The plain outside of Lanrenberg.

Morovogen ran wildly and ran for more than thirty miles. His body finally couldn't support him and fell to the ground.

Rolling on the ground, he finally lay on the ground with his back to the sky, looking at the dark sky, and actually laughed. He smiled lightly, slowly turned into a big laugh, and finally became a crazy laugh.

Eventually, black blood splashed out from his throat, forcing him to stop.

This time the injury was very serious. The bones on the left arm were broken, the ribs on the chest were broken, and the things in the chest were almost broken. If he were not the body of the undead, this kind of injury would probably have died on the spot.

The magic of death is constantly repairing his body, and it is estimated that it will take half a month to completely heal. The magic of death consumed will not be replenished if it does not devour other undeads for replenishment, it will take at least half a year to fully recover.

These are just small things, the biggest problem is that his sword fell.

The sword, which has been with him for nearly eighty years, has condensed endless glory, but now, in the battle, has been shot down by the opponent, and this blow to Morovogen is unimaginably great.

"Maybe, I'm really old?" He couldn't help but doubt his abilities, but the suspicion lasted for only a moment and was dispelled.

As long as he is still alive, it is not a failure.

At this moment, a voice came, and it was Rafiber: "It seems that you failed?"

"It's obvious. The Maple Leaf Earl is even stronger than I expected. With the support of that dragon, his combat power has increased exponentially." Morovogen's voice was faint, as if he was not the one who failed. The frustration that had been gone at that moment had disappeared.

"Where is your sword?" Rafiber came to Morovogen.

"It fell." Morovogen felt that this guy was very annoying.

"Tsk tsk, it's really rare." Rafiber stopped at a short time: "We have to go to the south as soon as possible. If we move a little slower, we will explain it here."

To be honest, he really didn't expect the Full Moon Sword Saint to fail, and this was really beyond his expectations.

"I know. Please trouble you." Morovogen nodded. He was too injured and he might not be able to return to the south with his own strength.

"It's rare to see you so humble." Rafiber laughed. He cast the flying magic and the two of them slept up and flew south.

After flying for a while, Morovogen spoke: "The Maple Leaf Earl will be our biggest enemy, and this person must be eliminated as soon as possible."

Rafiber nodded: "He has always been our enemy, very tricky. I think this mission will still fall on you."

"Then I'll go and get my sword back!"

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Lanrenberg.

On the long table in the command room, the sword of the Full Moon Sword Saint was placed rightly.

At the long table, the rock knight, the castle magician, and several generals were staring at it blankly.

Rollin sat aside. Aiona was still in a coma and was arranged to lie in the tower room. As for Viana, she did not show up, and now she was in the tower. When she recovered her energy, she would leave quietly.

Luo Lin is the Earl of Maple Leaf, and she is the guardian of Fix Island. If the two get together, they will make the grand duke suspicious for no reason.

After a long time, the magician spoke: "It's indeed the sword of the Full Moon Sword Saint. I didn't expect that he would become the undead."

"What bad news. Lord Earl, what are your plans?" Forlis looked at Rollin, and his expression was much more respectful than before.

In fact, everyone in the command room is like this. They can defeat the Full Moon Sword Saint with strong force, which is no longer unimaginable.

"After I rest here for a night, I will set off to the Fire Lion City. What happened here. I will tell the Grand Duke truthfully. An accident happened on the way, Knights of Forlis. I hope you can assign a hundred elite soldiers to accompany me."

"This is what I should do." If it were before, Forlis might have considered it. But now, he agreed without thinking. This Maple Leaf Earl has such power and will definitely be comparable to the Red Moon Sword Saint in the future. Of course, he will not be embarrassed about such trivial matters.

"Well, thank you. I'm a little tired now, so I'll go to rest first. This sword is an important evidence. You can pack it with the box and I'll take it to the capital together tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." Fores stood up and saluted, and the others present also stood up together.

Rollin nodded, and with the respectful eyes of everyone present, he came into the castle tower, and all the way to the room, and closed the door. Rollin saw Viana resting on a chair.

Her face was still a little pale, but it was much better than before. When she saw Luo Lin, she stood up from the chair to greet her.

"Does it feel okay?" Rollin walked over and put it on the chair that Viana gave up, then let the other party sit on his lap, and hugged his slender waist with his hand.

"It's not bad, it's just a little tired." Viana smiled slightly, leaned against Rollin's chest, and quietly listened to his heartbeat.

"Can you tell me the Dragon's pledge?" Luo Lin suddenly asked. He wanted to ask when Aiona talked about this just now, but the situation was urgent, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart. Until now, he was completely safe and finally couldn't help it.

The answer to him was a long silence. Rollin waited patiently. After more than ten minutes, Viana spoke: "I have been wandering away since I was a child. My only vow is to protect the Premo family. I don't care about the others, and you don't have to worry about them."

It was unclear, but Rollin didn't ask much. When he was supposed to say it, he believed that Viana would tell him.

Then the topic turned to the undead in the south, and Rollin was a little worried: "Sword Saint Morovogen has fallen and is still preparing to capture the dragon. The undead legion is expanding its strength everywhere. I really can't imagine what the day when the two sides fight."

