A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The red flame reflected Garlan's pale face lying in Heymos's arms, and his lips lost even a little blood.And the lines drawn with blood-red paint on the neck partly appeared more bright red under the firelight, forming an extremely sharp contrast with the pale skin.

The child lay quietly in his arms, with pale lips and weak breath, and the drooping eyelashes were like broken butterfly wings, extremely fragile, as if it would stop breathing in the next second.

The blood on the wrists and ankles is mixed with the drawn blood-red lines, making it difficult to see clearly in the dark night. At a glance, you can only see large patches of blood-red, as if blood is about to flow from this small body As good as it gets.

Heymos even saw that his hands holding the child in his arms were stained with blood, and the terrible blood red dyed the boy's eyes red. His mind went blank at this moment, and he was stunned for a while. At a loss in place.

With a pat, a small blue bottle was thrown to the ground and rolled to him.

Heymos subconsciously grabbed the bottle and looked up.

King Kamos, who threw the bottle to him, didn't look at him, but turned his head, scanning the surroundings with a pair of piercing tiger eyes.

On the opposite side, those fanatics had already poured in from all directions, their faces were distorted, and they were not afraid of death at all, rushing towards them like crazy.

"Give him medicine."

King Kamos said in a deep voice, simply and neatly.

Soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years will have the habit of carrying medicines with them, especially medicines for trauma such as swords and swords.Kamos, who was already used to fighting on the battlefield as a king, naturally carried it with him, and it must be the best medicine.

After finishing speaking, he looked at the group of fanatics who rushed over, and snorted mockingly.In his eyes, those guys are like chickens, tile dogs, dead wood and dead plants.

A group of ants gathered together is still a group of inferior ants.

He pulled the reins, and clamped the steed with his legs. The horse that had been fighting with him on the battlefield for a long time had already connected with him.As soon as Kamos moved, it immediately lowered its head and rushed towards the crowd like thunder.

On the galloping horse, the mighty Wang raised his sword high.

The huge sword, which is as wide as two arms of Kamos, reflected a thunder-like cold light in the dark night. This great sword, which drank the blood of the enemy who did not know how much, looked like a sickle waving down from the hand of death in the dark——

Without any fancy skills, King Kamos just slashed at the nearly one hundred fanatics who swarmed in.

This time, the dozens of people who rushed to the front were slashed out heavily, their chests were split open and deep bone scars were visible, and they fell to the ground, and they could not survive.

King Kamos slashed at the rushing fanatics with his big sword left and right without any fancy, his eyes looking down at those people were full of contempt.

The king of beasts will not be afraid just because the number of rats is ten or a hundred times that of his own.

For King Kamos, no matter how many people rushed up these guys, they were all scum and vulnerable.

This is true.

King Kamos stood in front of the bonfire on horseback, guarding the gate alone, invincible.

The fanatics who rushed up one after another were killed by his sword. Countless mutilated corpses piled up in front of him, and countless people who had been sent flying rolled on the ground screaming in pain.

Even the most terrifying and craziest fanatics of the All Things Sect were shocked by the power of King Kamos at this moment, and stopped in their tracks, cowering and holding back.

They stood there, blue-faced, watching with bated breath the man on horseback by the campfire.

The king of Aaron Landis, known as the 'Lion King' by the world.

The lion-like king looked down at them with scorching eyes, contemptuously and arrogantly, treating them like ants.

The flames were jumping, shining on King Kamos's cheeks, and the blade of the white sword in his hand was dripping with blood at this moment, which made people jump in fear at a glance.

In the dark night, King Kamos stood alone on the ground on a horse, and several meters around him were empty.

When he was there, no one dared to take a step near him.

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Those believers were all stopped by King Kamos, and Heymos had time here.

Almost in a hurry, he poured out the white lotion from the medicine bottle and spread it on Garlan's bleeding wrists and ankles, then used his teeth to tear off a few cloth strips from the hem of his clothes, and bandaged the wound that had been smeared with medicine.

The light-colored cloth was soon soaked in a circle of redness from the blood that was still oozing out, but fortunately, the medicine took effect after a while, and the bloody halo stopped and continued to expand.

Heymos heaved a sigh of relief, he stretched out his finger and put it in front of Garlan's nose, the very light breath passing over his finger gave him a sense of peace of mind.

There was still a little lotion left in the medicine bottle, and he poured it all out, and gently wiped it on the thin bloodstains that had scabbed on the throat of the child in his arms.

