Magic Tower Starry Sky

He lifted off the helmet on the head in his hand, and looked around for a while.

It was a beautiful face with a few scars. Even so, it couldn't hide her heroic beauty. Even the expression of gritted teeth and angry eyes gives people a feeling of heroism like a Valkyrie, rather than a hideous appearance. However, 'she' didn't realize what had happened, and her expression stayed forever at the moment when she ordered to charge.

The gradual loss of blood took away her rosy complexion, and the gradually changing paleness was set off by the bright red background, which was indescribably weird. It seemed that countless ghosts gathered beside the only intact head and howled, wanting to cry to the living people present.

Compared to a magician who didn't know what he was thinking, Azad's reaction was more direct. He said dissatisfiedly: "If a person enjoys all the fun alone, he will suffer misfortune."

Lin, who had returned to normal, was equally displeased, and retorted: "Who is it from the beginning that he has an attitude of having nothing to do with himself, and is watching the show from the sidelines. Such a person has no right to complain." As he spoke, Lin turned around With the head in his hand, facing Azad, he asked, "Do you know who she is?"

"Of course I don't recognize you. You won't forget what the women on our side look like." Azad also gestured to reach out and brush his face in front of his face, signaling to cover it.

It was only then that Lin remembered that for women in the Gwana Empire, it was a courtesy not to show an inch of skin in front of men, but it was also a taboo. Therefore, the women who see their heads in public on the street are basically from other places. Local women, especially female aristocrats, as long as they appear in public with the opposite sex, they will be covered tightly, and even their faces will be covered with a layer of black veil. Of course, don't try to recognize your face.

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 helmet and head made of magic metal were chopped into pieces by the white destructive light again, and fell into the **** mud pile on the ground at the same time.

At this time, Azad said belatedly: "Ah, I remembered a rumor related to you. I heard that you also destroyed a regular brigade of Vader's military country. The death seems to be the same as this. That was indeed done by you, not by that Demon King?"

For Azad, who has always been indifferent to world affairs, Lin should be surprised to know the rumors related to him. After all, I fell into the eyes of this devil prince and was taken seriously by him. Based on someone's understanding of His Royal Highness, this is not the treatment that ordinary people would receive. But in fact, upon hearing this, Lin sarcastically said:

"Of course I didn't do it. I'm so weak. Everything was done by the Lord Demon King. You see, this is the most interesting part. People don't want to admit Fen's identity as the Demon King in the past, but as long as one When encountering some kind of killing, I impatiently put the matter on her head, and never thought about other possibilities. Anyway, I look softer, so it’s okay to be easy to bully. Even this time, as soon as I heard Just kill the name, is it written on my face that the waist is soft and the body is tender and easy to be pushed down?"

Azad brushed the blood mud on the ground with his feet again, and shook the blood stains on his feet in disgust, and said at the same time: "You can't blame others for this. Among all the people present, you are indeed the one who perceives The weakest one."

Facing such straightforward criticism, Lin said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, this magic robe on my body is not a mortal thing. I just need to embroider the words 'I am a divine weapon' on the front and back."

"This problem is even bigger. Such a weak person wearing a very precious robe is no different from a child holding a lot of gold. If they don't rob you, who are they robbing? It's just that you don't know Just chop people up to the point where they can't be seen because of such a small complaint. It's so brutal, I'm not even that hateful, even though I like it."

"When I thought I killed the enemy several times, but was attacked by a 'dead man' jumping up; or when I forgave a traitorous bandit, but was attacked by the other party behind my back, I wanted to understand one thing. Don't do it, or don't keep it. Anyway, I don't think that if they just cut off one of their arms, they won't be against me. If this is the case, it's better to make them look like they can't jump up and continue to cut me. Unless ..."

Lin drifted his gaze to the only demon present.

This kind of **** mud, broken bones piled up, and blood and brains all over the place are not that different from the scene of the devil's blood sacrifice. It would not be surprising if a few abyssal creatures burst out from this pile of minced meat. Not to mention that there is a real demon present, no matter what weird things happen, it will not make people feel strange.

But the great demon who noticed the eyes of a magician shook his head in horror. Yes, it likes the scene of blood sacrifice, loves to kill, and the more cruel it is, the more it pleases it. The premise is that he will not be turned into a sacrifice, so that he will be in the mood to enjoy all this.

However, the blow shown by the magician just now, even if it is in its complete state, it can't bear it. Even though greed is a virtue for demons, it is a stupid and ridiculous thing to die for any ethnic group. So Starina didn't want to offend the magician at this time, and didn't want to do anything that might arouse the other party's fear.

