Chapter 384: Let's Play the Zaofan Game
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"Absolutely hallucination! Absolutely impossible! Obviously she received a "thunder bomb" in the front, why ......" The horse-faced man struggled, covering his bloody right hand, which was affected by the explosion just now, it is undeniable that the "flying props" used by these black gloves are really powerful.
A-level powerhouses, no matter how they defend, can't withstand the damage caused by the "Thunder Bomb", and death is in an instant. And the S-level powerhouse can't be hit by so many "thunder bombs" at the same time at a zero distance like just now, because this weapon specially developed by Lord Earl can also trigger a chain reaction at close range, so that the power of the explosion will be raised to a higher level again.
This is also why, the horse-faced man still wants to kill the opponent with confidence when he finds out that his opponent may be an S-class. You must know that he himself is only at the level of A-level, and the companions who are with him today are at the same level as him, and a few others have reached the level of B-level.
I thought that as long as they had that secret weapon, the horse-faced man would be in the Earl's territory, even if they walked sideways, it would be no problem, but now it seems that this is just their wishful thinking.
Facing the female knights who were some "square" in front of them, the various members of the Black Hand Army did not have any fighting spirit at the moment to continue fighting, and they didn't even have the courage to escape.
As for Arvin, who had become "square" in every sense, he came to the horse-faced man and regretted, "Once the battle situation is unfavorable, you don't even have the ability to act? ā
"Let it go...... Let me live......" Maybe it's been too long since he said a word begging for mercy, and the horse-faced man's voice is a little distorted, but that doesn't prevent Arwin from hearing the other party's meaning clearly.
It has to be said that the horse-faced man has successfully caught the common fault of a true knight - not killing prisoners.
I saw the horse-faced man put his scimitar and the useless black brass in front of the female knight.
With the lead, the other black gloves did the same, like the female knight to show surrender.
This time, it made Alwyn more "square", although she had removed the effect of the "iron block" and her body had changed back to its original state, but her mood was still square.
The instinct of the knightess was telling her that she must not let go of these enemies who burned, killed, and plundered, but intellectually, her chivalry prevented her from throwing force against those who laid down their arms.
However, just when Alwyn was still hesitating, the horse-faced man and the other black gloves moved their heads in an instant, and the surprise that they thought they could survive was still on their faces. However, there is no way for them to change any of their expressions in the future.
When the fountain of blood was sprinkled all over the ground, the female knight reacted, and it turned out that at some point, Black Rose had arrived on the field to help her make a final decision.
Looking at the decisive Black Rose, Alwyn didn't know what to say, because she understood that the other party's behavior was impossible to do without Xia Zhe's permission, after all, Xia Zhe had always been very opposed to Black Rose, and if he took the initiative to harm any life, he would almost make Black Rose a vegetarian.
At this moment, the scene was eerily silent, and all the villagers stared blankly at everything in front of them, threatening them all the year round, and the nightmares who could not be seen for a lifetime actually died like this, died silently, died without movement.
But they didn't know what to do next, cheering or being afraid, for they were still Count Sidfi's subjects, and the Black Gloves were the Count's henchmen.
Now, the villagers, who have a little common sense, are beginning to worry about the darkness ahead.
"Dead, they just died?" As the only literate head in the village, Abbott was also confused.
When he was still in the heat of losing his child and the threat of not being able to survive, the sudden change also made him feel cold and helpless in front of him, especially when he fixed his eyes on the Black Rose who killed the Black Fitanist and the female knight who defeated the Black Fitani by an overwhelming margin.
"They're got blood on their hands, right?"
Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in Abbott's ear, "It's that they've always been so unscrupulous and doing evil in this land, right?"
"They are the ones who make everyone who wants to be reunited feel the sense of despair of having their families broken, right?"
A series of three questions clearly echoed in the ears of the villagers, and even aroused the anger and sadness that the villagers had buried in their hearts for a long time.
"Yes, it's all the fault of the mafia, without them, we would have enjoyed the warmth of family in those humble houses, and without them, there would be no sadness and crying in this land...... No, it should be that without the words of Count Sidfe, our life would be incomparably better!" The fat village chief, with a wound, came to the villagers, and said something rebellious that no one had ever said before.
But the villagers were red-eyed and did not have any objection, and for the first time they felt that Abbott was such a competent and trustworthy village chief.
"Overthrow the dark reign of Count Sidfe!"
"Down with the tyrant who wants to tear our family apart - Sidfi!"
Unconsciously, the villagers shouted very radical slogans, whether it was because of the long-term oppression, which aroused their resistance, or because of the collective death of the black man, so that they had to fight for their lives for the next possible revenge of the earl, in short, these fires have already burned, and it is believed that it will not be long before the entire western border of the empire will be ignited.
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After the excitement, there is the cruelty of the incomparably reality, Abbott is not like those peasants who have no political and military vision, he understands very well that they are now simply looking for death without people, without weapons, without organization, without support.
But these 200 or so villagers with high morale don't care so much, they just want to beat the perverted old earl hard, and then take back their children and return to their old lives.
Looking at the villagers who were dismantling the huge carriages and rescuing the captured children, as well as the villagers who were digging deep pits to bury the detached black man, Abbott felt that he would not be able to calm down unless he died.
Moreover, whenever the fat village chief stops his eyes on those eight-member groups that suddenly appear with unknown origins and force them to a "dead end", Abbott's mood is very complicated.
Therefore, after arranging some things in the village, the village chief Abbott took Xia Zhe and his party to his wooden house and began to ask the other party for some things that he urgently needed now.