"Go forward! Take the square and garden at a speed!"

The blood-red light wings, blood-red armor, blood-red sword, and the seraphim floating in the air were Nkuri, who had already been promoted to the fourth-level demon-killing knight. Perhaps he had fully mastered the holy weapon [Elrath's Sharp Tooth]. Nkuri's time for the angel to arrive was greatly extended.

At his feet were a large group of heavy Crusaders in uniform rows and crusaders, surrounded by a number of human defenders who had surrendered their weapons. Obviously, they did not resist much.

"Mr. Nkuri! The first team encountered a small group of vampires in the corridor!"

“So fast…”

A voice of doubt came from the shadow covered by the helmet. Nkuri turned his head to the royal city Beiting, which had already shot into the sky in the distance, as if he wanted to see what might have happened.

“Anyway, the square must be taken down.”

With a wave of the long sword of burning red holy flames, the neatly arranged crusaders began to speed up and quickly rushed to the square of the royal city. On their right side, a large group of crusaders began to rush out from the gap in the guard wall. The torrent of steel composed of heavy war horses and knights made the earth tremble.

"Nkuri, how long will it take for the big army to keep up?"

The white light wings, white armor, and white sword. Don Quixote, a Knight of Ruyan who is very different from Nkuri, quickly slapped the light wings and passed over the knights and came to Nkuri.

"Soon, the airship formation is so close. What we have to do now is to eliminate the undead and occupy the entire royal city!"

Although the sound was a little hollow and mechanical because of the arrival of the angel, Nkuri's burning fighting spirit and fighting spirit could still be heard from it. As a seraph's biggest task is to eliminate, not salvation.

"The idea is good, but it takes time and enough strength."

"I have no doubt about this!"

With a strong wave of the sword in his hand, Nkuri suddenly spread his wings and quickly rushed forward to the team. Don Quixote behind him shook his head slightly, as if he didn't applaud the other party's words.

"I hope my worries are redundant."

After murmured for a while, Don Quixote immediately spread his wings and led the army he commanded to quickly run towards the central area of ​​the royal city, but he had never expected that what would greet them in front would be a tough battle.

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Xinghui City, Arucardo's residence

It was still a dim basement, but for some reason, Yue Yulou did not let Arucardo participate in this operation. Instead, he was waiting for his job in Xinghui City, several kilometers away from the Xueshi City. So Arucardo, who was doing nothing, fell into a deep sleep again, but this time it would be different from the past...

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, all things will eventually return to the earth and turn into soil that nurtures new life..."

What came from my ear was a very young but extremely ethereal voice, as if I was reciting a prayer to bury the dead.

Puff!

Suddenly, a bloody flower bloomed in the dark dream, and a silver arrow pierced into a rhythmic black-brown heart.

“Um…”

He slowly opened his eyes, and in his blood-red vision, an elf general wearing an emerald battle robe with long pointed ears, looking only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

At this time, the elf general was holding the silver arrow in his hand.

"I... lost again..."

Lying on the green grass was the young knight, but his original healthy skin had been replaced by sickly white, and his golden hair had turned pale and silver. At the same time, his blue eyes were dyed red with endless blood, which was basically no different from the current Arucardo.

But at this time, he was no longer dazzling holy armor, and a set of black armor full of spider goddess paintings. Whenever he said a word with difficulty, a trace of scarlet blood would slowly flow down his mouth, nose, and even the corners of his eyes, making him look extremely sad...

"Yes, you lost again..."

Although it was sunny noon at this time, the green grass was not at all beautiful, because just around the two, there were corpses of elves and the wreckage of countless undeads, and it seemed that they had just experienced a great battle not long ago.

"There is no dream that cannot be awake, and you once again lost all the castles, territory, soldiers and people."

The elf general looked coldly at the knight who seemed to be old, shook his head gently, and then slowly raised his right arm.

"The fallen king! Return silently to the dark embrace of the goddess of death! Never appear in the world again!"

Grudge his teeth and roared, the elf general clenched his right fist and smashed it hard towards the end of the silver arrow.

Puff!

"ah!"

In an instant, blood splashed, and the sharp arrows flowing with divine light were gone and penetrated into the knight's chest, piercing through his heart, nailing him to the earth, but he could do nothing except wailing softly...

"Hmph, poor immortal king, you will truly lose everything this time, and your creator, the evil necromancer, is about to reach the end..."

Seeing the elf general standing up slowly and looking down at him with a cold gaze, the knight felt his consciousness becoming more and more dazed, and an irresistible numbness spread rapidly from his heart. The blood seemed to start to stop flowing. The knight shook his lips slightly, but in the end no sound came out...

"...Forever sleep, forever imprisoned in darkness, accept the punishment of the Mother of Earth..."

Gradually, his eyelids became heavier and his vision became blurry. When the knight finally closed his eyes, he seemed to vaguely see the elf general's disdain and mockery at the corner of his mouth...

"ah!"

With a scream, he suddenly opened his eyes. After sitting in panting for a long time, Arucardo finally gently wiped away the blood and tears from his face with his hands, and then slowly stood up from the huge high chair.

"It seems... something is summoning me..."

Like sleepwalking, Arucardo shook his body and walked towards the basement door and pushed open it open.

thump!

“Um…”

But for some reason, he, who was very powerful, fell heavily to the ground as soon as he pushed open the door, as if he had lost all his strength.

"Yes... I heard... calling my name... what is my name..."

While whispering dreamlike words, Arukado, with empty eyes, struggled to climb up from the bottom of the ladder with hands and feet, completely losing his usual demeanor, as if he was a drowning man trying to be saved.

"The Duchy of Tiling...the City of Learning...the Monastery of St. Carolina...Macar...why...what do I know..."

One section, two sections, three sections...

Every time I climbed up a staircase with difficulty, a drop of blood and tears would flow down Aruka's face. On the long staircase, the bright red spots seemed to symbolize the suffering of a pilgrim.

“That’s…”

Finally, when Arucardo climbed to the top of the stairs, the red sky in the distance immediately attracted his attention, which was the city of knowledge that was trapped in disaster.

"Yes...yes...it's that! I finally understand what I'm looking for! That's that!"

Suddenly, Arucardona's empty eyes regained their spirits, and at the same time his body began to tremble, as if he had been separated from his family for many years and was reunited.

"Macar...St. Carolina Monastery...Black Coffin..."

Slowly stood up from the ground, Arukado walked step by step to the edge of Xinghui City, staring at the burning city in the distance, and suddenly a smile from the heart appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"……I am coming."

After saying that, he suddenly stepped onto the guardrail on the edge of the city, spread his arms and jumped, and flew out of Xinghui City like a big red bird. The scarlet windbreaker roared under the turbulence of the wind, like a battle flag.

squeak squeak ~~~~~·

Suddenly, Arukado's figure in the air blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into countless red bats, swaying his small flesh wings to fly towards the city in the distance.

Everything will be concluded on this night, and everything will end on this night, and no one can predict it, even the person who created this night.

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There is another update at 9:00 pm

Take a look, have you guessed who Arucardo is? I believe readers who are familiar with Hero Invincible 5 must have guessed it……………
Chapter completed!