Chapter 493: Robbers
"If one day all your goals succeed - will you return to the ordinary?" the female voice asked Abay Lou over and over again.
"What a joke. Abaylou grinned and said, "There is no such good thing in this world." β
"Even if you are in a desperate situation, the corpses are separated, the blood is flowing all over the floor, and the liver and intestines are broken?" the woman asked.
"The reason I don't give in is because it doesn't happen again. Abaylou was still smiling.
The Iron Maiden was still draining his blood.
"I see, you will be saved. The woman sighed.
......
This is the Gobi Desert, which is only a dozen kilometers away from the mud town.
Farlar lay limply on the blood-soaked sand, he had thought that the Van Syde would not be easily penetrated, he was too naΓ―ve.
He lost......
No, in the process of confronting Abayr, he himself lost - he lost without any objections, and from the very beginning, he could not have won.
"Bastard, ahh "You wicked bastard, Ahhh
......
Twenty minutes before this happened.
Whiteblade rode a Pegasus and rushed towards the Ministry of Holy War, and explained what she had encountered in the simplest way - the two holy maidens had disappeared, completely disappeared in the absence of any open space.
"You said the Holy Maiden is missing, and there is no trace of it, have you used the Holy Stone?" asked the cardinal anxiously.
"I used it. The white blade took out the white stone and said helplessly: "Save as you can see, it has no reaction at all." I promise, it's not broken, it's just not detectable to the two holy women. β
What is the difference between the stone that cannot detect the saint and two useless white pebbles!
"Show me. The cardinal took the white sacred stone and probed it with a spell.
"Isn't this just a white pebble?" the cardinal asked, looking up in confusion, realizing that something was wrong, and a slightly terrible thought echoed in his mind, "You're not a white-bladed ......"
"Hahahaha, I'm not a white blade. The long knife was white-bladed, and the woman smiled gently, but the long knife had already passed through the cardinal's chest, so gently, like a lover's touch, "Flesh and blood are always so fragile, I don't understand why Abay Lou is so attached to the human body." β
"Are you...... Shadow ...... "The cardinal held the blade in his chest, and the pain of piercing his heart made him unable to even feel the cut on his hand.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just an ordinary avenger, even if I hate you, I'm still willing to let you die without pain, isn't this love?" The woman smiled gently: "You can't take Abaylou away, this is what the Shadow Emperor said." β
The cardinal tried to urge the ring in his hand, but found that his finger was missing.
The woman was holding the ringed finger, sticking out her snake-like tongue and swallowing it into her stomach.
"Being clever is not allowed. "I am only the first to open my eyes, and remember that the mistakes of the Holy See will never make up for the suffering we have endured for the past three hundred years." β
The cardinal stepped out of the moving tent, and the soldiers around him didn't notice what was happening inside the tent.
"Call Farlar, I have something to say. The cardinal said.
"But...... Lord Farlar is setting up ......," the herald hesitated. Farrar told them not to bother him.
"It's okay, I don't need it anyway. The cardinal waved his hand and said, "Tell Farrar that it's about the Holy Maiden." β
"Good ......" The herald hesitated, but went to find Falar.
Soon, Farrar was in the tent, the cardinal fiddling with the map, and the indifferent white blade standing next to him. The two men ignored each other, and Farrar brushed shoulders with Whiteblade.
"Cardinal, what's going on?" Farrar asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with the Holy Maiden......?"
"Something did happen, we were careless. The cardinal nodded cautiously and said, "There is no trace of the two saints in the southwest. β
Farrar slapped the table, and the pieces on the cardinal's map shook slightly. He said angrily, "What the hell is going on, the Holy Stone?"
"Here, you see for yourself. The cardinal threw the Holy Stone in his bosom to Faral.
Farrar picked up the Holy Stone, but the Holy Stone didn't react at all, he knew it was the real Holy Stone.
"Impossible, impossible...... Falar broke out in a cold sweat, if something happened to the Holy Maiden, he would be burdened with great responsibility to prevent the rescue of the Holy Maiden, "Impossible, even if it turns into a corpse, the Holy Stone can be found." β
The corners of the cardinal's mouth curled slightly, and he gently slammed the table.
"Look here, Falar, what do you think of the terrain we're in right now?" said the cardinal, pointing to the map.
It is a curved cliff, and the top of the mountain covers the path that must be passed, like a large umbrella.
"It is very vulnerable to attack, and if there is an enemy ambush, it is impossible to run at all. The cardinal suddenly exclaimed, "What are you doing!"
Farrar turned his head quickly, and saw the White Blade stabbing at him with a long knife in his hand.
"Personal vendettas, white blade, are you ready to go to court. Farrar quickly pulled out his scepter, ready to block the White Blade's attack, and in order to stabilize his body in the hurry, Farrard's other hand was pestled on the cardinal's table.
White Blade, it shouldn't be this kind of person, her attack is too quiet. Farrar always had a sense of disobedience.
There was an excruciating pain in Faral's palm, and he turned his head to see the cardinal smiling, holding a flaming dagger of white flames.
The white blade turned into black smoke in front of the shield, and it dispersed as soon as it was blown.
"How does it feel to be stabbed by your own weapon? It's really a little unwilling, obviously Abay Lou's injury is ten thousand times greater than yours, but it's a pity that I don't have time to play with you, young man. The cardinal said, holding the hilt of the dagger.
Fallar, at this moment, knew that it was too late.
"Who are you?" he only wanted to know.
The cardinal's face melted, revealing a face that stunned Faral.
"An old woman can be your ancestor. The woman sneered and said, "I know you can't kill you, you still have hole cards, but I should be able to show you what's going on outside." β
The woman pulled out the dagger she carried with her and stabbed it into Falar's heart.
Divine Blessing triggers.
"At this moment, everyone knows that the dignified number one paladin Farar was almost driven to death. β
The power in Falar's body exploded, shattering everything in the mobile tent, and the woman still sat on the stool, elegantly watching everything that was happening outside.
"No! give Abaylou back!" Farrar tried to break free of his palm, but was pinned to the table, unable to move.
"You are the toy I left for Abayr, I don't understand why you always provoke Abailou so incompetently, obviously you can't compare to him anywhere. The woman smiled coldly and kicked Farrard, stepping him off the tent and onto the ground, and the black high heels pressed Farrar with a sharp pain in his chest.
The carriage was completely shattered.
"You think you can compete with Abaylou, but you are so weak that you make people laugh. β