Arad's crooked savior

Cyrus furrowed his long and slender eyebrows, his cold face that kept strangers away from him, finally softened a little when he was sleeping soundly, and the corners of his rosy mouth were slightly raised, giving him a soft and feminine look.

If you dress up carefully and delicately, you will definitely be charming and bring disaster to the country and the people.

But no one knew at this time that she was struggling mentally and fell into a nightmare that was terrifying to her and could definitely be called the "ultimate fear".

The place in the dream was a peaceful countryside outskirts, a lush green manor. Outside the manor was a small bridge and running water, with several fish fry swimming clearly visible. The overall environment was beautiful and unique.

Further away, there are plump wheat ears swaying slightly in the wind, about to be harvested, like a secluded paradise.

She wore a floral apron around her waist and placed some prosciutto and meat on the long table in the yard, as well as bread and vegetable salad.

It seems harmonious and beautiful, but it's so abominable!

She is a god-killer, how can she act like an ordinary woman?

She should fight with blood on the battlefield, or hunt down certain gods, and use the god-killing sword to make everything in the world tremble and surrender under her feet.

But more than that, something even more terrifying happened. From the exquisite house behind her, two children, a boy and a girl, came out chasing each other. They looked smart and cute, and they were both lying on the table with greedy mouths. Staring eagerly at the delicious food.

Moreover, the little girl's face shape is very similar to hers, with gray hair and two braids.

Suddenly, a carriage stopped outside the manor, and a handsome gentleman opened the gate. Then the two children called "Father, Dad" affectionately and ran over happily.

That man's face was handsome and elegant, with a gentle smile on his lips, but why did she feel so hateful?

Ye Lin!

Why is it him? It's so scary. This place is simply a terrifying hell.

She gritted her teeth, as if she actually had a child with that shameless trash, and they were twins.

Furious, she pulled off her apron and summoned the God-killing Sword, intending to swing it at Ye Lin.

However, the opponent's palm lightly grasped the blade, and the God-killing Sword, which could change and twist freely, turned into several emerald green vines, locking her body and making her unable to move.

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Then Cyrus woke with a start.

The curtains glowed with the warmth of the sun. She propped up half of her body and rubbed her forehead in confusion. Her bones still felt a little sore. If she sniffed the air carefully, she could still smell the lingering ambiguous smell.

His mind gradually returned to clarity, and he recalled the dream. A pair of red eyes were instantly filled with astonishing evil energy. He quickly turned sideways and stared at Ye Lin, who was sleeping soundly beside him, occasionally smacking his lips as if he was reminiscing about something.

Cyrus took a deep breath, first retrieved the lace protective cover from beside his pillow, and buckled it carefully for himself, then took out a dry and comfortable hair tie from the drawer, wrapping it around the reddish fat.

After doing all this, she gently helped Ye Lin cover his face with the quilt, then with a cold look in her beautiful eyes, she raised her plump legs, stepped on his face hard, and crushed him a few times.

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The capital of the empire, a small suburban town.

The middle-aged man sitting in the dark corner of the tavern has some stubble, messy hair that has obviously not been taken care of, and an old jacket. He is not very eye-catching, but his whole body is full of vicissitudes of life and loneliness.

He has a rather strong physique and looks like a worker who has just finished get off work at an ironworks factory.

Half a jug of slightly turbid wine, a plate of spiced peanuts, and no other dishes, a very ordinary configuration for a poor drunkard. If you were poorer, you might have to dip a stone in sour vinegar.

The guests in the tavern were chatting and laughing, and their minds were wide open. Even the smallest interesting thing would be exaggerated and made extremely horrifying, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling.

The Red Moon Festival incident that shocked the entire imperial capital yesterday has naturally become the best topic for conversation and a delicious dish to go with wine.

Unintentionally, no one was interested in the wanted incident of the former leader of the Imperial Knights, which was quite a sensation a week ago.

The man finished his drink slowly, took out a few gold coins with his calloused hands, paid the money, opened the curtain and walked out of the tavern.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, and he walked very slowly. No one deliberately looked at this very sloppy man, let alone contacted him with the glorious leader of the Imperial Knights in shiny silver armor. together.

