In the western part of the Brilliant City, on Guild Street, which is far away from the palace, large and small forces have all started to act in full swing. Whether it's the Magic Guild, the Mercenary Guild or the Thieves' Guild, it is inevitable to maintain a cooperative relationship with the Rhoderan government to gain a foothold in Myerte, and now that Myrt City has been destroyed, it is natural to have to do a part in it. The management of the personnel of the Magic Guild and the Thieves' Guild is relatively strict, and they summoned people to rush to the rescue in Dongcheng District at the first time, and the mercenary union also reacted quickly, issuing dozens of urgent tasks, and offering a high reward to recruit mercenaries to suppress the riots in the city, and cooperate with the city guards to maintain social order.

In order to facilitate the mercenary teams coming and going, the other side of the entire guild street is full of hotels and post stations of different specifications.

The situation of the hotels diagonally opposite the mercenary union is generally the same, except for the only three floors. This layer is completely covered by a large mercenary group, just like their name that is incompatible with ordinary mercenary groups - the big mercenary group, the current state is also diametrically opposed to the busy scene outside, the people on the entire floor are almost immobile, and each mercenary does not care about the work of receiving a high bounty at all, just concentrating on wiping weapons and sorting out equipment.

And the youth leader of this mercenary group with a strange name was sitting by the window at the moment, looking at the mercenary union across the street in a daze.

“……”

He carried an open book in one hand, rubbed the pair of eagle-shaped pendants on his chest with the other, and seemed to whisper something in his mouth.

"Captain!"

At this moment, a man ran up at the top of the staircase, and the mercenary guarding the door let him in. The man immediately came to the head of the mercenary group and showed a mission statement issued by the mercenary union, "I have received the task, and I have verified the publisher." ”

The youth leader came back to his senses, snapped the book, and then took the task description. He looked down and asked, "Martial Arts Conference?" ”

"Yes, Captain, the venue of the martial arts conference."

When the surrounding mercenaries heard the movement here, they all raised their heads and looked at the young regiment leader who was not yet middle-aged.

"Okay, let's do it." The youth leader confirmed the content of the mission, and immediately nodded, "It's a pity that it's also a monument." ”

"As long as Rodland can hold a martial arts tournament as usual. Changing venues is no big deal. The man on the side, who was a head taller than him, stood up and said in an authentic imperial accent. What he is carrying in his hand is a hexagonal stick hammer that ordinary people can't reach, and being able to become the deputy head of the regiment is mostly due to the prestige it has accumulated.

The youth leader nodded, he was also very fond of the martial arts conference, but he wished that the martial arts conference could be held in another place. Every year in the martial arts conference, he has to run from the easternmost side of the continent to the westernmost side, and he complains about this long distance for more than a day or two.

Turning, he beckoned to the members of the mercenary group. He opened his mouth and instructed: "According to what we said in advance, no one is allowed to mess around." As long as the mission is completed, leave the city of Mierte, and play however you want. ”

"Have a good meal!" "A few more girls!" The mercenaries coaxed a couple of words.

The youth leader laughed, his two major hobbies in life were thoroughly explored by these guys.

"Then it's settled."

He carried a two-handed sword on his back, an iron shield with a horn emblem, and finally a halberd.

"The Great Mercenary Regiment. Let's go! ”

In the open space next to the Arsenal Cathedral, the spiral ray that was so hot that it evaporated the air whistled, and in the sharp grinding sound, it instantly pierced the heroic creature holding the giant shield.

This is the first time that the Guardian of the Giant Shield has been attacked at the same time. Green was taken aback and used his fastest speed to strengthen the Nian Qi barrier.

And just with this breath, the front mental qi barrier was melted by the rays like foam in the sun.

Soul light! This Nima is at least a seven-ring magic!

Green was so shocked that he was stunned, and the layer after layer of mental qi barrier in his hand was desperately blocked, but the number of rays conquered was faster than he refreshed, and in the blink of an eye, he had broken through thirteen layers of defense, seeing that there was only a thin layer of pale yellow left in front of him, Green gritted his teeth, and almost planned to give up the mental qi barrier and directly use the holy sword blade to resist, but at this moment, the white-haired old man who was protected by Green suddenly took a step, and an extra almost transparent spear in his hand was thrown out suddenly, almost grazing Green's cheek and disappearing.

Phew――

The spiral-shaped rays of power seemed to have their tails cut off, dissipating from back to front and into the void at the last moment that Green could support.

The last barrier on Green's chest shattered with a thud, scattered like broken glass, and then vanished into nothingness, and the Guardian of the Giant Shield, who had been pierced by the rays earlier, returned to the Valhalla without saying a word. Some of the detached Golden Lunga lords gasped for air on their knees, and in addition to a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, it was more unbelievable.

Dare to love this old man, can he fight?

He bent over and looked back at the white-haired old man with a sad expression.

