Chapter 3484

Just where the knight disappeared, there was only a dagger on the ground. After a moment's hesitation, brinchoff went over and bent over to pull it out, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

"Wait!"

When he was at a loss, there was a heavy voice behind him. Brinchov looked back, but he was startled.

Behind him, there was a big man with a bull's head and a man's body standing there. The other man was almost half a meter higher than him.

"Periner, I'm late!"

The Tauren looked at the broken sword on the ground, knelt down without hesitation, then bowed to it, and then he looked up at brinchoff on one side.

"Are you the important friend that periner said? I'm Maurice house, and I've been his best friend. Thank you for being here

Brynchov is confused at this time, periner, molihaus, these are not all the characters of the first era of Terrel!

"Yes, he is perinal wisch, the knight of the Holy Spirit, the greatest fighter. He died in the war with aled. Umariel the feathered is immortal, and the aurora elves of meretia are brave and good at fighting. If the platinum tower collapses, then the Empire we created with alexia will collapse. After that, the whole continent will not be shaken in the raging war "Yes."

"Periner killed aled's army of elves and their spiritual support with one man's strength. He smashed the enemy's head with a hammer and cut off the wings of the feathered with a sword, so that meritia's power would not attack again. Those Aurora elves finally became like reptiles, but in the end, he was torn to pieces by the evil army of elves, where he died That's all I found. "

Said the Tauren morrihaus from behind to take out a bloody head, this head has long been beyond recognition, from its hair color, can barely see that it originally has a snow-white long hair, like flying dandelion in general. Only now, it has completely turned reddish brown, and stick together, very ugly.

"Now, I need to recycle my best friend's weapons."

When he heard this, brinchoff quickly got out of the way. The Tauren held out his hand, grasped the handle of the sword, and then lifted it up with great force, and the dagger came out of the floor.

A wisp of white smoke floated out from the broken sword. The Tauren grew up and swallowed the wisp of smoke into his stomach.

"May the wind of ginales purify your soul, my dear friend!" Then the Tauren released his hands, and the broken sword showed a warm light, just like the sun. He extended his arm and handed the broken sword to brinchov.

"It's periner's sword! It's his natural anger. Now, my old friend has completely left us. As a witness, I will give you this sword as a symbol of the immortal hero! "

Brinchov did not dare to refuse. He took the broken sword with trembling hands. The handle of the sword was still warm, as if someone had just touched it. However, it was too heavy to breathe.

"Please hold it tightly, hope you can meet one day."

With that, the Tauren turned and left. When he left, brinchov also saw that beside him was a small human woman with golden hair. They walked together and looked more like husband and wife.

Brinchov withdrew his hand. He looked at the broken sword that had faded and rusted, and then fell into another memory.

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"Report sir, we found these people in the village just now."

A long faced elf officer with a group of men, followed by a group of prisoners bound by ropes. The war has just been extinguished here, and their troops are cleaning the battlefield here. These prisoners are all captured from that village. They are just a group of unarmed ordinary people.

The elf, who was called the chief, wandered around the group of captives, then the whip in his hand was raised, and his head was raised to the face of a young man who was hostile to him.

With a crackle, the whip hit the young man's face, and the other side gave a cry and fell to the ground. He began to roll on the ground, and his face was torn open by the whip.

"I don't like this guy. Pull him out and chop him down!"

"Yes, sir!" The elf officer tilted his head and motioned to his men to drag the young man down.

The rest of the prisoners were too frightened to look up at the elf officer.

"The rest of the people pull down, the children and old people are all cut down, the women choose good-looking ones for other soldiers, and the rest of the young people are pulled to the slave market!"

"Yes, sir!"

So dozens of Elven soldiers with weapons urged the captives to take them down.

Among the captives, there was a furtive figure, really brinchov. He just touched the broken sword before, and then he lost consciousness. Then he opened his eyes and found that he was being chased by a group of elves, and he was also unarmed."Fortunately, I'm smart enough to keep calm and look around."

It's impossible to escape, and let's go! There are so many elves, and they don't know where they are now. Running around is no different from dying.

So brinchov obeyed and followed the captives to the city under the escort of the Elven soldiers.

They suffered a lot along the way. They not only had nothing to eat, but also got whipped when they walked slowly. Brinchoff looked at the people around him. Most of them were Imperials, and a few were Rhodes and Brighton, but they were all strangers.

Soon, the Elven soldiers stopped in a place like an exchange. Judging from the surrounding architectural style, it should be a wonderful place.

"Put them all in, number them, run away one, and I'll ask you!"

From the interior of the building, a group of people came out. Looking at their clothes, they seemed to belong to a certain gang. Brinchov obediently went in, and was thinking about when he could contact the members of the thieves' Guild here and explore the situation of the next week.

In the end, brinchov was assigned to a place like a prison. This place is dark and humid, and there are a lot of mice and cockroaches as companions. The people who live here, yellow and skinny, have been abused for a long time.

"This place is not good or bad. It's very difficult to go out because of the style of the side lock. It's better to go step by step."

Soon, brinchov accepted everything here, which was just a precious experience for him. During this period, he changed his face, and then had a new identity - slave.