Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 670: Clown

Gills was so angry that his handsome face turned red. He pulled out his sword and shouted, "Do you think I don't dare?"

"Is that so? So our Little Gills has already grown up and dared to kill. Then kill him for me." Ruo La shouted.

Gills strode forward, raising his sword and panting heavily. But a moment later, he laughed and threw away his sword. Ruola sneered, "What, you still don't dare to make a move in the end? Of course, who made our Gills so timid? He's a little boy who faints when he sees blood."

"Little boy? That's funny, Ruola. I know what you're trying to do. You're just trying to piss me off and let me kill you. Not that cheap, bitch. All of you who look down on me deserve to die, and you are no exception. But before that, I still need to enjoy your body. "When you taste what it's like to be a man, maybe your bitch will beg me to do you well." Gills pulled up Ruola's hair and asked her to look up at him. He lowered his head and leaned closer to Ruola and said, "I'll hold your mouth, then your butt, and of course I won't let go of the cutest place. Well, that's wet, bitch. The angrier you are, the more comfortable it will be for me to work later. "Then, should we be a little more angry?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, at that time in the Ark Harbor hired killers against Alan is not someone else, is me. Unfortunately, he couldn't kill him in such a situation. Instead, that disgusting fellow ran over to warn me. "Do you know that Alan is such a bastard? I..." Gills suddenly squeezed a miserable scream out of his mouth. After all, no one would be happy to be bitten in the nose.

He wanted to push Ruo La away, but she bit him even tighter. In the end, he punched Ruo Ruo in the stomach before letting her loose. Gills staggered back to the side and Ruola spat out a mouthful of blood. "Didn't you want me to bite you? Come on, I promise I'll make you feel incredibly comfortable, just like before."

"You bitch, I will make you look good, I promise." He strode over and carefully avoided Ruo La's head, afraid that she would bite him again. Then, she reached out and pulled off her clothes. Ruo La's dress decorated with lace was torn to her lower abdomen. When her pair of bulging breasts gently swayed in Gills' eyes, his body lit up like a ball of flame.

Looking at the pair of heroic peaks that were prouder because they were exposed to the air, as well as the face of shame and anger on Ruo La's face, Gills could feel that the Abyss Devils in his body had been awakened. He panted, the symbol of masculinity rising high. He needed to vent his anger, and who was more suitable to vent his anger than Jorah?

Apparently not, so Gills jumped onto the bed and took off his robe. Exposing his thin body, he took out a strange tool from his robe and stuffed it into Ruo La's mouth. This prevented Ruola from closing her mouth, but at the same time she was unable to move her sharp teeth freely. Gilles laughed and patted Ruola's face. "How about this? I can't close it this time. Wait, I'm going to stuff my treasure in now. I'm going to stab you in the throat, bitch!"

Ruo La shook his head, but nothing could be changed. Seeing Gills take off his pants, Ruo La regretted not biting off his tongue just now. This way, Gills only got one corpse. Gills was so excited that he was bloodshot. He couldn't wait to pull Ruo La's head up, so that she was about to bump into his treasure. Suddenly, the window shattered and a figure fell in. He crashed into the bed, his strength so great that he directly threw the naked Giles under the bed on the other side.

Half of the bed was raised, and the roses on the bed were scattered all over the ground. Then the bed returned to its original position, but it was so shaken that Ruola gently bounced up. Gills got up in a sorry state and saw that it was a Blood Wolf Knight lying on the ground. His chest was deeply sunken, and there was an extremely clear fist mark in the middle. It looked like someone had blasted it in. Tonight, Lanza brought all the Blood Wolf Knights with him. They spread out around the manor to guard Gills so that he wouldn't be disturbed by anyone.

But now, it was clear that someone had ruined his good fortune.

"What's going on!" Gills screamed.

The answer was another shattered window, and Gills saw a red cloud floating in. Under the moonlight, the red cloud-like long cloak was blown endlessly by the air currents. The knight half-kneeling on the ground slowly stood up, his silver armor shining with specks of crystalline light under the moonlight. The silver light of the sword made of fine steel surged, and a blue gem at the hilt of the sword reflected Gills' panicked face.

The knight swept his sword and pulled out a strong stream of air. A deep voice came from his dignified helmet, "Clear this place of all evil in the name of Father. Sinner, accept the punishment. This is the knight of the Church's sword, 'Crusader' Dodd!"

"What? Church? Crusaders?" Gills was completely dumbfounded.

