Under the night, a team was silently sneaking into the forest.

One Thirteen minutes, fifty-two seconds.

Luo Hao pressed the silver watch cover, put the pocket watch in his arms.

He was putting one hand on his shield, and his eyes looked forward with a deep look, and involuntarily, he let out a breath. In the darkness, he could already see the winding light of the fire passing through the snowy night. The light of the torch was like stars, reflected in his eyes.

A year ago, he was not still like those people, paying attention to everything in this world in the community, and only talking big and talk big. But now? The fat man lowered his head and looked at the sword he inserted into the snow - it was just an ordinary sword, with a cross-shaped handguard, with a texture of resonance crystal embedded on the hilt, and a blooming Atonia camellia tea left on the hilt.

It will also come from the ancient mountainous area, where the profession of Iron Guard was born, the sword of a guardian.

Although he had scoffed at passion and belief, and thought that it was just a means of deceiving those brainless guys and working hard for them. Do he want to become such a person? But he should understand what a better judgment is.

He came here and integrated into the group, on the one hand because he saw its prospects, on the other hand, because the people here liked it - even the unreliable leader. Because he knew better than anyone else - that was definitely the guy he had ever seen, with the most terrifying talent.

That was a genius.

But so are he.

He has always been so proud, but he is not easily shown.

That may be the reason why he should be here, the fat man thought silently.

He gently held the hilt of the sword with his hand and asked:

"Why should I fight?"

Only Ai Xiaoxiao, who was beside him, heard the gentle sound.

She waved her fist and replied as a matter of course: "We should fight for justice."

Luo Hao shook his head, of course he would not believe such a naive statement.

He was once a supporter of the BBK, and even today he still believes that the Grand Guild is more organized than a loose free-chosenator. Advocating power is a natural follower in people's hearts - where does the authority given by those who follow him come from?

Maybe they don't understand what responsibility is.

He held the hilt of the sword and felt a little grateful for the first time. His rich father, who knew nothing, sent himself to this world. Because only here can he have the right to make a choice.

For the first time, he is no longer a bystander. He will fight for his choice.

"They are here."

The Paparals pecked their heads, as if they suddenly woke up from the cold dream. They hurriedly wiped their saliva and looked around with a crossbow in a daze.

Luo Hao drew his sword from the snow, picked up his big shield with one hand, he turned around and spoke to the spell casters behind him, "The battle is about to begin, but please don't worry, as long as I haven't fallen yet, you are absolutely safe."

He put his sword on his shield and whispered the popular motto of the shield guards circulating in the mountains of Atonia: "In the name of blooming camellia."

Even in the dark night, it was like a red mountain range, and the scorching light of the midsummer sun was shining - the glory of the torch was lit up one after another.

In the bright light, Jita's dark eyes blinked gently, watching the other party slowly turn around.

There were also several spellcasters who were redeemed, especially one of the little girls, who asked the lady of the naturalist beside him with a slightly red face: "Is that your iron guard? He is so handsome, how high is his level?"

Jita nodded slightly.

But she didn't know whether the other party's level was high or not.

...

Reflected in Bud Heiyu's eyes were lit up torches in the mountains, like a galaxy in the night sky, extending to the left and right of their entire team. The official of the alliance raised his head and opened his mouth wide, watching the scene happening almost stiffly: "He, how could they be in this place?"

But no one answered him.

The little starlight also reflected in the eyes of all the people watching this scene. The entire community almost caused a sensation in that moment:

Bud Heiyu moved, but he and his reinforcements met the interception of the redeemed person halfway.

Judging from the troops arranged by the other party, this ambush was obviously a long-planned plan. Everyone held their breath and seemed to have realized that this was a battle between the two sides on this board. After several rounds of victory in the previous rounds of confrontation, the redeemed people finally waited for their chance.

The decisive battle has arrived.

But for the commander of the Crow Claw Temple, Bad Heiyu, even when facing such a scene, he just stood there quietly without saying a word. He did not express his opinion, and did not seem to think that the outcome was decided.

In the quiet woodland, no one answered the previous question.

Only a group of gray-clothed knights were drawing their swords, passing by the officer silently, and walking forward. The white feathers on their helmets were raising lightly in the wind. They raised their sword blades and stood in front of them. The sound of a low singing sound seemed to echo in the forest, "We are servants of the Lord of the Storm, who follow the Lord's teachings-"

"It is the believer of the shadow, and the raven that brings disaster--"

"It is a pale sword, walking through all obstacles."

The gray water flows slowly over the valley.

The knights raised their heads, and their amber eyes stared at the summoners lined up under the fire, with sharp arrows pointing at them.

The callers were a little upset.

"Aidan Ryan's Knights of God."

"He actually brought them too."

But one hand, separated them.

Luo Hao walked out from behind them with a big shield. He turned around, looked at these people, and said, "Your mission is given to us here, the gray knights under Bud Heiyu - to perform your mission, nail them to this place, and completely defeat them."

At the moment when everyone was stunned, he had turned around and walked over to the gray knights. Behind him was a boy with a strange costume, a long black robe, a pointed wizard's hat, one hand holding a staff, but the other hand was slowly pulling the sword from the scabbard.

The thin sword blade in his hand was facing the pitch-black light.

On the side of the teenager.

It was an elemental messenger holding a staff. Luo Yu was looking at them, and also walked over them and walked forward.
Chapter completed!