Chapter 137

In the dark, walking fast in the forest.

Under their feet there is a faint white light flickering, they seem to be walking in small steps, but the speed is comparable to that of a good horse.

They skillfully shuttle in the thick forest, around the wind gently hover, eliminate all the sound they send out.

Tonight, they used to peep around the sea urchin Bay. All the activities inside and outside the sea urchin bay were fully captured by them. As soon as Rafa was knocked down by Joe, they set off at full speed away from lefkon.

Instead of taking the road leading to port Toulon, they took advantage of the vineyards and woods by the side of the road.

A man in black, who had been away from lefeggang for more than ten miles, yelled in a low voice: "how dare they Blaspheme my Lord's glory, against my Lord's servants They recognized Lord Rafael, and they dare... "

"The Durham Empire has to pay the price, and the people who did it tonight Ross, the stinky widow, and the little heresy of the Rittal family They should all be put on the scaffold! "

"We must let Dabao know the truth here, and the action here must let him know!"

These clergymen from St. Hilde's Cathedral perform secret arts and run fast.

Unconsciously, in the woods around them, there was a thin white fog rising. Just a few breaths, the white fog gradually become thick, like milk, a cool floating in the air.

"Who is it?" The leader of the priest suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

"Old friend." A soft voice came from the woods ahead, and then there were echoes all around.

Old friends Old friends Old friends

The old friends, light or heavy, came from all around, mixed with some subtle laughter. Children's cheers, soft copper bells, and even the sounds of cats and dogs were inside.

At the same time, a dozen priests took off their black cloaks and revealed the white robes underneath. In the sound of "clang", they pulled out their swords one after another.

Different from the two handed Epee, which is almost the same height as their own, used by the church knights, the swords used by these priests are much more normal. The length of the sword is about three feet and five inches, and the broadest part of the sword body is more than two inches.

"The glory of my Lord is everywhere." The priests chanted war songs in a low voice. Their hands were covered with silver and their swords were engraved with prayer words praising "Mu". Moreover, the prayer words were all inlaid with gold wires, and the swords showed a faint light.

"Your faith is not worth a cent at all." Chuckling came from the white fog. With a deep "poop" sound, a huge figure with a height of 15 feet slowly emerged from the white fog.

"Damn it This is... " The leading priest widened his eyes and looked at the huge figure which was getting closer and closer.

"Hiss, hisses" Near the neck of the burly figure, several white steam rushed up more than ten feet high. A heavy alloy axe about the size of a small door panel tore the air with a piercing whistling sound, and a white vortex visible to the naked eye appeared in the white fog.

"The glory of my lord..." The priests gave a shrill roar, and they waved their swords to meet the heavy axe.

A blow.

The sword was smashed and the priests were cut off at the waist.

Several tall and thin men in tuxedos, bowler hats and slender walking sticks came out from behind the two oaks.

They went to the priests and observed their wounds carefully.

"Combat effectiveness evaluation, six levels of primary?" "This big guy, you can sell for a big price!" a man said with a cheerful smile

"Well, it's written on the appraisal certificate as level 6 intermediate." Another man chuckled: "of course, it should be noted on the appraisal certificate that this is an old and dilapidated antique after all. Maybe the level of combat power will fluctuate."

"Pooh hee," the tall figure, near his neck, was once again filled with hot white steam.

"Well, we can get a new material for you A man patted the huge figure and said with a soft smile: "however, I hope you can understand that we brought you out of that broken place. We paid a huge cost, we need a certain profit."

"So, we label your current combat power as level 6 intermediate. It's just a legitimate commercial means, isn't it?"

"Of course, your real combat power is more than level six intermediate, isn't it? If your new master renovates you, oh, he'll make a lot of money The man said with a smile, "so, can you understand?"

The big figure stood there quietly, with a long red light on his head. The red light flickered for a while, and then the red light gradually faded down, and his elbow, knee and other joint parts, have thin steam.

"Well, then, do one more small, trivial favor for our distinguished guest." Standing on one side, a tall man who had not said a word said slowly: "decorate the scene and buckle the black pot on the head of the highland kingdom. Make sure the evidence is more solid, and put more pressure on them. "The tall man raised his head, and the moonlight lit up his face.

