It wasn't until the five moon-level peak powerhouses left the sky, and several saint warriors who relied on the breath-gathering magic scroll produced by the [Madman Laboratory] to hide in the grass and rocks slowly appeared, and each glanced at each other, with a bit of luck in their hearts.

If the Extreme Dao powerhouse arrived, they would not be able to become invisible, but fortunately, this time, they were lucky.

Several people put on makeup and became ordinary refugees, and quickly marched in the direction of Chambord City.

They weren't worried about what threat these five moon-level powerhouses could pose to Chambord City.

As long as there are no extreme powerhouses, it is foolish for any force to attack the heavily guarded city of Chambord with an egg, because every Chambord warrior firmly believes that the defense of Chambord City is countless times stronger than that of St. Petersburg.

......

At the same time, more than eight hundred kilometers from the twin towers.

A boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old, mingling with the panicked crowd of civilians, marched towards Chambord City on a rainy night, one foot high and one low.

The young man had short black hair, was dressed in tatters, was barefoot, covered in mud and dirt, held a wooden stick in his hand, and supported a mother-in-law in her fifties beside him, mixed in with the crowd, his eyes were bright, and the panicked expression on his face was obviously disguised, and he looked around vigilantly, as if he was afraid of something.

This boy is none other than Piazon of the [Silver Moon Knight], one of the ten ruling knights of Zenit.

On the night of the city's destruction and bloodshed a day earlier, Piazon, after receiving a secret order from the chief knight Akinfeev, endured the humiliation, disguised himself, mixed in with the chaos, escaped from the northern gates, and after fleeing from the siege of the northern city, he ran all the way to the north to Chambord City.

Due to the barcelona's focus on hunting down the officers, nobles, samurai, and magicians of the Zenit Empire, Piazon did not dare to show his strength.

He saw with his own eyes six or seven seven-star warriors who tried to flee wildly with the power of their fighting spirit, but because of the aura of strength, they attracted the attention of the strong men of Barcelona and were chased and killed and fell one by one, and he also saw three or four five- and six-star magicians trying to escape by relying on the power of magic, and they also suffered death because of the leakage of the breath of power.

"The people of Barcelona seem to have some kind of way of sensing power fluctuations, and they can detect the fluctuations of magic and fighting power of more than three or four stars within a radius of thousands of miles at the first time, and they are really a very vicious means to hunt down and kill the elite figures on their own side and destroy the middle-level power of the empire. Moreover, even His Majesty Yasin could not get out, which means that there must be an extremely terrifying figure in the Barcelona Empire. ”

Piazon was a very intelligent young man.

After a period of observation, conclusions were quickly drawn.

He is not afraid of the pursuit of ordinary Barcelona powerhouses.

But if you encounter an extremely strong person, your own death is small, and you delay the transmission of the secret order, then you are the great sinner of the empire.

Therefore, although he was very anxious in his heart, he still controlled his anxiety very rationally, completely sealed his strength, relied on his physical strength, mixed with the refugees, and advanced towards the north step by step.

It's the dumbest way to do it.

But it's definitely a safe way.

After four or five hours, the sky has revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, the stars have disappeared, and a new day is coming.

The refugee crowd has moved very slowly, with less than 60 or 70 kilometers in the last four or five hours.

Although I couldn't see the burning city of St. Petersburg in the distance when I looked back, there were still Barcelona moon-level powerhouses in the sky from time to time turning into streamers and speeding figures, which should be chasing and killing the escaped Zenit strongmen, for these refugees, of course, the high-ranking powerhouses were not interested in hunting.

The ordinary army of the Barcelona Empire was dragged down by the gold and silver treasures and prosperity of the century-old city of St. Petersburg, and most of them were still immersed in the joy of burning, killing and looting.

The pleasure of trampling and ravaging a century-old city to the fullest, doing whatever it wants, and venting the negative emotions in one's heart is as crazy and obsessive for many men as the violent conquest of an iceberg beauty.

Piazon speculated that it would take another day, when the Barcelonans had 'digested' the city of St. Petersburg, and a large-scale manhunt would follow as scheduled.

So, the next day will be extremely critical.

"We must find a way to go to Chambord City as soon as possible and pass the secret order to the hands of the Chambord King, otherwise, once the Barcelona army invades the northern frontier and forms a siege of Chambord City, I am afraid that Chambord City will not last long, and it will be even more difficult to find the Chambord King to hand over the secret order to him. ”

Piazon pondered in his heart.

At this moment, streamers of light galloped in the sky, and several Barcelona moon-level powerhouses volleyed into the sky.

......

Banished Lands.

The post house district of the city of Bimon.

His Majesty Pope Ernst was standing in front of Sun Fei's retreat house, jumping to his feet and scolding his mother in Mandarin.

At this time, the pope is already a head of silver and white hair, his face is wrinkled, like a knife carving, and like a ravines and ravines caused by soil erosion on the Loess Plateau, the years are on his body, as if he is ten times faster than others, and it has only been a little more than a month, he has changed from an extremely handsome and elegant young man Fox to an old man who is about to die, the only difference is that his eyes are still extremely bright, and he is full of spirit when he scolds people.

Behind Ernst, Valkyrie Elena and the others were also anxious.

Torres' return brought about an update on the situation of the Zenit Empire in the Northern Regions.

The news of the invasion of the Barcelona people has been known to everyone in the Chambord City Mission, there is no doubt that the situation in Chambord City is also unprecedentedly severe, but His Majesty the King is still in retreat and cultivation, and he does not know when he will be able to get out of the customs, now all the events are crucial, and all the heads are waiting for Sun Fei to make a decision alone, although the left and right Prime Minister Best and Brooke can lead the civil and military officials in the country to operate, but such a major event, it is really not possible without His Majesty the King.

"Thirty-one days have passed, and this is the longest retreat Your Majesty has ever had. ”

"It's urgent, do you want to go in and wake up Your Majesty?"

"Yes, if the time is delayed for too long, I'm afraid it will be too late. ”

Pierce and Drogba were anxious and talked in private, trying to go in and wake up His Majesty.

"No, keep waiting. "Valkyrie Elena Tiandu is very clear that she must not disturb Sun Fei's cultivation.

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I'm so sorry, my dear brothers and sisters, about the update, which has disappointed you these days.

The schedule was so tight that I couldn't seem to code words in a volatile environment.

Go back and compensate.