Black Scepter Chapter 32: The arrogant will eventually pay the price

>As the long archer of the Hegelian Lord’s line, putting a simple refusal horse pile at the foot during combat can effectively prevent the damage of the cavalry charge, but at this moment, they are temporarily arranged to the rear. What stubborn horses were laid in the camp, even when the violent sound of horseshoes came suddenly, their arrows were not on the strings.

Absolute, lightning strike.

With the help of the mage's "sound-absorbing enchantment" and dense fog, the light cavalry wearing light armor and not equipped with lances broke through the dense fog with the 300 cavalry contributed by the nobles of the Lampard territory as the pioneer , Directly rushed into the big camp of the Hegel army!

The barracks that were too late to build a fence were instantly pierced. The first batch of arrows and rain cluttered by the long archers hurriedly made five chapters, which only let less than thirty people fall, and then shot the second. In the case of the arrow, I encountered a frontal charge from the cavalry regiment!

In the face of a headache, the open flat land of the camp became the perfect place for the cavalry slaughter, and the eight hundred long archers immediately suffered unimaginable damage!

The first group of cavalry charged more than 30 people after the charge, but they have already penetrated the longbow square of the other party. The second batch of light armor knights with a number of 600 who followed up continued to expand their advantages-and finally The three hundred knights who kept up with it, like a razor, leveled the resistance of the entire Hegel barracks.

The mist in the darkness was blown away by the hurricane, revealing the final minions of this perfect battle plan. The two high-level mages did not release the mass killing spell from beginning to end, but the other’s commander did not from beginning to end. Time to respond in a timely manner-the cavalry and infantry that were originally used for confrontation in the chaos turned the horse head in a hurry to meet the cavalry behind them, but the infantry phalanx that was stationed before the attack was silently facing the dense fog Directly rushed up, completely formed a trend of pinch.

At sunrise, the victory is set.

Until the enemy collapsed and fled, Ashcandi’s battle plan was still being executed—the title chase, he stopped chasing after ten miles away and immediately gathered the army to supply him for half a day, then rushed to the northwest.

Her tactics are not too surprising at all, and it can even be said that countless people have used it since ancient times: weaken the role of the opponent’s superior arms, surprise attacks behind the back, feint attacks, pinch attacks, efficient and fast combat methods, like lightning The thunder blows, these things are totally not shocking.

But from another point of view, no victory is the result of coincidence-the plan book thrown by Ashcandi has arranged countless battle details to an unimaginably precise point, and at the right time The location was launched with an appropriate number of arms, making her attack as irresistible as the flood.

However, when the city of Erdos won at the speed of blitzkrieg, the walled city in the northwestern Lampard territory was just occupied by a large number of Hegel troops.

One to one?

In the battle between each other, Ashkandi is already in a good position. At this moment, she is sitting on the top of the tower of the open-air tower that has become a symbol, and has thrown the next plan Ilindar was given.

"So many years have passed, what more capacity can the wolf cubs have left?"

Ashkandi’s eyes turned to the ruins of the tower where the Morpheus figure disappeared, with a strange expression.

The history of mankind so far is not far away. The earliest recorded content begins in the Old Testament and begins with the familiar story of Adam and Eve stealing the forbidden fruit.

Over the entire history of development, how long humans have existed and how long wars have lasted.

So, when humans in the world are not enough to become ethnic groups?

The struggle, jealousy, and killing of Cain and Abel seem to directly guide humans to repeat their nature for countless years-to take the interests of others as their own, violent, bloody.

And, the "fruit" it brings-death.

What's wrong with Cain?

In the Old Testament, he was regarded as the source of sin, the spreader of "native sin" after Adam's "original sin", and he was the one who filled the world with negative sin. He was the Pandora in the ancient mythology The magic box brings endless disasters and suffering.

In the past Morpheus, these things are just a story of a theological book. Is it useful to know the root of sin?

He thought it was a waste of time, not as important as making himself stronger.

But when he looked up and saw the "earliest human" that appeared in the mythology sitting in front of him, there was not much shock in his mind, only a strange feeling of staring at the mirror-as if he I see myself, not the image is similar, but it is the most primitive human kind, the closest to the beast or "instinct" breath.

In the "Old Testament" "the third person in the world"-Adam's eldest son, Cain, at this moment, the element is condensed in the air by this element, which is almost the same as the real person with a faint light However, although his face was handsome and unusual, he was full of sorrow, and his blue eyes never lifted, as if he had no interest in this world.

In front of the invisibility, the golden magic lines on the surface of Sulfuras' scepter flashed slowly like breathing.

This is like a mortal faced with a demigod existence. As the third human in the world after Adam and Eve, Cain’s bloodline is directly derived from Adam, even if Adam loses his “divine nature” because he steals the forbidden fruit. , But the power he had at the time was still far from what human beings can imagine today.

Morpheus looked straight at Cain, and he no longer had those whispers in his mind. He quickly cleared everything he had experienced before and after—from entering this underground world, the influence of the scepter on him became greater and greater. In order to seize the scepter, the souls who died for the scepter continued to make constant impact on Morpheus with soul energy, and finally controlled his body briefly, came to this "final dogma".

