Manda ran away, and Kampala followed. The speed of the first-order believers was not as fast as that of the second-order believers. With the bonus of rage skill, Kampala caught up with Manda in two steps. Seeing that he was about to grab Manda''s collar, the soldiers lying in ambush suddenly jumped out and blocked Kampala''s way. Kampala chopped it down with a huge axe and the soldiers blocked it with a long sword. As a result, the sword was cut off and the huge impact made the soldiers fall heavily to the ground.

    Kampala ignored the soldiers and continued to chase Manda. A divine punishment warrior rushed up to mend the knife and stabbed the soldier''s chest with a sword.

    Unexpectedly, the soldier didn''t die. He immediately got up and took the long sword inserted in his chest. He walked like flying and continued to chase Kampala.

    A divine punishment warrior was stunned and said, "this is... A living corpse?"

    Another humanitarian: "Stanley may be nearby. Follow the sergeant!"

    The mentally retarded Campora only chased Manda and followed Manda all the way to Stanley.

    Stanley put Manda behind him and let the soldiers besiege Kampala from left to right. According to Stanley''s expectation, Kampala will panic because of fear after seeing himself, and this is the best time to beat him up.

    But Kampala completely ignored Stanley, overturned four soldiers with a huge axe and rushed straight to Manda.

    Manda hides behind Stanley, which creates some illusions for Stanley. He thinks Kampala is madly rushing towards him with a battle axe.

    "Who gives you courage?" Stanley pulled out his long sword, and the two weapons collided. They each took a few steps back. This is the power of the "anger flow" skill, which can make Kampala equal to the third-order Stanley in strength.

    Seeing Manda''s provocative smile, Kampala rushed up again. Stanley stood still. Four soldiers surrounded from four directions. They held two arms and two legs, fixing Kampala in place.

    Kampala quickly broke free of his right hand, waved a huge axe and chopped at a soldier. The soldier was cut in two, his lower body remained in place, and his upper body still held Kampala''s left hand.

    The madness of Kampala exceeded Stanley''s imagination. Between tearing and beating, a soldier ran back, and four divine punishment Warriors also caught up. Stanley changed his tactics and let the soldiers let go of the crazy Kampala. Four complete soldiers, one half soldier and four divine punishment warriors fought.

    Kampala with red eyes walked slowly towards Manda. Stanley said inexplicably: "Sergeant Kampala, don''t you want to talk to me?"

    "Give me that little bastard!" Kampala''s voice was gloomy and low, as if it didn''t come from his throat. Stanley was annoyed when he watched him approach step by step.

    "Stupid maniac, you have to suffer more before you know what fear is."

    Stanley stretched out a hand, slowly clenched his palm into a fist, and said a word: "darkness."

    Everything in front of her disappeared in an instant. Manda opened her eyes wide and couldn''t see any visible light.

    Darkness, pure darkness, as if everything had never existed, reminded Manda of the desolation and silence she had experienced in the underworld.

    The sound of fighting still lingered in my ears. The divine punishment warrior, who was afraid of Stanley, lost his resistance in the absolute darkness and was easily subdued by four and a half soldiers and pressed to the ground.

    The darkness lasted less than a minute, and the light gradually returned to his vision. The fear in the darkness woke Kampala up. He slowly put down his axe, and the anger in his eyes disappeared.

    "Maybe we should have a good talk." Campora compromised, but Stanley didn''t intend to let him go.

    "It''s late," Stanley whispered, touching his forehead with his finger. "Pain!"

    Kampala was paralyzed and fell to the ground, as if thousands of red knives were cutting his skin and flesh. He gave a scream that human beings could not imagine. He rolled on the ground and accidentally hit his axe blade. A huge wound was cut on his chest, and the blood dyed the snow red in the blink of an eye.

    Stanley shrugged his eyebrows, pursed his lips and said, "accident." he wanted to torture Kampala for a while, but Stanley also took back his skills in order to avoid arousing the other party''s second-order skills.

    He walked up to Kampala, bowed his head, looked down at each other, and said slowly, "there is a flag on the pub in the east of the city. Do you recognize it? What does that mean, do you know?"

    Campora nodded.

    "Just know. From today on, don''t get close to that tavern or hurt the people in the tavern. Mr. Remus and Mr. nidali are friends of the viscount. Don''t trouble them again in the future. As long as you are in Niujiao Town, no one is allowed to offend the Viscount''s dignity. Do you understand?"

    Campora nodded. The matter could have ended here, but he saw Manda in the process of looking up.

    Manda''s face is still full of unbearable provocation, and he hooks his finger at Campora again.

    Stanley, with his back to Manda, didn''t know all this. He wanted to pull Campo up, but found that the other party''s chest spewed blood again. The blood didn''t flow on the ground. It seemed to be controlled by some force. It spread in front of Campora''s chest and condensed into the symbol of the sword of divine punishment from chest to abdomen.

    Blood erosion, Kampala''s second-order skills were inspired. Stanley was knocked to the ground by the violent Kampala. Kampala picked up the Tomahawk and roared towards Manda.

    Roar, he''s roaring. It''s perfect.

    First anger, then pain, then fear, then anger.

    Campora''s brain was hollowed out and now she has become a completely crazy beast.

    Manda is too familiar with such beasts. For Kampala, he didn''t want to frighten or subdue. From the beginning, he had only one idea, that is to kill him!

    If you have scruples, don''t do it. Don''t have scruples after doing it.

    Manda put the jump button on the fingernail of her thumb and bounced it against Kampala''s face. The jump button flew into Kampala''s mouth and accurately stuck Kampala''s trachea.

    The suffocating Kampala stopped, and his face changed from red to blue. Taking advantage of this moment, Stanley got up and punched Kampala in the face.

    Kampala took a few steps back. Manda jumped up, jumped in front of Kampala, started and fell, and cut Kampala''s neck.

    The huge head fell to the ground, and everyone, including Stanley, was stunned.

    Manda took her hand back and quietly took off the mask on her face by wiping the blood.

    After more than ten breaths, there was a dead silence in the pine forest. Stan slowed down first and sighed, "serious accident."

    A god punished warrior broke free from the shackles of the soldiers and ran away. Stanley took out his throwing knife and threw it directly into the back of the other party''s head.

    The divine punishment warriors immediately fell to the ground. The soldiers took up their long swords and waved off the heads of the remaining three divine punishment warriors.

    "I didn''t expect it to be like this," Stanley slapped the snow on his body and turned to smile. "But it''s better to be like this."

    He glanced at the soldiers. Four soldiers carried the bodies of four divine punishment warriors. Stanley picked up Kampala''s head and pulled out the jump button from his mouth.

    "What a good thing. Is this yours?"

    Manda nodded.

    Stanley put the button into Manda''s hand, then picked up Kampala''s body and picked up his axe.

    "I''ll give you my head. There''s a cave not far ahead. We''ll dispose of the body there."

    Manda lifted Campora''s head and followed Stanley.

    Stanley went up to the "half" soldier and said, "I''ll give it to you."

    The soldier nodded, dug a hole with his lower body, and buried the bloody snow in the soil.