If the Duke of rose were present, she would have recognized this man at a glance - Sherlock, the special envoy of the ice kingdom.

Several men, apparently led by Sherlock. At Sherlock's command, several other men were busy.

"Besides, you did a good job." Sherlock turned to a big tree behind him and said with a smile, "as your guide, I'm glad I think it won't be long before you get through. "

"This time in the TURUN incident, you did a good job. You are committed to maintaining your current role and never meddle in things you should not

In the white fog, a figure turned out from behind the big tree.

In the white fog, there are girls and children's light laughter, laughter far and near, continuous dense, as if thousands of people hiding in the white fog laughing at the same time.

Figure wearing a wide brim hat, wearing a large skirt, a crystal ball suspended in one side, quietly emitting faint light.

In the light, Miss Verona, a new opera star in port TURUN, yawned lazily: "tutor, I don't care about promotion How much money can I get in this deal? Can I make an advance? I'm so close to the potion I've been dreaming of... "

Sherlock laughed. He looked at Veronica with a very spoiled eye and said gently, "advance? Hehe, you think too much, how can it be? "

After a while, veronia was immersed in the white fog, which disappeared as quickly as the ebb tide.

In the distance, a thin voice came: "well, dear tutor, I refuse to work late at night My lord Yanan has left. Damn it, I have to find a rich fool to go to... "

"But in praise of the merciful muteste, there is no shortage of rich fools in port TURUN. The only question is, who should I go to? What a happy worry. Who should I go to? "

Sherlock froze, shrugged his shoulders, and waved his slender cane.

"What a personality disciple Well, let me think about it... " Sherlock took out a black card from his chest pocket and quickly turned it on the tip of his finger: "let me think about it. After the upheaval in port Toulon, the number of disciples I have left now, ah, may the supreme truth be with me and guide me in my direction."

Sherlock squinted, leaning against a tree, calmly watching several men busy setting up the scene.

A 15 feet tall, covered with thick metal armor, there is a huge white steam floating out of the cracks in the armor, quietly squatting on the ground.

The moon shines on the giant objects. On the rusty metal armor plate, there are some huge Ancient Runes.

The burning grape trellis lit up the whole hillside, and the black armor soldiers and sailors pushed and pushed each other. The strength of these black armour soldiers was far more than these ordinary sailors. With three or two efforts, the sailors were a little overwhelmed.

Major general duolong and a group of senior officers quickly met them. They and the black armour soldiers got together face to face. The movements of both sides were very small, but their hands were extremely shady. With a piercing sound of fracture, more than 30 black armour soldiers and a number of officers fell to the ground.

There was a sharp whistle in the distance.

In just a few minutes, the hillside was surrounded by the sailors of the Garcia fleet and the guards of the Rito family.

The black armour fighters are powerful, but they have only a few hundred.

On Duke Ross's side, the high-ranking officers are strong enough to fight against these black armored soldiers, while the number of ordinary soldiers and guards is dozens of times that of these black armored soldiers.

Not far from the sea urchin Bay, two first-class battleships have been opened, all the cannon doors on the land side have been opened, revealing the black muzzle.

The Marquis of sijak clenched his teeth and hissed: "Lord rose..."

Duke Ross pointed to Rafah lying in the pit and said coldly, "man, take away I'll take care of his chest for the time being. Take it again. What do you think you can get it back

"By the way, if you really think about it, come back to me. I'll only give you one chance!"

Shaking his broken left arm, Duke Ross looked at the Marquis of sijak with deep eyes: "by the way, I will not bear any joint and several liability for everything tonight. I will play the cause and effect of the matter directly to her majesty You don't want to drag me into the water! Dear sijak Your honor

"Ho ho ho ho" Duke Ross laughed and pointed to one of the guards.

The female guard skilfully jumped out of the pit and grasped the black stone slab which was close to Rafa's chest with both hands.

The faint light on the black stone board flickered, and the female guard suddenly snorted. The blood in the seven orifices flowed down like a stream. She suddenly released her hands and staggered back a few steps. Her face turned pale in an instant.Prince Rose's pupils coagulated and murmured, "sure enough, taboo Such a dangerous thing, of course, is in my custody, but it can't fall on the hands of sinister people. "

The Marquis sijak's face twitched violently, and his hands clenched into fists.

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