Dust of History Chapter 47: Ambush

Asa finally refrained from using the teleportation scroll.

Although Vidnina's promise is indeed very attractive, he is also very curious about this classmate, because he has learned that she was once a human being and no longer has such heavy guard, but he still did not go to Diya. valley.

The reason is very simple, the scroll will not expire if it is placed there, but as long as he really goes to Di Yagu, he may never come again. Regardless of whether it is a paradise like Vidnina said, even if it is a real paradise, one must be cautious before going there. Someone once said: Although it is probably a good place, you will never come back once you go there, so you might as well leave as late as possible.

Di Yagu is definitely not a real paradise, but it is also impossible to live a normal life again once you go there. What's more, it was a Guild of Necromancers after all. No matter how nicely Vidnina said it, the sinister reputation of those hundreds of years was enough to make even the most daring people think twice.

However, knowing that he has this way out, the things that Bishop Ronnies arranged for him don't seem to be so annoying anymore. face. Maybe I will go to Diya Valley tomorrow and bid farewell to my career as a priest here, Bishop Ronnies, the Academy of Magic, and this king. It is good to stay so long and see more.

According to the arrangement of Bishop Ronnies, we will leave for Airy in a few days. Asa thought it was a bit funny, the bishop actually knew how to frame the crime to gain political capital like a seasoned politician, and the two people he appointed to catch the murderer were the real murderers in a sense.

However, he doesn't need to worry about how to handle these specific matters. Bishop Ronnies should have explained everything to Rodhart. He, the protagonist, seems to be waiting to be cooked and prepared like going to a restaurant. The finished result is here.

In the big house, Asa lazily packed his things for his upcoming departure. Sandro was also lazily flicking a few heads on the stone platform.

"I said, what are you going to do now?" Sandro said suddenly. "Should I stay here, or listen to Di Yagu?"

Asa was a little surprised, the old man rarely took the initiative to talk to him about these more serious things. Looking at Sandro's expression and movements, he was slow and numb, still half dead and half dead, as if he just thought of it casually.

Asa sighed, and replied as if dying: "I don't know what to do...."

He was really confused during this time. He is not an indecisive person, but what lies before him is not an easy choice like whether to eat a piece of bread or not. Although I always feel depressed and annoying, but after all, it is a major plan that the bishop has attached a lot of hope, and it is said to be related to the peace and security of the mainland. And the only other choice is not an easy one. According to Bishop Ronnies, it is also related to the safety of the mainland. Even if he doesn't have any sense of responsibility in his mind and doesn't care about any major issues, facing such a major choice, it doesn't mean that it's none of my business if he lets go.

Sandro sighed, shook his head and said: "You are such a sissy brat, Ronis would think of making you a hero and take on such a big responsibility, it seems that his brain is about to flood..."

Asa shrugged his shoulders and said: "Actually, I never thought about being a hero or something."

Sandro shook his head and clicked his tongue. "For you have a little vision. This is the most difficult job in the world. The risk is high, the pressure is great, the working hours are irregular, tiring, and exhausting. It looks very glorious, but in fact it is not as good as shit. It is simply the worst job in the world. The most annoying job. And to do this line of work you not only need to be quick-witted, but also have to be ruthless and determined. Just seeing that you are such a useless person who is embarrassed by such a trivial matter now, you know that you will definitely not be able to do it. "

Suddenly someone knocked on the big wooden door, and a female voice shouted: "Is anyone here?"

Asa recognized whose voice it was. But he was very surprised, how could she find this place? He walked towards the door and said to Sandro, "It's for me."

Unexpectedly, Sandro stared and said, "When I heard a woman's voice, I thought it was you. How did you know it was you and not me?" Ask in a soft voice: "Excuse me, are you looking for me?"

But the result must have disappointed him, he turned his head and said loudly to Asa: "That brat who moved the corpse, someone is looking for you."

