18 traitor

For Betty, Sus has always had an instinctive sense of rejection, and he can't explain why.

Sometimes he always wonders if he is so cold-blooded that he can't even feel the feelings of his closest relatives. But it seems that there is nothing wrong with my instinct. No, it should be said that I haven't missed it.

But if Betty did this, "Why?"

"There are so few clues that we can't speculate." Hu Chidai just shook his head, "If we judge correctly according to all the information, then the only thing we can think of is that Mrs. Betty wants to drive you to a dead end in order to regain your trust and then lend a helping hand to impress you~!" The military god girl shrugged her shoulders. This inference was too dramatic. To be honest, Hu Chiyo himself did not believe it would be like this.

Thesi's reaction to this also shook his head. Chiyo's information is correct. In fact, it refers to the information that Betty's mother may not be true.

"What do you mean?"

"Let's make a plan. We can't judge what the other party's purpose is now, so we can only make an inference first and see which direction the person hidden in the dark wants us to go, so as to judge what he really wants. As long as you are careful, there will always be a way to catch his horse."

The military god girl said so, but her expression was not much relaxed. She just exhaled slightly, and her face was still sad.

"Chiyo, are you all right?"

"The body should be fine, but I think that if this answer is revealed, it may not be a good thing. Now we have the feeling of stepping into the quagmire, and it's not comfortable at all."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Hearing this sentence, Hu Chiyo, who showed an expression of 'I'm surprised', smiled, "It's rare for Xiu to become gentle!"

The girl's rare joke made the cold-blooded emperor of Magic Sword City a little embarrassed.

"Well, our matter has been finished. You should also tell us something!" Without continuing to embarrassce, Hu Chiyo took the authentic from him and asked as if he were pointing.

Is it really a thousand generations? Xiusi sighed helplessly and relievedly. Many things can't hide from her eyes, and Xius also knows that sometimes Chiyo doesn't know, but won't ask. Now that she had asked, Xiusi knew that he had to say it.

"What do you want to know?"

"What is that about your ability?"

The Magic Sword Emperor was a little surprised. He thought that Chiyo would ask something deeper, but he didn't expect that it was just what he had just displayed in public. This... I don't know how I did it. In short, I will suddenly read the memory from the object. Well, according to Betty's side, it should be called the impression on the timeline, knowing all the memories on this weapon.

"Sure enough, that's true!" Somehow, Hu Chiyo became a little excited, "No wonder the wreckage of the place you passed is completely different from your previous way of fighting, and it's a demigod weapon again! If it can be read like this, those demigod armed forces that don't know how to use can instantly become combat power!"

Uh... Xiusi didn't expect Hu Chiyo to say this. By the way, Xiusi didn't realize such a simple thing. As long as those demigod armed forces are taken back, they can be used by anyone by reading and using them. Before, I thought it was good to be alone, and I never thought about fighting against the legion.

"Well, Chiyo, how much do you want to know?"

"Well, that's enough." Chiyo grazed his temples gracefully. "Now our main task is to defeat Iroy, and everything else will be considered after that."

What a practical guy. Xiusi sighed in his heart, but he also knew that Chiyo had left room for himself. After all, no one likes to be questioned.

"Well, then let people announce Lilia's death, and then you have to get angry again in front of everyone!"

Uh, it was spontaneous before, of course it's easy, but if you let Sius act...

"Chiyo, what did I look like when I got angry?"

"It's safe. It's no different from getting angry and not getting angry."

“..................”

The next morning.

Under the rage, the Magic Sword Emperor announced that he would destroy Parsa. Of course, not many people took this kind of madness seriously. Then there was the bloody cleaning of the whole Magic Sword City. This cleaning included not only spy spies, but also some wall grass that had been agitated and corrupted. Basically, people who had contact with Parsa's s spies could not escape punishment.

In this seemingly chaotic cleaning, Hu Chiyo also carefully ordered people to search for lost things that may seem to be abandoned demigod armed. Wouldn't it be a waste if Xiusi has this ability without it?

As for Xius himself, he has more troublesome things to solve - Curran.

The source of all this information leakage pointed to Kuran, who simply couldn't even excuse others for her, but the only thing she couldn't understand was her motive.

Seus knocked on the door of the courtyard where Curran lived, and Curran still sat in the pavilion of the small courtyard drinking tea, as if nothing had happened. Xius did hope that nothing would happen, but this is not the time to turn a blind eye. Untied his sword and cloak and handed it over to the religious warrior at the door. The young emperor breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Curran. He has decided to clarify this matter no matter what Curran says.

