Chapter 210: Combination of Behemoths (Part 1)

The gun is as hard as iron - it is indeed cured.

It's about to vent your tears - it's nothing to do with me, it's because you kid is incompetent. Even if I cure you, you still can't.

There was a continuous bleed - this was a bit dangerous, okay, I admit that I did it. Look, even you, Eric, I can see that I had bad intentions, why don’t you believe it? If I really cured you completely, wouldn’t I be an accomplice?

Ge Zheng thought happily in his heart.

Sure enough, three days later, the Husband Corner was said to be mourning. The poor Eric City Lord, the only seedling of the Wolf of the Husband Corner, Mr. Felden, has returned to heaven. Under the orders, the people of the Lord must kneel on both sides of the street and cry bitterly. The whole Husband Corner wailed. Ge Zheng stood at the window, looked at the people downstairs, touched his chin and smiled: "Why do I hear crying, but what I see is smiling?"

Obviously, the death of Felden, a bully who does evil, is good news for the entire Wangfu Ke. Lord Eric fainted several times in three days. It is said that every time he wakes up, he shouts three times, "Kill Ge Zheng, kill Ge Zheng, kill Ge Zheng!", and then vomits half a pot of blood and faints again.

As Ge Zheng saw, the city lord Eric was definitely a slogan sect. After three days, he did not see any real moves. According to the tradition of the Galaxy Continent, the deceased had to stop the spirit for thirteen days before the funeral was held, because the God of the Underworld liked this number. It was easy to handle in winter, but if it was in summer, the magician had to be asked to freeze and preserve the body. Therefore, in the Galaxy Continent, funerals were a very expensive thing. Most people dare not hold any funerals, so they could only bury things.

On the fourth day when Felden died on the belly of the three female slaves, there was smoke and dust outside the East City Gate of the Husband's Corner. A team of magnificent and fierce black-armored knights suddenly surged out of the horizon. The sound of hooves splashed, and the riding beasts screamed, rolling in the splashing mud and dust.

The sentry on the city wall was so scared that they shouted: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The sentry ran to the alarm bell in panic. Just as they were about to ring, they were trembling with a trembling sound by their boss: "What kind of enemy attack? That's the friend of the city lord." The sentry touched his swollen head aggrievedly, and did not dare to blame his boss, but turned his angry eyes to the city.

It happened that the knight at the front of the team looked up. After a glance, the sentry felt that his chest was hit hard by a big hammer, which was extremely uncomfortable.

His boss, the team leader, exclaimed: "It's worthy of being Lord Cossack, and no one can defeat the hero!" The sentry was shocked: "It's the killing king, the red-haired devil Cossack..." The team leader covered his mouth: "You don't want to live!" The sentry suddenly woke up, and it happened that the cavalry under the city was passing through the city gate. The guard at the West City Gate led a group of subordinates to respectfully welcome the man into the city. The team leader breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it was very noisy just now, and he didn't hear it, otherwise you would be dead..."

The captain looked at the team that was leaving and was still scared. When he turned around, he saw his sentry leaning against the city wall and his eyes were rising straight, and two blood marks slowly flowing out of the corners of his eyes. He was shocked and looked back. The head of the cavalry army that was leaving and the eye was striking, the eye-catching red hat tassels of Cossack were undulating like a flag, and the shaking tassels were like blood melting in the water, which looked particularly dazzling in the sun!

The King of Killing in the Galaxy!

"Is this the first killing god Cossack in the Galaxy Continent?" Salva looked at the pale, thin and polite young man in front of him in confusion. He looked more like the second-generation heir of a noble family. He grew up under the shady family. Whether his thin arms could pick up the heavy sword is a question. Will he be the notorious killing king in the three continents? Salva felt a little incredible, and he really should not behave like a person.

The arrival of Cossack made Eric's spirit very excited, and his condition seemed to improve a lot. The city lord who had been lying on the bed was able to walk down the ground.

Cossack, apart from the armor, was a traditional aristocrat who behaved well and adhered to the standards of gentlemen. Even when walking, one hand would seem to be casually placed in front of him, and the other hand was stretched out. A cane with exquisite golden patterns was hung on the arm in front of him. When he met a lady, he would immediately turn politely and turn his head slightly, and ask the other party to go there first.