Asa walked to the door, and saw that the person calling the door was indeed the prostitute Xuan. He frowned and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Because he doesn't like ostentation, although he is a current celebrity, the priest is only limited to the magic academy and the high-level court. He would not tell Xuan his real identity and never told her that he lived in this place.

"Cut, why don't I know." Xuan was still dressed up in fancy clothes, with a casual and coquettish expression on her face. "I followed you and saw you walking here last time."

"Really?" Asa frowned, still feeling strange. Even if it is a high-level thief, it is not easy to follow him, let alone her. "What did you come to see me for?"

Miss Prostitute stared and said: "I can't find you? Anyway, I need to find you, why don't you come out... Wow!" She suddenly saw the scene inside the wooden door and jumped up in fright. "This... what is this place?"

Sandro grimaced at the side and said: "He is a small worker who helps me move the corpse. This is the morgue of the capital. All the dead people will be under my care, and you will be under my care in the future of.".

Miss Prostitute patted her chest, which was half exposed, with a pale face. "It really scared me to death."

"What do you want me for? Do you want to go in and sit down and talk slowly?" Asa asked.

"Come out, come out, I have something important for you to help, just follow me." Xuan ignored Sandro, and pulled Asa out. Sandro shouted from behind: "Don't worry, if you die immediately, I will help you deal with the aftermath."

"Don't worry about what you do for now, just follow me anyway." The prostitute lady took Asa's hand and dragged him away. The big house was originally close to the edge of the city, but after a while, the two of them walked outside the capital city, gradually getting farther and farther away. Walking outside a dense grove, Xuan directly pushed Asara in.

It was very quiet in the grove, and Asa had no idea what was going on. Suddenly her arm touched Xuan's chest, she glanced at her pink face, and suddenly thought in her heart: Don't you want me to come here to do that with her... and said to her quickly: "I tell you, Now is not the time to do this kind of thing, I still want to..." At this point, a strange feeling popped up in my heart.

It feels like ice water pouring into the body from every pore. This is the intuition for danger and murderousness!

Asa's spirit suddenly shrank and tensed up. But his body softened.

Almost the moment he felt the danger, another more real and strange feeling began to spread in his body.

His feet suddenly became very heavy, not only heavy, but also numb and weak. Once this weakness started, it immediately spread in the body at the speed of wildfire, and the muscles quickly weakened one by one. As soon as the feet sank, the waist immediately became too weak to support the weight of the body and wanted to bend down, and then the weakness rose to the chest quickly, and even the lungs lost their strength to breathe, the heart seemed too lazy to move, and the head felt as if it was too big It was so heavy that his neck could hardly support him, and he felt dizzy.

This feeling is transmitted through the body so fast, he just blinked his eyes when he felt this feeling from his feet, but as soon as the eyelids were closed, his whole body was so soft that he didn't even have the strength to open them .

This is a double curse of weakness and dullness, and the level is so high that there is no way more than five people in the Academy of Magic can cast such a fast and surprisingly effective curse spell. Such a curse could eat away even a horse's strength in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Xuan, who was ignorant and ignorant, was still pulling his arm and pulling him into the woods.

Too careless. I actually fell into a deadly trap so easily like an idiot. Xuan did not have the slightest hostility towards him, nor did he threaten him at all, so he was not on guard against her at all, but he forgot that she might be used by others.

He was dizzy, but Asa still heard the sound of five swords tearing the air at the same time. No matter how weak and limp his body was, his spirit was hardened by the crisis, with sharp edges and corners.

Five people suddenly appeared from five directions as if they had emerged from the ground, and the five long swords were like thunderbolts flashing out of the air. Before he could close his eyes, he slashed at him.

The speed, angle and timing of these five sword thrusts are impeccable. What's more, he is still numb and dizzy, not to mention there is another person holding his hand.

Asa swung his arm and threw out the dazed Xuan with all his remaining strength. She just flew out from the gap of the sword light. But just this delay, Asa himself had no chance to dodge at all.

