After Becoming The Tyrant

Lingxia's north wind whispedly in the St. West Cathedral.

The wind is mixed with such a strong bloody, combined with the arc knife in the hands of the king, the new king party realized that the private soldiers belonging to Grass, Gregs were in the next.

The king is not dead!

He suddenly killed in this story!

After the New Wang Party's big aristocrat wake up, the Duke of Bucking Han was a dog blood head in the bottom of the heart.

No wonder this old guy is willing to return but die, and it will not be willing to hand in the Rose Rose. Duke of Platinum That is to delay the time for the king.

damn it! The Duke of Platinum will definitely have already contacted the king. He is waiting to join hands with the king to stage this place! Holy Lord! This is the old bones of the hell!

Da da da.

The horse stepped into the red carpet into the middle of the St. West Cathedral.

The plane composition of the entire St. Tiez Cathedral is like a flat cross. At this time, the red carpet is launched along the long middle axis of the central hall, and the inner hall where everyone is in the larvary consisting of two arcade. The white marble column extends straight upward, and the embossed embossed in the column describes the story of the song of the saints.

The king passed through the stone columns on both sides.

When building this church, the top of the ribbed is used. The top of each adjacent column is formed vertically vertically, the curved long-distance leaned to the oblique angle, far from the style of a certain sacred organism. Ribs. The sun will fall through the top of the waves, and there is a five-color color, just like the glow of the Holy Spirit.

Those brilliance fell on the king.

As the war horses do not move forward, people see those beautiful light and shadow to change their fantasy, his cloak, his silver hair.

The neighbor of the nephew of the Hall, the new king of the new king, the new king, the nobility in front of the front, did not have a good fight before the ceremony, but the king sword and the Duke of Bucking Han Dynasty were two concepts!

What's more, the strong bloody smell in the air has indicated -

Their determination has nothing to do, and the king will play a punishment of the butcher of the traitor.

Of course, the reason why the new kings did not dare to act rashly and followed the soldiers who appeared in the gate of the church.

The new Wang Party has created a huge doubts - why the Angell soldiers who have never been related to the royal family will follow the kings?

Today, those barbaric guys who have seen ghosts have come up from the horse, and one will have the arrow on the bow. Such a near distance, such a narrow space, as long as someone dares to act rash, it will be shot into a hedgehog.

Everyone can only look at the king approaches.

When the horse has passed from the front, the aristocrats standing at the front end can clearly see that blood is dropped from the king's cloak.

The devil is right.

If he is a king, it is fixed as a robe.

"I am very happy."

The king is sitting on the horse, pulling the reins in one hand, and puts the arc knife of the blood in one hand. Under the king of the king, the eyes of the ice blue slightly, and he glared in the high platform to the Purple Robe.

At this moment, in the case, people were in front of the king in front of the king, and the Grand Congress in Wang Rong was only like a funny clown.

The young king is more fearful.

The king has a very familiar aristocrats on the king.

The William II has been invincible, and the shadow of the war has passed through the ten years of light to his son. For a time, the figure of William II was overlapping the young king that brought blood into the church. The crazy blood of the ancient Rose family issued its terrible roar at this moment.

"You have prepared such a grand welcome ceremony for me."

The king is still looking at Grass Master, but also slightly, the lip line is rising, and the new Wang Party has revealed a kind of cold smile.

"Maybe I should return, your loyalty?"

Reporting loyalty? How is a reward?

Does the archers in the door of the church doors send a hair to their head?

The people who have a weak father in the New Bang also can't hold it, and the body is soft and the body is slid.

More people pale face will pin up the last hope on the Grand Gusong on the high platform.

The middle hall is narrow, but it is just a narrow, and the horse will arrive quickly from the high platform.

"Mr. Edge! Mr. Edge!"

Grace Congress is afraid to look at the coach of the Pope appraisal. He couldn't understand what happened. Why did his aid did not arrive, but the king covered with a terrible Angel army surrounded St. West Cathedral. But it is very clear.

According to the practice of the rose family, the challenger peeking the throne will will die by the king!

This is bloody, old, rose family's practice.

The Rose family who dominated the Rodown Empire so many years has many practices with the legendary era, which is the case to the throne, it is the most crazy royal family in all countries.

Charactering the enemy of the king's own dignity, can only die by the king! In the death of bleeding, the king passed this move to everyone.

He will defense to defend his throne.