Thinking of the scene he saw from a distance not long ago, he still feels terrified.

Just a little bit, just a little bit -

The fragile throat of the child in her arms would be slit.

At that moment, he even felt that he had seen the blood spurting from Garlan's throat into the night sky.

If King Kamos hadn't acted decisively and shot an arrow through the palm of the black-robed man, knocking the dagger flying, perhaps what he was holding at this moment was just a cold corpse.

This child is in his arms right now, with a small body, soft, and warm breath, making people reluctant to let go.

But it was precisely because of the warmth at this moment that Heymos felt an unbearable feeling whenever he thought of the possibility of the person in his arms becoming cold.

He hugged Garlan and turned his head to look.

In the dark night, the young man's gaze slowly swept across the believers wearing similar black and blue robes.The fire light fell into his pupils, making the depths of those golden-red eyes seem to be burning with some kind of palpitating cold flame at this moment.

It is not bright, but it seems to come from the abyss, which is extremely terrifying.

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Just when the fanatics could no longer bear the fear of the Lion King from the bottom of their hearts, some began to retreat, and some began to turn around.

The first believer who wanted to turn around and run wildly just turned his head, before his body had time to turn around, his eyeballs stared straight, and he froze in place.

Countless knights in leather armor and riding war horses stood neatly behind them at some point, and the sharp silver spears in their hands flashed a menacing cold light in the darkness.

This group of knights who had fought countless battles with King Kamos just stood there quietly, and the bloody evil spirit gushing from them overwhelmed everything.

They stand in the dark night, they are the invincible iron and blood warriors under the command of the Lion King.

The believer whose heart was crushed almost instantly went limp, and fell to the ground.

Then, more and more believers who wanted to turn around and run away but saw the countless knights behind them all began to collapse. They either sat down on the ground or yelled and fled in all directions.Someone even tried to rush into the dense forest not far away, trying to throw off these knights by virtue of the terrain.

On the pitch-black steed, the brown-haired king raised the big sword in his hand, and slashed heavily at the void in front of him.

That is the silent king's order.

The knights who had been standing still moved, just for a moment, just a sprint, and their silver spears pierced the throats or chests of the believers who were trying to escape.

This is a completely one-sided battle.

Not one left.

This is the silent king's order issued by the false sword of the Kamos dynasty in the air.

Loyal warriors are meticulously carrying out their king's orders.

The screams of the believers who enshrined the altar sounded from the wide altar. They screamed and begged their gods to save them.However, the God who sacrificed countless flesh and blood did not appear, let alone come to save them.

They could only run away in all directions, and then one after another fell under the silver spears or swords of the knights.

It is extremely ironic that these believers finally stained the black blue stone slab offering sacrifices to God with their own blood.

But no one will sympathize with them. When these believers send innocent and weak children to the altar, their bodies and even their souls have already been branded with the mark of sin.

These sins can only be washed away by death.

Kamos glanced around, the bloody scene did not move him in the slightest.

His long experience in the battlefield has already created his heart of stone. He is the patron saint of his people, but to his enemies, he is like a devil.

It is not that there are no women and children among these believers, but Kamos has no intention of letting them go.He who once conquered the Wanwu Sect knew that once these weak and harmless women and children joined the cult, they would be no less brutal than men—it was these poor women and underage young believers who had personally killed them countless times. Send other innocent children to the altar and send them to hell.

These women and children deserve no sympathy.

If they let them go because of pity today, they who have been thoroughly brainwashed will not repent at all. This will only lead to more innocent people dying at their hands in the future.

What Kamos wants to protect has always been the kind, upright and orderly people in Aaron Landis.These blood-stained believers are not the people he wants to protect, but the criminals who have seriously endangered Aaron Landis that he must destroy.

Not long passed, and the screams one after another gradually disappeared.After all, most of the believers of the All Things Sect are ordinary people, and the fanatics are just better than ordinary people. Facing this group of King Kamos's guards who have stepped through the mountain of corpses and blood, they have nothing to do. Fight back.

With a swing of Kamos' sword, he slashed to the ground the leader of a fanatic who was trying to escape.

The fanatic held the deep bone wound on his chest, coughed up blood, and stared at Kamos on the horse with vicious eyes.

"King Kamos who persecuted me..."

While spitting blood, he gasped and made intermittent noises.

"We will not perish...everything exists, my religion is here...God is watching us."

He looked at Kamos with hatred in his eyes, and the words he said were like curses.