Eric grabbed the last straw: "Mr. Cossack, I finally look forward to you!" Cossack flashed, dodged Eric's hand and frowned slightly. Eric suddenly remembered: The killing king has a cleanliness. He smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, sorry, please sit down by Lord. "He pointed his hand at the chair, but two people walked up behind Cossack, carrying a chair covered with white silk cloth, put it in the middle of the room, removing the white cloth, and inside it was a shiny red wooden chair.

He seemed to prefer red, and his clothes were also covered in gold with dark red patterns, like blood vessels under the golden skin.

Cossack sat on his chair and placed his cane on his knees: "Lord Eric, everyone is a citizen of the Khanlanda Empire. I deeply sympathize with your miserable experience. For the dignity of the empire and the promotion of justice, I am willing to send troops to help you solve this difficult problem." The standard noble was the opening remark.

Eric quickly smiled and said, "Thank you, sir!" He knew the rules of this old vampire bat very well. He waved his hand and someone came up to the stage. He opened it in front of Cossack, which was filled with blue crystal coins. "Sir Cossack, these are 30 million gold coins, please count them first." Cossack waved his hand very "real" and someone came forward behind him to take action. In front of Eric, he actually counted one magic crystal coin and one magic crystal coin, which made Eric's face feel hot, as if he was slapped in front of him.

"Sir, the number is correct."

Cossack smiled faintly, stood up and hung his cane on his arm, and said, "Okay, Lord Eric, I won't disturb you. Everything will be done according to our contract. Don't worry, that person is no longer your trouble, I promise to help you solve it. Say goodbye, you don't have to send it."

As soon as Cossack left, Eric gritted his teeth and cursed, "This is an old vampire!" Salva came out of it: "He looks very young, why do you say he is an old vampire?"

"Young?" Eric sneered, "I know his affairs, but we were the guise of the Battle of Valen City back then, and I know his affairs clearly. He looked very young because he didn't know where he found an alchemy prescription. He had to tear the throat of a living person with his teeth every day, and drink a liter of the blood that had just flowed out of the heart!" Salva was terrified: "Even a real vampire, he doesn't have to drink the blood of a living person every day..."

Eric said gloomyly: "Even if this person doesn't fight, he will have to kill at least 365 people with his own hands every year. Do you understand why he is called the King of Killing."

Salva said sternly: "I just heard that he never left a living place in every battle and killed all prisoners of war, so he just took it as a nickname."

"His 'deeds' are not just a little bit." Eric said: "Those who fight him would rather die on the battlefield because dying on the battlefield is a pleasure, but if they fall into his hands and become prisoners of war, they will be slowly tortured to death. He has countless strange ways of killing people, all cruelly torture - hehe, compared with him, I think I am really a kind-hearted person..."

"In the Battle of Valen City, I saw him with his own eyes tied his thumbs to the torch with iron wire, and cut wounds from his body. The summer caused the green-headed flies to lay eggs on them. After a while, countless white maggots were squirming in the wounds, which hurt and itchy. Then they slowly hatched out the flies. Seeing the flies flying out of their bodies, many prisoners bit their tongues and committed suicide on the spot... Now every time I think about it, I feel disgusted."

Salva also felt disgusted and quickly raised her hand and said, "Okay, stop talking!"

"But this guy's men are all good. Although the medicine price is a little expensive, as long as he takes over, there is nothing he can't solve." Although Eric was sore for 30 million, he still breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally solve the trouble of Ge Zheng.

Salva asked, "But I saw that when he entered the city just now, the beasts that he didn't ride were all ordinary monsters, including mild wildebeests and oxen rhinoceros. These monsters are not suitable for riding beasts." Wild horses and Ashdog are the most common agricultural livestock in the Star Refining world, and are generally used to pull goods or plow the land.

Eric said: "So that old vampire is a bastard. He feeds these tame beasts with bloody internal organs every day. It won't take long for these monsters to turn into violent and cruel monsters. Don't look at them being tame now. Once the war begins, once the Cossack's war drum sounds, they will be a group of bloodthirsty crazy beasts!"

Salva was a little unbelievable: "Even if he is bloodthirsty, what kind of damage can these monsters cause with the strength of them?" Eric smiled, but now he didn't say anything about it and kept it in a silence: "You wait and see, you will know then."
Chapter completed!