Shameless rebel! The words of the Son of Nature stunned everyone in the command post, including the Druid of the Wind Hull, who had been arguing with him a moment ago. No one was waiting to ask. Link turned into a white light and flew out with a "whoosh" like a magic missile that had identified its target. "What's going on?" "I don't know, the son of nature didn't leave a word." "Could it be Julian" "Shh-" The commanders were talking about it, Archduke Kolk Afraid of affecting morale, he stopped the growing speculation. "No matter what, it's not good news for us. Be prepared to face the enemy." The commanders nodded in agreement, but did not let go of their doubts. The protagonist they discussed, Julian, the deputy leader of the Knights of the Dawn, was experiencing a turning point that changed his life. It was enough for him to be embarrassed and angry when deserters from the personal guard knights he cultivated, even if it was not the case normally, but it happened at the time of the confrontation with the undead on the front line. This made Julian feel that he had lost all dignity and was overwhelmed by anger. Fainted, he ignored Bernardo's dissuasion and insisted on pursuing the fleeing men. After leaving the fortress and the valley, the vast wilderness was a silvery white, and the blizzard mixed with the biting cold wind woke up the fevered mind. Julian, who came to his senses, soon experienced the consequences of his recklessness - he was lost. To be more precise, the positioning magic was blocked by magic. The teleportation scroll and the positioning magic pointer carried by him all failed. No matter which direction he went, he saw an endless frozen wilderness. It was not even possible to tell whether he was spinning in place or not. After making a big circle, he came back. "Deputy Commander, we are trapped." Adjutant Ari warned cautiously, choosing his words as carefully as possible, fearing that one might accidentally anger Julian, who was already on the verge of an explosion. Looking at the whirling pointer, Julian couldn't help but cursed: "Damn undead." Of course he knew that the current situation of the Knights was not as simple as getting lost. The undead controlled most of the areas outside the valley. They were probably targeted as soon as they left. The young and energetic Julian relied on his talent and boldness to try his best. He firmly believed that he was capable of fighting even if he met a lord. "How many days is it now?" "You shouldn't have come out" "There is no way to go back." "We will all be trapped and die in the wilderness" Frustrated and complaining comments rose and fell behind us. , Julian's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he suppressed his anger several times. "Now is an extraordinary period. You cannot punish your subordinates at will as usual, otherwise it will cause a greater backlash. Maybe this is exactly what the enemy wants to force him to do. He even felt that he had been set up. He didn't even remember how he left the fortress. When he came to his senses, he was already marching in a blizzard in uniform. Although no one spoke, the knights' eyes and expressions all revealed the same message - they had great disgust and resistance to this pursuit. Not only were they being pursued by former comrades, but also because of the bad weather and the huge disparity in the numbers of the undead army, once they were surrounded, they had no chance of winning with their small numbers. Just when the depressing atmosphere is about to reach its peak, the boundless white wilderness finally incorporates a hint of change. "There is movement!" The sentry at the forefront sent back news that cheered everyone up. Even if it was an enemy situation, it was better than dead silence. "Get ready for battle!" Julian summoned his lightsaber and rushed to the front of the team. A black spot first appeared on the white horizon, and then gradually lengthened. Julian waited patiently for a while. The team walked crookedly, completely different from the undead who had no formation but were not loose. "It's a human being" Airi breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want a fight at all. There was not much food left, and a few people had even been hungry for several days and marched. They were exhausted both physically and mentally. Fighting in this state would only increase unnecessary casualties. Yulian was a brave man and rarely cared about his subordinates. All these considerations that belonged to the commander had to be handled by his adjutant. "It's not just a caravan." Julian observed carefully for a while, and finally confirmed that it was a team that included carriages, guards, and a large number of refugees. Judging from the direction, it should be heading towards the border town of Brenda. . "It's already winter in the north, and Brenda is coming here at this time. Has the rebellion in the south become more serious than the undead?" Ai Rui's heart was once again relieved. What is more terrifying than the undead these days? If the rebellion of the princes has reached the point where even ordinary people have to flee to the north, the imperial capital?The Holy See will not be able to send follow-up reinforcements. Damn it, the undead side will attack at any time The opponent also discovered the knights standing in