similar to yours now," Puldo said mockingly.

"In the kingdom of mankind, he was hostile to guard against him and exiled to wasteland. When summoning alien monsters, he gained trust from them."

"Those monsters back then probably shouted for Weskerley, demonstrating their absolute trust in him."

Puldo smiled happily, and Weiskerley's deeds were really too ridiculous.

What's even more sarcastic is that Weiskerley betrayed the only "friends" who trusted him in the end.

With an indifferent and selfish image, we have reaped the so-called "glory".

"I'm asking you to come, not to mock me." Mansla's expression was twisted, and he raised his hand, and the light on the seal was flashing.

"Let Sir Ru taste the bitter fruit now."

A force overflowed from the emblem, but this time it did not emit it, but wrapped Mansla himself. The bones in his body sounded, and his whole body seemed to have been raised a lot.

If the alien charm is the shield in the 'contradictory bait', then the next step is the embodiment of its spear.

He will provide feedback based on the charming alien abilities and natural power and bless the owner of the emblem. This blessing is only a blessing of natural power and will not change the user's own bloodline.

Correspondingly, Weiskerley borrowed the power of the alien to accomplish his own result.

"I am invincible!" Mansla felt the surging power in his body and quickly followed behind the alien species.

The original advantage disappeared instantly, and Lu Bo was stunned.

"It hit the bull's-eye." Then he looked sad. After all, his decision was wrong.

He just sent all the forces that were restrained by Mansla on his side.

And this is his decision-making problem. If he wants to kill a noble, it is naturally better to let the aliens do it, and it is easier for him to clarify the relationship from it.

And because the Mansla family seems to have a connection with the alien race, Ruber once speculated that Mansla's ability was related to the alien race, so he left Sam, who was related to the alien race.

However, in the end, I was still greedy.

"It's not enough to obtain the goods alone, I want to kill Mansla here."

It was also in this case that Rube asked Sam to attack Mansla.

"Is this also the fate of the Lube family?" Lube's ancestors guarded the supplies transported from the rear and achieved achievements, but were not satisfied with this. He led the team to raid the enemy and wanted to create greater achievements, but this time he did not succeed.

After a brilliant success, it will inevitably lead to decline.

"After all, the power is not enough. If it is enough, I don't have to borrow the power of aliens, nor do I have to let Sam face Mansla."

Rube's hand holding the bow trembled slightly, and the arrow he released shot was tilted.

"Let's go!" He didn't care about his own appearance, turned around and started running away, just a failure.
Chapter completed!