The Black Scepter

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With the last hope, the Baron Courier shuddered and said this sentence, but Murphy and Hegel, who looked coldly not far away, were completely indifferent, as if his life and the wild dog on the roadside. As low as this-it made his legs tremble even more, "You killed me, the royal family will never stop there!"

"Did you think the question was a bit more complicated?" Murphy slowly pulled out the ordinary dagger at his waist and gently laid it on the neck of the other party. The cold blade stirred his goose bumps, " The messenger team was attacked by Lampard Liuko and deserters on a cold winter night. None of them survived. Is this reason difficult for the royal family to accept?"

The aristocratic words of Murphy are already familiar with him. Compared with him, the baron in front of him is completely a political elder brother-no wonder he can only do the job of sending letters. Faced with this set of words from Murphys, the messenger who knew that he might not be able to escape the robbery simply slumped his legs and slumped on the floor with a clatter, looking ashy.

"Fragile nobleman."

Murphy rolled his lips, turned to sit in his seat, and said softly, "Lord Hegel has agreed to go to Buttigia. You can go back and report."

This sentence made the baron, who had been scared by the battle in front of him, stunned, and then swallowed hard, and just thought about what to say, but saw Murphy looked at him with a smile. : "Can't hear what I said? You, you can go back and report."

"Yes, lord!"

The baron turned over and almost ran out of the fart. He turned his head, but he found that the huge and terrifying Warcraft had just disappeared. Instead, it was a folded ear cat licking its paws, holding it around. The guards of the Long Sword are all **** complexions.

"Wait!? Come on!"

He scolded his men, but he didn't know that under his gorgeous red robe, his crotch was already wet.

Murphy looked at the evacuated messenger team and said calmly and abnormally: "How strong is the Buttigian royal family?"

"There is no specific data, and the wizards and knights on the bright side are familiar to everyone, but few of them are really hidden."

Hegel understood that Murphy had just used his actions to send a signal to the royal family of Buttigia-to give honor to Buttigia? Murphy is definitely going, and will not let the so-called strong group of people return as expected. At this moment, give the messenger a dismounting power. Then the royal family will definitely use its strongest lineup to return the color. The question of "how strong" will naturally be solved.

It's not polite to come and go, this is a move known to both parties.

"Why did the Glass family fall out of the top ten on the mainland?"

Murphy's thought seemed to jump quickly, and he never asked a word about Buttigia, and directly raised the next question, and vowed to silence the Hegel of the Buttigian royal family for a moment, and whispered: "The ten largest families on the mainland are said to be replaced almost every ten years. The Grass family has passed the golden stage, and the fate of recession is inevitable. It can only be said that it is the same as all other families that fell out of the top ten. Lost to time."

"Lost time," Murphy smiled and raised his hand to the evacuating messengers outside the door. Hedra on the roof was ordered to fly to the sky instantly, and then he shrugged: "I I don’t want to listen to those unnecessary reasons or excuses. You understand what I am asking and I know what kind of answer I want. If you can say it, just say-I don’t want to say it, I don’t force it, but don’t tell me this waste Words of time."

Outside the door, Hydera’s body suddenly returned to its original size during the flight. The dragon-like image and the oppressive figure swept across the messenger team, and a dragon-like roar almost let it go. The red robe messenger in the middle of the team fell off the horse-obviously, this time, he would not think that the Sphinx he had just seen was an illusion.

Hegel looked at the huge figure across the sky outside the house, and finally coughed unnaturally, saying: "It was a few generations ago. What I know is not exhaustive. Obviously my father didn't want to pass on the feud, but he The failure means that I still have to bear the hatred from my ancestors."

"To the royal family of Buttigia?"

Murphy leaned back, letting Na stand naturally behind him without saying a word.

"The Grass family belongs to the North, and it belongs to the extreme north of the snow all the year round, but why do I appear here? For most people, it seems that the Buttigia royal family helped the Grass family, but in fact it is the opposite. It was they who destroyed my father and my family and made the late Glass fall apart. The family hatred of the Glass family is not the royal family of Buttigia, so I have been searching for the cause of the decline of the family for a long time-maybe an uncle Was it used? Or maybe one of the top ten families started with the Glass family."

Hegel sighed, "But in the end, all the clues point to the Buttigian royal family-a second-class royal family in the mainland dragged down the top ten Glass family and did not make it fall apart, I It can only be said that one's failure is not to blame for the strength of the enemy."

"So you want to destroy them alone?" Murphy pointed to the west. "So you came here and bowed your knees to become the lord, want to use this to fight back?"

Hegel was silent for a moment and whispered: "You can't imagine what happened when I first came to Balice 20 years ago. A servant and two pack horses were my only capital."

"But you still don't know how powerful your enemy is."

Murphy was a little lost after saying this-he remembered Ashcandi, Andalier imprisoned by Arantis, and the "enemies" of these two women and himself in other planes. What are the differences between the strong men you have seen and Hegel?

"I don't have to ask how powerful the enemy is, but I must understand that I must be on the way to becoming stronger."

Hegel's answer silenced Murphys.

After a while, Murphy finally made a decision and got up: "Ready to go to Buttigia's team, I hope they will surprise me more than I do."