Five directions are perfectly flanked. The timing, speed, and even the slight trembling of the wrists of the five swordsmen echoed each other, but these five swords actually formed a net. Whether he is moving forward, backward, dodging left, dodging right, the sword net will close and merge on him in the blink of an eye, leaving him with ten more holes. And he doesn't have the strength to dodge now.

With a loud bang, Asa was thrown into the sky by the air wave of his own fireball, and the five swordsmen below were also bounced away by the explosion. This is the way he can't remember when he was in the nick of time. Weakness and dullness can only affect his body, but cannot also restrict the release of magic.

I could feel that the muscles on my back were almost completely shaken, and a rib was broken, and my throat was sweet, and I spit out a mouthful of blood. The force used by this fireball is not very strong, and the magic power can still be condensed immediately. Asa put his hand on himself, first to dispel the spell, and then to heal the spell.

The injury improved, and the weakness spell was dispelled. In mid-air, he saw the ambush circle prepared for him below.

There were not many people, only twelve people, eleven swordsmen with long swords and one magician. But Asa felt an almost desperate sense of crisis.

The positions of these twelve people are very precise, they can surround him who has been introduced in the most efficient way, and they can also launch the most efficient attack speed. And being able to completely conceal their own aura, even such a premeditated ambush can only exude murderous aura when they make a move, these twelve people are absolutely top-notch.

Almost at the same time Asa started to fall, the three nearest swordsmen flew towards the direction where he fell. They were not shocked by the unexpected evasion and explosion, and immediately took the most effective attack, without the slightest hesitation, making quick decisions. This is the style of a master.

Asa was still in the air, the sharpness of the first sword that arrived first had almost touched his clothes, he grabbed the sword, held the blade tightly, twisted it, and grabbed the sword.

It felt effortless to start, the swordsman had already abandoned the sword when he grabbed it. Holding the hilt of the sword can never hold back the hand holding the blade, and when it is time to let go, let go. And when Asa's twisting force to seize the sword was exhausted, and his arm was already weak, he held the hilt of the sword again and stabbed forward with all his strength, and then shot again when it was time to make a move. This is definitely a real master.

The strength of twisting the arm has been exhausted, and the sword in the hand is trying to break through the grasp of the hand and continue to rush forward. Asa gripped violently, the blade of the sword shattered in his palm, and the sword broke—the broken sword continued to stab at his face, while the other two swords had already reached him in a swift and swift manner. Asa's feet landed on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the fragments of the broken sword in his palm were thrown towards the faces of the two swordsmen.

Plop. Xuan who was thrown out by Asa fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

The two swordsmen did not dodge, lower their heads, or even blink their eyes as they faced the sword fragments flying towards them. They knew that Asa just landed was the most difficult time to dodge and parry, so they used this method to breathe a sigh of relief. These actions of theirs express the most important factor in team fighting - to seize any opportunity regardless of personal risk. This is not just a master, but a true warrior who has been tempered and tried.

Puchi. The two long swords pierced Asa's body as expected. These are two swords that are extremely fast, accurate and stable. Asa can only turn his body as far as possible when the blade enters his body to take the blade away from the deadly vital point. But these two swords left two long and deep blood marks on his body, and the blood gushed out immediately. The clothes are all wet.

The swordsman who successfully hit the target fell down straight, and the broken sword pierced through his eyes and rushed into his brain, almost bursting out from behind. Asa's throw is not just a simple delay to frighten people. And the face of the other one was already studded with shards of sword, and the bones could be seen deep in the pieces, almost cutting his face to pieces.

On this broken face, there was still only a complete firm and cold expression, as if it was nothing more than skin and bones that had nothing to do with him. The upper pair of eyes only stared at Asa's body, and all the spirit inside could only control the weapon and continue to leave more effective marks on this body.

This steely will is the true combat effectiveness of a warrior. The most deadly thing in the life-and-death struggle is not physical weakness but mental hesitation. Only those who can wholeheartedly pierce the opponent's chest when their throats are cut will be the ones with the best chance of victory.

