The Devil’s Cage Chapter 31: main lead of the world

Scarlet blood, size different pieces of minced meat, paved in the battle line divided into two, so that the gray-grey slate pavement has changed color.

Silent.

Whether it is Wealth Temple, Thorn Temple, or the aristocratic guards in the distance, the whole audience looked at the figure passing by slackly.

Watching the figure turn around.

Watching that figure draw another giant sword that is more exaggerated.

Watching that figure rushed towards the knight of Wealth Temple again.

"This, this?"

"Is he looking for death?"

A leader of the noble guard exclaimed.

In fact, everyone looks at this scene in disbelief.

In their view, this sudden youngster should merge with Thorn Temple, and then rely on the results of this raid to gain a greater advantage.

"Hum!"

"Arrogant!"

"I really thought that an accidental raid succeeded in underestimating the Wealth Temple's knight battle, and such a person would be caught in it!"

The leader of the aristocratic guard who was mocking before looked at the figure that was quickly overwhelmed by the knights of Wealth Temple, and he spoke again.

The noble guard leaders around nodded in agreement.

They will not refute their peers' views.

The act of removing Kieran seems to them to be dead.

There is also thick Envy.

Why can Kieran be so young on the battlefield?

And what they need to do most is to do the job of escorting the homeowner to go hunting?

This is really unfair!

"Once a fluke, forget it!"

"Maybe he thinks he can beat one hundred?"

"Yeah, maybe he thinks so!"

......

These noble guard leaders are all disdainful in vicious words.

They almost subconsciously avoided Kieran and showed their unmatched strength.

After all, in their view, returning to the battlefield, the Kieran charged again was dead.

A dead man, what good is it to be strong?

But at the next moment, their sarcastic expression was stiff on their faces.

The figure that was overwhelmed appeared on the battlefield again.

The Wealth Temple knight who rushed to flood Kieran.

Severed!

Under the sharpness of the two giant swords [Arrogant Word] and [Sword of Emmos], those armor, war blades, and spears that were indestructible to the leader of the aristocratic guard, even with their masters, were severely cut off .

The Kieran keeps on charging.

Two giant swords are in his hands, just like ordinary Longsword, waving like a wind, bringing up a frightening roar.

The wailing is continuous.

Remnant limbs and broken arms are flying all over the sky.

The Wealth Temple knights with broken waists abound.

Blood flows into a river.

But!

No one can stop the footsteps of Kieran.

On a street that seemed narrow but happened to be able to wield two giant swords with Kieran, the Kieran seemed to be a meat grinder, sweeping from the end of the street at Thorn Temple to the point where he just appeared.

Then Kieran turned around again.

He killed again.

However, this time is different.

None of the noble guard leaders watching in the distance spoke again.

They closed their mouths tightly, clenching their teeth, and their pale faces suppressed the vomiting in their chests.

However, looking at the internal organs flowing out of the cavity, smelling the **** smell that keeps drilling into the nose...

Oh!

The leader of the aristocratic guard who spoke sarcastically couldn't help but spit out.

With the first one, there is the second one.

It's like a domino.

A vomiting sound.

The sour smell rises to the sky.

The strange noise and taste seem to attract Kieran who returned to Thorn Temple before.

When the eyes of Kieran looked at this, the aristocratic guard leaders who were already spitting softly and softly backed up one after another.

No, they are timid.

It is really terrible in their eyes to Kieran.

Hundreds of Wealth Temple knights, including the Knight Captain that was cut in half by Kieran before the name was reported, were slaughtered in such a short time.

Yes, it is slaughter!

Anyone who has witnessed this battle will not consider it a battle.

The slaughter is the most appropriate description.

The Kieran that made all this is not a butcher in their eyes.

It is the butcher who kills the animals.

It may not change his face like this, but it is not the butcher who slaughtered the same kind by hand.

Instead...

Asura!

Blood Asura!

Looking at the whole body contaminated with the blood of others, looking at the Kieran which keeps flowing the blood of others from the blade and cloak.

The youthful appearance instantly became terrifying in the heart, the leader of these noble guards.

Especially when Kieran approached them, fear began to spread in their hearts.

The leaders of the Noble Guards stepped back unconsciously.

Those who fell to the ground crawled backwards with their hands and feet together.

But fortunately for them, when they exited far enough away, the terrifying Asura did not chase them, but turned and walked towards Thorn Temple.

A noble guard leader was relieved.

He did not conceal his lingering fear, nor did he conceal his fragility after his escape.

Because everyone present is the same.

The appearance of embarrassment and embarrassment makes them unwilling to gather, and even less willing to comment on a sudden emergence of a "little person".

"I need to return to the house owner."

As one of the noble guard leaders left, these noble guard leaders quickly disappeared in the temple area.

But some people did not leave.

The Priest, Deacon, and knights who are also in the temple area.

They did not participate in the fight between Thorn Temple and Wealth Temple, and at this time they were looking at Kieran with great interest.

Amazed.

There is appreciation.

There are dull.

But more is indifference.

Naturally, there is no lack of hostility.

Not only these mortals, but the gods who scattered in the temple area are also quietly watching the Kieran~IndoMTL.com~ that shines on the battlefield~ Very good! "

"This is the real warrior!"

God of War, Moangka laughed out loud.

"Uh."

"The brave posture is worthy of recognition."

God of Courage, raised his hand to lower the glory, washed away the blood from Kieran, and at the same time sensed Kieran's belief in Lady of Thorn.

Not fanatic.

It's tough enough.

"It's a pity!"

God of Courage did not hide his sigh.

"Why do such people believe in Wennessa?"

"Look at what he looks like on the battlefield, he should be my believer!"

God of War even shouted violently.

The gods around watched indifferently.

Then they saw Atelina.

Going to Kieran, standing quietly beside Kieran, smiling, with worried Thorn Temple Deacon in his eyes.

"Very good, very good."

God of Love Nieluse, with a smile in the soft and sweet female voice.

God of Courage sighed again.

This time God of War is no longer irritable, just looking at Kieran's eyes, with a lot of perseverance.

The indifferent spirits around him smiled.

Then they all looked at Thunder Temple.

The reason they are focused on the battlefield is not because of Kieran.

Instead, the battles of Lady of Thorn and Lady of Wealth broke out on this battlefield.

As for Kieran?

It's an unexpected flash point.

Speaking of falling to the ground, a mortal person performed well, that is, a mortal person.

God is the main lead in this world!

Boom!

A thunder.

Lightning flashed in the sky.

Next, the collision of two great wills stopped.

The clouds spread out.

The sun shone down.