The town of Brindy in the darkness has completely turned into a sea of fire at this moment.

The horses neighed and banged frantically against the fence in front of them, trying to escape the place. But the next moment, the shining thunder rushed straight into it, and turned the whole stable upside down, scattering the stumps and burning bits of fire in all directions, bringing with it a scorched black smell. Jenn lowered his head and looked at the half of his body that had fallen in front of him, the once sturdy body had now been torn and scorched, and turned into pitch black, while the barely preserved head opened its mouth and stayed at the moment of screaming, as if its soul was still wailing.

"If I sprinkled a little salt, I'm afraid it would taste better, but unfortunately I don't know how to make horse meat........."

As he said to himself, Jenn raised his head and looked at the old man standing at the gate in front of him, fully armed, holding a sword and shield, glaring angrily at him.

"That's life, old man......... There are surprises every day, and they don't always go as expected, but the imperfection is perfect........."

"You damn demon!!"

Staring at the black-robed mage with a silver-white mask in front of him, the old man's eyes were shattered, and he raised his weapon, and his whole person was as sharp as the unsheathed long sword in his hand.

"I won't let you hurt my family! You wicked things of darkness will always wail under the judgment of righteousness!! Even if you fight for my life, I will never let you hurt my family a hair!! ”

"Courage is commendable."

Facing the long sword in the old knight's hand, Jenn raised his eyebrows, and then he gently turned the staff in his hand.

"So as a tribute to your courage..............."

Said here. Jenn sneered and stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers slightly.

"Boom!!"

The next moment. Dark red flames of negative energy erupted on the ground, completely enveloping the old knight in it. And the poor old man didn't even have time to do anything more. Screaming and rolling to the ground. The icy flames of death poured mercilessly through the cracks in the armor, burning flesh and entrails, and heart-rending screams echoed over the manor like the last wails of ghosts.

"Grandpa............!!"

The door to the manor suddenly opened, and a child ran out of it, crying, and ran towards the old man, who was surrounded by flames. He fell to his knees beside the old man, choking and unable to say anything--but the next moment, the sword stretched out from the icy flames mercilessly pierced the chest of the child in front of him. The old knight rose from the flames again, and now he was no longer old under the helmet, replaced by a white and flawless skull, and in the black hole of his eyes, shimmering with the brilliance of cold and piercing negative energy. He just let out a beast-like roar, piercing his grandson's chest with force, and the next moment flames erupted from the old knight's sword, enveloping the struggling and writhing body in it.

"I'll leave it to you, Your Excellency."

Jenn bent down exaggeratedly. He bowed to the other party.

"I think your family is also willing to die under your sword and return to you in a new way, then, I still have a problem. Farewell. ”

After watching the knight, whose body was burning in icy flames, split open the gate and rush into his home, he heard the screams and cries coming from inside. Jenn reached out and pulled the hood above his head. Then he turned and left.

Behind him, the town in front of him was completely plunged into an endless sea of fire.

"Meaningless."

Sofina opened her mouth. With a sound like a crisp dragon roar, the roaring torrent of flames destroyed the last barrier of the garrison. And those militiamen, who had usually dealt with goblins and gnomes and other monsters, were now sitting on the ground with pale faces, trembling at the three-story dragon in front of them, with a bright red body. They didn't even think to resist, and at the same time that Sofina revealed her true body, her incomparable dragon might had completely crushed the spirit and will of these people, just standing here and staring at the behemoth in front of them, it made them feel as if everything between heaven and earth was rapidly moving away from them, and the deafening screams and absolute fear took over their brains and hearts, forcing them to realize once again how small and worthless human beings are in this world, from soul to body. They feel that they are the smallest piece of gravel in heaven and earth, and at this moment, the qiē they are fighting for, the future they have longed for, and the past they are talking about excitedly are all meaningless, just like themselves.

These militiamen did not resist in the slightest, they just crawled in the shadow of Sofina, shivering, crying bitterly, for their own incompetence and cowardice, for their own insignificance and unbearable, and some even cried and cried and swallowed their last breath, but this qiē was unmoved for Sofina, she just looked down at these low-level bed bugs indifferently, as if she was looking at a group of cockroaches, as she herself said, this qiē was meaningless.

