From Prisoner to Si Chen

Jilan looked calm, and was not panicked even though he was surrounded.

He swung the cross sword with a flower basket in his hand, and with a clang, it changed back to a cane.

"You seem to have the wrong target."

Jilan leaned on his cane, adjusted his hat that was tilted due to the battle, looked at the black-armored warriors, and said lightly.

"I was just wandering around at night and was assassinated by an unknown force. If I hadn't been strong enough, I would have died at the hands of the other party."

"That person is a senior 5th-level 'illusion'. When fighting with me, he relied on his powerful hypnotic ability to influence the surrounding residents and escaped."

"At the same time, the other party also has all my movements... I suspect that your royal court has been infiltrated, resulting in the leakage of information from the Bremen envoy group. The unscrupulous people in the dark tried to undermine the diplomacy between the two countries by assassinating me."

Hearing this, the black-armored warriors fell silent.

Jilan glanced around, listened to the increasingly noisy movement, and turned his head to look in the direction of the low wall where the winter snake disappeared.

"The bodies of the two assassins I killed should still be at the door of this building... You'd better check them before they decompose. You will probably find residual hypnotic magnetic fields on them."

"These are just your one-sided words."

The leading black-armored warrior said, but he also listened to Jilan's advice. He raised his hand and waved, and two black-armored warriors behind him quickly left.

It seems that they went to check the two headless corpses.

"Mr. Jilan Ilos, please rest assured that no matter what the truth is, we will never wrong you... Just go back with us for investigation."

Jilan narrowed his eyes.

Looking directly at the leading black-armored warrior, he said:

"Don't you realize that you are also affected by the hypnotic power invisibly... When you came here just now, did you see the person who fought with me?"

"No, right." Jilan sneered.

His enchanting purple eyes like a falcon swept across the black-armored warriors. It was as if at this moment, he was not a criminal being rounded up, but the superior of everyone.

"You have all been fooled."

Gilan swung his cane and pointed directly at the low wall.

"Before I go back with you to accept the investigation, I suggest that you should ask the chief of the temple first... If we don't catch the assassin before he runs away, it will be extremely difficult to find him later."

"..."

The captain of the Blade Hall warriors frowned.

His intuition told him that what the young foreign minister of the Bremen Empire said was true. But the fact that the other party killed people was a proven fact, and for a moment, he fell into deep thought.

At this time.

The two Blade Hall warriors who had gone to check the bodies earlier returned and whispered to the captain.

The result was consistent with what Gilan said.

The two bodies did have a hypnotic magnetic field left on them, and it was not something that ordinary 4th-level Jiushi could do.

At the same time, the two men also brought a message.

After listening, the captain of the Blade Hall warriors confirmed in a deep voice:

"...Is it really the order from the chief?"

"Yes, captain."

"The chief has been asleep for more than two years. I didn't expect him to wake up at this time..."

The captain of the black armor took a deep breath.

He put away his scimitar and looked up to Jilan.

"Sorry, Mr. Jilan, there may be a misunderstanding. Your investigation will be postponed for the time being... Klein is hiding an unknown force and has disturbed you. It is really our fault."

"We will send someone to escort you back to the palace to rest. As for the assassin, I will lead the team to hunt him down."

Jilan was surprised.

He originally just wanted to delay time, but he didn't expect the chief of the temple to issue a new order at this time.

In short, it is good for him.

And from the other party's murmur just now, it seems that the chief of the temple has not appeared in the past two years and has been in "sleeping".

Until tonight, he woke up.

After a little thought, Jilan shook his head and said:

"I will act with you."

"Mr. Jilan?" The captain of the Blade Hall warriors frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's not that I doubt your strength, but because you are an important foreign guest, such a dangerous action should not let you take risks..."

"No problem." Jilan waved his hand. "The assassin just annoyed me. Helping you to catch him as soon as possible can also reduce many subsequent troubles."

Hearing this, the captain of the black armor thought for a few seconds and said in a deep voice:

"In that case, then okay..."

After that, he turned his head and raised his right fist.

"All warriors, follow me!"

A line of Blade Hall warriors immediately took action.

They were well-trained, agile and powerful, and kept quiet throughout the process, looking quite reliable.

Jilan also followed this team of warriors to climb over the low wall and quickly chased after them based on the mysterious magnetic field remaining in the air.

However, just a moment later,

The group circled the residential area for a few times, but suddenly stopped outside a garden with potatoes and cauliflower.