"Those who persecute God's believers... O King of Violence, you will receive retribution, and this kingdom will also receive retribution...God will not forgive you, and God will bring disaster on the land of Aaron Landis... ...we curse you, curse Aaron Landis..."

Before he could finish the last intermittent sentence, the long sword pierced deeply through his chest, causing the believer's voice to stop abruptly.

King Kamos drew out his great sword, flicked the blood-dripping blade nonchalantly, and carried it on his shoulder.

He looked down at the corpse, grinned, and had an arrogant posture, but the tall and majestic figure somehow made people think that his arrogance was taken for granted.

"I am the king of Aaron Landis. No matter who it is, as long as they are in Aaron Landis, they must obey my king's orders, and your god is no exception."

He said, an understatement.

"If your god is dissatisfied, let him come to me, and I will."

He is the king of Aaron Landis, and he will protect this country and his people.

The guy who wants to harm Aaron Landis, even if he is a so-called god, he dares to fight with him!

As night fell, the sun rose from the distant horizon.

The brilliance of the morning sun shone over, illuminating the golden-brown hair of King Kamos standing on the ground like a burning sun.

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Xie Muer got off his horse and walked over quickly.

Looking at the little prince whose hands and feet were stained with blood and who was breathing weakly, he frowned tightly.

From the very beginning, he disapproved of the prince Garlan risking his life for the children of lowly commoners, even now he still thinks so.However, Garlan, who had always been considered by him to be almost incompetent and would not do anything in the future, was able to do such a thing, which really surprised him, and somewhat changed his mind.

Even if Garlan's behavior was not in compliance with the rules, at least he appreciated the child's courage in facing danger.

Although the little prince usually looks coquettish and ignorant, he is still reliable at critical moments.

The priest of Shamash thought so, bent down, and wanted to take Garlan from Heymos.But just as his hand was stretched out, the young man who had been holding Garlan and sitting quietly on the ground suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.

A cold breath passing through those golden-red eyes actually made his heart palpitate for an instant.

After being stunned for a moment, Shemuer's expression became serious.

"Prince Heymos, please hand His Highness Garlan to me, he needs a better arrangement."

Heymos lowered his eyes and didn't say a word or move. He just pursed his lips tightly, and the fragmented black hair cast a deep shadow in his eye sockets.

Without saying a word, he got up, grabbed Ximuer's horse, put Garlan on it, and then got on the horse himself.

Ximuer wanted to say something else, but a voice came from the side.

"Ximuer, just let him take care of Garlan." Kamos said, "You still have to deal with the follow-up, over there, you have to deal with those children."

Ximuer glanced at the corner of the altar, where there was a group of children who were half scared and fainted and half crying.

"Yes, King Kamos."

He replied, taking another deep look at Heymos, then turned and walked that way.

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The sun rises, then sinks slowly into the horizon as the day passes.

King Kamos, who had been busy for a whole day and finally finished the follow-up work, finally found time to talk vaguely while devouring the dried meat.

"How's Garlan?"

"The prince is fine and will not be in danger. He just lost a lot of blood and needs to rest for a while."

"That's good."

Kamos breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Heymos? Still there?"

He had business to do, so no matter how worried he was about Garlan, he had to pull himself together and deal with the matter first.

I heard that kid Heymos stayed with Garlan all day.

Tsk, why can that kid stay with Garlan, but he has to worry about his injured little brother, and at the same time he has to work around in pain?

Tsk tsk, I'm so upset.

Shemuer frowned, then spoke.

"...Speaking of which, King Kamos, I have something to tell you."

"what?"

"Because of some accidents, the living environment of Heymos and ordinary children of the collateral royal family is very different... Maybe his excellence beyond others is because of his experience that is different from ordinary people, but That experience brought him not only outstanding talent, but also some other problems."

Ximuer remembered the look Heymos gave him not long ago, and even he was stunned for a while.

Yes, he has always been extremely satisfied with Heymos's outstanding aptitude, but Heymos is only twelve or thirteen years old now, and he has such eyes, which is simply——

Now, he had to admit that Heymos might not be as good as Garlan in terms of xinxing.

"Prince Heymos seems to have started to develop into a paranoid personality. And... Well, maybe it's my illusion, but I vaguely feel that his paranoia seems to have a tendency to fall on His Royal Highness Garlan If this continues, I am afraid it will not be good for the two princes."

Shemuer looked at King Kamos and said.

"So, King Kamos, I think, even for the sake of these two princes, we'd better keep them at a certain distance."