Chapter440 The Messenger of God and the Blasphemer
At the gate of Fidelite's east city, Xina, disguised as Lester, was silently walking out of the city.
Morris followed Xina and asked softly.
"Master, have you really made your decision?"
"Well, everything is left to you. Even if Fidelette is destroyed... you must at least keep some fire. Brother Lester told me that he will come back one day. Although I am weak and unable to protect the Emerald Territory, I can't protect the Emerald Territory.
Brother Lester must be left with the possibility of making a comeback... Beneath the Gorel Mountains is our last hope. As long as we are alive, this war between man and God will not stop, and hatred will drive us to do more things.
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Xina turned around, and Morris quickly knelt down on one knee, but was gently pulled up by Xina.
"Uncle Maurice, you have watched me grow up since I was a child. You are also the most loyal subordinate personally selected by Brother Lester. You are the person I trust the most. I can only rely on you now."
"Owner……"
"I will delay as much time as possible to go ahead with the plan. I'm afraid that even if I judge 'Lester', God's lackey will not give up."
Watching Xina leave, Morris clenched his fists and turned around.
Hector, Demaster, and Demaster appeared from the street corner and gathered around Morris. In addition to Noslais, who was still a housekeeper in Demacia, the first generation selected by Lester
The Blade Runners of the Night reunite again.
Handing the three different secret letters and the Emerald Territory power emblem to the three people they had just written, Morris lowered his voice.
"Old guys, time is running out. I really hope we can see each other again one day."
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During the operation of the Night Blade Killer, all soldiers and generals who were still in charge of public security were forcibly recruited. Important talents of the Southern District War Workshop and the families of powerful people, including Qi Ram and Tracey in the fortress.
, all got on the carriage going south, preparing to go to the south coast of the mainland to take refuge through the Shuoyin Mountains.
Another group of important craftsmen went all the way north under the arrangement of the Night Blade Killer, preparing to go to the Atlan ruins under the Gorel Mountains to build a new stronghold. As for the other Emerald Territory people who were still uneasy in the room, Sheena
Nothing more can be done.
If the gods insist on obliterating everything, then no matter how hard they try, it will be in vain. It is simply impossible to evacuate Fidelite's hundreds of thousands of people.
Xina can only do what she can do.
She walked out of the city gate quietly. At this moment, everyone was attracted by the god Simond. Sheena was about to announce her presence, but her mouth was blocked by a sudden hand, and she was forced to the corner of the gate.
Xina, who mobilized her divine power to prepare for a counterattack, heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice in her ears before she even started to take action.
"This is my business. Don't interfere. Let them explain the rest. Nod if you understand."
Hina stared at the familiar man who 'held' her hostage with wide eyes. Except for his gray-white complexion, rune-like black tattoos on both sides of his cheeks and tear moles at the corners of his eyes, the man looked exactly like Lester. Soon Hina
The shock turned into surprise. After glancing at the three women with different styles, Xina nodded vigorously.
"very good."
After being let go by the man, Xina took off her mask and was about to hug the man in front of her, but the man held her shoulders and pushed her away.
The black-haired woman was stunned. She was seriously hurt by this simple act.
"I'm Liszt, not Lester. Don't come near me. I'm not used to hugging strangers."
"But...but..."
"Vernis, stop her."
"yes."
Seeing that the man was about to leave, Xina was so distraught that she wanted to follow, but Vernes stopped her with her hand.
"Master, he has made his own choice, let him go. As for his amnesia, we will tell you slowly. Let me introduce myself briefly. Her name is Soraka, she is a prophet from Shurima.
She is a warrior from Ionia, named Huanxue, and I am the master's maid and bodyguard, from the North Sea, you can call me Vernis."
"Brother Lester...what happened to him? What does amnesia mean?"
Vernis sighed.
"It's a long story..."
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"Step aside."
"Don't block the road."
Pulling away the confused soldier in front of him, Lester walked forward. The shadow crossbow soldiers on both sides seemed to recognize the identity of the person. Although they were a little confused, they still took the initiative to recognize the person who looked like him.
Move out of the way for those who are not easy to offend.
Sensing the commotion behind him, Epsol turned around and saw a man he could not expect at all.
"Lord Lord!?"
"Um."
Not knowing the surprised general in front of him, Lester waved his hands and was not prepared to say anything, but he saw Epsol kneeling down on one knee, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and making a fist with his right hand on his chest.
The soldiers, who had rarely seen Lester's true appearance from the legion commander's actions, also thoroughly confirmed the identity of the visitor and saluted one after another.
"Lord Lord!"
Being a little irritated by such a battle, Lester didn't bother to pay attention, and turned away from Epsol. The man chose to continue moving forward, approaching the dangerous bald head.
By the time Lester reached a position ten meters away in front of Simond, the last ray of light disappeared on the other side of the mountain, and the sky dimmed.
"Lester, are you ready for trial?"
Seeing Leicester, Simond, who was a little surprised, had to stop his preparations to attack Fidelette.
"Who do you want to judge a motherless child who looks like a braised egg?"
The beautiful words echoed in the air, and neither Simond nor the soldiers of the Emerald Territory could react.
Is there something wrong with this Lord?
While Simond was choked and unable to speak, Lester jumped straight into the pit. The blonde woman was still unconscious like a bruised swan. When he came to the woman, Lester took the woman's hand and started.
Enter life energy.
After finally suppressing the evil fire in his heart, Simond was ready to take action. He was not ready to waste time anymore, but he received another intervention from his master.
[Let him treat Kyle without interfering]
Lester, who had been given more time, quickly allowed Misha's injuries to recover somewhat. The woman opened her eyes, stared blankly at the expressionless man in front of her, and murmured.
"Lester..."
"Just wake up."
Letting go of Misha's hand, Lester turned and left without hesitation. The cold attitude made the woman's heart hurt. She had nowhere to vent her grievances. At this moment, she couldn't help but think of her mother, Mithila, before she woke up.
What I said to her when I was young.
Does he really know this man?
The other half jumped out of the pit, Lester flexed his muscles and stared at Simond coldly.
"You judge this and that every day. Haha, you can't even be a man. Are you happy being a dog for others?"
