After Becoming The Tyrant

When the sky is in the sky, the black butterflies are turning like a cloud, and sometimes the sun is high, the world is quickly switched between the bright and dark, and the ability of the eye has lost its role at this moment. Everyone can only kill with intuition. Time is confusing, and the past is stirred together today.

Knights wearing a legendary era of thick armor mix with knights wearing a delicate chain armor. Guardian Gofrey waves his famous shield ax, cutting a way forward for Roglan's Taishi; killing gun Taranto with blood trough and scorpion's strange long guns A sacred knight's head; the graphic Barcelon raised his own broad sword ...

The scene seen in the family castle murals were in front of them.

Everyone finally believed the ancient legends that were passed down.

Only this is the brave and unparalleled warrior to build an unprecedented mortal status on the land of the original monarch, hardening the earth.

The battlefield turned into a genuine "blood land". When the horse is running, every step is deeply joined into the mud that is stirred from blood and crushed. The infantry and the soldiers are trek between the dead bodies, and the blood is mixed into the river, and the blood is mixed between the sword collision.

Moer wiped the blood on his face and climbed out of the dead, he looked around the battlefield, found that sudden sacrifice knights did not start, some people have retired from the fearless state, start fear The land fled. The Soul Knight riding a horse is coming back in the battlefield, and the gods will hang a heavy armor, but the Mercedes is quickly ill, and the sacred army that is broken is trampled by their iron hooves.

The change of the sacred army is definitely related to the battlefield of the heavens, and Moore endorses the unwell of the world in black and white.

The golden blood splashes in the sky, and an angel has gathered wings, falling from the sky.

The black butterfly is like a bone, and then the fall of the angel is formed, forming a whirlpool to surround him. When the black butterflies were scattered again, the seriously injured angel had been torn into pieces, and the legend of the Holy Lord created these wings with the blood and his blood, when he died In addition to the heart of the Holy Lord, there is only the radiant rain.

In addition, the two wings have seen the fall of the companion, and the painful sorrow, the angel language is a pure sound wave, spreading a circle, directly stimulating the soul of the people. Moore's own bouncing, but never stopped the despair and sadness into their own mind.

In the soul of the Death Knight, the guardian Gofrene suddenly pops the two shields on the blood place, he took out a thick and majestic bone angle, blow up.

At that moment, the moment of surprise, the resonance that was triggered by the sorrow of the angel was dispersed. The angle is different from those who have ever heard in the past. When it was waved, when the horses were rampted, the soldiers only felt the air vibration, invisible, and the Buddha broomed from the earth, and the broken millennium broke the soul from the gap, Covered wings.

In the corner of the wings, the devil's weeks flooked in the wind and flow.

Under the siege of two blazing angels, the other angel was torn into a fragment, and the devil got a heavy cost. The angel's holy sword is more than his heart. At this time, on his back, there is a deep-visible blood-horn, the power of the holy sword remaining in the wound, and no obvious signs of expansion. On his left shoulder, the holy fire is stubbornly burned.

The opposite side of the devil, two sad angel burned a flame. He has realized that today's battle will pay the most tragic price, and then ignite his holy spirit at this time.

At the moment of the angel burning your own soul, in the sky, the magnificent holy song sounded again. The pure white rays are spread out, and the black clouds who have brought the previous chambers are disconnected, and the black butterflies around the sky are in the wind. One place in the wind.

Before the King's Bai Bone Throne, the blood drops down with the sword of the keel, and his own blood also has the blood of the enemy.

White is in front of the devil, from the middle, he fell firmly behind the king.

Seeing that the heavens and the earth will be blazing, the holy fire burning on the left shoulders suddenly extinguish, the holy sword left behind him, the wound that cannot be heabuked by the evil creature behind him, and it has healed it. The strong airflow is once again in the high altitude, and the Black Butter is once again swirls from the hormible clouds.

The clouds rapidly gathered in the sky in the king and the devil, black clouds as ink, black and white.

The king holds a white bone rod, and the silver helmet is pale. As opposed to this, the power of the devil is booming. At this moment, the king shifts his hand to this space!

- I give me everything to you, in this situation, you are king of Wang!

The devil did not look back, did not look at the king of this moment.

Before many years ago, I was destined to deliver the trusted monarch on the battlefield of the blood, gave him all the power of their authority, so that he was taking advantage of the king of Wang from being exiled. Before they killed, they once teamed up to stage a grand gamble.

That time, he gambling, he failed, so his monarch was swim from the swim from the sky.

The ancient, a language belonging to the wall of a west, describing the language of all sinful stories in this world, and fighting against heavy stacking. The devil holds the sword blade of the keel, the sword blade cuts his hand, and blood flows along the sword.

Wash the sword with a sword to drink blood.

The sky suddenly swallowed in the devil's blood, and the angel's rays were reversed by this sky. With the help of the king, the devil was born to born two blazing angels that burn the Holy Spirit.

- The will of the king is watching the war through the hands of the devil.

This is what the angels have never thought!

He did not think that there would be a madman in the world, and they have paid an absolutely heavy price for their own gambles for a thousand years ago. After thousands of years, they dare to do it again. The same thing is the same!

Just like this world, there is nothing worthy of them, it is worthy of fear, even if it is their blood!

The monarch above the throne, the devil of the sword.

They are opposite to each other, together, is the whole world.

Black butterfly hinges, the sound of thousands of wings comics into a evil funeral song from Hell's deepest, that is a funeral song for the gods and the old days.

In the funeral song, the devil holds the sword blade, rushing out, his speed is very fast, and it is gentle in front of him. He will make yourself for a knife, now this should go to cut off all the existence of dare to the throne - no matter what they are angel, or something else!