This beautiful young woman, who was born in an ordinary civilian family, had a surprisingly calm expression when she was dying and dying, and even had a beautiful smile, carrying a cold long sword in her hand, and said softly: "General Sutton, don't waste the time and energy of the imperial master for an insignificant woman like me......"

"Ma'am?" Sutton was surprised, "but you ...... alone."

The young woman shook her head slightly, and her soft facial contours drew a calm arc: "My son, with a master like Lord Alexander to take care of me, I have no regrets in this life." The warriors of the Empire should not lose the glory of fighting in order to protect an insignificant woman like me...... Ladies and gentlemen, please fight with confidence!"

After speaking, it turned out to be a horizontal sword that killed itself, and blood splattered five steps.

A beauty, fragrant and jade.

No one thought that she would be so strong and would choose to do this.

This young woman, in her life, there are no vigorous deeds, it is extremely ordinary.

After death, not many people will remember her except for her loved ones.

Even until she died, she didn't know that her son Luffy had sunk to the bottom of the icy waves with the [King Alexander] in the naval battle of Byzantine Port a long time ago, and his life and death were unknown.

This extremely ordinary woman ended her flower-like life in the most touching way.

Because she knows that if it falls into the hands of the Barcelonans, any Zenit woman will be worse than dead.

Sutton stayed where he was for a long time, then sighed softly, blasted a deep pit in the ground with one palm, buried the woman's body, turned around and jumped on the back of the wolf beast, and shouted: "Fight!" turned into a streamer of light, and flew towards the most crowded place in Barcelona at the southern gate of the far south.

More than fifty disciples of the Martial Saint Mountain had solemn faces, their eyes flashed with angry flames, they all changed into armor, their swords were in their hands, and their bodies were flashing with fighting spirit, and the star pills rushed down from the Martial Saint Mountain and rushed towards thousands of directions.

......

The imperial capital, a not very conspicuous residence.

An ordinary courtyard building, only slightly larger than the surrounding courtyard.

Compared with the surrounding courtyard, where people have fled in chaos, this courtyard is surprisingly calm, and under the shadow of the courtyard, there are more than a dozen samurai in dark black armor, with a hint of vigilance on their faces, completely blending into the shadows like sculptures, watching the movement on all sides.

In this kind of main house, the lights are lit, and there are only a dozen black-armored warriors guarding it.

An extremely imperceptible pattern of magic array, appearing from time to time, appeared on the bluestone slab on the ground.

The magic array led all the way to the secret room about a hundred meters above the ground.

It was an open space, at least the size of a football field, and was littered with cabinets, case files, weapons, and other intricate items.

Of course, there are also two or three hundred samurai and magicians with solemn expressions and not weak breaths.

It was the thirteen warriors who stood at the front, standing like an abyss, with a calm breath, hidden and hidden, and they were all above the strength of the moon level, which could be regarded as a strong party.

Opposite these people, a young man of about twenty years of age, with a thin figure and a handsome face, long golden hair falling softly down his ears, and a strategic, calm demeanor circulating all over his body, quietly read the last file in front of him, and sighed softly.

This young man is one of the controllers of the [Letters and Visits Office], a so-called pervasive information and intelligence agency in the Northern Continent - [Youth] Modrich.

This secret underground space is the headquarters of the [Letters and Visits Office] located in the imperial capital.

"The combination opens the [Super Long-distance Teleportation Magic Array], and transports all the files and dares here back to Chambord City, cold-blooded Nine Eagles, with the nine of you, to carry out this plan, and no mistakes are allowed. ”

Mordrich's calm gaze carried a kind of intimidating power, his strength was not high, but the dozen or so moon-level powerhouses in front of him were obedient.

"Yes, sir. ”

Nine moon-level powerhouses like eagles and falcons knelt on one knee, and after saluting respectfully, they turned around and took more than a hundred samurai and began to move and sort out the various items and files in the space.

"Coco, Woods, Brent, there are three of you to be responsible for the implementation of the [Assassination Plan], since the loss of the imperial capital is inevitable, then we must strive to bury a thorn here, even if the Barcelona people occupy this place, the [Letters and Visits Office] must ensure that all movements in the imperial capital can be transmitted back to Chambord City as soon as possible. ”

Mordridge said to the other three moon-level powerhouses.

"Yes, sir. The three of them knelt on the ground and saluted.

"The [Assassination Project] is extremely dangerous, and the brothers who participate in this project, each of their relatives, will receive a thousand gold coins as a settling-in fee, if they are unlucky during the event...... A triple pension is also available. Mordridge said slowly.

"Thank you for your kindness. The others fell to their knees.

"My lord, the four walls have been broken, and the people of Barcelona have entered the imperial capital, do we need to organize forces to resist?" a moon-level powerhouse tried to suggest.

"No need. Mordridge waved his hand: "We are an intelligence agency, not a combat army, the life of every member is very precious, the fall of the imperial capital is irretrievable, there is no need to waste our strength, let alone ...... Not to mention ......"

In the last sentence, Mordridge paused and did not finish.

What he originally wanted to say was that the [Letters and Visits Office] only needs to be responsible to His Majesty Alexander, the Zenit royal family...... Everyone has a selfish heart, and Modrich is no exception, and the [Letters and Visits Office] can have today, I don't know how much energy, material resources, manpower and financial resources have been spent on His Majesty, and it cannot suffer losses because of this.

"Let's do it. ”

Mordridge gave the order, and the samurai and magicians in the entire underground space were running in an orderly manner.

Compared with the panic of the outside world, there is not the slightest nervousness on everyone's faces here, except for seriousness and concentration.

Mordridge sat back in his chair, unfolded a scroll in front of him, and calmly examined it, his eyebrows raised lightly, his eyes contemplative, as if the constant sound of vibrations on the ground really had nothing to do with it.

......

"Yassin, the promise made by this seat many days ago is still valid, if you want to vote, the ranking of Barcelona's top ten players still has a place for you, Guardiola the Great, has always admired you very much. ”

Barcelona demigod Busquez said slowly.

Surrounded by four enemy demigods, Emperor Yashin seems to have been defeated, and even getting out is a problem.

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