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Brando spoke again, his eyes slowly scanning everyone in the air, including the newly appointed Earl of Yanbao. The other party was standing together with the Sasard people, and they were blessed with flying skills.
Magical radiance.
His eyes fell on this person and he replied calmly: "Baron Dalle, Earl Yanbao's younger brother, I heard that you are just a loser who indulges in wine and sex. I didn't expect that the Dragon of Dusk would find you with the help of the Unity of All Things."
You, I think you are not worthy of the ring of the krait. For Eruin's layout, the Dusk Dragon really spent a lot of money, and it can be said that it is well-intentioned."
"Shut up," Baron Darle roared: "I am the Earl of Yanbao, and my damn brother just stole what originally belonged to me."
But Brandoli didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his attention directly to the other side, to the wizards of the Silver People floating there: "Of course, there are also the Sasards, the noble Silver People in the past, who have fallen to this level today.
Becoming the lackeys of the dusk, is this how the wizard Sarde and Vladimir restored the Buga people's former glory?"
"It's so ridiculous and generous——"
There was silence on the battlefield.
Almost all the Eruin nobles participating in this war changed their expressions at this moment, and after a brief silence, a loud discussion broke out.
Everyone looked at each other with a look of horror. Even if they were willing to believe that Lord Tonigel was lying, everything in front of them - those terrible monsters, all pointed to such a thing that they were unwilling to admit.
the truth.
Everyone trembled. Although they dared to participate in a rebellion to overthrow the royal family of Corcova, they would never lose their minds and join the pagans or even join the Twilight Dragon.
Civilization and destruction, order and chaos, can never be on the same side.
"how so……"
"These damn royal gangs, damn Grand Duke Golan-Elsen, damn northern nobles, they lied to us!"
"How is it possible? Has the Dragon of Dusk come again? No. I don't want to die yet!"
"Enough, mortal—"
There was a thunderous sound in the sky, and Hollis himself couldn't help but frown. Although the deal with the Dusk Dragon was mutual use, it was always a stain that could not be washed away, and he did not understand Sa
What exactly do the wizards Dredd and Lord Vladimir think, but as a member of the Thassard Alliance, he must safeguard the interests of this alliance.
What shocked him was that this human being was so knowledgeable about the transactions behind them, and even named Earl Yanbao as being behind the Oneness of All Things and the Dragon of Twilight. That damn Baron Darle also swore to him
.Absolutely no one will be able to recognize his identity. The price the Sasardians need to pay for this is, at most, nothing more than arbitrarily interfering with the operations of the mortal world.
Interfering with the operations of the mortal world and colluding with the Twilight Dragon, even a little person like Hollis can easily distinguish in his mind which of the two crimes is more serious.
For the first time, the silver wizard had murderous intentions in his heart. He subconsciously felt that these people might not be alive anymore, so it would be best to use magic to raze the entire Tonigel to the ground.
Thinking of this, he said indifferently: "It seems that you don't know us very well. You must understand that what you say now will be the reason why this land will bury you with you."
"Of course I understand you." Brando replied: "You bastards of the Sasardians, this is not the first time you have massacred a city in Warnd. In Silver Bay, in Lolier Plains,
In Baishan. How can I not understand what you are thinking? Everyone who witnessed all this here today will probably be reduced to ashes under your spell."
His understatement caused an uproar among the nobles, and everyone turned pale. Thousands of years later, many people only remembered the power of the Buga people, but forgot the indifference of these wizards.
Some people had already begun to feel weak at their feet and were preparing to escape. In an instant, the number of noble lords remaining on the battlefield was reduced by one-third.
But the Tonigel people did not leave.
They cannot leave, this is the homeland where they were born and raised. If the homeland is destroyed, everything they carry on this land will also be reduced to nothing.
They have their own families, relatives, and friends, and everything will be wiped out.
Rather than escaping, it is better to stay and face it.
At least their lord is still here. If the Tonigel people lose everything, they will at least still have the only trust left in their hearts. They trust their lord free of charge to lead them to victory.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the young Earl in the center of the battlefield.
As for those who escaped, people only looked at them with disdain, even a little contempt - those poor people actually thought they could escape far?
Hollis was stymied by Brando's words - although it is true that the Sasardians never put mortals in their eyes, when did they start massacring them in the Lolier Plains and the White Mountains?
Is this a naked slander?
