Everglades.

Late at night, thick milk-like fog enveloped the entire swamp. Even though the northern border of the empire was already in full bloom, the swamp was still biting cold and cold, and the thick moisture made people feel difficult to breathe.

The Hydra Castle stands in the central area of ​​the Everglades.

This is a barren hill, with not even a few big trees that look slightly. In the sparse bushes, small creatures such as rats and foxes are running around in groups, and swamp wolf and shadow wolf shuttle through the mist like ghosts, occasionally making high-pitched wolf roars.

In the gray-looking castle of Hydra, a few dim lights swayed.

The nobles who were sent to the confinement of the Hedra Castle at the same time as Magnan, some of whom were curled up in the bed and cried in a low voice.

The temperature was so cold that the dogs could freeze to death. The sheets and quilts distributed to these imprisoned prisoners were so thin that they could almost transmit light. Their beds were also made of extremely old wooden boards, which had no warmth.

Not only that, their daily standards have also been deducted to the extreme.

In the words of a certain young master from the Duke family, a beggar in Heidra Fort eats better than them.

I was so cold that I couldn't sleep, and I was so hungry that my stomach was rumbling.

Since they were sent here, these young men understood what it means to be in hell.

Many people can't stand the hardships here. There have been several times, and some people want to escape secretly.

But the one who stationed in the Heidra Castle was the most hardcore old Delun. They were the indigenous people of the Great Everglades and the descendants of the most original bloodline of the Heidra family. They were rude, powerful, and stubborn. Their loyalty to Heidra was unshakable.

In particular, each of them is extremely powerful, much stronger than the secret guards in the Hydra Palace.

This old Delun has never left the swamp for generations. They have guarded the old castle that started with the Heidra Fort family for generations. They are extremely familiar with the swamp, just as familiar with the swamp as if they are in their palm lines.

The pampered young men want to escape from here?

hehe!

All the young masters who had this idea were caught back, stripped naked, hung at the gate of the castle, and were beaten to bloody by a whip twisted by snakeskin.

Magnan sat on the windowsill of his room, looking coldly at the foggy swamp outside.

Hearing the crying of the young men, Magnan couldn't help feeling upset.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"Damn Fericket, you must be very proud, right? Without me as a competitor, you must have lived in the warm Port of Tulum... Ah, even, you are now surrounded by countless noble ladies who want to hold their thighs."

"Also, damn Ma Kai, you useless guy... Without me suppressing you in Heida Fortress, you must be extremely proud, right? Ha, those dandy bastards in Heida Fortress, those coquettish noble ladies, they must be around you all day long."

"besides……"

Inexplicably, Joe's face appeared in front of Magnan.

He murmured with a gloomy face, "Joe, I won't let you go... And, damn Marg, if it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to this point?"

"Ha, and, of course, I won't forget you, damn Florence."

"My news is betrayed so thoroughly and so cleanly, it must be inseparable from you."

"You betrayed me, you betrayed me... King of Al? Ha!"

Magnan clenched his fists and his body shivered slightly.

"But I still have a chance, I still have a chance... Mom won't let me go, she will definitely find a way to save me, yes... She will definitely find a way to save me."

"Mom is the princess of the Ice Sea Kingdom... As long as I am willing to give certain benefits to the Ice Sea Kingdom, the Ice Sea Kingdom will definitely be willing to help me become the emperor of the empire."

"For the throne, there is nothing that cannot be cedeed... overseas colonies? Even the Ice Sea Kingdom has always wanted a piece of territory that it has acquired on the mainland. Why not? You can give them the Lulai Plain."

"What are you cowards crying? Why are you crying? Follow me, I will definitely take you and your family to glory... The humiliation and hardship of the present are just a little bit of insignificant test. Why are you crying?"

Listening to the crying sounds coming from his ears, Magnan, who was upset, waved his fist hard outside the window.

Several exquisite ornaments on his body clasped his neck, eyebrows, heart and mouth and other vital points. His strength could not be exerted at all, and even his physical strength was suppressed to the point of being the delicate little girl.

He punched with all his strength, and only made a slight sound of breaking the wind.

‘Cruff’!

Magnan's door was pushed open, and a man with an iron-gray hair, iron-gray eyes and a mountain of breath strode in.

Magnan looked at the big man well-behavedly. He jumped off the windowsill and bowed deeply to the big man.

