adventurer killer

Coleman was a rare genius of his kind.

Simon remembers that black skins like him should be doing the most humble jobs in various parts of the mainland. From a worldly perspective, they think that the dust in their naturally dirty nails cannot be removed, so let them serve tea or set the tableware. Life is a kind of lack of etiquette.Therefore, most of the black skins can only work as porters on heavy docks, or as escorts on dangerous roads.

No one would believe a young man like Coleman, let alone a high-ranking paladin of the Gate of the Holy Truth, even if he found a job cleaning the decks on a cargo ship.But Coleman did it, and he has some special means that are worthy of being absorbed by the Gate of Holy Truth. "Oh, of course, despite the fact that he killed allies, he's a paladin in style."

With difficulty, Simon took his eyes away from the sap man who had eaten a lot of meat, his throat felt a constriction, and he gave Coleman a smirk.

Simon didn't see the way he killed the goblin just now. He just felt that the cross stigmata in the center of his forehead was glowing, and then the goblin who was playing the string as fast as lightning was frozen by the magic hold until the sap man He didn't even react when he used the shadow scissors.In fact, when fighting against an evenly matched enemy, distraction is the worst thing to do.

Simon has a deep understanding of this aspect. Like their infantry, they usually train swordsmanship to fight against. If anyone distracts himself from looking at the beautiful chicks in the city, he will surely have his head carved by a wooden sword and a lump the size of an egg will swell.Simon once suffered this loss at the hands of the captain, Mr. Passy. At that time, what was his sister's name?The kanban lady of the Gate of Holy Truth, came to the school grounds to give her brother a bento box with love.

Simon took a few more glances at her, and was hit on the head with a wooden sword by Captain Passy, ​​and he lay in bed for several weeks before getting out of bed.

"Thinking of the little girl from the Gate of the Holy Truth... If I can make a little money in Coleman's hands this time..."

Simon is a man who knows how to adapt to the wind. He can't see through Coleman, so he knows how to talk less and ask less questions.

From the riverside jungle before to the exit of a secret passage known only to Coleman, he has been trying to move Percy out as a topic of conversation with this taciturn knight, but the latter obviously has a lot to offer. Strong purpose, do not chat with Simon at all.

A group of soldiers led by Simon are the most lazy and slippery veteran soldiers in the whole brigade. Among them, a small number of relatives of the soldiers are working as officials in the inner court of the kingdom, and some have simply inherited the titles of their ancestors.

A few of them liked to hang their medals on their chests when they first joined the team, but after Simon kindly warned them that during the war, this kind of behavior was too slow to die, and the old soldiers hurriedly took off their medals.

In short, these people were assigned to Coleman by Passy, ​​proving that a certain quality in them met Coleman's requirements.

"Very good greaves, Lord Coleman." Simon rubbed the mustache on his chin and said enviously.

He is really envious, [Violet Resentment]'s silvery white with lavender hue changes, it is particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

"They have no choice but to do so." Hearing what he said, Coleman patted the shoulder of the soldier captain with a sneer and put his boots on the ground.

Simondo wanted to remind him that now that the goblin was dead, those sap men had surrounded him, but he didn't dare to say it directly. He could only remind Coleman to focus on the monster: "Yes , I really have no other choice. Goblins are very cautious creatures. If their [Oak Council] hadn't issued an order to join the war, they would definitely be willing to stay in the tree forever. Unlike us, they are fighting for the honor of the kingdom. !"

Simon wiped his sweat with his hands, and flicked his eyes behind Coleman, but Coleman smiled unmoved.

"Yes, fight for honor!" Simon's shoulders trembled in shock from the chorus coming from behind him. Without turning his head, he could hear that Lord Moeli, the stupidest and most difficult to deal with among the old soldiers, was taking the lead in booing. , Sure enough, after shouting the slogan, Moeli said to Simon with a relaxed body: "Your Excellency, Captain, as far as I know, goblins are not as peaceful as you said. They have many establishments in this world. In the black market, you get rich by buying and selling, so are these corpses on the ground different from the goblins I know?"