the wilderness and accelerated their march. After taking a closer look, Julian became more and more firm in his conjecture. It was indeed a mixture of caravans and refugees. There were only a few guards. People looked frightened and kept looking around. Thinking of this, Julian's originally indifferent face turned gloomy. As he signaled to stop, someone emerged from the caravan. "Dear Sir Knight." The young man who still had some childishness put his right hand on his chest and performed a simple courtesy: "We are refugees who escaped from the Imperial Capital and want to go to Brenda, the North Town. Please escort us under the bright light. "Yi Cheng." Although his clothes were messy and his face was pale, his speech and behavior were very decent, and you could tell at a glance that he was not a commoner. Seeing Julian twitch the corner of his mouth, he let out a cold snort that made Ari's scalp numb. He was well aware of the temperament of his boss. The man who looked like he was from a high family brought out the God of Light, and his words showed weakness but contained threats. "The Knights are chasing the rebels. I'm sorry that I can't escort you. Brenda is not far away. You can go there on your own." Julian never gave a good look to those who dared to use gods to coerce him. He had had enough of this kind of behavior in the imperial capital, but he didn't expect that someone would still play this trick on him when he was sent to the northern border. The young man seemed to have expected to be rejected, and immediately changed his words: "We were attacked yesterday, and there are a large number of wounded who need treatment" "Wounded?" Julian, who looked unhappy, suddenly smiled, as if in winter. The ice and snow melted, and he was originally a handsome man who was both heroic and handsome. His always tense face made him seem unapproachable. This sudden change made the caravan members, including the young man, feel in a trance for a moment. The young man who was the representative of the caravan quickly woke up and caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man behind the knight leader shaking his head. For a moment, he had a feeling that something bad was going on, which was even more terrifying than being attacked. "Your Excellency, you" Julian jumped off the horse with a bang, and his armored feet landed on the ground. The metal collided with the hard ice, making a crisp sound with every step he took, even if The howling snowstorm couldn't hide the sound that made everyone's hearts beat together. "You mean an attack? In this northern wasteland where only the undead are wandering?" The young man's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately realized his mistake. There is no cure for the corpse poison of the undead, and the only thing that can restrain it is the magic of the God of Light. Although the armored knight in front of him comes from the Order of Light, the Knight of the Dawn who believes in the supremacy of force is different from the soft-hearted priest. He treats the infected People only kill in pain. "Wait Your Excellency, they are not" Before he could finish his words, there was a scream behind him. The young man hurriedly turned around. The carriage that was originally used for shielding had been split into pieces by the powerful energy. The person lying inside The light blade originally held in the knight's hand was inserted into his chest. "Lookwhat is this" Julian's protracted tone seemed careless, but there was an uncontrollable murderous intention. The dead wounded men were wearing the same robes and armor as the knights opposite, and they were Julian's escaped subordinates. Moreover, there was black-gray corpse poison on his body that looked like mold spots, and he was obviously infected. "Ignoring their identities as deserters, you actually want to take people who have been infected by the undead to Brenda. Do you know what this will cause?" Julian's smile was like a flash in the pan, and it has returned to being as cold as ice, and his blue eyes are under the influence of divine power. It's amazingly bright under the blessing. "No, please listen to my explanation There is a reason for this, please listen to me" The situation took a turn for the worse, and the young man hurriedly explained, not at all as calm as before. However, Julian would not give him a chance to explain. He checked the carriages and people one by one, and those who were not infected were driven aside, while those poor people who were unfortunate enough to be attacked last night were massacred mercilessly one after another. The hot and wet blood dyed the white snow red. Many people were frightened by the scene before them and cried and shouted. Some even wanted to escape, but where could they escape? They exhausted their guards on the way here, and they were cold and Hungry, many people were injured. The civilians without fighting ability were no match for the strong Dawn Knights, and they were cut into pieces like melons and vegetables. "How could you they are still alive, how could you be like this" The young man said incoherently as he watched the wounded fall into a pool of blood one by one. The roar in his ears was no longer the strong wind, but was filled with unwillingness and resentment. Last words. "As the deputy leader of the Knights of