Just when the people in the entire Lingcheng were paying attention to the final of this grand event, Lingcheng, a bustling city with people all the year round, seemed to be particularly deserted.

The deacon, wearing the mask of the Black Iron Rakshasa was still wearing his usual black robes, and at this time he was standing on the outskirts of the Spirit City, and the straw that was too tall rose and fell regularly with the wind, hiding him in it. And not far away, the prison of Lingcheng was seated.

Beside him stood a lean man with a mustache, but his remarkably young face made it impossible to tell his exact age.

"Son, it's time to fulfill your promise and help me get my brothers out today, right?" said the lean little man.

"Of course, President Morrow. After all, we put your brother in prison this time, and it is only natural to rescue your brothers now. "The deacon didn't feel guilty at all because he had cheated the people of the Little Knife Club before. In his words, he honestly admitted that he had instructed the matter, and he didn't feel that it was wrong.

"Hmph, that's fine. The thin man was Mo Luo, the president of the Little Knife Society, Mo Luo snorted coldly, and he couldn't say anything even if he was angry at the straightforward words of the person in front of him.

Because he understands what kind of power this man who has always worn a black iron mask has behind him.

"My people are already in the vicinity, and I'll signal as soon as the action starts. Moro said in a cold voice.

"No, no, I think President Morrow must have misunderstood something. The deacon shook his head lightly and said, "This time we won't use the power of the Knife Society, just leave everything to us." Of course, President Moro still needs to follow him personally, or it would be bad if he missed any of his brothers. “

Moro nodded and said, "Okay, that's it." But let me make it clear that no matter how tricky you try, I won't join you in the same way. So about the previous proposal, I advise Childe not to have any thoughts. ”

"Hahahaha, those things are easy to say! I'm not a bandit leader, I just want to find some like-minded partners, how can it be difficult for a strong man?" the deacon waved his hand and said with a laugh, his tone relaxed and the heavy face of Mo Luo.

"So much for the best. "Where would Moro believe it, he was still very wary of this mysterious guy in his heart.

Just as the two of them were hiding in the field to observe the situation in the prison in the distance, a fog filled the air, and then a teenager walked out of the fog.

"Returning to Gongzi, the garrison strength of the prison has indeed been greatly reduced today. ”

"Oh, lark, well done. Inform everyone that you can get to work!" The deacon nodded, then turned to Moro and said, "President Morrow, I still have to apologize first. It was indeed our fault before, that the one sent to contact you was arrogant, trying to make you break the rules of the city and lose the recognition of the kingdom. It is against our principles to force you to join, so I have criticized him afterwards. ”

Mo Luo waved his hand and said, "None of this matters, now the Knife Society has a precedent for not following the rules of the town, so it has been suppressed a lot. This kind of thing can't be solved with an apology, and even then I don't plan to join you. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's clean up the mess we made, and we'll find a way to compensate you enough. After saying that, the deacon walked forward, "Let's go, now we will settle the matter first." ”

Just as the deacon took a step, countless black shadows in the rice field galloped towards the prison, and the deacon walked leisurely, quite a bit of the bearing of holding the authority of the world.

Mo Luo, who was following behind him, saw the momentum that the deacons inadvertently revealed, and sighed secretly: "In this era, even if you are the true son of heaven, what if you are not a Han man's world, and there is no room for a Han man like you." ”

Just as they were approaching the prison, the sound of fighting came from inside the prison. This made the deacon stop, and he waved the lark to his side again.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you were going to sneak in? Why did there be a large-scale conflict?"

"Returning to Gongzi, our people haven't taken action yet. ”

Hearing the lark's words, the deacon crossed his waist and looked at the tall prison wall and sighed, "What day is today? Why is it so lively here?"

After saying that, the executive jumped and took the lead on the wall, and then Mo Luo stepped on the top of the city wall and looked down, and finally there was another look in his eyes.

"This ...... What are these things?"

Under the mask of the deacon, you can't see any expression. However, his voice was lowered, "If I'm not mistaken, these should be something called a demon." ”

I saw that inside the wall, the prison guards formed a defensive line at the gate of the prison, and they were all equipped with standard magic guns, and energy bullets were constantly shooting out from the muzzle of the guns, which was very large on the enemies who were fighting with them.

And the enemy they are facing at this time...... How to put it, it can barely be said that it is human. They are human because they are in human form, but they are pitch-black and have hard armor, thick limbs with long claws, and their heads, although they look very human, but their scarlet eyes and teeth are more hideous than wolves, and they cannot be classified as human no matter how you look at them.

