As Alpha crushed the golden rune, a strange energy immediately began to fill the field. This made Thoros, who was confronting him, feel baffled, but soon, he smelled the approaching crisis.
"What level of summoning talisman is this?!" Thoros is indeed a knowledgeable person, and he directly told the truth about the props in Alpha's hands.
Alpha opened his mouth and chuckled: "God level."
As soon as the words fell, a gentle breeze began to blow, and a line of light and shadow began to emerge around Alpha. From the feet to the head, it gradually revealed the figure of a woman in gold robe, becoming more solid.
Philian, the priest of the Holy Servant of the Holy See who is responsible for secretly communicating with Alpha, appeared here with a gentle smile, which weakened the strong necromantic atmosphere in the courtyard a lot, and created a more holy and ethereal atmosphere out of thin air.
"You are indeed unreliable, Mr. Alpha."
She first scolded Alpha without emotion, and then when the latter bowed to confess his sins, she raised her head and carefully looked at Thoros, who was controlling countless undead souls opposite him.
"This is the famous Necromancer Mr. Thoros. I'm glad to meet you." Feilian's tone was like meeting an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time. This made Thoros's flesh and blood puppet couldn't help but take two steps back.
It can be seen how much the owner's heart has changed.
"You are... from the Holy See." Soros breathed out a hot breath, and it became clear at that moment that being an enemy of this woman would bring disaster.
But he still took a chance and asked: "What level of saint are you?"
Feilian replied jokingly without concealing it: "The little girl is just an unknown holy servant priest."
She had just finished speaking when she saw Soros immediately turned around and wanted to break the barrier and run away.
However, the psionic power that burst out from Philian was far beyond what Alpha could compare to. It instantly suppressed the battlefield, immobilizing Thoros and his undead subordinates.
"Don't leave in a hurry." Feilian's smile gradually turned cold, "You ruined our adults' plan, and you want to leave now? It's not that easy..."
On the high bell tower that none of these three people noticed, the three insects could not help but raise the corners of their mouths.
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Yade feels very angry now, very angry.
Originally, he had said that he would never set foot in Alec Town again, but he didn't expect that his boss had committed some kind of madness and had to mobilize such a large force to sneak into such a dangerous trading company just to capture an unknown warrior.
Of course, Yade later found out that this was the man who used his lightning skills to inflict heavy injuries on him when he first fought against him.
But compared to the few monsters he encountered later, this Alpha was just a harmless baby.
Is it necessary to break into a town where monsters lurk for such a goal?
Naturally, he reported the matter seriously to Soros.
But the boss believed that he was frightened by Alpha's attack, had a psychological shadow, and was too weak to have the courage to attack Alec Town. Everything else was just an excuse.
Seeing the boss's paranoid and crazy look, Yade knew that this time he had really lost his mind and no longer considered the consequences of doing things.
But who makes Soros the leader whose wisdom and strength are far superior to ordinary bandits like them?
Yade cannot obey such an order. The consequence of disobedience is that he will not be able to survive until now.
Therefore, he could only lead a team of men to sneak attack on the trading house amidst the private complaints and ridicules of his bandits.
Even these subordinates understand that this kind of ghost place is not for humans, and they may encounter the little girl monster from last time at any time.
But they were forced to submit by the leader's power. The one who drove them was an unreliable leader like Yade, so no matter how many grievances they suffered, the latter could only bear it silently.
The frightened Yad was extremely uncomfortable.
"Damn it, if I kill a few more people from the trading company before I leave, these guards won't be able to hold me down. Maybe I can find one or two rich ladies to play with."
Yade stretched out his hand and withdrew the long sword, only to see that the samurai wearing standard armor in front of him was chopped into two pieces by his head. His subordinates in the distance seemed to have also made some gains. After all, they were already the elite team of the village.
Touching his nose, Yade wiped away the blood on the knife edge, and at a glance he saw the nameplate hanging on the wall, and knew who lived in the passage ahead.
"Ha, is it the residence of the Miller family? No wonder this kid refused to get out of the way."
Yade's temples were pounding, and his eyes were shining with excitement.
"I heard that this big businessman has a beautiful daughter. I don't know if she was hacked to death. It's best to be fine so that I can feel comfortable." He thought like this and walked along the aisle while raising the knife.
