The Demon King Who Lost His Job

Milius didn’t have the slightest reservation, he used his strongest sword skill, "Meteor Fall".

This sword is the essence of Milius's years of hard training. All power is concentrated in one point. It is a sword that must kill!

Milius' inheritance of sword skills and an old knight commander of a certain knight order gathered their strength at the top.

The destructive power of the assassination was not impossible even if it was tearing the stars!

Milius slayed in front of Grand Duke Ofre, the golden sage vindictiveness gathered on the blade, a phone call appeared faintly, and a desperate sword was suddenly stabbed!

With a scream of surprise, the pendant on his neck suddenly burst into blazing light, and suddenly a three-layer magic shield was formed in front of him.

This pendant is not ordinary, but a gift from the Four Swordsman to Grand Duke Ofre. It is an ultra-rare Rubik's Cube defense prop!

This magic defensive item comes from the mysterious chaotic sea area. It is said to be able to easily defend against the attacks of the holy rank powerhouses. Even the profound magic can defend against it, which is extremely rare.

However, these three-layer magic shields were destroyed two layers in succession in front of Milius' Meteor Fall!

As for the last layer, cracks gradually formed under the continuous impact of the Milius Sword!

"No...no!" Grand Duke Ofre looked at the shattering magic shield, twisting his expression together in horror.

Gabriel next to him was also in a panic and speechless, and he hid in the back, not wanting to be drawn in, and passed out with his eyelids.

The fighting spirit violently hit the barrier, and the last layer of magic shield was stabbed into a gap by Milius. The rapier in his hand slowly pierced into the restricted area, and the tip of the sword slowly pierced into Grand Duke Ofre's chest.

"Go to hell! Dog stuff!!!" Milius was full of anger, and was about to succeed, piercing Offrey's heart!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"It hurts to despair!

At this moment, the Four Sword Saints rushed up, the gem swords were swung out, and Milius' body was cut into four sections from behind!

The complete Milius instantly turned into a gangster with no arms and legs, blood splattered, and the picture became horrible!

"Uh……"

Milius fell in mid-air, his eyes distracted, his body no longer obeyed, his saber slowly spinning in front of him

That was after becoming the Thorns Knight with Winifred...

A few years ago, the mansion of the Eleventh Knight.

"Hey! Winifred, let's go to the dinner party of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce in the evening?" Milius said in a frivolous tone, leaning against the door. Welcome to us~"

"No, I won't go." Winifred was holding a quill, what was writing on the desk in a hurry?

"Is there any mistake? This is an opportunity for us to contact big people. Don't be so wasteful." Milliuston paused and touched his chin to continue, "And we can use this to increase our prestige, like me. The handsome, powerful men are very popular among the group of women. Maybe you can meet the noble ladies who have a soft voice and faint at every turn~"

"It's amazing, I can't." Winifred responded indifferently, seemingly without feeling.

"Tsk!" Milius felt a little dissatisfied, and asked seriously, "Where are you busy?"

"To write a reply to the children in the orphanage, you must reply seriously." Winifred replied.

"How many?"

"Almost 1000 letters..."

Milius shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead and wanted to reply to 1,000 letters written by a kid. This is a lot of work. "Don't do these boring things. Come to the party and have fun with me."

"Forget it, I won't have any admission fee." Winifred gave a wry smile.

"Huh?" Milius frowned. "The Knight of Thorns is paid a lot. Where's your money?"

"Do you still have to ask? They are all donated to the orphanage, I only leave the necessary expenses." Winifred answered neither humble nor humble.

"Are you a fool..." Milius muttered complicatedly, unable to understand his friend.

"That's right." Winifred thought of something and raised his head and said, "You mentioned in the dean's letter. It is the pride of the orphanage to praise you for your promise. Although she always got into trouble when she was a child, she saw I am sincerely happy for your achievements today."

"Uh..." Milius furrowed his brows and complained with a dark face. "I am annoying that old nun the most, she always beats me, and now I am proud of me. It's ridiculous..."

"Don't say that, the dean is serious, she said in her heart that there is a chance that you can visit the orphanage..." Winifred smiled a little.

"After all, I don't want to go back at all, and I have long since disconnected from the orphanage. Why do you care about me so much now?" Milius said dissatisfiedly.

"The donation is in the same name of you and me. It is together." Winifred thought for a while and continued, "Presumably the dean will be touched by your name?"

"Why are you doing such a boring thing?" Milius looked uncomfortable.

"You are a person who is not good at expressing yourself. If no one helps you explain, I am afraid that people will always be misunderstood." Winifred looked at Milius and asked tentatively, "How? So you treat the orphan There is no resentment in the courtyard, right?"

