Chapter 1371

"Salute!" Two new apprentices standing in front of Xu Yichen saluted him straightly, and then they said hello to Sir gangze with a smile. The relationship between the master and the apprentice was very weak, and most of the apprentices and masters had become teachers and friends in the teaching for decades.

Sir gangze took a look at Xu Yichen: "you see, this is what I am worried about. Demon hunters should be purely fighting for human beings, and you people are too much like soldiers."

"We represent one fifth of the world's human beings, sir. Adapt. Instead of pursuing purity, we should now focus on efficiency." Xu Yichen waved his hand and asked the two apprentices to lead the way: "the chaos that demon hunters have eliminated in the past 1000 years by traditional means may not be as much as we have killed at the border in the past three years. Sir, the world is changing too fast. The power of chaos has been increasing, while the power of demon hunters has been shrinking before we appear."

Sir Gunze felt that he should not argue with his apprentice. The other party was obviously trained. His life experience of more than 200 years obviously could not hold him down. Fortunately, there was an old Kane in the castle who was more than 300 years old.

"How's your day, Celine?" At the top of the castle of kelmohan, a girl with blue eyes sits quietly in front of old Kane. She doesn't say a word to him.

The white veil covered her skin below her eyes, but some gray and black dead skin could still be seen in the corner. The protruding blood vessels jumped and jumped, reflecting the girl's uneasy mood.

"Celine, I have promised you that there is a man who can cure your misfortune, and today this man will arrive at kelmohan castle." Old Kane sighed. He had seen so many such tragedies in his life, and even personally solved the children who had been eroded by chaos. No matter how old he was, these memories were painful and unforgettable.

"You also said that method might save me or kill me, grandfather Kane. My father didn't want me?" The girl with blue eyes is much more mature than her peers and asks in a very calm tone.

"It's not that your father doesn't want you anymore. He has something more important to do. It's about the lives of countless people." Old Kane comforted Celine: "your father's position makes him have to do these things, because no one can replace him."

"Since I was born, every time he's gone is because no one can replace him." Celine dodged old Kane's hand: "I'm willing to accept that man's purification, no matter what the result, I'm fed up with the present life!"

Celine pulled the veil off her face, revealing her ferocious face, mutated flesh and blood, gray and black dead skin, which made her look more like a mummy that had been dried for decades. The deformed and protruding blood vessels formed the symbol of blasphemy on the originally delicate face!

Old Kane grabbed the veil with the speed that the girl couldn't respond to and covered the girl's face again. It was only a moment when she was exposed to the air that the infection area on her face spread upward by several millimeters!

"Celine, don't joke about your life. The power of this veil can prevent the poison from corroding you. You are a sensible child. Don't do it again!" Old Kane carefully adjusted the position of the veil to cover all the rotten places.

Old Kane sighed. He didn't know whether everything happened to Celine was a curse to Stannis. Such a serious corruption happened to anyone, even the legendary strong man, should be enough to make people change. However, Celine still maintains the human identity and rationality.

The chaos evil spirit seems to want to see how a generation of legendary paladins intend to solve their daughter, which nibbles at Celine's body, but does not affect her soul. Old Kane does not know whether Stannis put Celine here is a kind of escape, but the legendary paladin is obviously ashamed of his daughter.

If Celine dies like this, I am afraid that the strongest guardian of the old world will become vulnerable in the face of chaos in the future, and Celine will become his permanent weakness.

Hopefully, Xu Yichen's blood can completely eradicate the erosion mark on Celine.

Old Kane, holding Celine's immature shoulder, stood at the top of the castle and looked down together. On the mountain road in the distance, a human knight was going up the mountain.

In the battle field of the Europa Empire, Stannis stood in the clouds and looked down on the hellish battlefield below. Human bodies fell to the ground and were covered by chaotic corpses. The chaotic corpses were soaked in the blood of both sides. The earth had lost its former color. The red color of human blood became the main color, dotted with chaotic blood of various colors.

Players die all the time. Up to now, the number of players killed in one day in the Europa Empire has exceeded 50000, which has caused the panic of EU players. In reality, they are not a country that can fight to the end, let alone in the game world where the government's control has been seriously reduced?

Torchwood has to face a new crisis. With the death of a large number of players on the front line, the speed of forming a new reserve team began to decline seriously. Players actively signed up at the beginning, and now it has become a recruitment system, and a large number of players still refuse to serve."Not enough, Europa. If you want to settle in this world, you must keep your blood." The light of Stannis, who did not dare to see the shadow of Stannis from the distance, seemed to come from the light of the world.

This man has used the blood of dozens of angels to prove his strength. Unless the Lord of dawn gives up his kingdom of God in heaven and comes to the material world, the Church of dawn has no means to embarrass this man.

Like Stannis, there is another existence hiding behind the clouds. It is a corrupt wizard who believes in the Lord of the devils. He has a bird like head, blue feathers, and, in addition to two arms, a pair of wings covered with bone thorns.

A twisted Scepter was held by the corrupt wizard and looked at the paladin in the distance with a watchful look: "not enough. They are all false souls. When can I hunt the real soul, I can't wait!"

"Soon, soon! The prophecy of Saint treachery will not be wrong, and we will soon reap a great deal of soul Behind the head of the rotten wizard's bird, there is also a human face: "this is the fruit growing on the tree of destiny. Harvest in turn, sooner or later, there will always be harvest!"

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