"You mean a purebred goblin, idiot." Simon cursed mercilessly. Normally, he would not insult a Lord like this, but this time is different from the past. What they are doing is very unconventional.Even if he scolded the nobleman, Moeli would never dare to say a word afterwards, and he would not even admit that he had been to the half-mile south of Beiyuan.

Moeli stared blankly, and his red hair represented his proud ambition. He might be the most courageous person in Simon's team.

Just as he was about to argue with the squad leader, Paladin Coleman suddenly turned his malicious eyes to this side: "Simon, you are mistaken, I mean, these sap people have no choice. Like the devil grass Things, taken from a part of the sap people, in order to protect the crops they have planted so hard from being destroyed, is it reasonable for them to resolutely resist the invaders?"

"Ah, it should be taken for granted." Simon held the silver shield blankly, and nodded his head wearing a helmet.

"Now—" Coleman calmly clenched his fist and drew a circle in the air, enclosing the goblin camp, "take your idiots and feed the sap man, we're going to make a sap man Rotation test to see if it can produce devil grass seedlings."

After Coleman finished speaking, he walked around Simon, grabbed Moeli who had just made a fuss, and threw it towards the slow and slow sap men almost without a pause.How could poor Moeli expect to end up like this?

As soon as he had time to swear a word, he was wrapped in a ball of sap, turned into a ball of resin with a dangerous expression on his face, and was dragged away by a sticky thread.

The sap man who ate him was indeed different from other similar ones who hadn't eaten. It suddenly became very manic, like a young tree that was severely hit by a storm. The whole twisted and deformed, it became smaller and smaller, and finally split into several A young sapling with three ghost heads.

"Ha, the experiment seems to be very successful. That fellow Percy is right. This is the quickest way to raise benefits for the Lord. Go, go."

Coleman let out a chillingly suppressed laugh, not caring how Simon and his gang of dumbfounded brothers spit out last night's dinner.

"Lord Coleman, that is a Lord..."

"What did you say?" Coleman rubbed his gauntlets excitedly, frowned inexplicably as he looked around the vomiting crowd.

The back of Simon's neck was covered in sweat. He stood upright abruptly, and saluted with the back of his hand on the brim of his helmet: "Yes! My lord! Let's go right away!" Then, he jumped forward with a smile, enduring the smell of blood into his nostrils, Throw the goblin parts to those sap men that were dismantled by the shadow scissors.

These sap people are also very strange to say. After seeing Simon throwing food in this direction, they actually showed an unusual friendliness and danced towards a group of human soldiers with the Holy Cross emblem on their chests.The human soldiers' eyes widened in fear, and they picked up the corpses at a distance that had never been so close to the monster, and they picked up the bloody minced meat in handfuls.

The front of these soldiers' breastplates was stained with alien blood, and they never thought that what they were holding was comrades who gave their lives to drive away the darkness.

"Team, captain, I think the situation is very bad." An infantry corporal whispered to Chief Simon when he picked up a goblin head.

He looked left and right for a long time, and found that Lord Coleman had been staring at them in silence.

This infantry corporal was by no means the first person to feel this kind of crisis. The rest of the team were also absent-mindedly doing their work, their eyes wandering more or less towards Simon, waiting for his instructions.Simon looked around silently, frowning so much that he could hide earthworms.

"Work hard." He said so, and threw the things in his hand out.

"Captain, I said, you may not understand me...I mean..."

"If you don't deal with these corpses quickly, I think what you said will come true." Simon's gloomy gaze cast a glint from the corner of his eye, making the corporal faint.

"Master Coleman! Look at how friendly these sap people are, they don't kill people indiscriminately! In my opinion, these goblins are forcing them too hard!" Simon straightened his waist, sleeves Wiping off the sweat on his hands, he struck up a conversation with Coleman as if he was in a lively atmosphere.

Coleman has been standing on the small mound overlooking them, with his arms in his arms, and a sneer on his hard black face: "You don't have to do this, Simon. You are a soldier brought out by that fellow Percy. How could I treat you badly?" These words sounded so sweet to the Simon team, and it turns out that the feelings between the ranks also apply to the paladins.

As soon as the stone in Simon's heart was put down, Coleman said in a regretful tone: "But I want to perform a small operation on you. The glorious thing is actually not what you imagined."