"Uncle Yahan...you..."

The commander of the Heidra Castle was also the supreme commander of the old Delun tribe who left the Heidra Castle family in the swamp.

In addition to the elders who stayed in the Everglades, Yahan was the one with the highest status and the most powerful real power in the Everglades.

Yahan walked to Magnan with a expressionless face, and Magnan looked at him with a smile.

Yahan pressed Magnan's shoulder with his right hand and pulled out a thick back, thin bladed long hunting knife from his waist. Without any change in expression, he stabbed the hunting knife into Magnan's heart.

The sharp hunting knife penetrated through the body, and the bloody blade poked out from Magnum's back.

Magnan's eyes raised from his sockets. He looked at Yahan in disbelief, and his hands tightly clamped Yahan's wrist: "Why?"

Yahan looked down at Magnum, who was twitching all over: "I want to get out of the swamp...I want to be a lord, king, or something like that respected by everyone..."

"I hate animal skins, sackcloths and animal skin boots with a stinky mud...I want to wear silk, brocade, fair skin, beautiful appearance, noble bloodliness..."

"Everyone is left by the same ancestor. Why can you, the tribe, have a great scenery outside, and we can only guard this cold and wet mud pond?"

Magnan widened his eyes. Although his strength was sealed, the tenacious vitality from Hydra still kept him awake for the last bit of awakening. He looked at Yahan with laughter and crying: "Then, tell me, tell me... I, I, I can help you... Why do you... kill me..."

Yahan squinted his eyes and said coldly with a expressionless face: "I will introduce myself, Al, a member of the level 18, an ancient totem knight... Yahan von Heidra Fort. The above meaning is to kill all the Heidra Fort bloodlines known to inherit the throne..."

Magnan's mouth twitched a few times, he stared at Yahan tightly and said dryly: "Mom, it's Al again, you must... be..."

Before Magnan could finish his words, Yahan pulled out his hunting knife and cut off his head cleanly with one clean knife.

"Well, this kid has a set of Death suit, you can't waste it... It's really good stuff!"

In the dim light of the oil lamp, Yahan's hands were full of blood. He forced out of Magnan's body and pulled out his fused God of Death suit and squeezed it tightly into his hand.

Blood spreads in the Hydra Castle.

Those crying young men and men, facing the ancient castle guards who broke into their room, were as powerful as young girls.

The smell of blood spreads in the night.

Not far from Hydra Castle, among the hills, a town covering a large area also ignited a fire.

Among the old Delun who was responsible for guarding the swamp, the highest-ranking elders, together with their group of confidants, all fell into the sea of ​​fire.

Thousands of burly men with iron-gray hair and eyes were wearing heavy armor, holding both hands of the knight's heavy sword, standing aside with expressionless face, quietly watching the sea of ​​fire swallowing their tribesmen bit by bit, turning them into ashes bit by bit.

While Magnan was beheaded, in a newly opened tavern in Fort Heidra, the University Town, and the Food Street, Ma Kai was playing games happily with a group of liberals.

They put together more than a dozen long tables into one, covered the long table with butter, sprayed countless beer, then stripped themselves up one by one, cheered loudly, and slid from one end of the long table to the other end of the long table.

Every licentious man who successfully crosses the long table can get warm kisses from several girls standing at the end of the long table.

And those unlucky guys who failed to control the direction and slid to the ground halfway, wailed and were inserted into a huge funnel in their mouths. A barrel of beer was poured into the funnel with a "gulp"!

Ma Kai has slipped across the long table three times in a row and received enthusiastic kisses from a group of crazy girls.

Ma Kai, who was already drunk and red in his eyes, stood at the starting point of the long table for the fourth time, waving his hands, preparing to launch the fourth challenge.

He laughed, trotted a few steps, then jumped up, patted heavily on the long table, rubbing the greasy table board, and slid towards the end of the long table with a "splash".

Behind Ma Kai, a long blood mark was left.

Amid the sharp screams of countless cheering and dancing rogues around, Ma Kai made a horrified and miserable sound.

He flew out of the long table and hit the ground heavily. Blood spurted out from his body like a fountain. He stood up swayingly, and the sluts around him cried in fear at the same time.

Ma Kai's internal organs were like pigs in a slaughterhouse that were broken and fell off from their cracked belly.

In the middle of the long table just now, I don’t know when there were several thin blades three inches long.
Chapter completed!