Their death will not make the world any worse, and their lives will not be better for the world.

Hearing Sofina talk to herself, Elise glanced back at her, then reached out, and soon the blood formed in Elise's hand, turning into a sharp blade of blood, piercing the people kneeling on the ground in front of her. Then she raised her right hand again and made a gesture, and soon, those who were howling suddenly became weak, their bodies began to dry up like a leaky ball, and the blood flowed out of it quickly, as if it was invisibly attracted by something and condensed in Elise's palm, and then she held the ball tightly and muttered to herself, and the next moment, Elise raised her hands, and the blood ball in her hand flew into the air like this, and burst with a "bang", and then the stinky blood rain scattered down, Envelop the entire town in a poisonous fog of evil corruption and death.

"At least for the owner and me, it's a pleasure."

Satisfied, he watched a man stumble out of the cellar where he was hiding, then clutched his neck and fell to the ground flipping and twisting, and then died. Elise shrugged her shoulders and spoke to the red dragon princess beside her. After the anxiety of the previous few nights had been exhausted in this killing, she had finally regained her calm, at least it made Elise feel better watching these cursed, evil and filthy humans die.

"It's very dangerous to indulge in pleasure."

Hearing Elise's answer, Sofina snorted, spewed out a ball of flames, and spoke.

"Pleasure is not a sin in itself, Sofina."

And at this time, Jenn had also stepped out of the shadows and came to the side of the two. He first reached out and stroked the silver mask on his face before smiling.

"The righteous paladins are equally overwhelmed in the joy of contentment after slaying demons, and the soldiers rejoice in the slaughter of the barbarians who invade their homeland, and what we do is no different from theirs. It's just that the difference is that they are human and we are not, so just as they will be happy to see that there is one less existence that threatens their home when they kill a goblin, we will also be happy to see that there are fewer obstacles in front of us, so there is no need to think so much, think about our position, think about our position, yes, this qiē is taken for granted. Everyone drinks more when they're happy, but only idiots who are immersed in alcohol will fail because of this. For us, a small adjustment is not a big deal. Not to mention............... Now is not the time. ”

"The time has not yet come?"

Hearing this, Sofina blinked her eyes and asked curiously.

Jenn nodded at her inquiry, and then he turned his head to look at the ridge on the other side, and behind that was Passus.

"That's right, it's not the time yet......... But I don't think it will be long before ..............."

The battle in the Land of the Four Seasons is very smooth.

Looking at the city in the distance, Pastan felt excited and relaxed. The armies of the Shining Gold Empire have swept across the Four Seasons, and the Skar Federation still has little useful resistance, and the rebels that have organized themselves are scattered and not worth mentioning.

Thinking of this, Pastein withdrew his gaze and looked to the other side. Then there's Passus, and Pastein doesn't care about it, and it doesn't matter. Passus is just a small place, not even a military force. For Pastan, attacking Passus was just to make the whole operation more perfect, so that his army could penetrate the eastern defense line of the entire Scarr Federation, thus forcing the Skar Federation to further choose to shrink. Although at first Pastan did not approve of such a war, and he even felt that His Majesty was a little hasty, but now it seems that His Majesty is young and vigorous, but his grasp of the situation is still very accurate.

It is worthy of the glittering gold lion family, and the flowing blood should not be underestimated.

But the thought of the woman beside him made Pastan feel a little uncomfortable, and he admitted that it was a beautiful, noble and elegant lady, and she was worthy of any heroic figure. But Pastan just didn't like her, and while hearing her every time was a pleasure for Paststan, it was a different story when he found out that the other generals felt the same way. Perhaps this time, when he is good enough, the beautiful and noble lady will treat him with a more special attitude, as long as he can prove that he is an irreplaceable and important existence of the Shining Gold Empire, and at that time, a qiē will definitely change.

Thinking of this, Pastan clenched his fists, and then he raised his head and gave the order.

"The whole army is moving forward, the goal is ......... Passus!! (To be continued......)