Coleman walked down from the mound, and his oncoming figure made Simon and the others turn pale with fright.

"Minor surgery? Lord Coleman! We don't need any minor surgery! We won't leak a single word!"

Simon knelt down with a "Keng!", and of course his subordinates followed suit, kowtowing like garlic.

The cross stigmata on Coleman's forehead squirmed, as if there were two worms overlapping each other.When the thing bulged to a certain extent, it suddenly exploded from the scalp, revealing an extremely dazzling golden holy beast.The holy beast has a baby face, and below the neck is a mollusk covered in golden scales. It radiates light from its whole body, easily burning everyone's eyes.

The act of paladin Coleman instructing the kingdom's infantry to feed the sap man disappeared into the depths of their memories along with each scorching eye.Coleman looked at the bodies of dozens of bodies with steam wafting from the thorium armor with great kindness. Most of them were vaporized because their memory was too stubborn to stand the heretical interrogation of the holy beast. love.

At the beginning, Simon saw the Holy Cross in light, and his wife and daughter in a small town far away in the country appeared in the glory of the Holy Cross.They waved to Simon together. He wanted to take advantage of the shortened distance to get close to his wife, but he couldn't stand the burning sensation that made him sweat.Therefore, at the last moment when he flew to his wife and daughter, he resolutely awakened the consciousness of chaos.

But like him, there are not many people who can not be strongly affected by family affection or anything worth caring about.Simon opened his eyes, he clearly knew what Coleman wanted him to be like?He looked up silently, and found that Coleman, who was immersed in a halo and couldn't see clearly, barely kept an outline, and sent all the energy to the weird holy beast.

The opening and closing of the mouthparts of the holy beast is manipulating the life and death of dozens of his brothers.

Coleman's [Suppression of Consciousness] is a kind of innate divine power. This instinct endowed by the Holy Light has allowed him to make many unimaginable exorcism achievements.

Simon stared blankly at the blank armor that fell to the ground beside him, and the shield engraved with the gecko emblem of the kingdom was scattered beside the armor.

The number of people wearing armor has decreased by more than half, and the remaining ones have become stupid idiots with the departure of the holy light and the cessation of the holy power.

The corners of their mouths were salivating, they were crazy, and they ran aimlessly to the sap man and made various provocative actions.

Those ghosts who were gentle and friendly just now accepted their friends without reservation and ended their endless lives.

Compared with these people who died needlessly, Simon is really lucky.But as the infantry squad leader of the northern Jiatoao United Kingdom, he also has his own bottom line that must be adhered to.

Simon thought of the days and nights he worked hard to become a paladin, the times when he was frustrated and lost because he failed to communicate with the Holy Light, he thought of suffering humiliation under the wooden sword of Captain Parsi in order to stand out, and thought of the cowards and cowards around him But his brother who is in love with him, Simon couldn't help pointing at the holy beast and yelling: "You bastard! You look like a maggot!"

"Look if I don't poke your face! You bastard! Pig!" He finally scolded his true understanding of Coleman, and he suddenly felt particularly comfortable. No matter how lofty it is, it is a ghost that is no different from a monster. "If you are allowed to do evil here, I will be really cowardly!" Simon walked away with his sword.

The flattering and shameless smile on his face disappeared completely, leaving only the honesty that a person should have after a change of heart: "I admit, I am a bastard who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I deserve to go to hell! But you are not much better Go, I can guarantee that if I don't stab you now, even if I die, I will be dragged out of the grave and whipped!"

He remembered [The Interception].

Commander Passi once pointed his wooden sword at Simon, who was easily defeated by him, and said [this quick charge is called "interception", a soldier must go all out, think of your dying relatives, think of your country that is about to be destroyed, even if you bear the enemy several times For one's own attack, you must also face up to the difficulties, use your body and the weapons in your hands to fight against the enemy!You can try. ]

Simon had always admired Passy, ​​at least when he was the commander of the infantry regiment, but now he wanted nothing more than to try to intercept.As a result, his feet began to gather strength, and two groups of hollows appeared under the thorium heavy boots, and he recalled the essentials of the "from here to there" movement. The man holding the sword turned into a stream like a beam of fire, The pilgrim beast stabbed away.

