Mystery: I can burn destiny

Chapter 222 The Power of Blood Fiend

Just half a day later.

The sun had already set towards the west mountain, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be burning like flames. From a distance, they looked like they were stained red with blood.

Hraske led thousands of fine cavalry under him, and went all the way north to find Ahmeda's army, and he was in this huge camp.

The ferocious aura was continuous, and the bloody cloud almost covered the sky, even the sky and the earth were completely covered.

The fiery red clouds in the sky, the blood-colored clouds in front of his eyes, and the two of them complement each other, and the light directly enveloped Helaske completely, as if his body was in a pool of blood...

It's a bad omen!

Even Hraske felt guilty, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Now he is no longer qualified to negotiate terms with Ahmeda.

But the arrow is on the string, since he has found it, is there any reason to give up directly?
"Come with me!"

Hrace yelled sharply, with an extremely fierce expression on his face, and then strode out directly.

He has nothing to lose!
Today is nothing more than a dead end!
Hrask wanted to take back his cavalry from Ahmeda, and at the same time asked for another batch of supplies, so that it would be possible to go south again to take revenge on the frontier army.

Thousands of fine riders behind him, after looking at each other for a while, still kept up with Hraske, but their faces were full of anxiety.

Thousands of cavalry against tens of thousands of cavalry!

Everyone knows this is hitting a rock with an egg!

After all, Hraske was still a warrior of the five realms, and his prestige was extremely high in the past, so he easily sneaked into the camp, and then rushed towards the Chinese army with the remaining thousands of elite cavalry.

Hraske didn't dare to waste a moment. Once Ahmeda saw his intentions, he could tear them to pieces as long as he mobilized more than ten thousand wolf cavalry.

But in just a short while, Helaske actually led people to rush to the location of the Chinese army. When he met someone who came forward to question him on the way, he easily prevaricated them.

Just rushing to the location of the Chinese army, it would be difficult to easily prevaricate, and was directly surrounded by Ahmeda's pro-army.

The pro-army commander Boron frowned and said vigilantly:

"I heard that Mr. Wan was defeated, and it is a good thing that he can come back alive, but he led people directly to rush here. I don't know what Mr. Wan wants to do?"

Herask was furious when he heard the words, he lost [-] cavalry, and now even a warrior from the four realms dared to be so disrespectful to him.

However, Hraske still suppressed his anger. After all, he is under the control of others now, so he can only say as calmly as possible:

"I was indeed defeated, but I found a very important piece of information in it, and now I need to tell your Captain Wan alone."

"In this case, please wait here for a while, Mr. Wan, and let me go in and report..."

There was a hint of doubt in Boron's eyes. He said so loudly at first, and then turned around and whispered to a wolf clan beside him:
"Keep an eye on them, don't hesitate to do it immediately if there is a change!"

"Of course!" The man nodded and said.

Then Bo Lun walked out, and many of the pro-army took the initiative to make way for him, and finally walked into a large animal skin tent.

Hraske glanced at the people around him, all of them were holding their scimitars tightly, and their faces were full of vigilance, as if they would draw their swords if they dared to take a step forward.

There was a touch of impatience in Hrask's eyes, and this feeling is terrible now, I really didn't expect to have today.

Even when he surrendered back then, he was not as restless as he is today, as if he was waiting for the time of death to come...

Fortunately, after a while.

Boron walked out of the big animal skin tent, and then came to Helaske again and said in a deep voice:

"Only Mr. Wan can go in alone!"

Hraske nodded upon hearing this, then looked at his Jingqi and ordered directly:

"You just wait outside."

"Obey!" Everyone said quickly after hearing the words, and they were even more relieved. It would be great if they didn't start a war.

Under the gaze of everyone, Hraske first walked to the big animal skin tent, and then walked into the big animal skin tent.

When he walked into the big animal skin tent, the first thing he saw was a tall figure from the back, which Hrask knew was Ahmeda.

At this time, Ahmeda was standing at the deepest part of the animal skin tent with his back to Helaske, playing with the scimitar in his hand.

When Hrask saw this, he stopped hiding. Now that the [-] cavalry were gone, he was afraid that Ahmeda would directly suppress him with a large army.

But now that the two are in the same room, they are both warriors of the five realms, if they really want to fight to the death...

Even if it is still death in the end, Hraske can leave a deep impression on Ahmeda, and even make him unforgettable for life.

Hraske just gambled, gambled with his old life, and regained his cavalry in this way.

Hraske rushed towards Ahmeda with strides, and his voice became more and more mournful from the calm:
"I'm defeated, my two sons are gone, and the fifty thousand cavalry is gone. Now you can be happy. It's all because of you. If you still want to annex my cavalry, return them to me immediately, otherwise Today, the two of us will die together in this big tent."

"Ah……"

Ahmeda laughed coldly, and just as Hraske rushed behind him, a terrifying sense of oppression erupted on his body, and then he turned around with lightning speed, and finally swung a knife at Hraske.

Cut this knife over!
People can't see clearly, and people can't hide!

Hraske felt a chill, his eyes were full of horror, and finally he said silently:
"Six realm martial arts..."

The words were not really uttered, because there was a bloodstain on his neck, which made him unable to make any more sound.

Blood gushed out, and Helaske clutched his neck hard to no avail, and finally died completely unwillingly.

Hrask fell to the ground, and there was still resentment in his eyes, and at the same time, his body began to dry up rapidly.

A gust of blood mist seemed to come alive, and it directly separated from his body and rushed towards Ahmeda.

At this time, Ahmeda was emitting a strange red light, and he actually sucked the blood mist into his body. After letting out a low growl forcefully, the aura on his body began to explode rapidly.

After a while, everything returned to calm.

"Unfortunately, besides devouring energy and blood, the power of blood evil will also devour people's resentment. If it wasn't for this shortcoming, it wouldn't take long for a martial artist to break through the Nine Realms."

There was still a red light in the corner of Ahmeda's eyes, and he felt the strength in his body soar, and there was regret in his voice.

This time the troops went south in a big way:

One is to eliminate dissidents;
The second is to test the frontier army.

Now that the dissidents have finally been eliminated by him, there is also a test of the strength of the frontier army.

"Warrior of the Seven Realms!"

Ahmeda growled, with a deep fear in his voice.

Just half a minute later, Ahmeda cut off Helaske's head, and walked out of the big tent with it.

Throwing it directly in front of his thousands of elite riders, Ahmeda shouted indifferently:
"Hrathke wanted to kill me, but now I have counter-killed him. Originally, I should kill you all directly to relieve my hatred, but as long as you immediately abandon the dark and turn to the bright, you can avoid death."

Under the strong deterrence of the terrifying oppression, thousands of fine riders knelt down without exception.

"We are willing to turn from darkness to light..."

(End of this chapter)