Working Prophet

Miss Rabbit waited for another two hours. She was getting a little bored, so she took off the electronic pet egg hanging around her neck and picked it for a while.

Just when the female lord was fuming, her guest tonight finally arrived late.

Sharjah and others had been observing outside the castle for a long time, and they found a flight route that could bypass the sight of the guards on the outer wall.

Using the cover of darkness, they quietly arrived at the top of the castle.

Caleb and Sidiya took the lead, passed through the narrow window, and landed in the empty corridor.

Contrary to their expectations, there were no guards there.

So lax?

Caleb and Sidya looked at each other, seeing a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.

However, they have visited many noble mansions along the way. Due to the strong inertia in the past, most of the imperial nobles lacked the necessary precautions against the dangers from the sky.

The owner of this castle may have decided that the guards in the town were competent enough, or that the guards on the outer wall of the castle were reliable enough, so he did not arrange any more people outside the room.

In addition, it may also be due to strong confidence in one's own force and feeling that one does not need to be protected.

As the champion of the Ilea Martial Arts Tournament, perhaps this explanation is closer to the truth.

Caleb and Sidia didn't hesitate for too long, because Sharjah and the others might be spotted by a guard looking around at any time outside, so they waved out the window as agreed.

Soon, fourteen black shadows with the aura of death descended on the corridor.

Sha Jia was the last one to arrive. He folded his broad and powerful wings, passed sideways through the stone window, landed firmly on the ground, and said softly.

"Which room is Ilea in?"

"I don't know, we didn't see any guards." Caleb said, "Maybe we can tie up a maid or something and ask."

"Maids usually live on the lower floors," Baland said. After looting many noble mansions along the way, he also began to do some research on those noble fortresses.

While everyone was still talking, Sharjah saw another white mouse running in front of him.

As Sidia said, there are too many rats in this place. Did the female noble named Ilea not care at all?

Just when Sharjah was thinking this, a room not far away from him suddenly opened the door, and a woman who looked like a maid walked out of it.

She seemed stunned for a moment when she saw the group of uninvited guests in the corridor outside the door.

Sharjah ordered, "Kill her."

However, before Caleb could shoot the arrow, the maid had already fled back into the house.

This time there was no need for Sharjah to give orders, Balan and others who were closest followed closely.

They followed the maid and rushed into her room, where there were... four other maids.

Each man held a strange white object in his hand.

At the same time, several other doors beside Sharjah and others were pushed open, and a group of maids behind the doors raised identical gadgets in their hands.

The scene in front of them made all the Wing Clan warriors present feel a strange feeling in their hearts.

There is no doubt that their raid tonight has been known for a long time. But the problem is that the opponents they face are just a group of... maids?

And what are those things in the hands of those maids? It doesn't even have a slightly sharp edge. Can that kind of thing really kill people?

As if to answer the doubts in their hearts.

The ear-piercing roar pierced the tranquility of the night. Fire and white smoke spewed from the primer plate and gun barrel, and soon filled the corridor.

Sensing the danger at the last moment, Sharjah opened his mouth to call his companions to retreat, but the next moment he felt a pain in his waist, and then his lower abdomen and thighs also ached.

Sharjah stretched out his hand and touched it, feeling his fingers were sticky and smelling blood in his nose.

He realized that he was injured, but he could not see where the enemy's sword was.

How can this be? !

Sharjah's eyes widened. As the strongest fighter of the Wing Clan, although he is not very old, he has already experienced countless battles, but no battle is as bizarre as it is now.

He didn't even know how he was hurt.

This made Sharjah feel a sense of panic that he had not experienced for a long time. He had almost forgotten how long it had been since he had experienced this feeling.

Because in the past, this was a nightmare he gave to his opponents.

Yasu's urgent voice brought him back to reality, "No, it's the sacred weapon of Shuangxiu Sect. Damn it, why are there so many of them!"

"Holy... Hallows?" Sharjah murmured, and he remembered what Asyah had said before, saying that the female lord named Ilea had the holy utensils bestowed by Saturday in her hands.

It is very powerful. Morn of the Gray Eagle Tribe was defeated by that holy weapon.

Sharjah was also wary of the holy artifact, otherwise he wouldn't wait until everyone in the castle was asleep, but the question was why there were so many holy artifacts, every maid had them.

But now was not the time to dwell on this issue, Sharjah knew they had to retreat.

The number one warrior of the Winged Human Race has completely lost his fighting spirit. He just wants to leave here as soon as possible, leave the Western Territory, and escape as far away as possible.

So he looked at Balan, hoping that his childhood friend would come to help him break the knot, but what he saw made him take a breath of cold air.

I saw Balan, who had always been brave and superb in martial arts, falling to the ground like this, his wide-eyed eyes full of disbelief.

But he couldn't say anything anymore, because there was a blood hole in the center of his eyebrows, and blood was flowing out.

Sharjah's heart felt cold.

Balaam... is actually dead? It wasn't just Balaam. Sharjah looked around and found that several people on his side had already fallen down. Some of them were as unresponsive as Balaam, and some were wailing in pain on the ground.

Sha Jia didn't look any further. He turned around and ran towards the window, but someone moved faster than him.

Asu was standing by the window, and in the round of attack just now, Caleb next to him happened to help him block most of the attacks. Asu was not injured. A body got out of the window.

Then he saw a rain of arrows coming towards him outside the window, but it was the defenders on the city wall who were shooting at him.

Yasu quickly retracted his neck, and then he felt his body being pushed away.

After that, Sharjah couldn't wait to get through the window, but at this time, the maids had finished loading again and fired another volley.

And they also saw the identity of Sharjah's leader. This time at least six lead bullets hit Sharjah's body.

Sharjah let out a scream and finally fell to the ground.