Lin opened the helmet on the head in his hand and looked at it carefully.
It was a beautiful face, but with a few scars. Even so, it could not hide her heroic beauty. Even the angry expression with gritted teeth gave people a heroic feeling like a Valkyrie, and She didn't look ferocious. However, 'she' didn't realize what was happening, and her expression always stayed at the moment of giving the order to charge.
The gradually losing blood took away her rosy complexion, and the gradually changing paleness was set off by the bright red background, which was only indescribably weird. It seemed that countless ghosts gathered around the only intact head, howling, wanting to show off to the scene. The living people cried.
Compared to a certain magician who didn't know what he was thinking, Azad's reaction was more direct. He said dissatisfiedly: "A person who enjoys all the fun alone will suffer misfortune."
Lin, who had returned to his normal state, was equally displeased and retorted: "Who started with a nonchalant attitude and just watched the show from the sidelines? Such people have no right to complain." After saying that, Lin turned away. Holding the head in his hand, he faced Azad and asked, "Do you recognize who she is?"
"Of course I don't recognize you. You haven't forgotten what the women here look like." Azad also made a show of reaching out and brushing his hand in front of his face to indicate that he was covering his face.
Lin then remembered that women in the Gwana Empire had a ritual and a taboo not to reveal an inch of their skin in front of men. Therefore, the women seen in public on the street were basically from other places. Local women, Especially for female aristocrats, whenever they appear in a public place with members of the opposite sex, their whole bodies will be covered tightly, and even their faces will be covered with a layer of black veil. Of course, they will not be able to recognize their faces.
Thinking of this incident, Lin no longer delved into the question of who this woman was. He said casually: "Really, forget it." With a throw of his hand, the magic metal helmet and head were once again chopped into pieces by the white destructive light. At the same time, it fell into a pile of blood and mud on the ground.
At this time, Azad said belatedly: "Ah, I remembered a rumor about you. I heard that you once destroyed a regular brigade of the Vader Army. The death seemed to be just like this." That was indeed done by you, not by the devil?"
Lin should be surprised that Azad, who has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, knew the rumors related to him. After all, he had caught the eyes of this demon prince and was taken seriously by him. With someone's respect for this prince, This is not a treatment that ordinary people would receive. But in fact, when he heard about this, Lin sarcastically said:
"Of course I didn't do it, I was so weak. Everything was done by the Demon King. You see, the most interesting part is here. People are reluctant to admit Fen's identity as the Demon King in the past, but as long as he When encountering some kind of killing, I impatiently pinned the matter on her head, never thinking about other possibilities. Anyway, I seem to be soft and easy to bully. Even this time, as soon as I heard The name is thrown at me, is it written on my face that my waist is soft and my body is soft and easy to push down?"
Azad used his feet to stir up the blood mud on the ground again, and shook the blood on his feet in disgust, and said at the same time: "You can't blame others for this. Of all the people present, you are indeed aware of The weakest one."
Faced with such straightforward criticism, Lin said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, the robe I am wearing is definitely not an ordinary thing. All I have to do is embroider the words 'I am an artifact' on the front and back."
"This is a bigger problem. If such a weak person wears a very precious robe, it is no different than a child holding a lot of gold. If others don't rob you, who will rob you? But you can't
Just because of such a small complaint, you cut people into pieces until you can no longer see the original shape. This is really cruel, and I am not that hateful, even though I like it."
"After several times when I thought I had killed the enemy, but was suddenly attacked by a 'dead man'; or when I spared a bandit, but was attacked in the back, I wanted to understand one thing. What should I do?
Don't do it, or don't hold back. Anyway, I don't think that if I just chop off one of their arms, they won't be hostile to me. If that's the case, why not make them unable to jump up and continue to chop me. Unless
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Lin's eyes drifted to the only demon present.
This tragic situation of blood and mud, piles of broken bones, and blood and brains all over the ground is not much different from the scene of a demonic blood sacrifice. If a few abyssal creatures burst out from this pile of minced meat, it would be nothing.
It's surprising. Not to mention that there is a real demon present, so no matter what weird things happen, it won't be surprising.
But the big demon who noticed the eyes of a certain magician shook his head in horror. Yes, it likes scenes of blood sacrifices and killing, and the more cruel it is, the more it pleases it. The premise is that it will not be changed.
Only when you become a sacrifice can you be in the mood to enjoy all this.
However, even in its intact state, it could not withstand the blow the magician just showed. Even though greed is a virtue for demons, sending someone to death is stupid and ridiculous for any group of people.
Things. So Starina didn't want to offend the magician at this time, and didn't want to do anything that might arouse the other person's jealousy.