His warrior premonition could tell that the threat here should have been eliminated.
Chrissy, who secretly observed this scene through the crack in the shadow door, was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth, and tears started to flow down her face.
The man who was killed by Yard just now was his father's personal clerk. He was not good at martial arts. He only hunted rabbits during the hunting activities organized by the family. He was the kind of person who couldn't even deal with deer. In Chris's impression
, this relatively young uncle has always been a good person with a kind temper and hard work.
But just now, the bandits actually killed him in such a cruel way...
"Chris, what...what happened?" came an extremely weak voice from behind Chris.
Although the candles have been extinguished, Viscount Horn's face can still be seen clearly through the firelight caused by the battle in the courtyard.
"It's okay, it's okay, Dad, I... I have something to do and I want to go out for a while." Chris replied a little reluctantly, looking panicked, trying to divert Yade's search.
Her father quickly noticed this.
In fact, ever since his daughter could speak, no lies she told could deceive him. It was just that Viscount Horn would always cooperate with his children. This was the pampering of a father.
But this time, the Viscount would not obey her.
"Is...ahem, are the thieves here?" His physical condition was actually very bad, and he could clearly see two wounds on his stomach that revealed his internal organs.
Even though Chris was briefly bandaged, the fatal injury was still getting worse and blood was flowing out.
"No, no one is coming." Chris was sweating, trying to deceive.
But the Viscount stopped talking and just rebutted Chris with his actions - he suddenly stood up. It seemed that the wound no longer hurt and the blood stopped flowing. The man's eyes began to brighten at this time.
He quickly walked to the door and put his ear to listen carefully. Sure enough, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Don't move, child, I can deal with him, just stay in the room." Viscount Horn laughed and rubbed his daughter's hair with his bloody hand.
Chris's tears couldn't stop now. She bit her lips desperately to prevent herself from making any extra noise so as not to alert the enemy.
"Daddy...Daddy..." She was like a begging bird, begging softly, although even she herself didn't know what else she could say at this time.
The Viscount shushed and made a silencing gesture. While holding her down, he moved the lamp stand next to her.
Then, he deftly unlocked the door, opened it, and stuffed Chris into the crack behind the door.
The Viscount rushed out and faced the bandit leader Yade who had already arrived.
"What are you looking for, you damn bastard? Do you want my life?" His hair was messy and he looked like a devil with blood all over his body. "Boy, if you have the ability, just come. Today, I will let you scoundrel go first.
Lost two front teeth!”
The Viscount said, raised the lamp stand and rushed towards Yade, but the bandit leader was indifferent to this.
Obviously, he caught a big fish, but it was not what he wanted, and Yade was very unhappy.
"Hey, you're looking for death!" Yade pushed the Viscount back with a gentle push. Viscount Horn coughed up blood and leaned against the open door.
Behind the door is her daughter Chris, but this door is not safe, and another door is needed to save her daughter.
The viscount raised his hand again and was about to hit Yade, but the bandit immediately pulled out the long dagger from his waist.
To deal with such an enemy who was still stubbornly resisting until death, Yade decided to give him some color.
The knife stabbed into the Viscount's chest and penetrated the wooden door, but the man still struggled to resist and stared at him with extremely hateful eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.
So Yade frowned and kept doing it, stabbing him one after another. While cursing, he watched the man's eyes slowly become dull, and he gradually froze to death in his arms.
Finally, the Viscount leaned back and collapsed against the door. Finally, he became the last door, and with his bloody and broken body, he wiped out Yade's interest in carefully entering the house to search...
"Damn it, I didn't see you meet a murderer." After a cursory scan of the dark room inside, he didn't hear any other sounds, Yade cursed a few more times, and then walked away angrily.
Behind the door full of holes, Chris huddled in the inner corner, crying as she watched countless blood stains flow down and blossom into flowers at her feet.
"Father..." She dared to cry out after a long time, but naturally she got no response.
The despair of being abandoned by the whole world instantly captured Chris's heart, making her forget to continue crying and breathing, like a dead person.
At this moment, Chrissy, who was hiding behind the dead door, saw the light - the light rising outside the window was just like the legendary holy light.
Chris stood up slowly and expressionlessly, walked out of the door, took one last look at her father's body, and then, step by step, she walked slowly to the window.