This white-headed old man who suddenly appeared is obviously inseparable from the Hope Sect, and the first pope of the Hope Sect is the Arsenal of the head of the three giants of the new society, and the other two are also in important positions in the Hope Church. Green benefited from Sadrow, one of the Big Three, and thought he had nothing to repay, so he helped Hope to express his affection, but now it seems that he has done something excessive.

As soon as they raised their hands and killed the enemy target from this distance, I still can't resist an attack here.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm surprised that you can resist the heat and light for three seconds." The old man once again saw what Green was thinking, and explained with a little innocence, "Hmm...... Let's put it this way, I can take it safely, but if you hadn't taken the lead and used the giant shield, the summon itself, and your defensive walls, I wouldn't have had a chance to counter them, and the rest of the situation would have been very passive. ”

Thermo-rayed? Well? Isn't that the magic of the Holy White?

"So I want to thank you, little Jolesmenna, for coming to Mierte. It did me a great favor. ”

Oh, yes.

Green scratched his head and giggled and even said that nothing was within his bounds......

I should be your brother-in-law! You can stop it, but I said it earlier, I'm about to pee in this life, okay?

The young man roared in his heart for a while, and silently turned his head to rest and recover his strength, he really didn't want to be seen through by this old monster anymore.

Probably because Green's love is too obvious, even Her Royal Highness the princess can see the signs this time. Ran over from the old man's side, stretched out his little hand to support Green's arm, "Mr. Green! ”

Greenfield let out an "um".

"You were so brave just now."

So Green straightened up immediately, and this time it was a good deal.

Putting aside the young lord who was cheered by the words of Her Royal Highness the princess for the time being, the assassination team started the operation again. Obviously, they didn't expect that the outer blow that day would not be able to shoot the old man, and the entire assassination process stalled for a moment. However, the lead assassin was not slow to react, and he immediately corrected the order, and the other assassins entangled the four stick-wielding men. He cautiously watched the old man's every move, and at the same time reached into his arms, as if he had touched something.

The magic around him fluctuated violently for a moment, and at the same moment, the sky, which had just been clear, gradually became cloudy, and the light gradually dimmed.

"Notice that the man seems to be sending some kind of signal."

The old man, who was ready to speak openly and honestly, spoke out to warn Green. Green, who had recovered his breath, immediately erected his holy sword and waited for him. But as he stared at the Assassin leader, Green suddenly felt something strange. Seems...... As if he had seen this man somewhere.

Where have you seen it?

Green stared at the man and frowned, he had a hunch that he wouldn't see the man for more than a week.

The week he went through was after entering the royal city of Mierte, which was nothing more than meeting with the brothers and sisters of Beard and Yang, during which he also went to the Morse trading market to meet the champion of tricks and death. Later, at the invitation of the big-faced earl, he went to the venue of the martial arts conference, with a learning mentality...... Watch Samael fighting his teacher...... How to die......

Wait, martial arts conventions?

"I remember!" Green exclaimed under his breath, finally remembering when he had seen the figure. After a marksmanship match, Green stumbles upon the necromancer Sandru. The person who was with Sandru at the time suddenly disappeared, and nine times out of ten the mistakes made by Green when he tracked down, he was secretly in the way.

That's him!

"Sir, that Assassin leader has something to do with Deya, please be careful." Complaining is complaining, and Green will never be rash when it is time to be angry.

"Deya?" The old man, who had always been unfazed, finally showed a little solemnity on his face, "But if I'm not mistaken, it's an assassin sent by the Empire." ”

Imperials?

Green jerked his head up, and a bold idea struck him. He turned to the old man, who seemed to think of this at the same time, and looked at Green and saw the amazing possibility in each other's minds.

The world of the dead of Kroneth has joined forces with the land where the golden lion reigns!?

Dark clouds obscured the daylight in the sky, and at the right time a thunderbolt sounded, which frightened the little girl's body to tremble. Green subconsciously raised his head and saw the lightning in the dim sky, as if this sudden terrifying thought had pierced the traditional thoughts, as if to herald a chilling autumn rain was coming.

But how is this possible?

Green frowned, the war between black and white was coming, and the empire would be one of the biggest victims, if it was allied with Deya, how could it suffer such a blow? Moreover, in his previous life, he had never heard of the Empire sending people into Mierte to assassinate members of the Hope Sect in such a grand manner.

But before he could figure out what to do, there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, accompanied by a sudden strong wind that swept across the entire church. Resisting the wind, Green looked up for some reason, as if he had seen a huge eye in the dark clouds.

"In heaven!"

The young man's loud warning was drowned out in the thunder that erupted from the friction of the dark clouds as they swirled. The electric current, which was almost visible to the naked eye, quickly gathered, and only the dark clouds that shrouded the sky above rotated into a high-power generator at full speed, and the unprecedented thick plasma formed and fell in the very center.

With the momentum of Thunderball! (To be continued......)