the Dawn, I can. The God of Light has given me the ability to annihilate the undead. Being able to use this Blade of Judgment is the best testimony that the God recognizes what I have done is correct." Retrieve the light from the corpse Julian of SwordsRaising the weapon regarded as a symbol of the Dawn Knight's status, a golden beam of light fell from the sky, burning the corpses on the ground to ashes. Ai Rui wanted to speak several times, but he always got stuck in his throat. Although there is no hope of being saved after being infected by the undead, everyone has a tendency to survive as long as possible. Although Julian's behavior is cruel, it is blameless. When the situation is critical, this is the most correct thing. s Choice. But he acted too decisively, which made people unhappy. Even his colleagues found it difficult to agree with his behavior. He glanced around, and sure enough, the other members of the Knights also frowned, showing clear disgust at the deputy leader's unhesitating killing. "Deputy Leader" I don't know who takes the lead. "Take them to the fortress." The pleas came one after another. "What are you talking about?" Julian turned around, his eyes full of evil: "You want me to spare these traitors and infected people?" "They are not hopeless. There are priests in the fortress. As long as we take them back as soon as possible" Ari couldn't help but join the team begging for mercy in public. "Joke!" Julian interrupted the adjutant's plea rudely, "Have you forgotten how long we have been trapped in this snowstorm? You can't even save yourself and you still want to save others, not to mention, they deserve to die." As he spoke, Another person was killed. "You devil! You don't deserve to wear these clothes." The young man in charge of negotiating with the caravan couldn't help but curse. "I have made it very clear." Julian turned the light blade towards the young man and pointed it towards his neck: "This is allowed by God." The teeth were clattering, and the young man cocked his neck and replied without any sign of weakness in his eyes. He said: "So the so-called justice is like this, no wonder the chief priest was killed." "What did you say?!" Julian grabbed the young man's already tattered clothes. "What, you don't know yet?" The young man looked sarcastic, "The supreme leader of the Illuminati Sect, the chief priest who is known as the earthly spokesperson of God, was executed by the emperor three months ago." "What?" "This is impossible. !¡± ¡°Emperor?¡± The Knights were immediately shocked. No one wanted to believe the news brought by the refugees in the south. "If you don't believe me, you can ask them." Julian followed the young man's gaze and saw that uninfected refugees and business travelers were huddled together, looking at himself in horror as his body was spattered with blood. "Say!" Wherever the light blade pointed, everyone was trembling in fear and begging for mercy. "Say what are you talking about?" "Is the chief priest thing true?" Julian's jaw tightened, and he felt the blood all over his body rushing to his head. People looked at each other in confusion, but in the end, Julian's eyes that were about to explode revealed the truth. "We don't know the inside story. We only know that the emperor who was recuperating in the palace three months ago executed the chief priest as soon as he came back, and scraped his head on the main entrance of the palace, saying that the chief priest intended to rebel." "Hahaha¡ª¡ª" Yuri An laughed wildly like a wild animal. In addition to my own hard work, the other half of what I have achieved today must be attributed to the chief priest. Originally, he was just a beggar who had no food and clothing. The chief priest took him out of the slums and carefully cultivated him. He had an impatient and stubborn temper and offended many people, but the chief priest settled all these things in private. all know. The chief priest was special to him, someone whom he admired as his father. He worked hard to maintain relations with the empire throughout his life and worried about the war in the north, but he was executed by the dog emperor who only knew how to live in debauchery. "That's not right" After being furious, Julian regained some sense. Not to mention the strength of the high priest himself, the imperial capital and one-third of the elite of the religious order, how could the emperor succeed so easily? Thinking of this, Julian's eyes glanced at the young man who was still carrying it in his hand, "Looking at your high status, you should know some inside information, right?" "Yes, I do know. Your chief priest did not die at the hands of the emperor. , but died of the betrayal of one of his own. " "What are you talking about!" "Oh, this is so urgent. It turns out that you will be sad. I thought you were a stone man without blood and tears." "It seems that you are deliberately trying to do this. To stimulate Julian, the young man resisted the pressure on his neck and spoke loudly, words that brought the knights' conversation to an abrupt halt. "The emperor summoned the high priest in the main hall of the palace to discuss the war in the north. The accompanying Dawn Knight Commander and his subordinates rebelled, and combined with the court mage to kill the high priest. This is what I saw with my own eyes."