When Murphys made the decision for Sibalice’s apparently bad intentions, Ashcandi, a distant “heaven”, imprisoned by the angel of wisdom Perseus in the center of the circle, had already been alone here. After two months.

The environment of the Angel Realm is very comfortable, and it can even be said to be cozy, the sun is warm, and the starry sky at night is thorough and charming, but this is meaningless for a confined woman.

Green Eye Ashcandy was sitting in the middle of the circle, looking up at the sky above her. She seemed to be "awakened" by her chains of countless lights without any doubts. There was no one around her, as if the angels had Forgot that there is a strange visitor here.

But today, when Green Eye Ashcandi noticed that someone came to herself, she discovered that the people here seemed to be different from the human beings she knew.

"Are you angels?"

Her voice was weak, and her lower limbs could not move, and she could only sit on the circle. She looked so pitiful that the angels who came to Ashkandi and prepared to fight at any moment were caught off guard.

But the fighting angels did not say much. Their purpose today is very simple. The main angels of the Magnus Council quarreled over the information brought by Perseus for a long time, and finally did not reach any consistent conclusions- Because Urius has now appeared in the Magnus parliament and used irrefutable evidence to prove that he did not do all the terrible deeds as Ashcandi said.

In desperation, Ashcandi became the only witness. He was dragged to the "trial court" of the Magnus parliament by 27 combat angels.

The round and golden yellow open-air hall has a flat and white floor depicting countless angels. Ashcandi was placed in the center of the trial court by the two fighting angels and raised his head, looking curiously around.

Thirteen seats, all the main angels have wings with different shapes, some are as ethereal as white mist, and some are golden and solid as a substance. They are all covered by hoods or helmets. Among them, the tallest one has a golden aura floating above it, and a blue giant sword around his waist.

Green Eye Ashcandi stared at him, but frowned for the first time.

Obviously, she noticed a different atmosphere. Although the face of the angel with a blue long sword did not appear in front of her, this intuitive and extraordinary blood family still caught the air in a flash. Hostility.

"Ashkandi Misri, a blood race from the human plane, are you willing to be responsible for what you said to Perseus before?"

Thirteen seats were high up, giving her a strong sense of oppression. Ashkandi looked up. The guys who sat on the court and looked at themselves under the sky were cold and unfeeling. The angel who asked the question had The silver-white shoulder armor has a calm tone but gives a sense of distance.

"You are weird."

Green Eye Ashcandi stared at all the angels for a long while, and finally tilted his head slightly and replied, "You never know each other, interrogating me with condescending attitude, who can tell me why?"

The last time this quiet woman occupied Ashcandy’s body, she first contacted Murphy and knew each other, and she would never forget the unimaginable feeling when she was sitting on the back of Hydera and traveling with Murphy in the clouds. Stimulation-Once she never thought that the charm of the world would make her eyes wide open and willing to explore, but everything seemed to be fleeting. Murphy's departure, Jeanna's sacrifice, and the burden of the night watchman made her Once again silent in his own world.

So when this lonely personality regained consciousness again, she was still as scared as the first time she saw Murphy.

It seems that he did not expect Ashcandy to answer this way. The angels present looked at each other, and finally the other main angel with a pale golden halo floating on his wrists stood up and said, "Come to the angel realm from the unknown plane You told your experience to Perseus, the angel who imprisoned you, and now, you are showing a sense of ignorance. Can I understand that you are despising the authority of the Magnus Parliament?"

"Raphael, this should not be the attitude and tone of parliament."

Angel of Wisdom and Perseus, who were also in the seat, interrupted the question of the angry angel Raphael. He did not agree with the arrogant tone of this "colleague".

Looking around at Ashcandy, Perseus said: "Blood, if you are not a member of the Magnus Council trying to deceive the Angel Realm, why do you avoid the problem? As for your question to the Council, I can Give a very simple answer."

The angel of wisdom raised his hand, and a clear fantasy figure appeared in front of Ashcandi.

An uncomplicated map-like light curtain, above which is composed of three circular islands, written "Angel", "Temple", "Holy Church~www.wuxiaspot.com~ downward, that is, in the pattern Such a location has the largest island with "Human" written on it, and at the bottom are three burning islands with "Sink", "Abyss" and "Inferno" written on it.

"Blood, you belong to the human world, but your kind is always working hard to create chaos in the three planes of hell, and we—" Perseus leaned back, arms wide open, "Angel The Magnus Council of the World has always been committed to correcting the mistakes made by the blood race. Perhaps you will say that you have not participated in any of these atrocities. If it is a human plane that is neutral in the plane, I will sit with you Equal position dialogue, but now, you are uninvited to appear in the realm of angels, I think, you should understand whether the Magnus Council has the power or obligation to do so."

"So we are enemies? But I don't know you, I don't have any answers to the questions you want to know," Ashcandy looked up at Perseus without looking back, "I only know the previous me Not here, but in a place called Sisyrin."

The angels of the Magnus Council were silent for a while.

The realm of angels is not hell, but for some issues, the means they take will not be better than hell-when Ashcandi was dragged by the two fighting angels to the "Sanctions Hall" not far away Wu Lie, who was always silent in the central position, was the first to leave.