The sword that the swordsman had just passed over Asa's body was cut horizontally again - blood spattered, and this time the bones were deep. But the swordsman was stunned for a moment, because what was cut was his companion's body. Asa finally grabbed the arm that was stabbing with the broken sword, and while crushing his wrist bone, he also pulled the swordsman over to block the attack for himself.

Facing such a few masters, it is worthwhile to catch one of them at the price of two heavy swords. Pulling the opponent's body to make weapons and shields is a very effective tactic that Asa has summed up in many situations with few to many. Such a huge shield has a great shielding effect, and seeing his companions flying with flesh and blood under his own attack is a huge blow to anyone's fighting spirit.

The swordsman who hit his companion just froze for a moment, and immediately raised his sword again to strike again. Asa continued to pull the swordsman who fell into his grasp to resist the sword. In terms of physical strength, reaction, and feeling, he has an absolute advantage, so he can pull the enemy alive and use it as a shield.

Click. The sword's edge mercilessly hacked into the muscles and bones, and chopped off the arm that fell into Asa's grasp at shoulder length.

The swordsman cut off his companion's hand cleanly with his sword, and pulled him over with a single hand. He could see the consequences of this companion if he continued to be in Asa's hands. Without any hesitation, he cut off his companion's arm mercilessly like splitting a piece of wood, saving his life and completely defeating Asa's attempt.

The face of the swordsman with the broken arm was already distorted, but he didn't grunt. He clutched his broken arm and staggered towards the magician's place for treatment.

Asa held the severed hand in his hand and hesitated, feeling cold.

The level of everyone here is enough to be counted among the first-class masters. Swordsmanship is not a problem, the key is the heart, fighting spirit and judgment ability, these are absolutely impeccable. Such an opponent would be very difficult even if they were singled out, not to mention their cooperation with each other was just right.

As soon as he condensed his magic power to use a healing technique, the strong feeling of weakness immediately swept through his body, and he had to use a dispel technique for this magic.

After the effect of the dispel technique, the body still felt a little weak. This was real weakness. The wounds caused by the two swords were very deep, and the blood kept flowing.

The mage still kept a relatively safe distance from Asa, and was not in a hurry to use any offensive spells. The distance and the trees made it impossible for any direct attack to hit, and the gun technique was more dangerous to accidentally injure his companions, so he kept using the powerful weakness and dullness technique. This was enough, Asa had to use all the casting opportunities to disperse, no matter who had such a Weakness Technique, it was impossible for him to still have combat effectiveness.

Although this was the least amount of enemies he encountered in an ambush, it was also the most dangerous.

At the same time as he dispersed, the five swordsmen who shot for the first time and the other three quickly formed a circle to surround Asa in the middle. Everyone can see that this opponent cannot be dealt with by a random attack alone, and must use the most effective attack method. The swordsmen stood still, and nine of them started to attack at the same time.

This is undoubtedly a collective attack formation that has been carefully researched and honed through thousands of battles. The nine swords are doing their own thing but echoing each other and intertwined to form a huge sword energy net that overwhelmingly presses down on him. . At the same time, the fatal weakness technique spread overwhelmingly again in his body, and his tense muscles quickly went limp and paralyzed.

This is indeed the most dangerous time, and it is more likely to be the last time.

Asa suddenly gathered all his spirit and magic power to a certain point through meditation, and then burst out like crazy like before. The turbulent waves of strength and will in his body immediately squeezed out the weak spell, and he let out a shriek that didn't look like a human being from his throat, and rushed towards the sword net that enveloped him.

Asa could even feel how the surrounding air was torn apart, split, and roared on the blade. The feeling of meditation has reached its peak, but even so, he still can't detect where there is a gap around him that allows him to pass through the past. It's just nine iron bars that are not wide, but it feels like it fills up all the space within a radius of more than ten steps. It seems that there is nothing to do, but the sword energy and sword force are dense. Every direction, every angle, every route he can leap is dead. The steps, body movements, and even breathing of these nine swordsmen all reflect a subtle common rhythm. No matter how he dodges in the center, the nine swords will echo each other like a rehearsed dance movement, and the division of labor is clear and orderly. There are interceptions, restraints, straight stabs, horizontal cuts, and diagonal cuts. He will never be able to completely dodge. . As long as he was hit by any sword, and his body stagnated, the other swords would immediately follow him until he turned into a pile of diced meat.

