In 1350 A.D., in ancient Rome, on a late autumn morning, a thick fog enveloped the ancient city, and the streets were very deserted due to the plague.

On the damp stone road, two figures walked. The two men were dressed in black clergy uniforms, and their faces were covered by large hats, making it difficult to see their true faces. The two of them walked very fast, and apart from the occasional pause to pull out a sheepskin map to confirm the direction, the two did not communicate at all.

After the two of them had passed, two more figures emerged from the thick fog, dressed in the sleek garb of the papal inquisitor. The standard cross sword of the Inquisitor Legion hangs from his waist.

"Hurry up, Benelli, those two heretics have just walked past here, and I can already smell the stench coming from them. The elder Heber said, "How dare these abominable heretics come to Rome and see that I don't get them out to-day." ”

"But captain Hebrew, we have been chasing for a day and a night, and we have not even seen the shadow of the infidels. Benelli grumbled. "As the captain, you are a third-level judge, and I am a first-level judge! I can't stand it after running like this for a day and a night!" Bernelli muttered in his heart.

"Benelli, you think that this is a great disrespect to God, and do you want to allow the pagans to wander around the holy place of Rome with such swagger, and no pagan is allowed to exist in Rome. Hebrew snapped. And the purge of every heathen is our unshirkable duty as judges. Seeing the resolute eyes of the Hebrews, Bonelli did not dare to say anything, he had been with the Hebrew captain for three years, and he knew too well that his captain hated the infidels to the core. Whenever you see a heretic, you must kill them quickly. Knowing that even resistance would be useless, Benelli had no choice but to lift his spirits and quicken his running pace to catch up with the captain.

At the same time, the two figures in the clergy's uniform in front of them stopped, and one of them pulled out a sheepskin map to check it, and said, "This is it." ”

"Hey, old man, I've followed you all the way to Europe from the Black Death, from Jerusalem to San Marino to Paris, and from Paris to Rome. You've said this many times. There were a lot of fights, but we didn't even see the shadow of the 'slaughter'. Another person said, judging by the man's voice, this person should not be very old. "The three-year period that the king has given us is not far off. When the time comes, we can't find the 'slaughter', so we can only go to the king with our heads up. ”

"Don't worry! This map was obtained from the wife of the presiding judge, Matilda, and it is absolutely infallible. The figure called the old man replied: "And Pei Min, don't call me old man, you are hundreds of years older than me!"

"Haha!" 'Mr. Baiyun' why should he care about being two hundred years old. Pei Min smiled. "Isn't this hoping to find the 'Slaughter' as soon as possible so that I can go back and explain to the king?"

"Mr. Pei, you are the famous 'Sword Saint'. Don't you know how to feel the strangeness around you?"

"In terms of spells, I, Pei Min, am far behind Mr. Chen Tuan. Pei Min said. "Please also ask Mr. Chen Tuan to make it clear. ”

"In Rome today, the Black Death is rampant, and there is a smell of death everywhere, but there is no smell of death in this place, on the contrary, there is a unique smell of holy light in the Holy See. Although it is very well disguised with spells, it is inevitable that a trace of holy light will leak out after a long time. And don't you think the blacksmith who was making iron at the blacksmith shop is a little familiar?" Chen Tuan pointed to the blacksmith shop not far away.

Pei Min's eyes followed Chen Tuan's hand and looked into the distance, looking at the blacksmith who was sweating like rain, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. "Hussein!" suddenly Pei Min blurted out.

"Yes! I remember!" Chen Tuan smiled: "Now you believe that the 'Wild Slaughter' must be here!"

"MD! Isn't it just an alien, is he guarded by a ninth-level paladin?" Pei Min scolded. "Now it looks like there's a big fight. If you paddle again this time, old man, we may have to confess to the city of Rome. ”

"Don't worry, Pei Jiansheng, I don't want to die in a foreign land. Although you and I are both people who have died once. After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled. I walked towards the blacksmith shop.

"These two distinguished guests, are you going to build weapons or farm tools?" asked Hussein without looking up.

"Lord Hussein, we are here to find the 'Slaughter'. Chen Tuan said.

After hearing what Chen Tuan said, the hammer in Hussein's hand stopped. Slowly raised his head to look at Chen Tuan and Pei Min, after seeing their green eyes under the brim of their hats. He said, "Zombies, you're chasing you to Rome." What a guts. ”

"Lord Hussein, this is a bad statement, it is not called chasing, isn't this 'slaughter' also captured by the people of your Holy See from our Huaxia?" Chen Tuan said. "We're just here to 'extradite' him back home. ”

"This kind of butcher of 'Wild Slaughter', even if he wants to send it back to your Huaxia, it should be the people of your Huaxia 'Dragon Group', and it is not your turn to come as a monster. Hussein said. "You don't want to rob the prison, do you? But you're too naïve, and you're trying to snatch the 'slaughter' from me. It's whimsical. The two of you are not going back to Huaxia today. Hussein stretched out his right hand forward, and there was a ripple in the air. Then he drew a cross-sword from the ripples in his right hand.

"Old man, I'll go and hold him back, and you'll support me in the back. Pei Min pounced on Hussein as he spoke, and at the same time drew the long sword in his hand and stabbed Hussein in the neck. Just as the tip of the sword was about to stab Hussein, Hussein's left palm was blocking the tip of Pei Min's sword, and the palm and the tip of the sword made a crisp sound of gold and iron. "I said, you two little third-generation zombies are going to die in front of me," Hussein said contemptuously. At the same time, the palm of his left hand was together, grabbing the tip of Pei Min's sword. The cross heavy sword in his right hand slashed towards Pei Min's waist like a big windmill. Without any skill, the cross-sword shone with a holy glow, the light of the Templars' characteristic divine vindictiveness. However, at this time, there was no trace of panic in Pei Min's eyes, and the two eyes that shone with green light looked at Hussein's feet. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Old man, the mechanism is at his feet." ”