"Boom...boom...boom..."

The alarm bell rang at the sentry tower in the northwest, echoing over the entire Westwind Town.

Robb was reciting the good mood of the middle school text. He was ruined by the bell. He couldn't help being a little annoyed: "What the hell? What kind of ghost ran to Westwind to make trouble?"

The warriors of the Knights of the Temple rushed to the northwest corner for the first time, and Robb was once again dragged to the northwest corner by the three nuns.

However, this time Robb already has experience, hum, the three nuns are still too shabby, especially the two little nuns who are pulling their arms. They are too young to protect themselves at all. When Robb's arm was pulled to Guan, Robb took the opportunity to touch their hands twice. The thieves were cool.

Robb climbed up the town wall in the northeast, but saw an uncomfortable picture. A large group of giant wolves were chasing more than 30 people on horseback and wearing black cloaks. This familiar black cloak is very Obviously people from the Dark Vatican.

Robb saw a necromancer with a staff, but that was the only necromancer. The other black cloak men didn't look like very combative people. They were both male and female, and they were all very young. Some people wore the clothes of the priest of the dark church, some women wore the black nun clothes, and the others were just ordinary believers.

This group of people was racing and galloping, behind it was a large pack of giant wolves. Their horses were obviously running faster than the pack, and they were about to be overtaken.

Seeing the town of Westwind close at hand, the leading necromancer gritted his teeth and shouted: "Everyone rushed into Westwind Town. This is a special town. Maybe it can give you shelter. Come on! Come on! There is no time. That's it! I can only take a gamble, I'll give you the queen!"

With that, the necromancer turned his horse's head.

"No! Master...Don't..." a priest turned his head and shouted, "You run too."

The Necromancer had already turned his horse back, muttering words, facing the wolves that were getting closer. With a violent wave of the staff in his hand, a dozen bone spears shot out and flew towards the wolves.

However, the huge, silver wolf that rushed to the front suddenly leaped towards the bone spear, brushing the ground in midair and turning into a human form. Werewolf General Baiyue of Moon Night.

He took the giant axe from his back in mid-air, exerted force with both hands, and slammed it in mid-air. An angry axe flashed through, and all the bone spears in mid-air were chopped to pieces, flying all over the sky.

The necromancer gritted his teeth, and his staff slammed on the ground: "Bone Wall!"

A wall made of white bones rose up in front of him, spanning twenty yards away, and immediately blocked all the wolves on the other side of the wall.

However, a big hole was punched in the middle of the bone wall with a sudden "touch", and Baiyue came through the wall and slashed on the shoulder of the necromancer with an axe.

The Necromancer screamed, half of his body was cut off by the axe blade, and he fell back weakly, before dying and shouted: "Go..."

After being blocked by him so desperately, the other thirty people in black cloaks finally ran to the gate of Westwind Town.

Robb counted, no more, no less, exactly thirty-two.

These thirty-two people arrived at the gate of the town, but did not pat the door, did not rush to enter, but raised their heads and looked at the guards on the wall with fear, worry, horror, and helpless eyes...

After several seconds, a man in the priest's clothes shouted: "Westwind Town, can it accommodate us?"

A priest of the Knights of the Temple on the town wall shouted: "Those of the Dark Church, don't think about it..."

Before he finished speaking, Bishop Elsie kicked the priest in the shin, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Robb glanced at Bishop Elsie with interest.

Bishop Elsie saluted him and said in a low voice, "I'll leave it to you." After speaking, he greeted the Knights of the Temple and stepped aside without saying a word.

Robb couldn't help laughing, and turned to the militiaman next to him: "Open the door and let them in."

"Ah? Want to put it in?" A priest of the Knights Templar couldn't help exclaiming.

"Inevitable." Another Paladin whispered: "You still don't know what kind of person Father Robert is?"

"Shut up." Bishop Elsie whispered: "Don't doubt the priest, we would have been done without him."

After Robb issued this order, he thought Xiao Yi would be the first to oppose him, but he didn't expect Xiao Yi to say nothing this time. Instead, the guys from the Knights of the Temple were talking secretly.

He turned his head and looked at Xiao Yi, but saw that Xiao Yi was covering the mouths of the two little nuns and dragging them back.

Robb smiled: "What's the matter? The two of them wanted to speak out against them. You stopped them?"

Xiao Yi nodded.

Robb smiled and said, "I have improved."

Xiao Yi bit her lower lip and said: "I just found that the people of the dark Holy See are also people... If I really love everything, I should try to love them too. No, no, I won't love them, I just I want to try to find out if they really should be killed."

"Papa!" Robb clapped.

The town gate slowly opened, and the thirty-two people from the Dark Vatican looked at the open town gate. They were a little bit incredulous, a little scared, and didn't dare to enter this town controlled by the "Priest of the Bright Vatican".

But they looked back at the werewolf troops approaching fast, gritted their teeth, and rushed in.

"bump!"

The town gate closed behind them.

Then, the werewolf warrior Baiyue stood in front of the town and shouted in an angry voice: "Westwind Town, what do you mean?"

"Nothing special." Robb lay on the town wall and smiled at Bai Yue and said: "My town is in urgent need of population...cough cough, it's not right, just said it's fast, come back. The so-called God has a good life. De, I am the most soft-hearted person. I can’t see anyone die in front of me. When I see someone injured or dying or something, I can’t help but want to lend a helping hand. I advise you to be kind too, to be forgiving and forgiving. It’s good to kill half-dead, don’t have to kill it, it’s not good."

Baiyue: "..."

Surrounding audience: "..."

After the weird silence lasted for dozens of seconds, Baiyue roared: "You want the population? Just save it from me? Isn't it too much? I want the population to give birth to me. I have compiled so many. If it sounds nice, I believe you a ghost."

"How slow I am to give birth, it will take at least ten years to become a usable population. Of course, it is best to make a ready-made one." Robb said, "I have said so clearly, you see my face. Come on, how about these few people?"