Chapter 485 Broken String

"Impossible..." Ludin muttered, "Impossible!"

To others, this sounded like an answer to the question of the King of Sand, saying that Seta would not rush out - and it was indeed the case.

Just as he revealed to the King of Sand, the crisis of the dead bees' infestation has not been completely resolved, but there are other "helpers" to suppress it.

However, only Ludin himself knew.

Who was he saying this to.

The young scavenger with white hair like the moon and playful eyes seemed to have reappeared in front of Ludin after many years. He just looked at him quietly across the crowd, his eyes as always.

As hateful as always.

And so terrifying.

"No!" Ludin suddenly swept the cups on the table, and the water and wine fell to the ground.

He stepped back in a panic and almost tripped over the chair.

"Lord Ludin!" The priests and the chosen ones hurried forward to support him, but were pushed away by this man with the strength of a paladin, and fell to the ground together.

"War level, war level..." He murmured, holding his head, "Lu Meng, Lu Beiyou, Lu Meng, Lu Beiyou..."

The whole head was in a splitting headache.

The memories that he didn't want to recall came out all at once.

The hub station was destroyed by Shager. As a high-level paladin, Lu Ding had been hiding his identity for so many years. Finally, the day of judgment came. He only needed to offer those sinners to rebirth, and he could return home with the holy light and take a step further...

As a result, he was overturned by that person in one day.

That would be fine. After waiting for a long time for him to cheer up, he accidentally learned about that person and seized the opportunity for revenge again...

Hope, like a bubble, was ruthlessly shattered.

The King of the Swamp,

War level.

Let alone revenge, I don't know when the other party has climbed to a position that he can only look up to for the rest of his life-Lu Ding considered the possibility that revenge failed and he would die in the hands of the other party...but the real reality is even more difficult for him to accept!

He would rather draw his sword on the battlefield, fight a Paladin for 300 rounds and die.

But in fact, even if he really met him.

It would be nothing but a vain death - even if he died, he could not compare with the other party in other aspects, and his death was meaningless.

This was an all-round crushing.

Oakland... why did you treat me like this?

Have I really been abandoned by you...

"Squeak."

A string suddenly broke in Ludin's brain.

"Hahaha, this is impossible!" He understood, pointed at the King of Sand and laughed, "You are lying to me, right?"

"For this negotiation, you inquired about my background in advance and knew that I had such an enemy... and then used it to lie to me! You made up some bullshit about the King of Swamp and the war level, just to increase the bargaining chips!"

"King of Sand, this is meaningless."

"Lord Ludin..." The priests of the Holy Kingdom looked at him blankly, not knowing whether to persuade or support.

The King of Sand also looked at him, looking directly into Ludin's red eyes.

The difference is that there is an inexplicable emotion in the eyes of the Sand King.

It seems to be pity.

"Your Excellency the Judge," he said, "You are drunk."

"I am not drunk!" Luding was stunned for a moment when he looked at him like this, and immediately said angrily, "I will not be fooled by you sand bandits!"

"Let me guess..." Luding looked around and suddenly walked towards the back room of the hall, "Have you already caught that Lu, and then used him to exchange for chips... Yes, he is just a scavenger, it is not easy for you sand bandits... Get out of the way!"

He shouted at the sand bandits in front of him.

Then he turned into a smile: "Haha, it seems that I really guessed it."

"Our Judge is really drunk," the Sand King sighed, got up and left, "Send you out!"

The priests and the Holy Chosen had been frightened by this weird scene and didn't know what to do. They were relieved when they heard the Sand King's order to expel them, and they were about to pull Luding out.

"You are in the same group with him! You and Lu teamed up to deceive me..." Luding suddenly pulled out a holy chosen combat cleaver, raised it above his head in the posture of a knight's heavy sword, his eyes full of hatred, "You dare to be in the same group with him... I will kill you!"

The sand bandits stood in front of the Sand King, with their weapons unsheathed and their crossbows strung.

With the strength of a high-level paladin, even without armor, attacking the Sand King is a great threat.

"Luding, are you crazy!" A sand bandit leader shouted angrily, "This is not your Holy Kingdom, not a place for you to run wild!"

The envoys on the side of the Holy Kingdom also hurried forward to hold Luding.

Just as Luding was struggling to break free, a "clang" sound suddenly came from the hall, attracting his attention directly.

I saw a holy chosen person, his hands trembling and shaking.

His combat cleaver fell to the ground because he couldn't hold it steadily.

"What's wrong with you?" Luding frowned.

"That, that's a war-level... agent of darkness..." The Holy Chosen's voice trembled, "We will be killed!"

Just now, he was still imagining that he and the Paladin army would flatten the swamp.

But after hearing the opponent's strength.

What faith, holy fire, Auckland...are not important.

This farmer who was chosen by the holy lottery now just wants to go home and farm.

Hearing his words, Ludin woke up from his dream.

But he changed into another attitude.

"War level, yes, war level, I can't beat him." He muttered, turned around and ran out, leaving the sand bandits and the priests behind, "He will come to kill me."

"Run!"

"I'm running in hell!"

While speaking, he suddenly accepted all the words of the King of Sand.

Looking at the stumbling back of their leader, the priests of Oakland looked at each other.

They finally understood.

Ludin.

This former high-level paladin, a possible hub judge in the future, is crazy.

And the person who made him look like this...

"I forgot to tell him," At this time, the King of Sand, who was watching this scene silently, spoke, "That Lu Beiyou...his enemies call him the 'Lord of Blood', so be careful when you hear this title - your Holy Kingdom should need this information."

The priests performed a holy fire ceremony and turned around to chase Ludin.

They didn't know the mental journey of their leader, nor could they empathize with him, so they only had fear and shock in their hearts - but it is undeniable that the Lord of Blood...

will definitely be the enemy of the Holy Kingdom in the future.

"Boss, this..."

"Don't worry about him," the King of Sand's face was uncertain, "It seems that the Holy Kingdom is unreliable."

"However, it is impossible for them to give up the hub station."

This Ludin is essentially just an envoy for negotiation. Although he is a reserve judge, he is definitely out of luck if he looks like this.

And there are as many people as the Holy Kingdom Inquisition wants.

If you don't want to be one, there are many people who want to be one.

The King of Sand sighed and secretly wiped the sweat from his palms.

If this is the case, then his current position is very delicate...

"That person still doesn't want to talk about his origins?" Putting these aside, the King of Sand thought of another thing and asked.

"It's still the same rhetoric as before." A responsible subordinate responded, "Boss, do you think... is he really just a doctor?"

"He's just pretending. I just didn't expect that there are still people with such backbone among the nobles of the United City." The King of Sand paused, "Then continue to endure."