Hanshan Ridge.

Many knights and nobles stopped their carriages. They took out their maps to compare them, looked at the scenery in front of them, and nodded, confirming the place.

"We're here, right here." A knight noble shouted.

As this voice was shouted, the atmosphere in the entire team relaxed.

The knight nobles left some knights to look after their offspring, and they all got off the carriages and walked forward.

"Lacey is just ahead."

"Humph! This Lacey is so arrogant that he actually asked us to come and find him in person. I want to see what's so great about him!"

"Don't say that. Hey, I hope Lacey can cure our child."

Many knight nobles were talking about it. They were all liberal knight nobles, people beyond the imagination of ordinary people. But at this time, they behaved no differently from ordinary parents. They were all very worried.

As they walked, the knights and nobles suddenly realized that something was wrong. The atmosphere around them was very strange, which made them feel cold in their hearts and they couldn't help but become solemn.

"ah!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly rang out.

A knight in armor flew over heavily, his chest was dented, his armor was torn, and he was pierced by a spear, dying instantly.

"What!"

“Damn it!”

"how so!"

The faces of the knights and nobles changed immediately.

A figure floated down and slowly fell from mid-air.

"You're here." The man raised his eyes, slowly revealed his face, and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Who are you?"

A middle-aged knight noble with golden curly hair stood up and stared fiercely at the figure who suddenly appeared.

"I am the person you are looking for, Lacey." The man smiled slightly and said, "Of course, I have to tell you now that Lacey is just my pseudonym. My real name is Hill."

Hill?

Lacey is a pseudonym? Many knights and nobles present were stunned.

"Hill, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged knight with golden curly hair frowned and couldn't help but ask.

"What do I want to do? Of course I want to kill you."

Hill smiled and said, "You will all die."

The knights and nobles were startled, and their faces were immediately filled with coldness.

"How ridiculous! You are just one person, yet you dare to say you are here to kill us, Hill, are you crazy?" A knight noble sneered.

The middle-aged knight with golden curly hair looked at Morin, grinned, and slowly drew out the cross sword from his waist.

"Whether you are Hill or Lacey, you lured us here and wanted to kill us, so you are dead."

He looked at Hill and said coldly, "No one can save you!"

"Really?" Hill tilted his head slightly.

Die!

The middle-aged knight with golden curly hair rushed forward, and the cross sword in his hand, with a strong golden aura, slashed towards Hill.

But the next moment, he let out a loud shout and flew back at an even faster speed.

With a bang, the middle-aged knight with golden curly hair hit the tree heavily and exploded immediately, turning into flesh and blood all over the sky and completely disappeared.

Hill chuckled, and his aura suddenly exploded. Countless energy particles enveloped his entire body, making him float in the air like a ball of fire.

"Moon...Moon wheel..."

"This is the Moon Knight!"

Those liberal knight nobles felt the surging aura from Hill and their faces suddenly changed.

"I told you that you will all die."

Hill chuckled, opened his palms, and a faint black light flashed in his palms.

"Because it's not just me who's going to attack you, there are others as well." The expression on Hill's face was very evil.

Buzz! A huge sound came over, and countless crossbows were fired, instantly seriously injuring many liberal knights and nobles who were not prepared at all.

Many knight nobles of the Saint Faction rode on their war horses and rushed out like a tidal wave.

"It's a knight, a knight of our human race!"

"Those Saint-affiliated bastards!"

The liberal knights were shocked. They looked at the numerous Saint knight nobles who were rushing towards them with grim expressions, gnashing their teeth and cursing continuously.

boom!!

The Saint Faction Knight Nobles, who had been prepared, and the Liberal Faction Knight Nobles present, began to fight.

Energy burst out continuously and screams were heard; this was the knights fighting non-stop.

"It has finally come to this..." Hill smiled in his heart and said, "The liberal nobles and the Scoville family are all finished."

"I will kill all the Scoville family members with my own hands!"

Hill looked around, and soon he found members of the Scoville family who were barely holding on among the many Saint nobles.

In addition to the patriarch Aldrich, there are some other family knights of the Scoville family, as well as the descendants of the Scoville family who have been poisoned by witchcraft.

"Aldridge!"

Hill rushed to the Scoville family and started slaughtering them.

"Huh? It's you, you...you are Hill!" When Aldridge discovered Hill, he was immediately shocked.

He was a little far away just now, so he didn't see Hill's face clearly. It was only now that he really saw what Hill looked like.

"Aldridge, it's me."

Hill curled his lips into an icy smile and said, "It's me. I'm back for revenge!"

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Holy city.

A large and slightly obese knight noble was talking to someone in the living room. He was a liberal knight noble.

"Oh, Aldrich and the others went out to find Master Lacey. I don't know if Master Lacey and the others can cure their children." The fat knight noble sighed.

"It's their choice and I understand them."

The one who was talking to the fat noble knight was a tall and thin knight, who was also a liberal noble knight. The tall and thin knight nodded and said, "After all, they have tried everything, but still can't cure their children. The only way is to find Lacey."

"That's true. Fortunately, our child is fine."

The fat noble knight nodded, with a look of relief and gratitude on his face.

Just as they were about to continue their conversation, suddenly, there was a noise coming from the front.

"What's going on..." The fat knight noble frowned.

Just as he was about to stand up and call the servant outside to come in, suddenly, a black shadow flew in from outside and fell heavily to the ground.

"York." The fat knight noble looked at the figure on the ground, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The figure on the ground was none other than the old butler who had followed him for a long time.

Da da da.

Loud footsteps were heard, and as the door opened, a strong smell of blood wafted over.

Several knights with blood on their armor slowly walked in.

They surrounded the fat knight noble and the tall and thin knight with indifferent eyes and did not speak.

"Gray, what... do you want to do?" The tall and thin knight looked at the knights around him who were filled with murderous intent, took a deep breath, looked at the leading knight, and asked in a trembling voice.

He had a very bad feeling in his heart.

"We are all knights of humanity. Logically, we should fight together for humanity."

Gray shook his head and said, "But unfortunately, you are liberal nobles."

The knights around slowly tightened their swords.

"Oh no, Gray, you actually want to attack us, are you crazy?"

"Gray you..."

The fat knight noble and the tall and thin knight were shocked when they heard Gray's words. Their faces turned extremely pale under the daylight.

Screams were heard in the room, but they soon died down.

Gray slowly walked out of the house holding the bloody cross sword.

The place was full of dead bodies, not a single living person left.

"Okay, let's go to the next place." Gray looked at the knights around him and said lightly.

He mounted his warhorse and galloped forward without stopping. Behind him, many knights followed closely.

temple.

Odin was kneeling on the ground, telling the saint about what had happened recently.

The expression on the saint's face was indifferent, and his expression was calm.

"Okay, it's almost time now, Odin, you can go." The saint's voice was a little hoarse.

Odin stood up and bowed to the saint, then he held the cross sword with his hand, turned around and strode away.

The saint sat on a chair and looked at the empty hall.

The hall was gloomy, as if endless darkness was constantly rising.

The saint narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, took out a rusty bronze medal, and crushed it with his palm.