Chapter 41 The World's Arrogity

With a heroic sword, I look directly in front of my eyes, with a mountain of knives and fire, or the wind and rain with the fall of autumn, I have no regrets. I can sigh that there are many strange people in the world, but there are many grinding roads.

Looking at the wild goose flying south, only love remains, crossing the horse far away, not seeing the journey, asking the spring boudoir's resentment, only the taste remains, aftertaste for thousands of years, far away.

-"Gentment

Kintelson stared at the ring of life with a crazy look. He couldn't wait to put it on his hand. At the moment he put on the ring of life, Kintelson suddenly felt that he seemed to be thirty years younger. He felt infinite energy, and many young feelings suddenly came back to his mind. The shyness of the beautiful nun, the power for the first time, the horror of killing for the first time, the feeling of youth made him crazy.

His chest suddenly burned with desire, and suddenly appeared blood, which was a kind of pride unique to young people, and he was the only one who respected. Güntherson enjoyed this feeling very much.

He even thought of the throne that ruled the spiritual world.

But Kintelson is not an ordinary person. He took off the ring, and the feeling suddenly disappeared in an instant. This huge contrast suddenly made him feel deeply tired, so that he was full of nostalgia for the ring of life.

He kept **ing himself in his heart: "I wore it until the moment I gave the ring to the Pope." In the end, he could not resist the desire for youth and put on the ring and never put it down.

And next to him, Dilaski stood beside him very depressedly. Just yesterday, when he wore this ring, under the protection of the knights of the Holy See, he came to the life tribe to become a marquis. After passing the unique handover ceremony, the ring was asked back by Kintelson, and he wore it himself. A fake ring.

After enjoying the joy of this moment, Kintelson said to Dilasky, "You have done a good job. Keep working hard. I think Bill's Ke listens to you very much. After the holy war is over, we have eliminated the heresy. I will definitely let you sit on the throne of the Villa people."

Then Kintelson looked gloomy. He said, "Who stole the ring? If I know, I must purify this person. This dirty and shameless thief dares to fight with the Holy See.

At this time, Dilaski just showed a reluctant smile. At this moment, the former wise marquis who betrayed his fellow race fell into deep confusion. The Marquis of Villa lost his very symbolic ring. Is it still the Marquis of Villa? Even if he became the king of the Villa people, he did not represent the history of Villa. How long can he sit with the ring of glory?

In a tent, Bill's Ke curled up in the quilt, and his face obviously cried. At this time, he stood up and faced the mirror.

The green silk fell down, and a beauty clearly appeared in the mirror. Bill's Ke looked at the person in the mirror and said, "Filytina, is this what you want?" With that, she fell softly.

She shed tears, no longer the heroic and accurate marquis, but who can really know the girl's pain.

Just as Bill's Ke was crying, in a room where the jihadist forces of the Puo Empire were stationed, Sisyphus wore a ring and his heart was full of ambition. He couldn't help laughing and said, "This is the ring of Vera. It's really magical, as long as it is set With the remaining six rings, can we reproduce the great cause of the Issa the Great? He laughed almost wildly, and at this time, he couldn't help but be full of a strange affection: "I will take you back and wait for me."

At this time, there seemed to be a desire in his heart that he couldn't help venting. He told him outside the door. After a while, a beautiful girl came to his room. The crazy Sisyphus did not have any words. He threw down the girl and madly vent his desire, as if the woman under him was The world is the enemy and the ideal to be realized.

The boundless flame burned on the whole Villa grassland. Millions of Villa people cried helplessly. They felt overwhelmed in the face of the sudden attack of robbers. They cried. They were helpless. The sad Villa people were eager to save a hero at this time, but the mythical heroes were not So easy to appear, they suddenly have resentment against the Holy See, whether it is hatred of the jihadist army or despair of the future.

It is ironic, especially for the people of the life tribe, to let a traitor become the marquis of their own tribe under traditional principles.

It's just that this feeling is deeply buried in the hearts of every Villar, which makes them have to think about the future, but at this moment, they have to face those beast-like jihadists and turn hundreds of years of savings into ashes.

