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The archers, who had been at a loss in the clouds, now heard Bishop Melk's shouting, and immediately shot the arrows in his hands without thinking.

Just after one wave, they regretted it.

Faced with the threat of bows and arrows, Zhang Fan naturally made the most normal reaction of ordinary people and raised the human shield in his hand.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and the original Viscount of Tielebao immediately turned into a porcupine.

"Oh my God! What have we all done? ”

Several knights were immediately in confusion, and there was a commotion among the soldiers.

"Spirits?"

A middle-aged knight at the head stared at Bishop Melk with his eyes, but a word flashed in his heart.

Naturally, he knew that among these clerics, there were even special spells that could form speech spirits and make the recipients completely obey their orders.

And, in any case, it would have been too risky to order the arrows to be released when the Viscount had been captured.

'Could it be that he is specifically extinguishing his mouth, and there is another hidden secret?' ’

The old knight thought so, but at this time he could only roar and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

In any case, the other party and Bishop Melk are the main responsible persons for the death of the viscount this time, and neither of them can be spared!

"Dead?"

Zhang Fan fought and retreated all the way, and his expression was also very incredible: "This should be their lord, right?" Could it be that people in the West are so fierce and unyielding? ”

But he didn't have the time to think about it anymore, because in the next moment, a knight in iron armor launched a terrifying charge against him.

Bang!

The unity of men and horses, the iron armor, and the fact that he is extraordinary, the power of this charge is obviously not something that Zhang Fan can resist.

With just a slight touch, the shipowner, who was too skillful, flew upside down, and the soft sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Judge you!"

On the other side, several priests worked together to subdue the previous magician.

"What are you still stunned about, occupy this big ship immediately, and don't let anyone leave!"

The old knight commanded loudly, and then looked at Bishop Melk: "Now that Lord Viscount is dead, this is the first viscount to be murdered since the establishment of the kingdom!" Bishop, I'm afraid that none of us here will be able to leave until the matter is clarified! ”

"I know that!"

Bishop Melk gestured and said with a reverent expression: "Viscount Tieleburg died heroically in the bloody battle against the infidels, and his soul will be accepted by our lord and go to the eternal realm!" ”

"Kill!"

Behind them, many soldiers who had already figured out the cause and effect and had red eyes rushed onto the treasure ship......

……

The murder of a viscount of the kingdom alone was enough to send it to the king's desk, not to mention, a gang of infidels.

It didn't take long for Wu Ming, who was far away in the royal capital, to learn the news.

"A team of strangers? Suspected murder of the Viscount of Tiereburg? ”

Now he naturally has a feeling that the upgrade of the universe is not clear, but the Thorl continent has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The end of the original world disappears, and one or even several larger worlds merge into it.

And this group of people is obviously the first batch of outsiders.

"Interesting! It's so much fun! ”

Wu Ming saw the description of the black hair and black eyes above, as well as the description from an ancient oriental country, etc., and an interested expression appeared on his face.

"Kalitan!"

He whispered, and the leader of the Night's Watch emerged silently from the darkness: "What command, my master?" ”

"Regarding the real cause of death of the Viscount of Tieleburg, investigate thoroughly!"

Next to Wu Ming, there was not only one letter from the raven, and next to the official document, there were also some private messages, which described the scene of the death of the Viscount of Tielebao in an immersive way, which made people feel as if they were deliberately killed and killed by mistake.

'It seems...... The recent series of measures against the church is still a little too kind......

Thinking of some diehards and resistors in the church, a cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.

After thinking about it, he commanded again: "All the people on that ship must be escorted to the royal capital without leakage, and I will interrogate them one by one!" ”

Obviously, everything in the interrogation is fake, and obtaining first-hand information about the Eastern Continent and its empire is his real purpose.

"Your will will be carried out!"

Kalitan bowed and retreated into the darkness.

……

What Wu Ming didn't know was that the visitors to the Thor Continent were not only Trek sailors from the East.

Buzzing!

On the west side of the continent, somewhere in the wilderness, the void twisted and a translucent door appeared.

A white-robed, blond-haired, blue-eyed, snow-white winged divine envoy Shi Shiran walked out of the portal and surveyed the sky and land.

"According to the oracle...... Our world has expanded and added new blood! ”

He had a handsome countenance, indistinguishable from male and female, and imbued with a taste of divinity.

"Now it seems that the new blood is this big island? There is also a kingdom above, ruled by a sanctuary......"