Grandfather, Grandfather, Saimd, John, was once competed with the mad king, and finally failed, and was cut down his head by a knife of the mad king. The John of Samad - is also the father of Glhers, the Duke of Bendel was taken in the south of the empire, until the mother of William II's mother was returned to the right center stage.

The fate of the royal family seems to be an ancient reincarnation.

The thing that happened to Grand's grandfather in Grass, today will also come to Grand Master.

"The name of the empty rose is not the blood of the rose."

The Duke of Platinum is very close to the Gaotai. He clearly saw the scene of the bishop praying for the Junsian Congress. He has always looked down on this brother of the same mother. Today, this contempt is in the proud mood.

He proud of his nephew.

The bishop of the armover also looked at the king of returning to death, and his mind was a lot of ideas in his mind.

Didn't use the Glice, he is not a vowed to guarantee that Purland is dead? ! Born!

If he is more likely to live in Grace, he will continue to continue. But he can't make this idea too strong, otherwise there will be the majesty of the Santing, and the inheritance of Rodlang's throne will have attracted strong warnings in the king rooms!

There is a slight cough behind the black.

The bishop of the armover understands that he is reminding that he can't let the pope of the people.

"The Holy Lord, the child of the saints."

As a leader of the Pope's special envoy, he made himself a smile of joy, slowly retreat, and let the space.

This sentence directly cut off the last hope of Grass University. He did not dare to pay back, and he cleared his position.

"Who is willing to give us a sword?"

The king has embarked on the ladder of the high platform. He smiled and asked everyone.

His boots stepped on a red carpet to go step by step, and the footsteps were like the death of death. His scarlet cloak is plagged to the ground, and people have the illusion of the blood to dye.

No one dares to do anyone.

They have lowned, avoiding the eyes of Grass, the nervous horror atmosphere is filled in this sacred church.

"Is there a person?" The king said, "My poor Grass Uncle, your hand looks just a group of uncomfortable cowards ... then ..."

He suddenly improved tone.

"My dear uncle, willing to ask your sword, lend this poor trip?"

It is also uncle, the tone of the king shows his joy.

"If this is your command, Your Majesty."

Duke of Platinum said softly, he understood his own meaning. Today is the moment of killing the threshold and lifting the thief. He wants everyone to see his enemies in front of him. Duke of Bucking Ham put his long sword on the high platform.

"Then."

Grace is a big shock, and it will take a step backwards.

The Duke of Platinum Obviously won't borrow the sword to Gliose, when the sword is thrown, it is like a sharp lightning.

The long sword nails into the sacred high platform, never the handle.

"Pull it, Mr.."

The king is too lazy to call his uncle. He embarked on the last step, and the cold wind blowing his cloak hunting.

Grace Dagong felt that he was as if he returned to the teenager. He was thrown away from the boat by the Duke of Platinum. Like a teach people hate the bone marrow!

Grand Mado, this is the last chance.

Either death, either king!

He calm down, smiled, leaned over, holding the sword handle, one power, the long sword was drawn by him.

To make a reason, there should be a midist of a duel. However, the king did not wait for the referee, and Grass Conggong had roared, and the sword was swept away toward the king. As far as martial arts, he is not so bad. At this time, there is still a stronger momentum.

Under the high platform, the aristocrats who witnessed this scene even are the new king, and they can't help but send a snoring.

Grand Principles of Gregs, the initiative of the attack is undoubtedly in violation of the spirit of the duel, and the knight's style of the knight who is usually revealed. However, Glice's grandfather is actually such a guy. Can you count on assassination, how much is the people who rely on the Holy See who got the throne?

clang--

Under the nervous gaze of the Kingwang Party, Grand's sword collided with the king's arc knife.

Mars slammed from the place where the sword collided, indicating that this hitting parties are going to go straight to life.

The sword friction sounded with a current slide over the top of each aristocrat, and their breathing became rushing. Duel, bloody ... this is what it flows in the rider bones.

You must know that the knight is born for the war!

At this moment, even those who were originally resentful, they were excited by this unspeakable duel, they burst, and they screamed for the most exclusive duel for the participants.

"Kill! Kill! Cry him!"

People smashed, and they couldn't pay off.

Sound like a mad.

"one thing……"

The arc knife is stalemate with the long sword, and the king and the Grand Magong of Grass are near to hear the opponent's wheezing. The king opens only the sound of the two sides.

"... In fact, I didn't plan to make who as a referee."