Although someone didn't know what the big demon really meant when he shook his head desperately. But judging from the other party's attitude, it shouldn't be a problem. Lin put down the things here and headed not far away.
Several guards sent back by the nobles waved.
Although most people were frightened by the sight in front of them, there was still an alert person. After seeing the magician's waving action, he controlled the horse, stepped through the flesh, mud and blood, and came to the magician. He lowered his head and
He raised his head, expressed his respect and fear, and greeted: "Your Excellency."
"Have any of you asked about the location of the Gold Coin Goddess Temple that I want?"
Although this question was not loud, it was extremely clear in this lifeless environment. However, the person being asked felt embarrassed, and he realized that this embarrassment might turn into a crisis.
When they left, they didn't ask about the location of the temple. The four guards reported to the four places, all reporting the news that His Highness the Fourteenth Prince had returned to the Imperial City of Nineveh. His Highness, the further away from the Imperial City, the more
Well, this is the consensus of everyone under the tacit understanding.
The person who came forward to respond to the magician returned to the family mansion and reported the young master's situation to the head of the family. He was the person closest to the information. Despite this, he did not think of looking up the information.
A piece of information. In other words, no one expected that it would turn into such a situation.
Just when the magician's face darkened and became more and more ugly, Efren Muhashebesi, the last son in the family who was looked down upon by no one, said loudly: "Your Excellency, I remembered it. I remembered the goddess Koyin."
The location of the temple. Please let me lead the way and lead you there."
Ignoring the man's repeated statement that he didn't know before and now that he remembered it, Lin nodded expressionlessly and said, "Now that we know, let's go. A lot of time has been wasted."
Efren quickly sat in the driving position. No matter what, he didn't want to be crowded in the same carriage with this group of people anymore. The old magician had the same idea, so he climbed to the back of the carriage and stood there,
It is the position of followers and guards.
The horses covered with blindfolds began to step forward under the control of the reins, pulling the carriage forward. Mud-like flesh and blood, as well as fine bones and metal fragments, could not stop the carriage. They splashed outward, or
It was pushed away by the rolling wheels, and a road was opened.
The guard knights who were not greeted wanted to escape, but their duties did not allow such a thing. The crime of fleeing behind the master's back was both dishonorable and the punishment was quite serious. The highest possible outcome was death. So they
They could only keep up with the carriage, and follow as closely behind the carriage as possible instead of leading the way, because none of them knew the way.
After the carriage left, people appeared again on this deserted street. One or two, three or four. The windows high up in the houses on both sides also reopened, and even the thick wooden doors also opened.
There was a small crack. Everyone was peeping at the scene on the street, but what they saw was bright red that they had never seen before.
Rivers of blood, these four words so clearly described the scene before them. But none of them saw what happened, they only saw the extremely horrifying result. And they should have appeared on the street to capture
The criminal's imperial bodyguard was nowhere to be found.
On the rooftop, the emperor's personal guards were also deployed here. They were supposed to use their commanding position to shoot arrows to snipe criminals, or to cover and support their brothers on the ground to prevent criminals from escaping.
Now, all that is left of them is a headless corpse, lying on the rooftop. The broken necks still have traces of magic. This shows that their heads were exploded by magic attacks.
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Some are bursting flames, some are ice that freezes and then shatters, some are struck by lightning and carbonized and then reduced to ashes, and some are corroded by strong acid. And these injuries are without exception, and they also contain powerful
Impact. It shows that the source of the attack is arrows with powerful magical effects, arrows they shot themselves...
So the cause of these people's deaths is that the emperor's personal guards resolved past issues during official missions because of personal grudges? This is the most unlikely option. Because there are at most one or two who have grudges, and it is impossible for the entire team to
People disliked each other and formed grudges; they killed each other on the same day and on the same mission.
His mind was under control, so he shot each other from left to right? This was inconsistent with the direction in which everyone was lying down.
How about people shooting at each other across the street? This is inconsistent with the number of people on both sides. The number of people on both sides of the street is not equal, but more on one side and less on the other. Judging from the number of remaining arrows in the quiver, everyone
They only shot one arrow, which means that if they shoot each other with their colleagues across the street while their minds are under control, there will definitely be more people left alive, and other methods will have to be used to solve the problem. This is inconsistent with the situation at the scene.
Then the only possibility left is that they shot the magic arrow that killed them. But how do people shoot arrows that hit their own heads? No one can figure it out.
But the people who lent their rooftops to the imperial guards knew one thing, and that was that they were in trouble. Whether it was from the royal family, the guards, or other nobles. And the biggest trouble was to do all this.