After Becoming The Tyrant
Chapter 165 of the Soul Return
The Bryi, which is slammed from the chaos, by the amazing perseverance, trying to save the battle that gradually dumped. But when they overcome the trap and the corpse of the comrades, they rushed into the Luogellan step array, and found that the infantry that came down to the knight played a powerful force in this time.
They have formed a tough city wall with a long contradictory and a strict cloth.
Rodon is a defense line consisting of Taiban and infantry, and the Bryi, the Bryi, which feels that he is like attacking the swamp, and can only sink a little bit.
"God is the warrior for His glory."
The air is shocked, and a sound from the sky is in the ear of everyone.
The knights of Buri West saw the faint golden rays. At the place of Jin Guang, everyone of each sacred army felt a warm soul that had never had their own - just like the Water of the Virgin to the holy spring on each person.
Brave, tough, fearless ...
The beautiful quality of all Knights has been added to them at this moment. In the golden light, every sacred army is how timid, how wolf, how is the majestic and sacred, just like the warriors who truly fight for God, for God!
The three-wheeled sun rose in the camp of the sacred army, is not comparable to the glory.
As a 217th AD, Wang Key, who was heroked to the Sheng Ting, and then the benevolent god broke his army, he sent His army. The angels dressed in armor, put the brightness of the Holy Spirit, and the sacred military as a thousand years ago by the priest to draw a cross of the Cross in the chest.
Three angels launched wings in the air.
"God bless me, etc.! Wins!"
In the middle of the army, the pastor hifts the cross in his hand.
His voice wrapped a powerful force sweeping, such as the church's twilight at sunset, heavily rings, the world is brilliant, such as the gods come.
If these sacred Forces, this glory is to save their light of the Holy Spirit, so this is the darkness of the dead land. Three angels launched a wing in the sky, whitening glory came from their wings, His tall sky, under an angel, the mortal is an ant!
The antity should be erased, which is crushed into a dust.
The Moore held by the shield is in the field, the droplets of the big droplets are rolled down from his forehead, falling into the earth and mud. He is a few people who know the truly cause of the Duke of Buckingham. Before this, he thought about it, what kind of power can be burdened to ashes the imperial lion like Duke.
Now he knows.
In the face of terrible power, even stand up with powerful pressure. If it is not a will support him, he has already kneelted on the ground and killing. It is possible to block the Knight Champion, only a small number of people, such as Moore, is hard to support, and there is no longer to move.
What? Why is the mortal?
Why are their victory to be erased in this way?
Moore wants to roar, want to break the big, and the resembled unsuccessful comes into an angry flame. Their victory is the fearless exchange of sacrifices and death without the fear of death and death! Can you wipe this?
"stand up."
At the moment of the wings of the angel, Moore almost couldn't support it, kneeling in the ground, just in this time, I was cold and majestic. Originally pressed on him as mountain-like gravity was repelled in that sound, there was another power to pull him from the ground.
"Here is Rodon."
The sun's rays pass through the trees of the tilting highlands, being separated, the smoke of the firefield is glowing between the light column. Since sunshine, shadow and war, a throne rose from the earth, it is a throne of thinking, exceeding all artists.
A throne made from a number of uncomfortable bones.
It appears in the moment of the earth, the original sunny sky is instantly windy, the wind whistling, the forest sent a mountain inverted sea, just like this Rodon's land is cheering, dance, to meet the debut The monarch!
The king sits above the bones.
He wore a silver armor, the cold armor erased all the soft lines. He is a monarch born in bloody and battlefield, and is destined to command the thousands of people from the world. He holds a white bones that have never seen before, majestic is like holding the most high power in this world.
"Luogelang's people don't need to kneel any gods!"
The three angels in the king and the suspension sky are relatively, and the helmet has an angry and dripping between his eyebrows.
At the moment, the moment of spreading to the Rodon camp is like a tide. The soldiers who were originally caused by angels, only the sound of the sound is like a stuff, resonating their hearts, the blood rushed in the blood vessel, the courage and strength returned to their body.