Although someone didn't know, the big demon shook his head desperately, what it really meant. But judging from the other party's attitude, it shouldn't be a problem. Lin put down the matter here, and waved towards the guards who were sent back by the nobles not far away.

Although most of the people were stupefied by the sight in front of them, there was still a vigilant one who, after seeing the magician beckoning, controlled the horse, walked over the mud and blood, and came to the magician. He lowered his head, expressed his respect and fear, and greeted, "Your Excellency."

"The location of the Goddess Goddess Temple I want, has anyone asked?"

Although this question was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in this deadly environment. However, the person being asked was embarrassed for a while, and he realized that this embarrassment might turn into a crisis.

They left, where to ask the location of the temple. The four guards reported the four places, all of which were news that His Royal Highness the Fourteenth Prince had returned to the Nineveh Imperial City. This His Highness, the farther away from the imperial city the better, this is the consensus of everyone under tacit understanding.

And the one who came forward to respond to the magician returned to the family's mansion to inform the Patriarch of the young master's situation. He is the closest person to that information. Even so, he never thought about looking up that document. In other words, no one expected that it would become the situation in front of them.

Just as the magician's face darkened and became more and more ugly, Ephren Muhashebezi, the last son of the family whom no one looked down on, said loudly: "Your Excellency, I remembered, I remembered Goddess Keyin's death." The location of the temple. Please let me lead the way and lead you there."

Ignoring the repeated statement that this person said before that he did not know, and now he said that he remembered. Lin nodded expressionlessly and said, "Now that we know, let's go. A lot of time has been wasted."

Ephron sat in the driver's seat neatly. No matter what, he didn't want to be crowded in the same carriage with this group of people anymore. The old magician also thought the same, so he climbed to the back of the carriage and stood, which belonged to the position of followers and guards.

The blindfolded horse began to step forward under the control of the rein, leading the carriage forward. Mud-like flesh and blood, as well as shattered bones and metal fragments, could not stop the double carriage. They splashed out one after another, or were pushed away by the running wheels, and just opened a path.

The guard knights who were not greeted really wanted to escape, but their duties did not allow such a thing. The crime of running away from the Lord is not only disgraceful, but the punishment is also quite serious, the highest penalty is death. So they can only keep up with the carriage, and follow the carriage as closely as possible, instead of coming to the front as a lead, because none of them know the way.

After the carriage left, people appeared again on this deserted street. One two, three four. The windows on the high places of the houses on both sides were also reopened, and even the thick wooden doors were opened a small crack. Everyone was peeking at the situation on the street, but what they saw was a bright red that had never been seen before.

Blood flowed like a river, these four words so clearly described the scene in front of me. But none of them saw what happened, they only saw the horrific result. However, the emperor's personal guard who should have appeared on the street and captured the criminal was missing.

On the roof, there are also the emperor's personal guards arranged here. They should have used the condescending advantage to shoot arrows to snipe the criminals, or to cover and support the brothers on the ground ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to prevent the criminals from escaping.

Today, all they have left is a headless corpse lying on the roof. There are still traces of magic raging in the fracture at the neck. This shows their heads, blown apart by magical attacks.

Some are bursting flames, some are ice that freezes and shatters, some are carbonized by lightning and then turned into ashes, and some are corroded by strong acid. And these injuries, without exception, also carry a powerful impact. Showing that the source of the attack was an arrow with a powerful magical effect, the arrow they shot themselves...

So the cause of these people's death is that the emperor's personal guards solved past problems in official missions because of personal enmity? This is the least likely option. Because there are at most one or two people who have grudges, it is impossible for the entire team to dislike each other and forge grievances; and kill each other on the same day and in the same mission.

The mind is controlled, so shoot left and right? This does not match the direction in which everyone is lying down.

Then shoot each other with the person across the street? This does not match the number of people on both sides. The manpower arranged 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 only shot one arrow, which means that when their minds are controlled, if they shoot each other with colleagues across the street, there must be more people who survived, and they have to use other methods to solve. This is inconsistent with the situation on the spot.

Then the only possibility left is that they shot the magic arrow that killed themselves. It's just how can a person shoot an arrow that will go to his own head? No one can figure it out.

But the people who lent the roof of the house to the imperial guards knew one thing, and that was that they were in trouble. Whether it's from the royal family, from the personal guards, or from other nobles. And the biggest trouble is the people who do all this.