Chapter 1070 The Ancestral Magic Armor(2/2)
Marquis Dante ignored the chaotic scene on the battlefield and just chased Duke Pomerol. Along the way, anyone who dared to block the blind people would be killed by the demon-like Marquis Dante.
This chase and escape lasted for a long time, until the stumbling Duke ran into the camp of the Bloodrage Clan!
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In the bloody camp, Song Ziyu was practicing calligraphy by midnight.
During countless long nights, Song Ziyu actually thought of practicing calligraphy to pass the time.
The brush in his hand was swaying with bold ink, and beside her, Linde was grinding the ink block.
It's boring to say that this ink block was made by Song Ziyu himself when he had nothing to do.
It’s good to have red sleeves that add fragrance.
Behind Linde, Xiaoshuang, who was on standby, was also on a whim, holding a brush and imitating Song Ziyu's calligraphy practice.
With two lolita girls, one big and one small, waiting on them, the night was very easy to pass.
Suddenly Xiao Shuang said in a trance: "There is something moving outside."
Hearing this, Song Ziyu put down the brush in his hand, then stood up and walked out of the tent.
It was very quiet outside the tent, except for those on patrol who were sleeping, so I couldn't see anything wrong.
But Song Ziyu believed in Xiao Shuang’s judgment very much.
As a super-evolved silicon-based life form, Xiaoshuang's perception is far more powerful than human organs.
Xiaoshuang said there is movement, there must be movement.
Song Ziyu squinted and looked into the distance, only to see a vague red light on the edge of the dark sky.
That direction is where the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces is stationed!
Is this burning?
It shouldn’t be!
Song Ziyu casually grabbed a zombie leader next to him, and then ordered: "Go, put everyone on alert, there is a situation!"
After receiving Song Ziyu's order, the entire Blood Fury Clan camp immediately began to operate like a gear-turning machine.
Before Song Ziyu could wonder for too long, two chasing figures attracted his attention.
The man running in front was none other than the Duke of Pomerol, who was so majestic and arrogant during the day.
At this time, the Duke of Pomerol was in a very miserable state, with wounds all over his body and even his trousers missing.
Behind him, a zombie riding a skeleton mount was chasing after him, and the two of them fought and fled, heading towards them.
"You're still exercising so late, Your Majesty the Duke." Song Ziyu greeted with a smile.
After saying this hello, Song Ziyu felt that he really had a fucking problem.
The Duke of Beaumirs, who had been chased to the point of despair, was like a ship lost in the sea that saw the light of a lighthouse and ran towards this side.
"Block him!"
Duke Pomerol didn't waste any words and ran faster after handing over three words.
By the time Song Ziyu reacted, Marquis Dante's skeleton beast had already charged.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Chapter completed!