Dawn of the Grey Tower

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"You look really embarrassed, the knight grows up." The grass was pulled away by the same stained hand, and a kingdom knight wearing a helmet with a visor went to Lyon.

"Haha, it's not your turn to say that." Although Lyon was exhausted, his face still had a bitter smile. His eyes were on the left arm of the knight who was still bleeding, the entire arm of the latter. It seems to have been torn from the shoulder by huge force.

"Gregory, how can you also be the best knight in the kingdom, what can take away your arm?"

Gregory heard Lyon's words, opened his veil with his left hand, and collapsed beside the knight.

"Don't mention it. I've never seen such an ugly mouse. The most **** thing is that it actually uses swords! But you are not going to be any better? It was made like this by a few bad ratmen."

The Knights of the Kingdom, who originally fought against each other because of their different origins, were like two old friends at this time, leaning against the same big tree to quarrel with each other. When strong enemies appearing to obliterate the entire kingdom appear, the conflicts that usually arise in order to fight for power are completely worthless. Although Gregory had thought of using infamous methods to frame Lyon, when the Rats attacked heavily, neither he nor the Blood Lion himself could have ignored these small holidays.

Lyon released the noble knights who followed the Gregory rebellion almost immediately, and pardoned them for special circumstances. This is an extremely rare thing, even in the history of the Kingdom, such a large-scale pardon of rebel soldiers is rare, not to mention that the pardon order was issued by the rebelled blood lion himself.

"Do you know where it is?" Lyon asked after the two fell into a short silence due to weakness.

"It's not clear. The last time we saw the location on the map was three days ago. If we ran far enough, we might have all ran out of the country now." Gregory looked up at the canopy above, slightly Shook his head.

Lyon ripped some leaves and handed them over to Gregory, who, as a noble, was somewhat instinctively resistant to such a move as the Blood Lion. In his view, this act of disregarding dignity in order to survive is really against his style. But feeling the heat rising in his throat, Gregory hesitated and took the leaves, sucking it into his mouth like Lyon.

"It's not enough to go abroad. Those forests with long ears are not like this. They are always accustomed to taking good care of their forests, but they don't know that it will only make them lose their meaning." Said.

"For this, I have always wanted to ask you. What did you experience on that battlefield? I clearly remember that you were not like this one before you entered the war ..." The Kingdom Knight turned his head and looked at his knight. "Shang Erlang was what he was. I didn't look down on you at the time, but I wouldn't do anything like Zhuoliu Town."

Lyon just smiled at the doubts of his men. The blood lion's vision became very distant, as if he was looking at something very erratic, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the battlefield that would awaken himself from his dream at midnight. Even though time has passed for many years, scenes on the battlefield still make him palpitate. At the same time, a smell of blood also passed into his nose.

"Something's coming. And this time it's not such a bad ratman." Gregor said in a very low voice. His consciousness has become very vague due to excessive blood loss. But the fighting instinct of this noble knight made him discover the enemy approaching them almost at the same time as Lyon.

"Trust me, you wo n’t want to see that guy." Because of the angle, the blood lion ’s sight was discovered earlier than his companions. chapter!

Ontology of things close to them. He took a breath of gas, and a bitter feeling appeared in his heart. Because Lyon knew very well that, depending on the status of the two of them at this time, they could not beat the enemies in any case.

Because it was a strong ratman nearly half as big as a normal native ratman, with taupe fur and blinded eyes. It's like the mutant ratmen that Cavaliers once saw in Valley City, but this guy's eyes don't have the wisdom of the Valley Valley city's kind. It seems that the inferior rats who were killed by Lyon just now should serve it.

Gregory turned his attention to Lyon's gaze after noticing the cavalier's anomaly. His reaction when he saw the ratman was calmer than that of the blood lion. Just because the extreme anemia had prevented him from doing such a surprise.

The gray-brown rat-man came to the forest following the smell of his hands, and when it saw the death of those inferior rat-rats, its distorted face showed a grim expression.

"Hey, that guy seems angry." Perhaps he has given up hope, and Lyon even joked at this time.

"Can you say a few words. Maybe it will pass us off as a stone." Gregory said with his eyes closed.

Of course, the Ratman would not regard the two culprits who killed his men as stones. Its fierce, narrow eyes stared at the two, and their mouths opened slightly, revealing yellow but sharp teeth inside.

"Well, I didn't expect to die with you guy." The Cavaliers knew that when the Ratmen showed their teeth, they said their attack was about to begin. But not to mention the weapons in their hands, they did n’t even have a stone. The body of the inferior ratman killed by Gregorian ’s sword was ten steps away. This distance was enough for the opponent to kill before they pulled out their weapons. They died three times.

As expected, before the voice of Lyon had fallen, the Ratman had already rushed. Its goal is to look like a knight who is not so badly injured!

The blood lion tried his best to avoid the opponent's attack. However, his body was too tired. The short rest not only did not restore him any physical strength, but also allowed the previously accumulated injuries to burst out at once. Looking at the ratmen in front of him, Lyon knew that this might be the end of his life.

I don't know if the kid from Cheese found an antidote to the plague.

This is the last thought in the knight's head ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Then ... he was hit by the impact of the tree from the side!

Lyon couldn't believe his eyes. At the last moment when the Ratman threw himself, Gregory slammed into him and rescued him from the Ratman's sharp teeth. But the price is that his throat was torn apart by those teeth.

Blood spattered from the wound. But it didn't last long, perhaps because the blood from Gregory had flowed too much along the wound of the arm. The noble knight who once wanted Lyon to pull from the position of knight leader looked at the blood lion with a surprised face, and smiled. His mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but the broken throat was obviously not enough to support any sound.

"No!" The Blood Lion roared, and he didn't know where the power came from to make such a loud sound.

But the roar was of no avail to the situation in front of him. Lyon watched Gregorian's body be thrown at the throat of this ratman. The fragile neck was quickly torn apart by great force, and even the cervical spine was chewed into pieces together. The lost head rolled on the grass in the forest like garbage.

Roll to a green boot.