The door opened and Lanza rushed in with two Blood Wolf Knights. Seeing this scene, Lan Zha pointed his finger. The two Blood Wolf Knights had already unsheathed their swords and charged towards the Crusader Knights. The silver knight snorted coldly and stabbed his sword into the floor. He repeatedly waved his iron fist and repeatedly smashed into the Blood Wolf Knight's sword. After receiving four or five punches, the swords in the hands of the two Blood Wolves were bounced away. The silver knight's fists flew together and imprinted themselves on the Blood Wolf's chest.

A metallic groan sounded, accompanied by the cries of the blood wolves, the two of them flew backwards. One crashed into the wardrobe and the other flew out of the bedroom unconscious. At this time, Gills had already taken the opportunity to wrap up his robe and ran to Lanza's side, asking, "What should we do?"

Outside the house, the sounds of swords hitting each other and the shouts of knights could be heard, and even more voices could be heard from afar. Lanza gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, my lord."

He pulled Gills out of the room, but the silver knight did not pursue him. He went to the bedside and wrapped Ruo La with the sheets before breaking the rope that bound her before taking off his helmet. Zora was overjoyed, but the so-called Dodd Knight under her helmet was William. William winked at her and said, "The line was written by Father Miro, and I like it to be more straightforward. For example, die, you bastard."

Ruo La couldn't help but laugh out loud before asking, "What's going on?"

'"Nothing much. Our great Holy Maiden Vera pointed out that there was evil breeding in this place. Now that the people participating in the Sacred Grimoire are coming here, it seems that we've finally arrived in time." The other knights and I were just fighting a head-on battle.

"It can't be more timely." Ruo La said.

"Then, I'll take you to see a good show. But before that, please drink this first." William took out a crystal bottle containing a jade liquid. "This was prepared by Master Baggins. Miss Vera saw that you looked different that day. When she got back, she sent an urgent message to the short master. The short man thought that you were chronically poisoned, so he prepared this thing. Do you want to try it out?"

He helped Ruo La drink it. The potion was filled with bitterness. Ruo La swore that she had never drunk something so bitter before. However, the potion did have a miraculous effect. After entering his stomach, it turned into a hot and warm current that instantly flowed through his limbs. Although the Origin Energy's reaction was still difficult, Ruo La's hands and feet were already able to move. She stood up with Wilick's help and said angrily, "I'm going to kill that bastard Lanza!"

"It's my pleasure." William smiled.

Gills ran away from the manor, where there were battles everywhere. The Crusader Knights, who represented the Church's Sword, clashed with the Blood Wolf. These elites, who had been carefully selected from the Border Grounds, were no weaker than the Blood Wolf Knights. With the help of the Infantry Combat Swordsmen, the Blood Wolf Knights were no longer able to withstand the Crusaders' onslaught. Gills didn't know how these knights got here. He looked at Lanza angrily, "Is this what you mean by top secret?"

'"I swear, my lord," Lanza said bitterly, "only the Blood Wolves and your butler know what's planned for tonight. So I really don't know where these crusaders came from."

"Damn it, Lanza, I'm not done with you!" Obviously, now was not the time to pursue the matter. Considering that only one Blood Wolf Knight was left to protect the two of them, Gills tactfully shut his mouth and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Suddenly, a few men dressed as commoners rushed towards them with loud shouts when their paths were blocked. They shouted "demons" and "sins" and ran over like warriors. These people were bare-handed. The Blood Wolf Knights drew out their swords and rushed into one of them, knocking them all down. However, before their blood could dye the ground red, more and more torches were gathering in their direction.

"Go that way!" Lanza pulled Gills to the side of the Three Forks River, where a small boat was parked, enough to get them out of this troublesome place.

Seeing that the river bank was in sight, Gills could already vaguely see the outline of the boat, but suddenly, the flames in front of his eyes lit up. A group of Crusader swordsmen with torches rushed out, blocking Gills' path before the river. Lanza pulled him to turn around and run, but countless torches approached from behind. Civilians, men, women, and old Shao Bai kept coming out from the shadows of the night and surrounded them in the middle.

The Blood Wolf Knight drew out his sword and waved it to frighten the civilians who dared to step forward. Seeing that the Crusader Swordsmen had also begun to advance, Giles, who was in a state of chaos, shouted, "What are you doing? I am Earl Giles, your lord! Quickly retreat!"

"What a clumsy joke," said a cold voice from the crowd. "How noble is the count? How could he be dressed in such a disheveled manner as you are? Besides, why would the count come to such a remote place when he should be at White Castle?"

The crowd moved aside. Under the protection of the two silver knights, Vera and Father Milo stepped forward. 'It's really me, Miss Vera,' cried Gills. 'Don't you remember me?'

He pointed at his face with all his might, as funny as a clown.