"War!"
Moore rushed from the ground, he raised the shield and long gun in his hands, and roaring in hysteria.
Don't bow, don't dump, don't fight!
Because this is the freeland of Rodon!
They are the people of Rodon! They stand on the earth on the earth!
The devil stands on the ground, he hides in the shadow of the forest, looking at the monarch in the sky, suddenly smiling silently. This is what he is obsessed with ... When you have no situation, it is deciding as the enemy! The most distinguished soul is born on the most small race, and then burst out of incomparable brilliance.
His Majesty will come to the throne, Jun is in the world!
The black fog is filled in the forest, and the devil pulls out the kegmia sword in the black umbrella and inserts the ground. The door of a purgatory rose slowly.
"It's you."
In the sky, the sky is printed in the face of the mortal monarch, such as the mirror-like pupil. The millennium dust seal did not make them forgotten - the opposite, all the memories of all the memories were always clear as yesterday. As an angel, the dignity as a godman was first trampled in a place.
"You this is a crime of god!"
The blazing angel pulled out the fire sword and pointed to the king of the throne.
The king looked at an angry three blazing angels in the cold, he raised the white bones.
"I will return to the name of the monarch, and the command of the soul is returned, and fight for Rodiang!"
In the forest, the door of the purgatory that was summoned by the devil suddenly opened. The wind roaring, in the wind, the war horse.
Rodon's soldiers looked up in the wind. I saw a huge army rolling with gray clouds from them. This is a horrible and cold scene, but as those who ride the horse, the Rodge's camp suddenly sent a shouting of the world.
All participating Rodlan knights, they saw -
The family leads a proud ancestor! !
Luolin family first knight, guardian Gofrere!
The first knight of the Will family, the gun Taranto!
The first Knight of the Moore family, Barcelo in the graphics!
The first Knight of the Royal family ...
......
One, the knight who returned from hell appeared in the battlefield, is a knight who is familiar with Rogren! They are the knights who followed the first monarch of Roglan in the earth to build a great Roglan Empire! They are the most glorious followers of the rose family!
Their portraits are hung on the promenade of the family castle. Everyone starts at the moment of birth. His memory is destined to be related to the ancestors of the family. His parents will point to the ancestors' portraits to tell the past. History and glory have been passed down in generation.
The reason why the nobles are the nobles, because they have the heroic ancestors!
The nobles are the nobles, because they must prove that their last name is well-deserved!
Another very extraordinary knight appeared in front of the Rodon soldiers, they have already turned into the sword in their hands in their high-tech.
"War!"
They shouted loudly.
They used their lives as life.
After a thousand years, the soul returned, they still did not change.
Battle for Rodlang in his life, and after you die!
"War!"
Another Rodge Bridge soldier cleared the weapons in his hand, they were tears.
Who also takes place to do what angel, what is the Holy Lord? Their monarch, their ancestors, say they are not wrong, the sinfulness of the God is just a paper empty talk!
War for Rodon!
The scepter of the king points to the sacred army of the angel.
"kill!"
The Rodon Army led by the soul greeted the sacred army that was plated with the bright bronze statue. The sword is smashed, everyone will not die.
The sky above the sky.
The black butterfly gathers around the king, open the genk of the purgatory, complete the devil from the first task. He stood on the side of the king, putting the keptlands, and smiling the king toward the king slightly, "fortunately, he is, Your Majesty."
"The king of mortal signed a contract with the devil."
Low sinking sounds, three blazing angels did not see what happened on the ground. He looked coldly at the throne of the suspension sky.
The devil stands on the side of the monarch, and they add up, it is a new era.
A new era belonging to a madman!
The angels hold the sword, the red fire is in the sky, such as waves flip, space distorted. He knew that this is terrible for the contractor. After returning, there is no more arrogant, from the beginning, it is going to take our strength.
King's ice blue pupil is printed with a familiar fire sea.
"Kill them."
He ordered.
The smile of the devil lip is enlarged, he is happy.