Of course, if he wanted to know that Brando was putting everything they were going to do in the future on them, he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood. Is it so unreasonable? Then it's still something that hasn't happened yet, right?
good?
However, Brando had no intention of reasoning with these people.
Because some people are simply not worthy of being reasoned with.
"Stop talking nonsense to them, Lord Hollis," Baron Dalle was also trembling with anger. He thought about various scenarios of facing the legendary earl - just like any villain, he
Of course I hope to trample this legendary hero underfoot.
Especially when he learned that the other party was favored by the legendary Princess Grifiine, the jewel in the eye of the legendary King Auberge VII and the pride of the kingdom, this made him even more jealous.
It can be said that he hates everyone in this world. He failed in the competition with his brother to inherit the power of the earl, and he was unable to enter the upper circles of the kingdom's political circles. If it were not for his unique situation after this, I am afraid that he would never be able to succeed in this life.
He is a loser who is hidden in the shadow of others.
Such an experience made him unnaturally hate every successful person in the world, and the legendary 'lucky' Earl was no exception.
But he never thought that he just had a face-to-face encounter with the other person, and the earl behaved like a prophet and a magician, and directly skinned him in front of everyone.
At that moment, he only felt a sense of shame from head to toe, colluding with all things and becoming a minion of the Dragon of Twilight. Although Baron Dalle had never regretted this, it was something that could not be seen in the light after all - the key point
Yes, what evidence does the other party have to prove all this?
If you just talk without evidence, what is this but talking nonsense?
It’s okay if you guessed the key correctly, but guessed the key wrongly? Wouldn’t that be slander?
Baron Dalle was extremely embarrassed and said angrily: "What qualifications does that guy have to say that we are colluding with the Dragon of Dusk? This is simply talking nonsense!"
"Just talking nonsense?" Brando laughed.
"Could it be that these things are not crystal clusters, and those murderous monsters are not nightmare bugs, or am I sorry for my blindness, but I can't tell that these two damn monsters are twilight species?"
"You, how do you know them?"
Baron Dalle was stunned.
Hollis also frowned, although he was also curious that a mere mortal could tell the difference between dusk species and ordinary monsters at a glance. According to the intelligence, the other party was just a human lord with some legendary experience, but at the moment the other party
What he knew was obviously far beyond his expectations.
For the first time, the Sassardian wizard felt vaguely that there seemed to be some problems with their intelligence.
But what irritated him even more was Baron Dalle's stupidity. If he could have excused himself before, wouldn't it be tantamount to saying that he didn't bring it upon himself now? No wonder this guy has always been a complete loser, just like mud.
Can't hold on to the wall.
"Okay," this discovery made Hollis feel more and more that it was not a wise thing to confront this human being here, but no matter how much the other person knew, the dead man would still be unable to speak. He waved his hand coldly and said: "You
These nonsense sound very novel, but I don’t have any extra time to waste on you, mortal. Our conversation ends here. Next, I will let you understand what the real truth is-"
Brando was silent for a moment.
When everyone thought that he had to bow his head in front of reality, the young earl raised his head with an understatement.
"The truth is how human beings are?" he replied.
"Ha," Baron Dalle seemed to have finally caught the loophole in Brando's language. He sharply sarcastically said: "How old is our Lord Earl this year? You are not so naive as to think that there is still a knightly duel on the battlefield.
Bar?"
Brando shook his head, feeling tired of even talking to this guy.
However, he still asked: "I have a question for you, Daler, how is Delfiri?"
Baron Dalle was stunned for a moment, and then he responded: "You said about my lovely niece, don't worry, she's not doing well yet. But I will find her soon, haha, by then I won't
I guarantee that she will be able to see you completely."
"But you won't get the chance."
Brando replied.
"What did you say?" Baron Dalle didn't hear clearly for a moment.
But it was at this time that Brando raised his head slightly.
Where his eyes are looking -
Above the gloomy sky, a beam of green light fell from between the thick clouds and landed straight in the center of the battlefield.
An ethereal, girlish voice echoed throughout the battlefield:
"The jump coordinates have been determined, and the energy has returned to 86...77...65...40...33...11%. The jump is over and re-realization begins. Valhalla begins to take root and recalculate the coordinates..."
"Valhalla, reach the target point."
…(To be continued.)
ps: ps: They said my title was too long, so I had to omit the iii. Is that stupid?