"Lord Kuran."

After approaching, Susi unconsciously stopped in the pavilion at the door. For a moment, he couldn't think of how to question him and changed his previous name.

Kuran, who looked at him sideways, didn't even look at Xius and drank tea by himself.

"Lord Kuran."

"Quiet."

Kuran replied lightly. This made Sius again not know how to speak. Is it going to drag on like this? But if Kuran admits it himself, what will he do? At this time, Xiusi's heart was in a mess, and there was no calmness of the king of a country. Just as he was in chaos, Kuran suddenly knocked on the marble table with his nails.

"Come and have a drink with me."

Have a drink? At this time, Xius realized that what Curran was drinking was not black tea, but red wine. Sure enough, isn't it right? Does she want to be so frank? The uncertain Susus obediently sat in front of Curran. I watched Curran poured a glass of red wine for him.

"Kuran..."

Kuran didn't give him a chance to speak. After drinking the glass of wine, his drunken red eyes stared at Sius: "Do you want to drink?"

"Uh, I..." Seus wanted to say something else. Kuran suddenly reached over, grabbed Seus's hand, sent it to his mouth, and forced Seus to drink the glass of wine. At the moment of drinking the wine, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind. In an instant, Xiusi's black eyes turned into bloodthirsty eyes and stared at Curran in front of him.

At this moment, Kuran showed a strange smile: "Friend, do you remember the smell of that apple?"

A sharp pain rose from his abdomen, and the Magic Sword Emperor's expression at this moment was more distorted than ever. He stared at the 'Kuran' in front of him and almost shot through the other party with murderous intent, but it seemed to be too late at this time.

"George Black..."

Bang! Standing at the door, the two religious warriors panicked to see that the two people who had just been fine fell on the table at this time.

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Olson Fortress.

The old soldier sitting on the wooden chair frowned slightly at the report sent. To be honest, he didn't expect that the four dragon riders sent would come back, and the soldiers who were sent out to garrison were swept away overnight. After all, the goal was completed, but the price he paid was unexpected.

The two rows of generals standing below did not dare to squeak. For the military god Eroy, this attack is indeed not a victory or honor. Although it is not directly under the command of Qianlong Cliff, Parsa's eight elite cavalry divisions have suffered heavy losses, and some of them have even been destroyed, not even a single alive. It is hard to believe that this was made by one person from beginning to end.

"Gentlemen, this is a lesson!"

The old military god's low voice slowly sounded in the military tent, not very loud but very clear, because no one dared to make a noise.

"I once taught you that there is no fluke in war, only bullying the weak and not defeating the strong. Any strategic tactics and divisional skills are short-lived, or locally powerful to make the whole collapse and finally achieve the goal of defeating the other party. But I forgot one thing. Miscalculation of the other party's skills and strategies may damage the army, but all the defeats in the world are due to underestimating the strength of the other party!"

Aroy patted the armrest and stood up, "From now on! Everyone put away the idea that the other party is just a small magic sword city! If you don't want your bodies to lie in this ravine! Just cheer me up and be careful! The elite of Qianlong Cliff did not die from the consumption of this projectile land! Cough, cough, cough..."

He was too excited to say that the already old military god could not stand still and suddenly fell forward. Fortunately, the guards on both sides quickly held him.

"Marshal! Don't be angry!"

"Marshal, pay attention to your health"

“............”

Aren's concern, the old military god waved his hand and signaled that he was fine: "I'm fine. I'm fine. The elder of Sky City said that I can live another 20 years." Eroy said it casually, but no one, including Sophie, knew whether what he said was true or not.

It's just a meeting about Magic Sword City, so it's suspended. For the whole Parsa, if there is no holy emperor, some people may feel that there is something wrong, but if there is no god of war, it will be like a change, not to mention the Parsa army.

The meeting ended temporarily, and Iroy did not have time to announce it in person, but the next strategy has been fully formulated. Qianlongya Army's magic sword is not old. How can it stop because of this blow? Anyway, this is just an appetizer for the most terrible war in history. One is an invincible military god, and the other is also an invincible military god. Their achievements are accumulated with blood and life, and no latecomer can deny the immortal glory.

And the most terrible war in the history of the war told future generations what would happen when the god of war met the god of war.