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Madara’s dark nobles looked at the scene motionless.

They are proud of the undead ocean.

They used to be the enemy of the ancient enemy Crystalline.

But in the face of this black tide, it is worth mentioning. The hill-sized black Giant Wolf, four claws heavily landed on the ground, put it back, and then intertwined with each other, running between them, making a thunderous sound like raindrops. It usually falls in everyone’s heart.

Even if their heart is no longer beating, but at the moment, they can also feel the deep fear.

Before several epochs.

They have destroyed this World several times.

The records of the Wolf Disaster are recorded in the thick books of Vaunde that are dusted under the dust of history. The lines between the words are filled with the sorrow of despair.

And today.

They are coming again.

But this time, it is not the announcement of Judgment Day.

Dark Kouha stood on a high mound and clenched his fists tightly. The beautiful white Giant Wolf was by her side and said softly to her:

“elder sister, this is what Milos said to us, fate.”

“But I hate it all, I hate this World, I hate that man.”

“Mother?”

“Humph”

The black wolf pack, like the tide, rushes from the left and right sides of the high hills.

They surround Brando, as if they were guarding an aloof and remote king, and the long screams went straight and went straight in the direction of undead.

“Sovereign of Darkness Shepherd goes. Before Judgment Day, the disaster is behind. In his eyes, World has no secrets.”

Delphine absentmindedly read this passage.

The old words seem to be fulfilled at this moment.

Insidolon looked at the scene with disbelief.

“No!” He suddenly turned his head back. In Nine Phoenixes, one’s own colleague loudly said: “Targus, what are you still hesitating, the future that gives us a promise, is it realized? No, it doesn’t. Targus, we must stop him, Madara must not fail. !”

When he finished, he pulled out the sword and rushed toward Brando.

His movements were so awkward that neither Medissa nor Scippamira reacted. Feng Huo understood the Sir Undead, but she stood too far and could not easily catch up.

Insidolon rushed to Brando, and he raised his sword and stabbed him.

But Brando’s mind is tied to the five rising Holy Swords at the moment, but it is not completely unconscious. He only extended a finger and blocked the sword of Insidolon.

The latter’s face showed a desperate expression.

Brando looked down at him: “You violated your promise and smashed the glory of dark noble.”

“I don’t care, Lord Count, kill me, for Madara, I die without regrets.” Insidolon’s face showed a decisive expression, loudly said.

At this time, Medissa’s long spear will arrive, the gunpoint points directly at the back of Insidolon, and Targus wants to stop her. But it was blocked by Scippamira with a spell.

“Don’t, Insidolon!” Targus’s face showed an anxious expression for the first time: “Lord Thane, don’t kill him!”

The long spear of Silver Elf Little Princess stopped at the back of Insidolon.

Because she saw Brando shake his head.

Insidolon’s face was pale, and he certainly understood that he had just walked around the door of Grim Reaper. Undead is not afraid of perpetuity, but in the face of destruction, the first reaction of any wise existence is instinctive resistance.

Unless it is crazy.

But Insidolon is clearly not crazy.

“Why don’t you kill me?” He hoared. “Lord Count, let me give Brumand’s black roses to bury them. You are a good man, not a me.”

“I won’t kill you. Madara won’t die. You can still pledge allegiance to your queen. Haven’t you seen it yet?” Brando said to Targus, “Targus, take your friends down, he is a little lost.” Reasonable.”

Targus shook his head and bowed to Brando. He sighed and pulled forward one’s own colleague.

“Targus, why, have you also betrayed the empire?”

“My friend, you still don’t understand, this is your Will.”

“what……?”

Brando shook his head. The Black Lord is the future Madara’s number one genius. His innate talent on the battlefield is unparalleled. At the moment, he may be slightly younger, but in the future, he may have to surpass Medissa, not even more. People like Aouine Sanjie can be comparable.

But after all, there is no perfect person. This somewhat wild and intractable Madara general lacks a keen sense of political sensation and vision. Apart from Targus, his relationship with almost everyone in Madara is not so harmonious, perhaps because it is early. Out of this, the Madara’s supreme one will let him partner with Targus.

It turns out that these two people are also the perfect partner.

And thinking of the madam of Madara’s, Brando couldn’t help but rais head and look in that direction.

In the center of the Undead Army, which collapsed throughout the battlefield, the Queen and her personal guard still insisted that there was no retreat. Her Guard army was like a reef, standing in the middle of the battlefield.

A few kilometers away, Brando seems to be able to see the other pair of dark eyes, watching this direction silently.