Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1670: Interlaced in the occasion (25)
Chapter 167o Interlaced in the meeting twenty-five
Meanwhile, the capital of South Africa, Pretoria.
In the twilight, a low-key black-robed man walked into the sewer area.
Walking through the unfamiliar and intricate sewers, this man seems to have memorized the path here. The half-covered silver mask he was wearing just held the position of his nose, and the nose of the mask was coated with a deodorant spice, and the faint aroma it brought just offset the pungent smell of the sewer.
The man walked gracefully and quietly in this filthy place, through nine and eighteen bends, and finally reached a certain area deep in this sewer.
The man in the black robe and mask in the Rotten Marsh District vaguely recognized the words on the tattered wooden sign on the side.
This is hell, where people from the three religions and nine streams are mixed together. These people are nothing more than hooligans, vagabonds, and criminals on the run, who gather to live here for various unexplainable reasons.
This is also heaven. Sin and **** flow, but in contrast to the glamorous and blind world of Pretoria's upper city, there is freedom. The residents here generally do not interfere in the affairs of others, and there will be no differences due to different identities. Everyone here is filthy, everyone is mud in the ground, so I don't bother to compare and ask again.
Although there are often all kinds of fights between the rogues living in the rotten marsh neighborhood, they are all small fights, and it is extremely rare for the real fights to cause people's lives. And the people who live here are extremely united and unanimous. Whenever there is an intruder from the outside world, such as this black-robed masked man, the residents here will invariably cast a hostile look at the intruder.
Therefore, it is conceivable how dangerous this mysterious black-robed masked man is walking in this hostile crowd.
Nevertheless, the black-robed masked man didn't take it seriously. He still walked steadily step by step. His steps were neither brisk nor heavy, but only cautious. He didn't want to conflict with the residents here, so he didn't look like he was holding a weapon on guard. However, if the black-robed man had this intention, he could literally wipe out all the residents here in a matter of minutes.
Even wild animals perceive danger by instinct. And the more depraved a man is, the closer he is to a wild animal. It seems that they have already noticed how dangerous this black-robed man is. Even though the residents here are constantly casting hostile glances at the black-robed man, not half of them dare to go up and stop the black-robed man. I am afraid that some of them still think that if they all swarmed together, they might be able to subdue this man. However, they should be very clear that even if they swarmed to subdue this man, those who took the lead would definitely die. Although the people here are united, they are also selfish. Of course, these hooligans wouldn't dare to act rashly when things were about their own lives.
The man in the black robe and mask then made his way through this dangerous neighborhood full of gunpowder and arrived at his destination in no time.
It's actually a drain on the edge of the Swamp Block. Needless to say, the drain pipe was clogged many years ago, and although it was a little rusty and smelly, it was still quite dry. Because it is a certain distance from the ground, and it is dry enough, it has become a livable place in this stinky ghost place. No, it should be said that in this garbage dump, this dry and empty drainage pipe is actually a mansion.
There is even a piece of canvas that is not too ragged in front of this mansion to block the interference of the outside world and add a little more space for the people living in it.
The black-robed masked man stopped twenty yards before the pipe. Next, he put his footsteps extremely slowly, moving forward slowly one step at a time. He did this, on the one hand, to make as little noise as possible, so that before attracting the attention of the residents in the pipe, he could clearly observe the surrounding geographical environment. On the other hand, he also wanted to give the residents living in the pipe enough time to prepare , because the man in black robe did not want to be invincible, and relied on surprise attacks to subdue the opponent.
However, the man in the black robe mask actually thought about it, the other party may have been prepared. The man in the pipe is likely to take a weapon and suddenly rush out of the pipe to attack him. And the people in the pipeline are by no means an ordinary person. If they attack, the black-robed man may not be able to retreat. Therefore, at this joint, the black-robed masked man reached out and touched his waist, and took out a lightsaber.
The lightsaber is perfect here. It doesn't have a blade until it starts, and it won't be noticeable. And when the real melee starts, the excess light on the lightsaber blade can be used as a stable and reliable lighting source, making the opponent invisible in the dark.
After preparing everything, the black-robed man put his fingers on the switch of the lightsaber, keeping his lightsaber ready to move, and quickened his pace a little to the pipe. He was only ten yards from the old pipe.
Whew woohoo. However, the people in the pipeline had already noticed the approach of the black-robed man, and there was a slightly old laughter from the pipeline: Don't be so nervous, come closer.