"...The magnetic field disappeared."

The leading warrior captain raised his hand to let the team stop, then looked around, but found nothing, and his face turned ugly.

Jilan opened his spiritual vision and frowned.

The traces of magnetic field that were originally diffused in the air disappeared here.

Obviously, Dongshe, as a senior executive of the "White Dove Tower", is an experienced behind-the-scenes promoter, and he must be aware that the residual magnetic field will attract pursuers.

Therefore, he probably eliminated the magnetic field by some means halfway, thus hiding his traces.

"This is going to be difficult..."

The captain of the samurai of the Blade Hall had a serious face.

He looked at the dense residential and commercial buildings around him and said in a deep voice:

"This is the most densely populated residential area in Klein, and the environment is extremely complex. Searching for that person's traces without any clues is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Gilan did not answer.

He sighed in his heart.

The "Sleepy Pointer" has been damaged. If this opportunity is missed, it will be difficult to find the winter snake again.

The result caused by this is nothing more than that the hard-line nobles of the "Iron Blood Royal Court" are still controlled by it, causing the diplomatic plan of this trip to be deadlocked.

Thinking of this, Gilan hated the group of guys in the "White Dove Tower" who only knew how to make trouble behind the scenes.

Not only are they full of bad water, but they are also very good at hiding. Even if they are caught, they have a strong ability to escape.

Just like a loach hiding in the mud and stirring up the muddy water. They are agile and slippery.

Just as the group of people were hesitating in place,

Gillan glanced at it and suddenly stopped.

He saw a decorative "scarecrow" standing in the flowerbed.

This scarecrow seemed to be a life-size doll bought by the resident for his children. It was only put here for "waste recycling" because of its broken hands and cracked cheeks.

It was wearing a patched and worn plaid long gown, but in the chest pocket, there was a corner of a postcard.

It was this corner that attracted Gillan's attention.

Because there was a cursive letter "M" written on it.

This reminded Gillan of Miss Menis.

Under the puzzled eyes of a group of Blade Hall warriors, he directly crossed the wooden fence, stepped on the dry soil, came to the scarecrow, and then reached out to take out the postcard in its pocket.

Looking down, as expected, there was a line of beautiful blue handwriting on the front of the postcard:

"Mr. Gillan Iros:

I happened to see a suspicious guy passing by here, so I helped you record the direction he left.

Your old friend, M."

Gillan raised his eyebrows, with a strange expression.

I happened to see a suspicious guy passing by here...by chance?

At first, he still felt strange, until the appearance of this postcard, Gillan was basically sure that Menis had been following him secretly and helping him.

But the other party always found some lame excuses, which made Gillan feel that this woman was trying to cover up, which was quite funny.

Wow.

He turned the postcard over.

The outline of the street corner was depicted in a simple sketch at the back, and a figure wearing a windbreaker and holding a cane went to the right.

"Mr. Gillan, did you find anything?"

At this time, the captain of the blade hall warriors outside the flower garden asked.

Gillan put away the postcard and walked over quickly.

"That man went east."

"East?" The captain thought. "That's Klein's landfill, with several exits leading out of the city..."

"Follow him, don't let him escape from the royal city!"

He looked stern, and waved to the other Blade Hall warriors.

The group ran at full speed, crossed the street, and went straight to the right.

A moment later.

Gilan followed them to a fairly spacious place filled with a bit of rotten stench.

The garbage here was piled up like a mountain, black and rotten fruits and food, tattered old clothes, shoes and socks, and damaged furniture, etc., can be seen everywhere.

Just as the group was walking quickly through the narrow alleys between the garbage heaps, suddenly, a group of workers in work clothes, covered in stains, rushed out from all directions with steel pipe blades in their hands.

"Stop them!"

A worker roared with a distorted face.

Gilan and the warrior captain couldn't help but frowned when they saw this.

Because this group of people were just ordinary workers responsible for handling garbage, but their expressions and behaviors were not normal at all.

"Don't kill them, they are all under control."

The warrior captain obviously saw something and hurriedly warned.

Immediately, a group of black-armored warriors dispersed and stopped the group of workers.

With their extraordinary physique and skills, they casually disarmed the workers' weapons and knocked them unconscious with one blow.

With a few cracks, the workers fell to the ground one after another.

Jilan looked far away and saw a figure in the distance quickly disappearing behind the garbage dump.

