Mallard had always thought of himself as an insignificant little man. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info their family has been poor peasants for generations, and there is no transcendent person in the family, and no one has ever gone out of the village ten miles away. I don't even have my own surname.

But it was he who did a big thing today.

The taxes in his village are extremely harsh, and there are other things, he is hot-blooded, and directly tears his lord's tax official into several pieces in front of all the villagers!

At that time, there were several knights, and even the villagers were scared!

You must know that this tax officer, although his appearance is not good, he is a real third-order professional light armor swordsman.

Although there are not many good professional skill matches, it is not first-class among the three levels. But with just one body's strength, he is a master of a hundred enemies on the battlefield!

But even if he is such a character, he died in front of everyone, and he is simply heartbroken!

No one cared how Mallard had killed him, they cared that with the death of the tax collector, none of them who were present would survive in front of the angry lord!

So all these honest civilians present had no other hesitation at all. Directly carrying his own farm tools and utensils, he and the knight master here are going to beat Mallard to death here!

It is only with Mallard's blood, his life, that it is possible to keep them alive.

Mallard couldn't believe that the uncles and aunts who had lived with him for decades could become such strange and terrifying, their eyes red like crazy demons.

"Why! Why did I kill the abominable tax collector and you did this to me? Why is this happening! I did something wrong. ”

There is no desire to think downward, and there is no desire to shoot at these ordinary people who want to get a glimmer of life for themselves.

In an instant, Mallard had been knocked to the ground. Farm tools, tools, knights' swords, and even the trampling of war horses all greeted him.

If it weren't for his sudden awakening of the strange power, which kept circulating in his body. He had already been chopped into a mess of mud early on!

I don't know how long it took, but finally the sound of eager war horses sounded, and then in the sound of accusations, the villagers' methods stopped.

"Lord Homans-Saar. Is that the person you're looking for? Looking at the bloody scene before him, Sir Qu Liman swore to cover the bridge of his nose with expensive silk in one hand.

In an extremely strange and gorgeous tone, he asked the mysterious girl beside him, who seemed to be standing in the temple of gods and spirits, and was also the most gorgeous and dazzling.

Today, he had just woken up from his big bed of golden cashmere, and he was reported by his subordinates. It is said that in the legendary Barony of Jack, the chief maid who is in charge of all the housekeeping and money has come to his territory and needs to do something by himself.

Faintly in control of all business information resources on the entire continent, the second-in-command of the rich Barony of Jack Jones.

She could come to a place like herself where rabbits don't even nest, and she could blind everyone's eyes. I can't even think of this help to my territory.

Not to mention anything else, as long as this person can slow down the commercial tax on his territory anywhere, he can make a lot of money just by making the difference!

There are no two words, no matter how good this looks is to captivate the country and the world, he doesn't have any thoughts about it, he runs out and does a dog's leg.

But he really didn't expect that the target of this head maid was the commoner in front of him, a pariah!

He swore he would never want to walk into such a civilian land in his life, even if it was his domain in the first place.

"That's him. I really didn't expect that the descendants of Baal would also have such a strange thing. "Dressed in a black silk maid's outfit, it did not hide a trace of the brilliant brilliance of this Saar.

Unless it is to stand by Zhao Qi's side and ask her to consciously converge. Otherwise, she will always be the most conspicuous one on the world stage!

Tiamat, Woking, Misla, Rose, Tachi, Tis, and her lifelong enemy, Suron. What goddess in the Tyranid system can compare to her?

What's more, after she changed her Shinto foundation, even if her deity was in the future, she didn't see it in her eyes!

Truth be told, although Mallard is one of the descendants of Baal, he has just awakened his divinity before. But she may not be able to get into Shar's eyes.

was instructed by Zhao Qi before, with the help of Dinaire. She had already locked on several of Baal's bloodlines early on.

Among them were men and women, human beings, and aliens. There are untouchables who are at the bottom of hell on earth, and there are also top nobles who are high up and look down on the distance. I have to say that the former murder god has a really cold taste, and he eats everything.

And among these people, Mallard's qualifications are undoubtedly the worst! It's not his own resource capital, after all, he is also a son of killing, as long as he awakens his divinity, how bad can he be?

But what he really lacks is the killing nature of being a son of slaughter, all things are ants, and it is the will of the gods to raise their own resources!

In Saar's eyes, this person is too kind, and when such a thing happens, Sael has even prepared a scene of rivers of blood and broken corpses centered on this village territory.

But the humanoid corpse in front of her was now spitting out "why, why" in front of her. Sara shook her head.

She was sure that he would be the first to go out in this battlefield where God and man fought for the right to kill!

In other words, in Sha'er's eyes, Zhao Qi didn't want to do anything at all. With just patience, sooner or later Baal will be able to reunite his scattered divinity and resurrect himself from the killing force again!

This was a fate that was known before he fell. He knew this, and so did the gods.

It's a pity that the recorder of death, Jaeger, has cut off his hope of returning before. Let the concept of this god of murder circulate in the main material world, among the divinity of his blood descendants, but there will never be a possibility of resurrection!

"Forget it. Since this little bit of murderous divinity has been awakened, then it has met the requirements of our lord, so be it.

And with these sons of slaughter slaughtering each other, it is time for the countdown to Baal's resurrection. I really look forward to the expressions of the gods when Baal is resurrected. ”

Greeting to both sides, the attendants who had been waiting for a long time had already begun to give first aid to Mallard.

In this Sir Qu Liman's face was distressed and heartbroken. Elixirs, magic, magic, totems, and all kinds of instant hairstyles have been stimulated in an instant, and in a short period of time, Mallard's life has been saved.

"Damn untouchables, that's enough to buy you a hundred gold coins. Waste. ”

"Take it now. Don't ask your lord to wait. Clapping his hands, Saar ordered.

"Yes, Lord Saor!"