Activate Cain’s holy tomb and let him reproduce the world—even if Cain does not appear in a physical posture, it is enough to make him understand that he is really “permanent in the world” as stated in the Old Testament.

And what does all this bring? Those souls that were kept in the fight for the scepter succeeded?

From the beginning to the end, Morpheus, who was in the exploited position, narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and immediately made a crazy decision—remove the scepter!

No one can guarantee whether Cain, known as the “source of sin”, will eventually wake up after the scepter is connected to his holy tomb and set off a **** storm on the mainland.

Save the world? Morpheus did not think too much, the only thing he could think of was that this scepter should not bring more evil. He stepped forward, reaching out to grab the scepter, but the energy barrier around the scepter firmly blocked his hands, but Morpheus would not compromise on this, he forcibly resisted the force of the rebound, his muscles were tight and his face was flushed Tried his best to grab the golden rod handle

"Young people, this is not appropriate."

The words that suddenly appeared in the ear made Morpheus instantly shocked!

The voice was old and slightly echoed, as if echoing in his own mind. His first reaction was to raise his head and look forward, but Cain, with no movement, still sat down on the flat and quaint holy tomb. Above.

His gaze slowly looked to the right. A dry, white but powerful palm was just resting on the arm of Morpheus at this moment, and the ring with the cross key emblem on the index finger flickered. Shining--

"Do you know it?"

When Morpheus just reflected who this hand belongs to, with this sentence, the hand actually pinched him and threw it away with an unimaginable great power!

"Boo!"

Like rubbish, Morpheus's body was thrown away by the other party without any response, hitting **** the spherical wall!

The sturdiness of the wall is beyond imagination. The wall of the Holy Sepulchre with no slight deformation or even cracks directly deformed the Morpheus’s right arm with shoulder blades.

The severe pain caused by the comminuted fracture made the landing Morpheus groan, but at the next moment he slammed his teeth and stood up again!

Blood began to flow along the right arm, and the white stubble protruding outward from the shoulder was clearly visible. This was the most serious injury Morpheus had suffered in a long time.

He looked forward, but found that the scene in front of him could only be described as "Nightmare Comes True".

The pope in a black robe, with a ring of supreme authority on his fingers, looked pale at him with a pale face and a smile on his face. The Knights of the Round Table with a magic steel dagger on his waist and a golden compass with a magic wand Parliament mages, concealed assassins, elves wearing crowns, and many others who once appeared in a nightmare and almost killed him looked at themselves.

Like watching a thief trying to steal.

The souls imprisoned in the scepter now appear in reality at this moment, appear in the field of vision of Morpheus, and tell Morpheus with their powerful power--

His use value ends here.

"You...did you know death? Oh, it was a sweet process, a perfect moment, no pain, no doubt, how about it, do you want to try it?"

The Pope in black robe opened his mouth, and the hoarse echo swayed in the mind of Morpheus. In the face of his obvious hint, this young man whose consciousness was increasingly clear in pain slowly raised He broke his mouth and smiled, "Huh, death?"

Gently raising his hand, the Phoenix Wood Magic Wand and Magic Steel Short Sword were thrown to the ground. He looked white and stared at the strong men who blocked himself from contacting the scepter in the distance, and extended his hand to the arriving elf. A scabbard that had never been used after straddling the waist.

"Maybe I’m just a **** in your eyes, but "Morpheus whispered," but even the weakest **** will have his own resistance, even if the person he faces is powerful and out of reach ."

He looked at the ridiculous smiles of this group of cold-faced killer peerless powerhouses, and said softly: "The arrogant will eventually pay the price."

"Hahahahahaha"

The humorous laughter came, and the group of souls that should have decayed in history had no meaning in the face of Morpheus's words.

This is a contemptuous laugh, a dragon's disdain for ants.

Morpheus clenched her teeth to hold back the severe pain, and the perplexity and hatred in her eyes grew stronger.

"Chess piece? Oh... Your heart is very painful~IndoMTL.com~ But young people, you can't face this source of pain, you don't even understand why you are suffering."

The old but cold voice echoed within the final dogma.

"People's suffering comes from anger at their incompetence."

Notting I, the most powerful pope in the history of the Vatican, and the most powerful power in the history; Vaglan Salazar, a powerful Knights of the Round Table with the emblem of the Hydra family and once commanding the 10,000 Knights; Ludi No? Dito? Sachisla? Bragor? Moon Shadow, the last pure-blood prince of the elven empire with the blood of the royal elves; Ozra Hladim, known as the "element master" Hrady The former head of the Mu family, Oteir? Ibn? Gallad, dressed in red, has a golden "Alpha" emblem on his chest, the veteran of the creed, the first ever to regulate the concept of "Sinsaco" level assassin Master of One-Handed Dagger Assassin

Their existence is equivalent to the most terrifying assembly of the entire continent's strength and power-and what about Morpheus Windsor? An illegitimate child of an empire, a wild child who spent his childhood in the mountains.

At this moment, such as a group of dragons looking down at an ant, it is not an exaggeration to say so.