Afro-Assy King Yafuan looked at the mural tightly, and said a few words in his white teeth.

"Asai God!"

"And...the little man in the bottle!"

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In the fortress.

Byron, the commander of the Sun Flame Legion, was inspecting his army, and many of the people in the army were young people from Pans City.

Many of them are former friends of Byron, from the west of the city.

Like Byron, they experienced that disaster personally and lost something important in the disaster.

Byron was surrounded and admired by a large number of soldiers, but many people also looked at him with fear and disgust.

It's like.

Like the Dark Moon General.

You can win with Byron, but many of the people who follow him have become a fire pattern on his right arm.

He was like a flame, devouring the life of his enemies and the life of his companions.

Byron stood among the crowd and said to everyone.

"We've won!"

"It's just one last step away from winning that city."

"Peace will come, we will completely clean up the existences that disrupt this country and order, and the brand new country that General Darkmoon calls it will be born."

"The sacrifices that have been made will become worth it."

"And everything you do will become valuable."

Byron also said to himself in his heart: "All I have chosen to take over the power of the abyss will also become valuable."

A young man asked in the crowd.

"Will the day General Dark Moon really come?"

Before Byron could answer, the deputy commander shouted: "It will definitely be!"

The entire legion was caught in cheers and was full of fighting spirit.

Byron looked at the deputy commander: "I can't wait to break through that city."

Byron still cared about the new country that General Darkmoon mentioned.

A description of the future.

He was carrying hatred, he had endless anger, and although he had nightmares again and again, he could never fall asleep.

But the sense of justice left by himself and the wish left by his childish and reckless self remained on him.

At least.

He felt that General Dark Moon was a hero, and he was the one who helped the hero, just like the companion of the heroes in the story.

However, in Byron's expectation.

What he finally waited for was a transfer order, ordering the Sun Flame Alchemy Legion to go to the Giant Snake Road to guard against any abnormal movements that might occur at any time in Suinhall's Alpens Fortress.

The mission of attacking the Winged Demon City is carried out by the Silver Snake Legion who has just arrived.

"Why?"

Byron couldn't understand.

The enemy was right in front of him. He was first forced to hold him down and waited for the Silver Snake Legion; after waiting for the Silver Snake Legion to arrive, he was transferred to the Giant Snake Road.

Although the Suinhall Legion on the other side of the Giant Snake Road had abnormal movements, he still couldn't accept it.

When the deputy commander saw the transfer order, he said seriously to Byron.

"Byron!"

"This is an order!"

Byron still couldn't accept it, but the deputy commander's words were already dead.

Military orders are like mountains and cannot be disobeyed.

He could only watch the Silver Snake Legion take over the fortress defense and prepare to launch a final general attack on the Winged Demon City, and he led the Sun Flame Legion to the Giant Snake Road and Alpens Fortress.

While he was on the march, the Silver Snake Alchemy Legion and a large number of other ordinary legions attacked the Winged Demon City under heavy siege.

At this point, the Winged Demon City did not resist at all, and some people even opened the city and surrendered directly.

After the Silver Snake Legion entered the city, it immediately searched all core members of the Southern Confederate Alliance.

Then.

There was no intention of judgment, and they were executed in the city.

At this time, Byron rushed into the city with a small team and suddenly appeared at the execution ground.

Byron stood up: "How could it be not you? Who else could it be if you weren't?"

Byron was at a loss. He looked at his mortal enemy in front of him. He always regarded him as his biggest enemy, and was side by side with the main priest of the Abyss Cult.

He paid a huge price, fought war after war and sacrificed countless people.

Finally, this person turned into a prisoner.

However, at this moment he realized that everything that had nothing to do with the person in front of him.

He turned his head and looked at the other person on the scaffolding platform, and grabbed his neck tightly.

"you tell me!"

"Did you do it?"

The other person's face was filled with fear, but no answer or picture was found in his mind.

"Not you?"

Byron was like a lunatic, holding one and a man, asking the same answer.

"Is that you?"

"Is it you?"

Byron finally discovered.

No one present knew the truth about the incident back then.

Byron stood on the wooden platform and circled around the high place, as if he was dizzy.

He looked at the people who were looking at him from the stage, then looked back at the prisoners on the gallows, and was completely confused.

"have no idea?"

"Why no one knows?"

Byron took back the flames surrounding the scaffolding and came down from a high place.

The commander of the Silver Snake Legion then issued an order and told the others to continue the execution.

The king of the Southern Confederacy was hung on the rope and slowly swallowed.

Suddenly.

Byron, who was walking down in a daze, looked back at the other person and looked at the ugly dead figure.

He once looked forward to seeing this scene, and he thought this was the answer and result he wanted.

However, at this moment.

All that is left is deep doubt.

He didn't feel any pleasure, and the monstrous hatred in his heart was not released at all.

He was like a bull who was about to be mad. His body was so hot that he was about to be ignited by the flames, but he could only wander around in the same place.

He could not find the enemy, he had a huge anger in his body, but he was locked tightly in the jar.

Suddenly, he asked the commander of the Silver Snake Legion.

"Why are they so anxious to execute?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Legion replied: "It's the general's order."

Byron then asked, "Why are you so anxious?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Legion said: "Because of Suinhall's threat, only by cleaning up all these people, Suinhall has no reason to interfere in the affairs of the Wanser King Court."

Byron didn't say anything, just lowered his head.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted.

It's hard to remove it again.
To be continued...