For this lion-born noble young master, there are not many things he will never forget.

Leon is one of them.

If Leon had not appeared, he should have enjoyed a luxurious and warm room, mellow wine, gorgeous beauties and flattering others at a salon party of a nobleman in Tormond, rather than joining a group of rude and dirty mercenaries in this cold and bone-broken wilderness.

"It's you..."

He couldn't help but let out a low roar from his throat, like an angry lion.

But Wald forgot that he was not a real lion, he was just a false appearance of a lion!

It was something Leon did not expect to meet Wald in the enemy's camp.

He assassinated the guard who was guarding the horses, used his battle axe to launch a whirlwind flying slashing technique, cut off more than ten horse legs in one breath, and scared the rest of the horses to run away, sneaking into the woods before the enemy could react.

Leon originally had a game of catching mice with the other party in the woods. This was his best tactic. As long as the opponent entered the trap, it was enough to kill all of them.

However, the mercenary captain Ike's decisiveness surprised Leon a little, but this was not beyond his original plan. As soon as the mercenaries left, he immediately showed up to track down and look for fighter jets.

But what people didn't expect was that the mercenaries actually left Wald behind.

"It's me..."

Lao Lei smiled, like a poor man who had been hungry for decades, seeing the naked lady, smiling so evilly!

Leon's smile suddenly poured on Wald's head like a basin of ice water, making him realize his situation clearly - all the mercenaries left, and he was the only one in the camp!

In terms of identity, he is a lion-born nobleman of the upper tribe, far more noble than the lower tribe of Leon, but in terms of his own combat power...Walder knew very well that the ten heirs would not be Leon's opponents.

The noble young master was very self-aware of this, so his handsome face suddenly turned pale and he turned around and wanted to escape.

He wanted to run away, but he had to see if Leon gave him a chance.

call!

Leon swung out the weapon in his hand without hesitation. The heavy battle axe, carrying terrifying power, roared out a straight trajectory in the air, slashing towards Wald at an astonishing speed.

To deal with such a sinister villain, Leon will never give him a chance to escape, keeping it will only be a disaster.

"ah!"

Wald had only taken a few steps, and the battle axe chased him and hit him in the back!

But when the axe blade just touched the outer cloak, a bright halo suddenly appeared on Wald's body, which actually bounced off the attack that condensed at least 90% of the power of Leon.

The battle axe flew and landed heavily on the woodland beside it, while Wald, who was hit, was knocked a few feet away and fell to the ground in screaming.

What is this? Leon was shocked and couldn't figure out what this coward was relying on to withstand his own decisive attack.

Although he was extremely puzzled, his movements were not slow at all. He immediately pulled out the tiger's saber sword with his backhand and rushed forward with a quick step.

He caught up with the opponent in three or two steps, and the raised saber brought a cold light. Leon wanted to see if the miracle just now would appear again.

"Ah! Please, don't kill me!"

Looking at Leon chasing him like a ferocious spirit, Wald's originally fragile psychological defense suddenly collapsed.

The fear of death made him completely give up his dignity and forget his hatred for Leon. He struggled to get up and kneel down: "I know I'm wrong. I'll give you whatever you want, and I still have money to give you..."

His face was covered with mud and leaves, and tears and snot flowed down his eyes and nose, which was so cowardly that he was very despicable.

The sharp blade of the tiger saber blade was barely stopped beside Wald's throat. The cold murderous aura made his skin feel goose bumps. The noble young master was stiff and did not dare to move, for fear of being scratched by the blade, and he looked very ridiculous.

"Is rich? I heard that you have been kicked out of the door, what else can you have? Do you have to carry it with you now?" Leon asked jokingly, holding the saber, "How much is your life worth?"

"I, I still have two thousand gold coins and the private property of the two stores, all of which are placed in Tormond City..." Wald said pitifully: "I can take you back and get it now, and give it to you all, all!"

Do you think I am as low as you? Leon is not going to talk nonsense to him anymore.

But he stopped as soon as he moved his hand: "Let's talk about money, what did you use to block my flying axe just now?"

Wald trembled and took off a silver-gray ring from his right ring finger, held it with both hands and handed it to Leon: "This is the ring of prayer, which is sealed with a defensive magic, which can be automatically triggered in danger."