A thoughtful look flashed on the face of the divine envoy: "...... It is necessary to investigate well and pass the news to our Lord. ”

……

Squeak!

The prisoner cart opened, and Zhang Fan, who looked sluggish, was dragged down from above.

Ever since the nobleman died at his hands, he knew that something was wrong.

Sure enough, after a brief period of confusion, the soldiers went crazy and arrested his entire boatload and put him in prison, where he ate only a pitiful black bread that was only enough for a rat to feed every day, and Zhang Fan estimated that he would definitely be hanged.

Even in his kingdom, the assassination of nobles such as Dr. Qing must be punished with capital punishment.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party did not execute him immediately, but put them in a prisoner cart and kept hurrying.

Now, he finally knew why.

The conquering king demanded that they be brought to the royal capital and judged in person!

Well, to be honest, even if you know that you can't escape the death penalty, it is also a good psychological comfort to be able to postpone it for a little time.

It's just that when he arrived at the royal capital, he couldn't help but marvel at the layout and planning here: "I can't imagine that the western barbarian state has such a magnificent capital......"

"My proprietor......

The magician next to him had two dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were all bloodshot: "Aren't you worried about our situation at all?" ”

As a shipman, he was also given 'preferential treatment' by the cell bosses.

Because he treats him as a wizard, he is also treated as a wizard, and when he wants to close his eyes and rest, there is always a puddle of cold water poured on his head, in short, he is not allowed to rest well.

This is because the spell casting of wizards requires a high degree of mental concentration, and this method of forcibly interrupting and not allowing them to rest has been proven to be quite effective.

In fact, dealing with the magician is really crooked.

After a dozen days of poor sleep, the sorcerer didn't even have time to replenish his mana, let alone cast spells.

Although with his poor rank, even if he had regained his ability to cast spells, it was very doubtful whether he could escape from the strong guards alone.

"If there really is a judgment, it will be enough to bring a few of us!"

Zhang Fan said to the sorcerer in the language of his empire, and pointed to the huge escort team behind him: "Why do you want to arrest all of us boatloads?" I shouldn't kill them all......"

"Oh my God...... Are these barbarians ready to sell us as slaves? ”

The sorcerer's teeth were already chattering.

He had also heard of the cruelty of some of the native tribes of the South Seas, and that the defeated would basically sell their entire villages and even clans into slavery, or even more miserable, and become sacrifices to evil gods.

God is pitiful, although he is a little miserable and depressed in his homeland, he is a genuine magician! I don't want to become a slave to a barbarian, or a sacrifice or something weird.

"Fortunately, you prisoners, the treatment is specially ordered by the superiors!"

For Zhang Fan, he didn't have a chance to see the prosperity of the royal capital, so he was quickly thrown into prison.

The fat cell boss muttered and brought him today's dinner—a few pieces of fluffy white bread and a small pot of vegetable soup, which was full of aroma.

For prisoners, such food is considered a luxury.

Zhang Fan had a bad premonition, but with the idea of being a dead ghost even if he died, he still feasted happily, but was surprised to find that no one came to interrogate him until the evening.

Night.

Outside, the moonlight was as quiet as water.

"The moon god is too cloudy......"

Zhang Fan looked at the bright moonlight outside through the narrow iron window, and prayed: "Please bless me to return to my hometown safely......

"The moon god is too yin?"

At this time, outside the cell, a somewhat unfamiliar, but unusually young voice sounded: "Is this the god you believe in?" ”

"You ......"

Zhang Fan stepped back with a vigilant face, and immediately saw a black cloaked man directly open the cell and walk in.

"Good swordsmanship? However, there are not many internal cultivation foundations......"

Wu Mingming's eyes opened, looked at the details of this person, and immediately shook his head.

"Who the hell are you?"

The feeling of being seen through all over his body made Zhang Fan's uneasiness intensify to the limit, and he asked sharply.

Only now did he realize that the words used by the other party were the same as his.

"Actually, I still have to thank you!"

Wu Ming didn't answer Zhang Fan's question, but smiled and said.

"Thank us?"

"Yes, thank you for working tirelessly to bring me the world's information at the very beginning!"

His figure stepped forward instantly, and his palm touched Zhang Fan's forehead.

The man tried to resist, but after a slight struggle, his eyes were glazed and he stood still.

"I can ask slowly, but how can I check it myself?"

Wu Ming muttered, the huge force was mobilized, and all the memories of Zhang Fan's life and from birth appeared in front of him in every detail.