Asa rushed towards one of the swordsmen almost instinctively. This is the strongest link. This swordsman's sword energy and sword momentum are the thickest, and almost all changes in the sword net revolve around him. This is also the weakest link. He is the main attacker and instigator in this sword formation. As long as he can be defeated, the sword formation will definitely reveal its flaws or even collapse.

If you can't hide, don't hide, if there is no way out, kill a way out. He has always been the more pressured, the stronger the sense of crisis, the more motivated and murderous. Danger and tension are the catalysts to release all the animality and vitality in the soul.

The shocking swordsman who faced him immediately backed away. Although the person retreated, the sword power did not weaken but became stronger. The two swordsmen on his left and right were also retreating, and they were closing in on each other while retreating. All the sword energy and sword momentum of the three of them had been concentrated in front of him, and a vortex of sword energy had formed in front of him.

The sword movements of the three senior swordsmen have merged and resonated. Even if a ball of steel rushed into it, it would only turn into iron filings. So the three of them stopped, and they had to wait for the sword net behind them to close.

But Asa's momentum did not diminish, and he never even had the slightest thought of giving in. Facing the overwhelming sword energy that was about to overwhelm him immediately and smash him to pieces, his fighting spirit was already at a level. Spikes with red-hot roots.

He didn't use magic, he can't use magic now. This fighting spirit, vitality, and fighting desire roared and rushed in the body, melting the magic power into a part of this power. This wild and primitive force disdains any skill, ignores efficiency. He swung the most direct weapon—his own fist, and he wanted to use his own flesh and blood to open the way for his own life.

Faced with such a direct, frank, naked and pure attack, all the tricks and tricks were useless. The three long swords trembled at the same speed, the same force, and the same momentum from three directions. Stab Asa's fist.

This is Unibet. The speed of all Asa's fighting energy and the sword energy of the swordsmen collided head-on.

The three long swords began to shatter at the same time when they came into contact with the fist, and there was only a neat crisp sound.

Under the opening of the sword qi, the sword tip pierced the fighting energy covering the fist, and the skin touched by the three sword tips immediately burst open, and the sound of shattering finger bones and the sound of the sword shattering sounded at the same time.

Sword Qi, Dou Qi, sprint force, impact force, shock force, all entangled and released, their respective weapons could no longer support evenly matched forces. The tiger's jaws of the three swordsmen were broken, and they couldn't even hold the bare hilts, and fell to the ground.

The flesh on the fist splashed, and the bones shattered. Asa howled, although it looked like it was still in the shape of a hand, it felt as if it had been tattered like a rag that had been trampled by cows and horses.

The strength of his sprint was exhausted in this head-on collision, his body stopped, and the six swords behind him almost touched his clothes. But now these are only six swords. The sword net that filled the sky just now has disintegrated at the same time as the three swordsmen in front of him were defeated. The sword net behind him lost its forward movement and returned to six solitary long swords. When the three most recent swords pierced the flesh of his back, Asa finally gathered his strength again and began to escape with all his might.

The remaining strength is no longer enough to deal with six such swordsmen, let alone face a similar formation of sword nets, but it is still enough to escape. Although the blood had soaked his clothes, he still had an absolute advantage in terms of physical strength, and the fighting spirit remaining in his body could still temporarily resist curses like weakness.

Asa jumped over the three swordsmen in front and ran towards the outside of the woods. As long as he escaped into the capital, he should be fine. After all, he is a majestic priest, no one can chase him down in public.

