Bren Hill escapes from the dungeon in the Jose wasteland.

Dodge the patrol guards, leave the battlefield filled with burning smoke, and head towards Prince.

On the way,

Those terrible scenes that happened on the battlefield were constantly replayed in her mind.

Bren Hill felt the feeling of powerlessness for the first time.

at the end.

What impressed me most was what Kurman said to him.

"The Holy Mountain is no longer pure, perhaps leaving here is also a good choice." Bren Hill sighed.

The wild environment is complex.

In addition, the distance is long and the increasingly chaotic situation.

After Bren Hill arrived at Prince City where his companions were, time was already late at night.

Under the moonlight.

It's still that endless field.

This beautiful scene relaxed Bren Hill's tense mood a little. She finally had time to take a breath, and Medes's moving smile appeared in front of her.

Keep going forward.

Bren Hill's pupils suddenly contracted and he stopped.

She stared at her, a look of horror appeared on her face, and she clenched her fists tightly with almost irresistible.

In front of you.

Prince is not outside the tall walls.

Two huge fires were burning, and a greasy smell came to my face, making people unable to open their eyes.

After entering.

Bren Hill discovered that the fire was not burning in the fire.

But the corpse of humans.

Among the piles of corpses were old men and children, and some of them were very familiar with Bren Hill.

Most of their deaths were miserable. Some were split in half from the middle, some were beheaded, and some were cruelly dismembered. What's even more terrifying is that from the remaining ashes outside the city.

These two are not the only ones in similar corpse piles.

In the fire.

The Holy Sects in huge kinetic armor threw the corpses into the burning fire without any mercy, just like dragging goods.

The flames burned more and more vigorously.

Bren Hill also felt his remaining reason burning together.

She walked out of the darkness.

After seeing the scarred Valkyrie, the Holy Sect stopped the movements in their hands, and some guys who did not wear helmets showed a look of surprise on their faces.

Behind the city wall.

Bren Hill also saw Decathon wearing thick cotton coats.

After seeing Bren Hill, the guy showed a look of surprise and fear, but soon, he was replaced by confidence.

He smiled.

Her body, like a meat ball, held her head and chest up, walked towards Bren Hill.

"His Excellency Valkyrie."

Decathon saluted, "Dear Valkyrie, you don't need to take action. Those rebels have been put down, most of the rioters have been eliminated, and a small number have been punished."

Behind him, several fully armed Holy Sect soldiers were followed.

Seeing Bren Hill's soft face shrouded in the firelight, it was motionless.

Decathon felt guilty and swallowed his saliva.

But he still said loudly without giving up, "I'm sorry, but this is the Holy Mountain order, and I'm just responsible for implementing it."

Said.

He took out a sheepskin scroll from his arms.

On the cover of the scroll, there is a unique anti-counterfeiting logo of the Holy Mountain.

Bren Hill just glanced down and saw that the sign on it was definitely not a fake, and Decathlon, as the local city lord, had no courage to do such things.

only…

"I should have told you that you can guarantee the right of those refugees to survive."

Bren Hill said.

Her eyes were faint, and the scarlet moonlight coated her body with an indelible layer of blood, and in an instant it seemed as if Shura had arrived.

"I…"

Cold sweat broke out on Decathon's obese forehead.

But he still acted like he was ready to die, and spoke in a miserable and disgusting tone: "But as the city lord, protecting the city is my primary responsibility, and I am just taking the orders above."

He spread his hands and continued:

"His Highness Bren Hill, both nobles, can you understand our difficulties in comparison."

"No, not now."

The crackling sound of the flames was as if the unjust souls were also echoing each other from afar. The Holy Sect soldiers subconsciously held the guns in their hands, but still felt chill all over.

"What do you want to do?"

The darkness swallowed Valkyrie's gray-blue pupils.

Huge fear enveloped Decathon's heart and he screamed loudly, like a trembling mouse.

"Are you going to betray the Holy Mountain?"

"No, it was the Holy Mountain that betrayed its people." Bren Hill said heavily.

She reached out and held her hand forward.

Invisible ripples bloomed from Valkyrie's tall body to the outside, the flames solidified, the ripples rippled in the moonlight, and the sharp sound of Decathon completely solidified.

Bang!

A huge force burst out from the city lord's body from the inside to the outside.

It's like a bloody firework.

The broken limbs and head flew in different directions, and the internal organs were torn everywhere, and the smell of fishy smell came to your nose.

The two Holy Sect soldiers following Decathlon subconsciously raised their guns and pointed the gun at Bren Hill, but when they realized what stupid things they were doing, they were still under their feet in panic.

Bren Hill strode forward and enters the city.

"Where is Medes?"

Looking at the ruins in front of you, Bren Hill's voice was cold.

"It's an angel, it's an angel that took your companion away." The fat tavern owner knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

"Have you finally reached this point?"

When entering Prince City.

Bren Hill once thought about whether one day he would stand in an opposite position with Holy Mountain.

but.

She never thought about it.

This day will come so quickly, and there is no room for maneuver.

She raised her head.

Only then did I realize that before I knew it, dawn had arrived again.

When leaving the city, the Holy Cult Army was releasing the rebels who were imprisoned in the cage.

In one of the cages.

Bren Hill saw Gruth, the former Holy Cult Army had become dying.

One of his eyes was brutally dug out, his face was pale, and his work clothes were covered with black blood stains. After seeing Bren Hill, he opened his mouth and wriggled his lips weakly.

His tongue was cut off so he couldn't make any sound.

But through the rhythm of his lips, Bren Hill could still understand what he said.

"fraud."

Bren Hill took a deep breath.

Bury all these things in your heart and rush towards the holy mountain.

...

Western continent.

Somewhere inconspicuous barren mountain.

Jamia, with a snake's tail, opened her arms, and the golden sunlight flowed on her beautiful curved body.
To be continued...