And the atrocities of the jihadist forces on the Vera grassland have also aroused a strong response in the whole Sanlan world. First of all, those ordinary people. Although they despise the Villa people, as devout believers, they are very disgusted with the behavior of the jihadist army wielding butcher knives to people who have a sense of faith, some righteous Priests and knights also made speeches accusing the atrocities of the jihadist army, but on the other hand, the Holy See and several jihadist countries issued announcements, clearly declaring that the jihadist actions were in line with doctrine, which undoubtedly shattered the hopes of countless Villa people.

The descendants of the once glorious and proud Izusa the Great are facing a huge disaster at this moment.

Although this declaration cannot calm people's doubts, the condemnation of the jihadist army is full of the whole world of St. Lan, and a considerable number of people have a slight wavering in their faith in the Holy See.

After all, what is it that can't protect the faith of the people?

This is something that the chiefs of the Holy See did not expect.

However, all this is that the Villa people who are in the midst of suffering seem so unimportant. Now they just know that they live in deep trouble, and people's condemnation cannot replace the plundering of power. Even in order to plunder wealth as soon as possible, the behavior of the jihadist army is even more brutal.

In a brightly lit tent, Tang Feng and they looked at each other speechlessly. The hearts of the military sergeants were full of gloating, but there was a strange feeling, because they gradually regarded this place as their hometown, and the ideal of the bright moon grassland had never been brown in their hearts.

All Villa people have a deep face, and the people here are very gnashing their teeth at the crime of the jihadist forces, because it violates the bottom line of every Villa noble.

Tang Feng's killing, after the miracle of that night, was regarded as a trial by people. Moreover, it was also a wise tribe that was not the first to betray its marquis in the face of external pressure, which made every nobleman hate deeply. Moreover, this "seven-day blood" atrocities indirectly proved the Ministry of Wisdom. After all, the mistake of the Holy See's behavior is a hundred times more shameful than that of Tang Feng, so people are silent about it.

Because there was almost no reason for the killing of the jihadist army, how ironic it was that they waved their knives at the people in need of liberation, and the Holy See played the most shameful role and color.

In a power-dominated world, public opinion is so fragile that it may only be used to fight against power.

A considerable number of Villa nobles dispelled their illusions about the jihadist army.

Invisibly, Tang Feng was united internally, which was something that many people had never thought of.

In the silent tent, Tang Feng made a statement, which shocked the world of St. Lan again.

This announcement was widely circulated because Tang Feng said, "I will wash the holy mountain with blood."

This is almost a naked declaration of war against the Holy See, and there is no way out for the two sides.

After the time of the massacre and Tang Feng's announcement, the wise people felt a precursor of a storm. They ran away one after another, but for various reasons, they finally died and went silent.

"Run, run, run." This is the feeling of Mojekov and Solayec at this moment, and this is what the two marquis feel after that night's fight.

They fled hurriedly on the grassland with less than 10,000 subordinates, as if they could hear the footsteps of chasing in the back. The two marquis seemed to have an illusion that the whole world seemed to be against them.

Getting up one morning, Solayaki shouted, "My ring, my ring." I just saw him shouting very urgently and angrily.

Mojekov, who was in the tent next to him, hurried over and found Solayic sitting on the ground, whispering "my ring". Moyekov saw that the jumping ring in Solayat's hand had disappeared. Last night, Solayechi drank a lot of wine, but he didn't know that the ring had been stolen in his sleep. This made him feel a deep helplessness and decadence.

And when people were counting the number, the two soldiers who were on duty for Solayatchi last night disappeared, and they also stole five fast horses.

Just when the two of them were at a loss, there was a wolf howling outside.

The two low marquis suddenly changed their faces and their bitter faces were full of fear. Their eyes clearly conveyed a message that the devil was about to come.

And thousands of snow wolves have appeared outside their camp, as well as those military sergeants in black armor, and the first person to ride on the dragon was either Tang Feng or anyone else.

And behind them, there are still 20,000 Villa warriors.

This will be nearly 30,000 people, surrounding the camp of less than 10,000 people, while Tang Feng sat on the dragon and looked down at the two Villa people.

The two marquis couldn't do anything to see, regardless of too much emotion. They made a big account, rode a horse, and came to Tang Feng accompanied by a few knights. Their appearance surprised everyone on the opposite side.

It's just that the two marquises said even more amazing words, which shocked all the people present. This sentence also completely changed the situation of the war on the whole Vera Prairie at this moment.