Chapter 62 This is a chapter title(3/3)
Just like Galina. However, the people who attacked Galina at that time were the people at the bottom, and the soldiers of Usas wanted to kill her were the soldiers of Usas. The emperor and nobles regarded these people as tools and livestock.
But they are killing each other.
A sad and desperate world.
"Of course, I don't have the ability to turn the situation around. In the eyes of supervisors, the children are just livestock. As soldiers, they hold sharp blades and wear strong armor. We are like little insects, just stabbing them with their tail thorns."
The sound of Frost Star is dull and terrifying.
"Just as they knocked me to the ground, the last wave of slaughter was about to begin, and the cry of my brothers and sisters came into my ears..."
Speaking of this, Frost Star moved his eyes a little, as if something was alive, and a trace of rare brilliance appeared. Her voice also had a trace of undetectable emotion, trembling slightly.
"A guerrilla team came here."
The young Frost Star was lying on the ground, dressed in torn clothes. Her face was covered with blood, and her skin was exposed to the cold and purple. In front of her, a fully armed evil ghost fell to the ground.
There was a big hole behind him, and cold and smelly blood gushed out, dyeing the ground bright red. Frost Xing raised his face and looked forward with his small eyes.
"That's Bozorkasti's team."
The body shaped like a giant beast, the horns above the head were twisted like a thousand-year-old tree, lingering with black smoke of unknown and death. The white bone mask shone with dazzling light on the snow field, but it still couldn't cover his eyes.
Bright red. Every breath of a man was as sharp as the roar of a beast, and sounded the death knell of these evil spirits. When he waved the long halberd in his hand, the tattered cloak rustled in the cold wind, and the lining was like
It was as bright as blood stained, and the sharp scratches on the edges were the marks of the god of death lifting the sickle.
"All Usas soldiers guarding infected people on the northwest tundra will dream, and this team is their most terrible nightmare."
Now, the nightmare has come true.
Chapter completed!