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The sky finally calmed down, and when the first corner of the black veil was lifted in the east, the Apocalypse Army set off, two people at a time, galloping on their cavalry, the sound of armor clashing, accompanied by the long cry of two gryphons, rushed towards distance.

Only one hundred and twenty graves and piles of corpses were left on the spot, as well as the war horses that turned into bones overnight. Last night, an unknown number of war horses crashed into the sergeant's stomach.

The morning wind blew, lifting up ashes all over the sky, filling the world with a bit of the smell of hell on earth. The smell of blood is still fermenting. Maybe it is because of the cold weather, but the fishy smell is still so fresh. Neat tombstones are arranged here, and the sound of the wind is like crying. To commemorate the past events that happened here.

Gus stood on a high hill, facing the tombs. He was going to Jebeldan and over the Netherworld Mountains. Under his persuasion, Bieber and Bei Linya left with the Apocalypse Legion. This is good news for Gus. Although Bieber was not happy last night, he still grumbled and agreed after Gus's persuasion. He didn't know what Gus was going to do. In his heart, he guessed It was better to go see Eve, there was nothing else to do. Besides, Gus promised to come to them soon, so he didn't insist anymore.

Deaton insisted on following Gus, but he stopped after being beaten by Yorksley. He just looked at Gus faintly all night, his eyes greedily letting the cold wind enter his eyes, tears streaming down his face, but still no garish.

With Deaton gone and Bieber gone, Gus can climb the Ghost Mountains without any worries.

The morning light in the east became brighter, and in the blurry air, it swept deeply over the tombs, then boarded the gryphon and took off with the wind, then disappeared into the sky thousands of feet high, heading towards Jebeldan.

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At dawn, Ming Ling was still slumped on the sofa, shaking the wine glass in his hand habitually, looking at the battle report in front of him without saying a word. This letter was written to him by Lars. It not only vividly described the battle last night. After that, he added details without realizing it, and told his own strategy. However, this strategy greatly conflicted with Rios's battle plan. It was basically a reversal of Rios's strategy, but it concealed the details of last night and Rios's battle plan. Old Boone turned over and ran away. The letter described more of his heroic killing of the enemy.

The text is so dense that it makes people cry. Looking at it now, Russ's plan seems so seamless and forward-looking.

Ming Ling said calmly: "Yoda, what do you think?"

Yoda stood behind Ming Ling and said firmly: "It deserves to be killed!"

"Kill who?"

"Rios. Three thousand knights and five gray ring wizards. Not only did they fail to capture Gus, but they were also killed by the Apocalypse Army. They retreated in defeat. It is useless for the master to keep him." The ghost is Yoda. Watching Ming Ling grow up, he has been with Ming Ling since he was born, so he naturally understands what Ming Ling is thinking. He said this, just to give Ming Ling a way to start.

Ming Ling smiled, put down the wine glass, and a ray of fire annihilated the battle report, "Yoda, you shouldn't be like this."

Yoda was silent. Rios was defeated, but it was not a capital crime. Moreover, Ming Ling needed manpower now, especially the leader of the mission. Rios was a rare general around Ming Ling. If he lost this time, Yoda Damn, it’s not Rios’ fault. His layout is correct. It seems to have cut off all paths for Gus to escape. But the blame is that he didn’t calculate the strength of the Apocalypse Legion. In fact, it’s not just Rios, but also himself. He didn't even understand how the Apocalypse Army could burst out such a huge combat power. He had very little information about the Apocalypse Army. He could only say that he had heard of these four words.

, but it was Ming Ling who had the intention to kill, so Yoda said it.

Ming Ling wanted to fight for power, and he never hid it from Yoda, nor did Yoda dissuade him. All he could do was help Ming Ling cultivate dead soldiers. When Ming Ling took action, he had a strong enough legion to mobilize, and he would be responsible for all of Ming Ling's decisions. , Yoda did not persuade or make suggestions. He just tried his best to complete all tasks. Over the years, he has never violated the will of the ghost.

"Please punish the master."

"It doesn't matter. Don't kill Rios first. Go ahead and kill the lord of Sawyer City. Go ahead."

"Yes."

Yoda answered, and his body gradually disappeared into the room. There was bitterness on Ming Ling's calm face. He had been forbearing for these years and never paid attention to the provocations of other princes, but he didn't expect that he would end up with Gus. The truth has been exposed. This time the troops are sent out, other brothers will get the news, but most of them will laugh at him. In their eyes, he is a waste.

The imperial power should not be his, and everything in the empire should not be his. The royal education at a young age made Ming Ling clearly know what he can touch and what he cannot touch. The elders and younger ones are arranged in an orderly manner. In the palace, , he only deserves to be bullied by his elder brother, because only in this way can he appear noble, and it seems that they are qualified to touch power, which highlights their supreme talents. Sometimes Ming Ling secretly hates himself for being cowardly, and has also complained that in He also cried bitterly under the quilt late at night. He was not to blame for all this. He was only born a few years later than them, and these were beyond his control, so he hated the man sitting at the highest place in the Massa Empire. He was the only one. , regardless of whether you ask or not, you will let yourself be like this.

Everyone understands the truth, and Ming Ling also knows what he should do. He goes to the palace to ask his aloof father for a remote fiefdom, bids farewell to the high wall, and spends the rest of his life patiently and leisurely. This way he can protect himself and stay away from the high wall. There was a fight after that, but Ming Ling didn't want to. He felt that he shouldn't be like this. He had his share in the things inside. He hadn't asked the man why he was like this?

You know the right path, but whether you will take it or not depends on personal choice.

There is no doubt that Ming Ling has gone astray, and is likely to go as far as hundreds of thousands of miles away. Once you take this path, there is no chance to turn back, and there is no way to go back and make a new choice.

Ming Ling stood up and stood in front of the window, staring at the shadow in the corner. There was a strong anger hidden under his deep eyes. When the shadow was swallowed up by the sunlight, it faded away.

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Gus headed north without stopping for a moment. Only when the gryphon beneath him whined due to fatigue would he land to recover his strength. However, he always stayed away from the city-state, and the uninhabited land was where Gus stayed most often.

When the gryphon fell for the fifth time, a giant city-state was hidden in the distance. Only its outline stood there, lying there as if it had existed forever.

Gus watched from a distance as the wild boar regained its strength while eating and picking. The griffon was swallowing the wild boar that Gus had caught in a useless mouth, breathing heavily. Along the way, it and Gus Already familiar.

Gus wasn't sure if Wraith had a back-up there.

Gus was very indifferent to the ghost. He knew that the ghost wanted to kill him, but he didn't bother to find out why. Gus roared and pulled the griffin towards Jebeldan.