Coral Will, the former leader of the Imperial Knights, is now a sloppy and smelly old man.

It had been almost ten days since he escaped from Vetalon, and the joy of regaining his freedom was soon crushed by the ruthless embarrassment of reality.

He was penniless and did not dare to join his friends. The only money left in his pocket was obtained by selling his sword and coat.

Slowly walking out of the town, he didn't know where to go, but his instinct prompted him to leave the imperial capital as far away as possible.

Koro didn't seem to notice at all. There was a carriage following far behind him. The old groom was chatting with a young man, who seemed to be his son.

Not even looking up, he saw a gray-white eagle circling back and forth in the sky.

"I want to unify the mainland and bring everything into the empire. By then, all people will be my subjects. Naturally, there will be no more wars!"

These words were spoken by Leon to him, and they were in line with the domineering and majestic words of a monarch.

After the Billmark incident, he secretly protected Siatt and other experimental subjects, which resulted in him being dismissed from his position in the Imperial Knights and being restricted from leaving the imperial capital.

But Lyon actually didn't make things too difficult for him. He just punished him for harboring the crime, and later gave him a civilian job, hoping that he would repent and serve the empire again.

After all, the "Imperial Knights", the most glorious organization in Delos, had no real ability and was not qualified to take on such an important task.

However, having seen the horrors of the test site with his own eyes, he had completely given up on the emperor.

"You said you would unify the continent and make the world free of war. But in the process, how many families will be broken up and mountains of bones will become the first step for you to ascend the throne and become emperor?"

At the age of fifteen, he engineered the abdication of the old emperor. At the age of seventeen, he launched a sneak attack by the Purple Mist Regiment, triggering the infamous Second Snow Battle, which almost wiped out the Bantu tribe.

Will such an ambitious person really stop and be satisfied after unifying Arad?

Crowe Will looked down at his torn boots, and he could guess the toes inside.

As for Lyon's credibility, it is like that sock with a hole in it, with a serious gap.

The world above~

He raised his head and glanced at the clear blue sky. Perhaps by hiding there, he could stay away from the right and wrong of the empire.

In the distant sky, a rapidly approaching black spot suddenly appeared. It seemed to be an eagle soaring in the clear sky, but when it got closer, it was discovered that it was an ancient wooden magic spacecraft.

"Ten Billion" stood on the bow of the Saint's Call, with the strong wind ruffling her red hair. Mila Xiu, the falcon, let out a clear chirping sound and landed firmly on "Ten Billion"'s shoulders.

Because there were also rebels among the nobles and officials of the imperial capital, it was not very difficult for them to find Coral Will's whereabouts after seeing the wanted notice.

Of course, this is also because Leon deliberately leaked it.

Her eyesight was like that of an eagle, she drew her bow and nocked an arrow, and aimed it at the carriage following Coro Weir from a distance. Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Ten Billion loosened the bowstring.

An arrow shot through the sun like a rainbow and exploded into pieces of the carriage.

The sudden explosion made the confused Koro stunned, and then he saw another ray of light coming straight towards him.

The 10 billion arrow was not a kill, but a capture. In fact, the current former leader of the Imperial Knights did not know the Call of the Saint at all.

Time is tight, take the people away first, and explain in detail later.

Coral Weir is of great significance to the Resistance. In the past ten years, before he was the head of the Imperial Knights, he was an excellent knight mentor, cultivating batches of elite talents and transporting them. To the empire.

Only among the "privileged" class with the largest base, "knights", he enjoys a very high reputation.

If Koro Will can be encouraged to openly resist the tyrant rule of the empire, there will definitely be many people who respond.

However, at the moment when the arrow was about to hit the target, a bright red figure suddenly shot out from the broken carriage, heading straight towards the Holy Sage's Call in the sky.

The aura of a strong man excited him, and his high fighting spirit made him unwilling to fight. The fighting passion ignited in his bones was like a torrential flood, unstoppable.

There were heavy Terra Stone chains tied around his ankles, but the magic gun in his hand glowed with an extremely dazzling red light, and became huge in an instant, like a pillar piercing the sky.

Like a wild beast roaring, his hair disheveled: "Come and fight!"