There was a strange sound of piercing the air behind him, and it was not a whistling sound of sharp ends tearing the air, but a blunt sound of piercing the air. Moreover, the sound is not thick, it's just fast, the quality is not great, it seems that it doesn't have much lethality if it is hit.

Asa jumped up, and the things behind him passed under his feet. This is a hockey puck that is bigger than the head, rolling rapidly and flying forward. Asa could even clearly feel the magic power rolling in the ice puck. In mid-air, he raised his hands, bent over and bent his legs to protect his head, face, chest and abdomen with his hands and feet.

When the ice puck exploded, there was no mighty explosion sound like a fireball. What was scattered in all directions was not air waves, but substantial ice fragments. The trees in a small area were all scattered and broken at once, and the ice was ejected with magic power, and the penetration power was comparable to that of crossbow arrows. Many branches as thick as an arm fell down, and some thinner trees were also pierced by the ice.

Asa huddled into a ball and fell straight down from midair like those tree trunks. Many ice flakes on his hands and feet were as deep as the bones. If he hadn't tensed his muscles and used all his remaining battle energy for defense, if these small things condensed with water vapor hit his chest and abdomen, he would be able to pierce through him.

The 'Ice Burst' of this water system is not a small spell. As long as the magician's level has not reached the level of Bishop Ronnies or Cedros, he must adjust his magic power and take a few breaths before he can use it. Cast again. And this wide-area killing spell should also delay the footsteps of the next few swordsmen, so Asa, who fell heavily on the ground, immediately bounced up again, and he had to continue running.

But the stabbing pain in his right leg and left shoulder immediately smashed the running strength he had just gathered, and two long swords pierced through his thigh and shoulder. Then the four hands and the other two long swords rushed up to his body immediately. Asa couldn't move immediately.

The cold blades on the left and the right have broken through the skin and stopped right next to the arteries in the neck. As long as you press down a little, the blood will immediately shoot out like a fountain. Those four hands were very strong and accurately grasped several important parts of his hands and feet, and pinned the joints. This must have been practiced and practiced countless times. The swords on the shoulders and thighs pierced through the muscles, so even if he had the fighting spirit, he could only be pushed there by those swordsmen in disgrace.

It's all too fast. From the moment he found out that he was in an ambush, then dodged, counterattacked, and escaped, until he was finally captured, it only took a little more than a few deep breaths.

However, Asa knew that he was not wronged. The swordsmen holding him were all pierced with broken ice and bleeding. Facing the 'Ice Burst' just now, they didn't dodge and retreat, but just covered their faces a little bit. If the leather armor on their bodies didn't have enough defensive power, they should all fall down. Asa has to admit that even if he is smarter, there is really no way to face such opponents who are highly skilled and tacit cooperation is the key, and they can sacrifice their lives to achieve their goals.

The weakness after exhaustion made every wound on his body more painful, and the blood continued to flow. The two long swords piercing through his shoulders and thighs almost nailed him to the ground, one of which seemed to be After passing through the bone, he felt so painful that even his own bone marrow was flowing out along the sword.

"What are you doing? Do you know that I am the priest of the Academy of Magic? What do you mean by doing this? Do you want to rebel?" Even Asa himself felt that his words were boring, old-fashioned and weak, but now We can only hope for the effect of this official tone.

The few swordsmen did not respond to his words, and even the expressions on their faces did not fluctuate. It plays a role in joints and several vital organs. The mage and the swordsman with the broken arm in the distance also walked over slowly, but neither spoke. This group of people seemed to be just fighting and action machines, completely unresponsive to other things.

But a person farther away suddenly jumped out.

This person has been watching carefully from a distance, ready to escape at any time, even when Asa was pushed down, he still didn't dare to come out, until now he heard Asa's voice, and he really understood I was completely safe and completely victorious, so I jumped out from behind the tree. He was so elated that he sounded like he was singing: "How? I finally got caught this time, finally I won, and finally let you eat shit. I said it a long time ago, dare you Against me, you are courting death."