"Found it, follow me!"

He said in a deep voice and stepped on his foot.

Bang!

A handful of smoke and dust rose from the ground, and Jilan's figure had already crossed a blurred trajectory and jumped out.

The warrior captain reacted quickly and followed closely.

The group kept jumping on the garbage dump, crossing more than ten meters at a time.

With a wide field of vision from a high vantage point, Jilan soon spotted the fleeing Dongshe in the night.

Without saying a word, he took out his alchemical revolver and pulled the trigger at the windbreaker figure about 70 to 80 meters away.

Bang, bang, bang! !

After several shots, fierce fire burst out from the muzzle, creating a diffuse air circle.

But Dongshe didn't even turn his head, but seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, predicting the trajectory of the bullet and dodging left and right.

There were several muffled sounds of puffs.

The bullets fell on the garbage dump, creating a big pit, and all kinds of filth flew everywhere and fell to the ground with a crash.

Jilan emptied the magazine, but Dongshe didn't slow down, knowing that he couldn't stop the opponent with the firepower of the revolver alone.

A senior 5th-level Jiushi, who was also a strong man who focused on spiritual consciousness, had a strong spiritual awareness and could easily capture the trajectory of the ballistics.

So, he put away the revolver while chasing.

"Wang Lin!" Jilan shouted in a deep voice.

boom--

Suddenly, a terrifying aura descended.

The sword hall warriors couldn't help but look at him sideways, with shock on their faces.

I saw a huge figure about three meters tall suddenly appeared!

His body is covered with bones and armor, he wears a green flame crown on his head, a scarlet translucent cloak on his shoulders, and holds a terrifying wheel hammer.

At the same time, riding under the seat was a huge white sheep with green fire hooves and a grinning grin!

Boom! !

The ferocious sheep knight shouldered the giant hammer and suddenly jumped into the air. As if ignoring gravity, he spanned dozens of meters and slammed into the ground.

Snap!

Snap! !

The feral sheep ran on all fours, very fast!

In almost a few breaths, he caught up with the fleeing man in the trench coat.

"Huh?!" Dong She turned back suddenly and her pupils shrank. "Damn! What is this?!"

Seeing the square-headed stone hammer that was half the size of his body hit hard like a meteorite, making a horrifying roar, Dong Snake's expression changed drastically.

He flicked his cane, and the green crystal on the top glowed, enveloping him and moving him to one side——

Boom! ! !

The stone hammer hit the ground, like an explosion!

A huge pothole was revealed, splashing up several meters of dust and sand, and the surrounding garbage seemed to be swept by a strong wind and scattered in all directions.

"Die to me!!"

The mad king's crazy face grinned with an extremely violent laugh and roared.

The feral sheep's hind legs bent, bursting out with great force and rapidity, which directly caused Jilan to turn around ninety degrees and reach the top of the winter snake's head.

A huge shadow, accompanied by a trembling sense of oppression, enveloped the winter snake.

"roll--"

Winter Snake felt the mortal danger, the veins on its forehead were exposed, and it shouted in a deep voice.

He held the cane in both hands and used all his strength to activate his original energy.

A flash of green light illuminated the entire landfill.

Boom! !

Jilan smashed down and scattered the several-meter-high garbage pile. The winter snake flew out backwards, and the green light barrier surrounding him shattered instantly.

"Pfft--" Dong She vomited a mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on her face.

The next second.

Whoosh! !

His figure became blurred, and immediately a series of clones shot out, dozens or hundreds, scattering in all directions.

Even the Blade Hall warriors who came over couldn't tell the difference and didn't know which figure to chase.

"Are you Guillen Iros?!"

The voice of the winter snake came from all directions, as if a hundred people were speaking at the same time.

His tone was full of disbelief.

"How can a level 4 Kusei be so powerful?! Is this the new essence you created alone?!"

"Exchange of equal value...Exchange of equal value!"

"You must have paid an unimaginable price to gain the power to transcend levels!"

Gillan ignored him at all.

I saw the cross sword bonfire reflected in the Mad King's eyes.

The flame grew stronger and stronger, even igniting his eyes.

The "illusion" created by Winter Snake was subsequently discovered by him. I saw hundreds of clones disappearing from Jilan's sight, leaving only one fleeing towards the west exit.

Snap!

The feral sheep kicked its legs and led Jilan across the sky.

"Quenching!!"

Jilan struck down with a hammer——