He finished, and smiled coldly.

I just want to suddenly attacked the Glice Congress that occupies the wind, just like a poisonous snake slipped over his own ridge.

What does he mean? What didn't plan to make a referee?

However, Grass Master has not thought about this sentence.

The sword is only in an instant, and the cloudless laughter is still in the ear, the two sides have been separated.

Juvenile king's arc knife bended in the same month He is facing a person who can swing the sword in the old cavalry, and this high platform has become his stage. This grand performance protagonist is destined to have only one person, he is not to come to duel, he is coming to crush your own enemies!

The leader of the heavy cavalry in Juurun once teached the sword of the king of the king, and only the sword was wrapped around the toxic spider.

The person who came to the king's sword was buried in the mud. This time no exception.

The aristocrats originally thought that they seemed to be a battle of enemies, but they evolved into a slaughter.

Grandfather Gray is supported by the king of the knife, such as the net.

People wearing armor are Grand Master, but he daresten to launch a counterattack. Because the king is just a madman, the king of madness did not wear a heavy armor, all the body flaws, so the king did not take his own key. The king is only constantly swinging, as long as there is no one knife, the big throat of Grand Congolong will be cut neatly.

Grandfather in Grace clearly felt the ice on the knife.

The ice hill teach him to tremble.

How can people like a madman who caught up his death? !

Grace retreats steps behind Grands.

The king scarlet cloak flew, and the owner of the stage was only one of him until eventually. He waved his sword, and Glice is not worthy of his opponent at all. The big public is just the embarrassment of his knife, and he has no choice but to perform this life-based performance with the king.

The voice gradually went down.

The aristocrats faintly felt something that made them cold and chestnut, they read the meaning of the king to carry out this duel.

- This is deterrent! He is more than just to kill Grass Master, but also to put the knife in front of them, say, look at his sharp sharpness, is there anyone wants to do the second knife?

In silence, someone suddenly started to take the palm.

It is the Duke of Buckingham.

He watched his nephew, and he felt that the burden of the shoulder has finally unloaded. So he was pleased to applaud the king.

Pudeman, the palainer of the Tie Rose, the aristocrats were woke up by the applause of the Duke of Buckingham. Although it is loyal to follow the Duke of Bucking Han to guard the throne, at this time they still have joy for their own gamble!

The king returned!

They win!

They shouted, and the madness was reunited again.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the shouts of the Queen's aristocrats, Grass Dagong was finally dragged down by his heavy armor. He had already supported enough for a long time. At this time, the hand was sagged, the long sword was slow.

The king must be the world's calm hunter.

He grabbed this slightly forthright opportunity.

The arc knife brushed a thin and beautiful cold light in the air.

The battle is over.

A fluffy and blood splashes to the air, all the sound is abrupt.

The sword of the Duke of Platinum fell to the ground, and Grass University fell to the ground. He reached his hand and wanted to cover his throat. But life quickly sent from his body, and cold came to him. He smashed his eyes, poured on the red carpet, and only one step away from the chair of the gorgeous condition.

Blood extracted from his throat flooded the base pad of the throne.

Seeing the scene of Grass University, the bishop sighed in the heart.

But didn't wait for him to sigh, the arc knife suddenly turned to him.

Cool is not close to the knife, the cold is close to the cold, and the coach of the armover will retreat a big step backwards, and some of them directly hit the black monk with his black.

More fearful than him is the Bishop of St. West, because the knife is actually coming.

The big bishop exclaimed, the brain blank.

Metal collision sound.

The Bishop of St. West is only a light in his hand, it was originally placed on the velvet tray by the king sword to half an air.

The brand new gorgeous crown is in the air, and the king is in the arm, and the arc knife will be out.

The cold moon fludt out in the air, the fallen golden crown was composed of two halves by the king.

The new king, who was smashed into two halves, rushed to the ground, roll up from the high ceremony, dropped to the cold and hard marble ground below. In the crisp metal sound, the two half of the crown bounced high, and finally fell.

The eyes of the big aristocrats move with the two half of the crown.

In the end, they lying on the ground moving.

Death is a common silence.

The king stands straight on the high stage, behind the throne of the emblem. He slowly pushed the knife, and he hindly overlook everyone.

The new king also felt that he was also smashed by a knife, and they didn't have a color, holding the hand of the weapon slightly shaking slightly.

"how?"

Silent, the sound of the king is so clear.

"All, forgot your cheers?"