The stumps and bones are everywhere, and it can be seen that the prison guards have suffered some casualties after a short period of contact with the demons. These demons seem to be extremely bloodthirsty, and the guards who died tragically have been reduced to their rations.

"Majin ......" Moro still didn't come back to his senses, "what the hell is that?"

"I don't know the specifics, but I've heard that the Xiluo people have been engaged in some evil research. And this kind of demon is one of them, you can understand it as a modified person, because they were all human beings. ”

"Ever?"

"Well, it's probably just a weapon of war now. After saying that, the deacon jumped down first, and with a sword drawn from his waist, he slashed at these monsters from behind.

"Kill the !!" There was a neat shout, and the black shadows on the wall followed closely behind the deacon, instantly intersecting with these sharp teeth and claws.

Morrow was close enough to see clearly. The people who came with the deacons were all uniformly dressed, with black armor and bright straight knives, and the key point was that they also wore black iron masks on their faces.

The only difference is that their masks are not rakshasas, but another kind of hideous demon.

"Is this the Blackface Army? It looks well-trained, and it is indeed very powerful. However, compared to the Empire, it is still a bit of an egg hitting a stone. "Moro has no intention of making a move, since the deacon promised him to save people, then he should help.

Both waves are the same black, one wearing a demon mask, and the other under the mask are all different people, and they all share a common goal, which is to follow the Lord to fulfill his ambitions.

One side is covered in pitch black scales, and his face is hideous and terrifying, although they are all the same evil ghosts at this time, but I don't know if they were also different people with their own lives?

However, at this time, the people present did not have time to think about such a question. Because these demons, who are like real demons, their strength and speed are far beyond ordinary people, and after close contact, the black-faced army has suffered a lot.

For the first time, the sword of the despotant did not cut through the fine layer of armor on the opponent's body, but only left a deep sword mark on it.

Such a strong force was indeed beyond his expectations, and then the demon's claws quickly forked into his chest, and after the deacon held it with his sword, he once again felt the same unexpected power of the other party.

"Sure enough, as rumored, those crazy guys really made this kind of monster?" The executive said secretly, after a sword retreated from the demon in front of him, two sword gangs slashed out in a row, and two sword qi slashed at the demon man's chest one after another.

The demon fell to the ground with a scream, but quickly got back to his feet again. Although a large hole was cut on his chest, looking at the wriggling flesh around him, the deacon understood that this thing was only afraid that it still had a strong self-healing ability.

"It's really difficult. The deacon stepped out in two steps, and the long sword contained qi, stabbed into the opponent's throat, and then twisted, taking advantage of the opponent's serious injury before fully recovering, cut off the head.

These monsters have no blood, and are just lumps of flesh that move on the ball. What's even more strange is that after death, the body seemed to evaporate with a faint black mist, and the corpse actually disintegrated into tiny black particles like crystals, drifting towards the sky with the black mist.

The deacon looked at this scene, and his eyes under the mask showed a thoughtful look: "What is the principle, how to transform a living person into such an unknown existence?"

At this time, although there are not many such monsters on the field, there are only more than thirty, including the prison guards and the black-faced army, a total of more than 100 people, but there is nothing these demons can do.

"Hey, masked ones, where are you coming from?" shouted the guards, who had stopped shooting by this time.

The deacon replied, "When the road is uneven, draw a sword to help!"

"Huh......" A guard with a gun exhaled and said to the elderly guard next to him, "Brother, we should be in a wave, right? Great, we have helpers to deal with these monsters." ”

", you look at the outfits of these people, all wearing masks, and they don't show their true faces, and they don't think they're good people. "This man is older, and he has more knowledge than young people.

"But it doesn't matter, there are only about 20 of us, and there is no helper who is afraid that these black skins will be killed in a few minutes." The old guard continued, "We are here just to find a stable job and support our family. There's no need to give your life here, no matter what the source of these black-faced people is, now if we want to live, we will stand on a front with them!"

"Lao Liang is right!"

"Brother Liang is right, I don't want to die!"

The old guard, who was called Lao Liang, nodded, and then said loudly, "On the other side! Thank you for your righteous action! I see that you are strong in martial arts, and we have advanced magic guns on our side! You see that this is okay, you are responsible for blocking these monsters in front, and we will shoot in the back." ”