"It really is you. I knew I should kill you." Asa looked fiercely at the proud prime minister.

"Oh." Xuan, who was thrown out by Asa and was dizzy, finally stood up, but the **** situation in front of her immediately made her petrified. She scrambled and ran to the Prime Minister's son, and asked tremblingly, "Didn't you say that you just asked a few people to beat him up? How did it happen?"

This nobleman found her this morning and said that he had a good deal for her to help. It was to ask her to drag the young man who often came to her to the woods outside the city, and told him his address.

She was also very strange at the time, but the nobleman explained to him that he had a little conflict with this guy and wanted to find someone to beat him up, but it was difficult to do it in the city, so he had to find a way to trick him out .

She sensed that something was wrong. But the nobleman immediately promised that he would not hurt his life or break his hands and feet, just to teach him a lesson, and immediately took out ten gold coins and gave her ten gold coins, and promised to give her another ten gold coins afterwards.

Twenty gold coins, which can almost make her live comfortably for the rest of her life. What's more, if it's just a beating, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to him, so Xuan almost happily dragged Asa all the way over.

But now the ground is full of blood, two swords have pierced his body, and it seems that his life will be killed immediately, Xuan tremblingly took out a few gold coins from her bosom, and walked to Modo said in front of him: "I will return the money to you, and I don't want the other ten gold coins. I beg you to let him go quickly. I will take him to the doctor. He will die if he does this."

"Damn it." Modo slapped Miss Prostitute on the head and knocked her down to the ground. This morning, I spent a lot of saliva with this woman so that she could bring her out without any doubts, and the majestic prime minister went to discuss with a prostitute. If this kind of thing gets out, it will really be a big deal shame. But because his father strictly forbids him to bring people out to mess around again, he has to do these things himself.

Xuan on the ground hugged Moduo's feet, and continued to cry and beg: "I beg you to let him go, I can give you money..."

"Get lost." The prime minister kicked Xuan's head and face away forcefully, and drew out a knife to make a few gestures. "Stupid woman, I will deal with you slowly after I kill this guy."

Modo walked towards Asa with a knife, but he shivered when he looked at Asa's staring eyes. He hesitated for a moment, as if he was unwilling to be scared, but felt that he was still a little scared, so he ordered the swordsmen: "Chop off all his hands and feet first."

The swordsmen still did not move. The magician spoke, and it seemed that he was the leader of these people. With a typical ascetic’s simple and rigid face, he said: "Master Modo, this target has completely lost the ability to resist. I suggest that he be temporarily detained and executed after waiting for the trial."

"What? Do you doubt me?" The Prime Minister roared a little allergicly.

The magician's voice was as dry as a piece of dry wood, but it was very weighty: "We don't know who he is, and we don't care who he is. We just obey orders. What I just said is just right Your suggestion~IndoMTL.com~ Modo took out an order book and a seal from his pocket, shook it, and said: "You have seen it, this is your captain's token, and the letter of commission says that the score is clear , all affairs are under my command. All you have to do is obey the order, what I say, you just do it. "

"I'm just suggesting." The magician repeated dryly. "Suggestion."

"There is no need to suggest, just follow my command." The prime minister did not show his temper due to the prestige of the Holy Knights. He looked at Asa, and originally wanted to torture him, but now it seems that these big guys from the Paladins are not very easy to control, so they should kill this guy as soon as possible to avoid Ye Changmeng.

"I'll take a **** now, and if you eat it, I'll give you a good time." He looked at this with great satisfaction, which made him embarrass himself many times and gave him pain, as if he couldn't kill him, but now The opponent who was finally trampled under his feet fully felt the triumph of victory, and stretched out his hand to untie his belt. "But even if you don't drink it, I'm going to shower you all over. Do you know what it tastes like to **** a wound? How about it? Take it? I'm the best, right? Do you want to ask for mercy? Is there anything else you want to say? En ?”

"Yes." Asa yelled loudly half-deadly. "***, you still don't help? Are you just watching me being slaughtered?"