"It was obtained by my uncle from the secret realm of the Holy Land, and it is a holy weapon left over from ancient times. Now I will give it to you. Please spare me!"

When talking about his uncle, a look of resentment flashed in Wald's eyes. Because he was worried that he would be discovered by Leon, he quickly lowered his head.

But this did not escape Leon's sharp gaze, and he couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart.

Leon is not sure where the secret realm of the Holy Land is. He was the first time he heard of the name of the Ring of Prayer, but he still heard of the holy tools.

On the Glow Continent, objects containing magical power, including weapons, armor, jewelry and even daily necessities, are collectively called magical objects, abbreviated as magical tools; while special items related to divine artifacts and belief in divine power are called holy tools.

Whether it is a magic weapon or a holy weapon, they have their own special functions. Some are relatively ordinary things, while others are extremely rare and powerful.

Wald's prayer ring can automatically trigger the owner's protection when the owner is attacked by a fatal attack, and undoubtedly shows its value.

With a cold smile in his heart, Leon reached out and grabbed the ring of prayer: "I want this ring, as for your life..."

At the last moment of fate arbitration, Wald raised his head again, begging, hope, flattery and many other expressions mixed on his face.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with incredible light, staring at Leon.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and a blood mark on his neck was slowly expanding.

"I'll take your life too!"

Leon said lightly, put away his saber and stood up, picked up his battle axe from the side, and quickly left the mercenary camp.

When Leon's figure completely disappeared into the woods, Wald, who was kneeling on the ground, took his last breath.

His death was like a drop of water thrown into the river, and it did not cause any turmoil, whether it was now or later.

…

Under the night, camps on the hills.

Akran stood on the top of a carriage, holding a staff in his hand and looking into the distance. The bone-bone-broken cold wind blew on his thin robe.

He suddenly said, with a hint of excitement in his tone: "The enemy is here, prepare for the battle!"

In an advantageous terrain under the open plains, use the two spells of Hawk Vision and Insight. Even at night, the mage can use the moonlight to discover movements more than ten miles away.

Just as Leon had expected in advance, the enemy lurking in the dark really ran out.

And they all ran with their feet, and there was no mount! A faint smile came out from the corner of the mage's lips, and he seemed to have sniffed the breath of victory.

Below him, the Rock Hammer, the Fire Hammer and the other two soldiers were loading with crossbow arrows calmly, and there were a pile of strong crossbows with good strings beside them.

This standard crossbow bow is produced by excellent craftsmen in the human country. It has an effective range of nearly 100 meters. It uses a special triangular armor-piercing arrow to penetrate metal armor at a close range, and its power is far greater than that of ordinary handheld light crossbows.

In the underground black market in Tormond, a standard crossbow costs thirty gold coins, and the cost of thirty crossbows consumes most of Leon's funds.

But this expensive expense is totally worth it.

Xue Ni stood behind and watched the bears and the Hammers prepare for the battle. Leon was not around her and felt a little nervous. Although the Hammer made her hide in the carriage and not have to come out, she still hoped to help her in the battle with the enemy.

"Sister Xueni, wait a moment before you stand here and hand us the crossbow!"

He put the crossbow in his hand on the strings and the fire hammer smiled at Xue Ni. His optimistic and calm appearance infected the other party, making the rabbit girl feel much more at ease.

"Okay..." Xue Ni nodded vigorously. She didn't have much strength and didn't have enough strings on the crossbow, but handing the crossbow was still not a problem.

This made her feel that she was not so useless, so she became much happier and no longer felt afraid of her upcoming enemies.

But in my heart, Xue Ni was still a little worried about Leon who had not returned yet.

On this side, at the junction of the woods and the plains, the fully armed mercenaries were moving forward as fast as possible.

The mercenary captain was in a very bad mood. He felt like a fool who was fooled. His anger could only be vented by killing.

Looking at the camp on the hills in the distance, the other party's carriage was still there, and his anger increased exponentially.

"Brothers, rush up and kill them all together. All the money you earn this time belongs to you. Except for that girl, whoever grabs the spoils will be his will!"

Stimulated by money, the mercenaries' morale surged and they took steps screaming.

Although they were a little uncomfortable with losing their mounts and running with their legs, these mercenaries were not ordinary people, and running quickly with weights was not much pressure for them.

Without wasting much time, the mercenaries approached only a mile away from the hilly camp.
Chapter completed!