Chapter 841 (2/2)
A deafening roar burst from the throats of all the dwarf guards.
Looking at the dwarf soldiers who left with Igor, the recruits with some complex expressions got up slowly, and the hatred in their hearts when they were caught was suddenly reduced a lot.
”Captain, what shall we do next?”
”What are you doing... This is asking me?” Carl Colin turned his head and looked at the recruits thoughtfully. ”Don't you always have ideas? Why ask me this guy who is in the way?”
The recruits looked stiff and embarrassed to the extreme.
The demon hunter snorted coldly, ”we don't have to go anywhere, just stay here.”
”Stay here, but you didn't say that those corrupting demons will soon...”
”It's about to attack... Yes.” Carl Colin methodically untied the chain, put on the ”caster”, carried his half sword behind his shoulder, and packed up the few remaining equipment: ”how safe can it be outside?”
”The rebels have broken through the first gate, and the rest is only a matter of time; Igor... He will soon face the rebels and beware of the corrosive demons pouring out of various tunnels - the whole cloud peak will soon become a battlefield. We can't kill it in a scuffle or stop it.”
The recruits still don't understand.
”So... We have to do the last thing we can.” after packing up the last piece of equipment, Carl Colin slowly got up, calmly looked at the confused recruits and said in an understatement:
”We stay here until the real murderer behind the scenes appears, and then end the war in the way we can.”
The empty hall was quiet for five seconds.
Recruit... Martin Nilton stared at the demon hunter with wide eyes and was completely stunned.
”You, you mean...”
”We have to kill it, or be killed by it; if we can't kill it, we have to have an unlucky man find a way to go back alive and convey this information to Duke Bain or the heavenly palace... That's it.”
Carl Colin gave a meal, couldn't help but slightly cocked up his mouth and looked at this completely stupid younger generation with a bit of fun: ”why, are you afraid?”
”Absolutely not!” the recruit immediately retorted, and was about to jump up with excitement: ”I'm not afraid! I, I just, just...”
”Nervous?”
”No, no, absolutely not!”
”It doesn't matter... Whether you're nervous or afraid, no one will know.” Carl Colin patted him on the shoulder, his eyes still calm:
”If there is no accident, it should be impossible for us to leave here.”
The recruits nodded, still in a trance and at a loss.
Carl Colin looked at the recruit's face, shook his head and sighed, and did not continue to ”tease” him.
No matter how gifted, it's still just a rookie on the battlefield for the first time. It's normal to be afraid of tension; The first actual battle is to face the battlefield at this level. The enemies at this level... Don't pee on the spot, collapse into a pile of mud and wait to die. It's commendable courage.
But... I knew as early as joining the wings of the sky that this was the destiny of the demon hunter.
They are sentinels, beacon towers, and the front line in the face of void invasion.
Only in this way will the heavenly palace allow the Duke of Loren Turin to expand his influence unscrupulously, and make the church gnash its teeth and dare not interfere in Byrne's affairs.
What you can't do, can't do, dare not do... I'll do it.
That's it.
”I, I'm not afraid...” burying his head in his chest, the recruit... Martin Nilton whispered:
”I just waited for this day... Too long.”
Carl Colin looked back and looked at the recruits meaningfully; Looking at the tightly clenched hand, it was necessary to tighten the muscles to stop the trembling hand.
”Nelson, governor of Byrne's mansion... My father... Was beheaded by the Turin family; he deserved to kill so many innocent people... It was a lie to say he didn't hate the Duke, but I know he did nothing wrong.”
”But the culprit who really betrayed him and killed him... Is governor Byrne, the head of the damn heresy! In the eyes of this cult believer, father is like a dog, doing dirty work for him that he can't do!”
”My father thought he was loyal to an aristocrat who liked his ability, but he was wrong. He was badly wrong... Governor Byrne Gaspar, he was not only a pagan who did not believe in God, but also a running dog of evil gods who betrayed his ethnic group and compatriots, and even the world!”
”So I want revenge, not on Gaspar, not on the used pawns like my father... But on them, on them!” Martin Nilton, trembling on his shoulders, said with his head down:
”I want to put the pain, grievance, anger and patience I have experienced... Unreservedly, so that they can really feel it!”
”Let them know what they have done, not without cost!”
Carl Colin was silent for a moment, preparing to say something, but subconsciously turned his eyes to the door.
The vigilant recruits also quickly raised their heads, stared in the same direction in fear and tension, and pressed the hilt behind their shoulders with their right hand.
coming.
The void reaction, which is so powerful that it can't be concealed, is not at the same level as the ordinary corrosion devil; The footsteps are monotonous and pitiful, and some stagger... And there is only one.
There is no doubt that this must be
”Unexpectedly, I have two more guests.”
The old and tired voice came faintly with the figure gradually approaching you: ”why didn't you escape from this palace that was about to be destroyed like other cowards?”
”Of course it's because...”
Before the excited recruits had time to finish, Carl Colin grabbed his collar behind him, and immediately pressed his right hand on the hilt behind his shoulder.
At the moment of seeing the figure, the stunned demon hunter was as incredible as being struck by lightning.
The tired and aging voice did not come from the figure - because the bloody figure was completely empty with its neck up.
The sound... Came from his hand, to be exact, from the head ”carried” in his hand and soaked in dark red.
Aging and tired cheeks, stained with plasma; Under the gray hair and beard, there was a ferocious and frightened face on the verge of death.
Slowly adjusting his breath, Carl Colin looked at the figure coming towards him and said in a slightly trembling voice:
”You... Are the... Predecessor of Yunling Kingdom...”
”... Your Majesty the supreme king?”