The black-robed man trembled, but it was only for a moment, and the tremor was extremely small. He immediately regained his composure, strode over, and as soon as he approached, he said, "First meeting, it's an honor to meet you, grandpa.
An old man walked out of the pipe. Although he looked weather-beaten, he was in high spirits, and his eyes even flashed with the cunning light of an old fox.
I think I should also say the same: It was my first meeting, and it was my pleasure to meet you too, His Majesty King Arthur.
Yes, this low-key black-robed masked man is the current King of Great Britain, Arthur Pantoracken.
How many people would have thought that the old man who appeared in front of King Arthur was not the Sword Saint Jacques, whom the King of Knights and others had been hunting down, but another more heinous person from the old Pantoracken A traitor who has been hunted everywhere since the times?
He is the grandfather of King Arthur and the father of the Celestial Knight Uther. He is another famous swordsman in the history of Pantoracken, Joseph.. Pantoracken.
He was the culprit who stole the Pantoracken national treasure holy sword Storm Watcher many years ago, and he also indirectly caused Camilo, the first imperial capital of Pantoracken, to almost fall under the invasion of the Roman army . It is no exaggeration to say that the Sword Saint Joseph was the original fuse that led to all these incidents in Great Britain for decades. Today, the traitor Sword Saint Joseph appeared in front of the King of Knights just like that.
Sure enough, the spirit body last time was the scout sent by your Pantoracken? Oh no, Pantoracken has now changed its name to Great Britain.
You're quite right, Grandpa. King Arthur lowered his voice and said: A friend of mine has a fortune that you can't imagine. It was he who controlled the artificial holy spirit and found this place. Do you think you are hiding in the most secluded corners on the other side of the earth, so that Great Britain cannot find you? It is a pity that the sky net is prosperous, and it is sparse but not missed.
I admit, it's a bit of a feat for you to find a place like this. The old man took a step forward leisurely: But King Arthur, do you underestimate me too? Do you want to subdue me just by yourself?
No, you underestimate me, grandpa. The King of Knights said indifferently: Of course I didn't come alone.
He waved, and shadows began to shake around him: the truth is, this rotten swamp neighborhood has been surrounded by the people I brought. At least one Knight of the Round Table is guarding the four main exits of the Swamp Block. You've actually been stuck in a thorn, grandpa.
Interesting. The old man smiled lightly.
Let's talk about it, the king of knights hummed: One of the two holy swords, the Storm Watcher that was stolen by you back then, where was it hidden?
Whoohoo, it's hidden somewhere you'll never find it. The old man sneered and drew his sword. Of course, what he drew was not the Storm Sword, but an ordinary lightsaber. The purple light blade of the lightsaber shines in the dark with a dark atmosphere.
Grandpa, at best you plan to continue resisting and don't want to tell me more information? King Arthur also held his sword on guard, and the green blade of the lightsaber shot out from the hilt, illuminating the darkness: In this case, I can only subdue you and take you back for slow interrogation.
Only if you can beat me. Joseph laughed coldly.
Just as the two were about to fight, someone suddenly lifted the curtain of the water pipe. A thin and slender teenager appeared sleepily half-length to look around and said: Huh? What's the matter, Grandpa?
None of your business here~IndoMTL.com~ Go back to sleep. The old swordsman hummed lowly.
Grandpa, are you fighting a stranger? The young man was still not obedient to this point. Seeing the two people in front of him holding swords on guard, he could go back to sleep and pretend he didn't see anything.
Fighting is bad, Grandpa, don't you always say that violence can't solve problems. The boy mumbled while yawning.
Hearing this, the Knight King secretly sneered. He really couldn't hold back. According to the data, Joseph Pantoracken was a brave and skilled swordsman back then. He had caused countless bloodshed incidents on the battlefield, and he could destroy a division by himself. It was such a brutal Sword Saint Joseph who stole the Storm Watcher who used to guard the pure white holy city of Camilo, and made Camilo lose its protection, which led to the end of its invasion. It's ridiculous that a murderous swordsman is actually nurturing a slum kid, and instilling such a peaceful mind in such a kid.
Hmph, made you laugh. Of course, Joseph also noticed that King Arthur was snickering, but he took advantage of this momentary opportunity and made a sudden move!
Plan! A dim and fierce purple arc of light swept towards the throat of the King of Knights!