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Chapter Forty

However, even without a large earthquake as a foil, there is no legendary armor as a side evidence. The only special thing is that the three-meter-long and one-meter-thick square-blade machete carried on the shoulder is covered with rust, and there are even two fists-sized gaps on the blade. This man, who is as strong as a hill, has a spirit of looking down on the world.

This man doesn't need any momentum. He stands there and is momentum.

He held the surprisingly large square knife in his right hand, carried the giant knife across his shoulder, and carried three heads on his left hand. The three heads belonged to different races, their hair, beard and fleshy tentacles were entangled, and they were tied randomly. They were carried in his hand by the man and walked towards the place where the rising sun was.

When the Daxodas retreated, the man pursued alone and brought back three heads. But those who are familiar with him know that his number of enemies must have been killed far more than three, because only the enemies he likes have the honor to let him lift his head back. Those who can be targeted by him will look at the entire Daxodas, who are famous and surnamed.

He approached the fortress.

Two black-armored strong men who were resting jumped down from the top of the city, landed in front of the huge fat man with a pan-breasted and backless, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty!"

Other Norland's strong men also jumped off the city, knelt on both sides of the avenue, and shouted respectfully: "Your Majesty!"

The strong have dignity, especially where strong people walk alone in the battlefield of the Desolate Realm. However, all the strong people, including the Holy Land of Heaven, willingly lowered their proud heads, bent their unyielding bodies, and knelt in front of this man.

Because he washed away the shame of the Holy Alliance for decades, he almost attacked the rising sun with one force, and slashed the famous brain-eating man Maranos. In the next few days, he blocked the crazy counterattack of the Daxodas people. Although the rusty square blade looked like a magnified kitchen knife in shape, hundreds of Daxodas strong men were killed under the knife, and the rust on it was not even scratched.

However, when the real strong man saw this giant square-headed kitchen knife with a funny style, he was afraid.

This knife itself is a legend, and anyone who dares to despise it has died under its blade. When Emperor Charles waved it to cut off the head of the demon dragon Dala Moa, he played the strongest voice for its legend!

The gap in the blade was knocked out from Dala Mo'a's neck bone, and the rust on the blade was corroded by the blood of the demon dragon's neck. The original name of this knife was called Dragon Slayer. Perhaps so far, it is also the most well-deserved of the countless weapons in the entire Norland with the word Dragon Slayer.

And now, the dragon slayer is in the hands of the sturdy and fat man.

This man is the emperor of the Holy Alliance and the bloodthirsty Philip.

"Cook them and have a drink tonight to celebrate!" Philip said.

With a plop, the three heads were thrown in front of the powerful.

When Richard opened his eyes, he saw a ceiling covered with mottled mold marks. The ceiling was high and far-reaching, and it was close to ten meters high. It was impossible for normal Norland human buildings to have such a high rack. Obviously, this was either an alien room or a hall with special purpose.

However, the traces on the ceiling made Richard look very familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere. Just as he was driving his consciousness to recall, a sound as ugly as a broken gong suddenly sounded next to him: "Boy, don't be dazed when you wake up, cooperate with me quickly, I'm almost exhausted by you!"

This sound is also familiar, but Richard can't remember anything he said, and he heard it anywhere. And at this moment his body was very strange. He could clearly feel the existence of various parts of his body, but his body did not obey his command at all. Richard felt that it was very cold between his chest and abdomen, as if there was wind blowing around. But how could the wind blow into his body? Then there were strange touches, as if a pair of hands were stroking Richard's internal organs.

Feeling the internal organs?!

Richard suddenly woke up and widened his eyes! He looked up hard and looked at his body, but he suddenly saw that he was lying down and his chest had been cut open! A pair of thin hands were holding organs like liver, and cutting them with a knife with rust. Suddenly seeing such a terrifying scene, Richard was surprisingly not screaming and shocking, but instantly sensed the condition of his body. He found that the part below his neck was indeed not under his control, so he turned his head to look at it and wanted to see the environment he was in before talking about it.

As soon as he turned his eyes, Richard saw an old face. He only looked at the wretched expression on his face and knew it was St. Lawrence. Seeing that it was him, Richard suddenly felt relieved. The current medical skills of this former Saint Constructor may be higher than his former construction level, but in his hands, no injury will be a problem.

Seeing Richard calm, St. Lawrence was obviously very disappointed and said angrily: "You guy, you're quite calm. I'm still hoping to scare you!"

Richard laughed and said, "I just woke up and reacted slowly. I'm just starting to be scared now!"

When St. Lawrence heard this, he was stunned and looked at Richard suspiciously, asking, "Boy, how old are you? You can speak so well? This is indeed what I feel comfortable with, but it is not like what you should say at your age!"

"What should I say at my age?" Richard asked with a relaxed expression.

Lawrence kept moving, saying, "Don't you young people like to show that they are not afraid of heaven and earth, and they dare to go through the abyss and hell? If you drink some wine, you will feel that you can even cut the legend!"

Richard smiled again and said, "You saved my life and Bai Ye, and Bai Ye helped me a lot. If you count this way, it is difficult to measure how much you help me. What is it that I am happier?"

Lawrence was stunned, with a complicated expression and said, "That's what you say, but at your age, there are really not many people who can think like this."

"I have never been easy, and it is appropriate to mature early." Richard's smile is always charming. But St. Lawrence saw some bitterness hidden behind the smile. Bai Ye had already told him a lot about Richard. So he actually understood Richard quite a lot.

PS: It's still two updates away from the perfect October.
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