The edge of his sword is stable, and it enlarges into an invincible sword chopping wave. Its wave band is raised and becomes bigger than the anchor, and the fire ignited by the fighting breath floats above it.

Simon has never been so heroic. He yelled happily in Sword Chopping, and he looked happier than when he was promoted to the team leader: "Jenny! Did you see? Your man is a man who can release Sword Chopping My God! I can’t imagine! I am more capable than those adventurers! Why am I not a paladin?” He stabbed the sword in his hand, raving nonsense.

The sword chopping wave invaded the dense fog floating around the holy beast. This layer of dense fog used to protect and cover itself when it exerted the power of the holy light was extremely hot. In theory, it could resist the invasion of the undead army. However, for the holy light The blessed sword is useless.

Simon does not have a particularly high status, but the sword of the Kingdom Legion in his hand has been blessed by the Holy Light, which is true.

This sword never thought that one day he would turn against the kingdom's asylum, the messenger of the Lord, and the paladin.

Things happened so rashly and unimaginably, Coleman never dreamed that his liquidation plan would be destroyed by Simon.

This humble, cowardly, cowardly guy actually dared to draw his sword at him, his silhouette was furious under the holy beast.

Ignoring how the silhouette threatened, Simon swung his fist into the face of the holy beast. His flawless skin glowed with a layer of golden light, and a crack several meters long was immediately opened by the sword of the Kingdom Legion.

Simon's sword continued to widen the wound, turning the holy beast into a big bug wriggling crazily due to the pain, struggling desperately above Coleman's silhouette.

Simon watched frantically as the sword kept pressing down. The face of the holy beast was like a clean and flat road, torn apart by the earthquake with a fatal gap: "Look! Come and see! Holy beast! The beast is nothing more than that! So you are nothing more than that? Coleman, it's your turn next! I know, you can't fight back now!"

Simon hit the holy beast hard without any hindrance, which he didn't even think of. He thought that his bluffing blow would end in sudden death at the end of his masculinity.Who knows that the face of the holy beast is not such a solid thing. This divine product that only exists in mythology does not seem to be separated from the material itself.

You see, He hurts and struggles.

"Then, Paladin Coleman, I don't believe it, you are not made of flesh and blood! I want to use your head to commemorate the goblin you killed, as well as my entire team of brothers!" Simon went to the camp Glancing at the numerous thorium armors that were shining with silver brilliance everywhere, he pushed the sword down more firmly with his arms.

It was an accident!It was my mood to punish evil that was accepted by the Lord!Although I am not a paladin, at this moment, the Lord gave me the ability to judge and end!

"Simon! Simon! Look at what you have done?! You are weaker than ants! You have no reason to live in this world! I gave you the opportunity to serve the Lord! How can you live up to me? Enthusiasm?!" Coleman's outline, in the radiance of the holy light, was like a jumping figure that ignited crazily, with two murderous lights bursting out of his eyes.

The holy beast was severely injured by the sword chop, but that was only the least important one among the thousands of life and death situations it had experienced.He accompanied Paladin Coleman through the lows of his life to the highs of global fame.To him, the pain was not really fatal. He just never thought that an ordinary human soldier like Seaman, with mortal eyes, would dare to stab him? !

The eyes of the holy beast are full of hypocrisy and pity, just like when people smile jokingly, squinting slightly upward, and the body of the mollusk is faintly curled up, and it seems to spring away like a stretched rubber band in an instant.This movement with extreme elasticity really stopped the offensive of the human soldiers, shaking the arrogant and ecstatic Simon so that his hands went limp, and he fell weightlessly from midair.

Immediately afterwards, the holy beast used his lowest-end attack weapon, his holy baby's forehead, with a protruding and bulging forehead, to hit Simon head-on.

Simon could feel the most painful injury, coming head-on.The impact point spread from the bridge of his nose to the clavicle, scapula, radius, ribs, femur, patella, tibia, and the last heel bone. The bone fragments were like falling dominoes, crushing all the bones in the human body. , he died without crying out in pain.

After he died, he was in the state of a piece of paper, which floated for more than ten seconds before falling into the pile of thorium armor. The devil grass danced in the wind around him, announcing the victory of the paladin.