"What a joke!" Milius turned and left without looking back.

Winifred was taken aback, did not say anything, but continued to reply to the letter from the orphanage.

After a while, a money bag slammed on Winifred’s desk, and Milius’ voice came from outside the door.

"Donate to the orphanage and count me as one."

"I hate owing favor..."

Looking at Milius who had been chopped into several pieces in front of him, Grand Duke Ofre breathed a sigh of relief, his face a little slow.

I saw Milius's gaze condensed, and he even bit the fallen sword hilt with his teeth. With the strength of his waist, he whirled in midair and cut out the last sword!Cleave to Grand Duke Ofre!

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Grand Duke Ofre's blood rushed out, and it seemed that it was inevitable!

The Four Sword Saints behind the elements were all dumbfounded, and their hearts trembled uncontrollably!

Unexpectedly, Milius' obsession was so strong!Simply a lunatic!!

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Chapter 16: Monthly Ticket Plus

A broken arm flew out and fell to the ground in circles, followed by a scream

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Grand Duke Ofre clutched his broken arm, and red blood spurted out from the fracture.

The huge amount of bleeding shocked the people who saw it, and it stained the surrounding walls red.

Offrey's face was pale and shaky, and finally fell to the ground, fainting.

Milius fell to the ground after the final blow, motionless, apparently having lost all his life and dead.

He had tried his best, but because the situation just now was too bad, he only severed Offrey's arm and failed to achieve fatal damage, which is a pity.

Milius had already known his end, but it was a pity that he didn't take Grand Duke Ofre away.

The scene is in a mess, the battled locations seem to have been swept away by Warcraft

The Four Elemental Swordmaster stood in place, staring at Milius' corpse in a daze, all stunned by the obsession just now.

If this man is not a lunatic, then it would have been too hard just now, which makes people feel deep fear...

His body was cut to pieces, and he was able to bite his saber with his teeth to make the final blow!?

This powerful fighting will made the Four Sword Saints speechless, and a feeling of admiration was born in his heart.

Gabriel, who had been hiding in the corner, walked out and helped Grand Duke Ofre who had fainted with his broken arm.

"My lord! My lord! Wake up!"

"Come on! Come on! Find a priest here!"

Gabriel rushed out and asked someone to come and help him quickly. Grand Duke Ofre was getting older. Does the ghost know if he was seriously injured and died?!

The Sword Saint of Wind closed his eyes, shoved the gem sword into its sheath, and said lightly, "This man is not simple, he is stronger than the previous knight with the magic book."

The Sword Saint of the Earth nodded and said, "Yes, except for being too young, I don't think this man has too many shortcomings. The amazing speed just now made me feel a little caught off guard. If I meet alone, I feel that I have to be serious. stand up."

"More than that, you are all too one-sided, and the sword skills demonstrated by this thorn knight just now are also extraordinary..." The Sword Saint of Water walked to Grand Duke Ofre's side and pulled down the pendant from his neck to the others. Look, "This rare magical defense item has been broken. Can you understand the power that this knight demonstrated just now?"

The Sword Master of Wind and the Sword Master of Earth did not speak, and they were obviously a little surprised.

However, the grumpy Fire Sword Saint did not agree, and said lightly, "Isn't it just broken? What's the big deal?"

"This thing is the thing of the ruler of the chaotic sea. According to legend, this may be a very small part of a certain artifact. Although it is not complete, it can show one ten millionth of the power of the artifact. Now this thing It’s completely scrapped, can’t you understand the power displayed by this man just now?” The Sword Saint of Water was more sensible and continued to analyze, “Even if we are, we must go all out to defeat the defense of the artifact fragments, but this young man It can also be done. It shows that his talent is very high. If he continues to practice, maybe one day he can surpass the holy rank and reach that mysterious level..."

"What's a joke, we have worked hard for a hundred years without breaking out of the shackles of the holy rank, this dead man can do it?!" The Fire Sword Saint's tone was dissatisfied.

"You have to know, everyone shows different talents at the beginning, this is normal." Water Sword Saint replied.

"Hmph, it's useless to say more, the other party is already dead." The Fire Sword Saint stepped forward and raised the crimson gem sword, suddenly a flame ignited on the blade, "Let him turn to ashes, contempt We are not worthy of leaving the whole body!"

"Wait." The Sword Saint of Wind stepped forward to stop his companion, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said meaningfully.

"This young knight is an admirable enemy."

"The practice of humiliating a corpse is too despicable."

"The last sword skill shown is worth burying him..."

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