The undead is powerful, and he is already a thorn in the eyes of the Dark Sect and a thorn in the flesh. If the Davik Fortress in the south is lost, his life will be very difficult. With his current status, it is a relationship between the principality and the entire human race.

If the undead is not defeated, everyone will be done together. Compared with this, everything else is insignificant.

Rollin and Viana understand this very well.

"The Knights of the Lord of the Glory have been in the south. Joseph Martin, the leader of the Knights of the Glory, is a paladin who is favored by God, and his power cannot be underestimated. I think they will try not to let the situation get out of control." Viana comforted softly.

Paladin Joseph Martin, the Hand of the Holy Light, became a legendary strong man because of the favor of the gods. Although he is a quasi-saint, his power is quite powerful. In conjunction with the inherited artifact of the Silver Vow Sword in the Radiant Church, his strength is probably not inferior to Morovogen when facing the dead.

The existence of this power of the Glorious Church made Luo Lin feel a little relieved. He nodded and said, "I hope so."

Then the two discussed some trivial matters, and at the end, they hugged each other quietly and felt each other's existence.

The night passed quickly, and when dawn was almost dawn, Viana left quietly, and before leaving, she teased her awkwardly: "Your sword is really awesome."

That charming look made Luo Lin want to practice her on the spot, but of course he knew that he would not succeed, so he could only say angrily: "One day my sword will pierce you!"

Viana smiled, and the green light flashed, turned into a green bird and flew away from the window.

Luo Lin watched her go away and suddenly felt something strange behind her. When she turned around, she saw that Eona, who had been dizzy on the bed for a night, had opened her eyes, and a pair of ice-blue eyes were staring at him. It was full of annoyance.

"When did you wake up?" He didn't even notice.

"When you are busy," Aiona's face turned cold.

"Sorry to disturb you for rest. But I saved you again yesterday, so I don't feel guilty." Luo Lin smiled.

"What's the meaning?"

"Morovogen was defeated by Viana and I, and I also got his sword. He shouldn't be in trouble recently."

"..." Aiona was speechless for a while, and it took a long time to say, "You are amazing!"

She sat up from the bed and shook her head. She felt that her condition was much better. Although her head was a little heavy, it didn't hurt much anymore. She used the magic a little. There was nothing unusual. There was no problem with casting intermediate magic, which made her feel a little relieved, and she said to Luo Lin: "Since the Sword Saint is defeated, I don't need to follow you anymore. Goodbye."

As she said that, she was about to get up and flash, but found that Rollin was blocking her and said unhappily: "What do you want? Want to pierce me with your sword?"

Luo Lin smiled awkwardly: "Of course not. It's just a reminder of you. You are my prisoner now and have no right to leave. You will follow me to the capital."

He was very afraid of the Sword Saint and did not underestimate him because of luck in repelling him. He also believed that the Sword Saint would definitely come back. Next time, if the frost dragon was still alone, it would definitely be killed easily. For this reason, after discussing with Viana, he decided to take her all the way to the capital, and let Aiona follow Viana to Fix Island.

"I have no objection, but aren't you afraid that Viana will get angry?" Aiona really has no objection. The Sword Saint incident made her discover that she was in danger, and Rollin could actually fight back Namorovogen, and of course it was safe to be by his side.

As for being killed and transformed into a death minion? She said impulsively last night that if she came true, she would not want to.

"This is the result of my discussion with her. We unanimously believe that your thoughts are very dangerous and your head is very stupid. I must be able to control you at any time so as not to fall into a state of doom. In the future, I don't want to see a dragon clan undead full of rotten flesh..."

"You're enough!" Aiona stopped Rollin loudly and said angrily: "I'm unlucky to meet you!"

After Aiona's affairs were settled, after the two of them had breakfast, Forlis had already arranged the elite soldiers, and the group rode away from the castle and rushed towards Fire Lion City.

Now there is still one and a half days left before the date of the state banquet, so it is definitely too late, but with Morovogen's sword, I believe the Great Guild understands it.

Three days later, the cavalry team arrived at Fire Lion City safely because the state banquet will be held for half a month. The whole city is still very lively, and there are lights and decorations all the way.

After arriving at the city gate, the city gate guards immediately rushed to the Grand Duke Castle to report the news. In less than half an hour, a team of clearly-clad Duke knights rushed over. After seeing Luo Lin, they said, "Sir, Grand Duke, please invite him."

Rollin attacked Eona and took Morovogen's sword box. The two followed the team of knights and rushed to the castle.

At the same time, a woman was watching this scene quietly in the corner of the street. After Luo Lin left, she immediately walked into the alley and entered a room.

The room was dim and there were several hazy tall figures. The woman whispered: "Sir, he's here."

No one answered the room, only a few thick breathing sounds. The woman didn't say much, and bowed her knees and left the room.

Then a sound rang out in the room: "Your Majesty, it's very dangerous to do this."

A low voice sounded in the room: "I know. But there is no danger to the undead." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!