Chapter 37: The Divine Power of the Musket
Seeing this, Fario sighed helplessly.
"Aster!"
The cane, which looked like rotten wood, shot out a dull yellow light again.
Shining with the light on her body, Magina only felt that her limbs were weak, and she couldn't exert any strength in her body, and she couldn't even make a sound.
"Wu'er. Fario sighed in his heart: "The biggest calamity is not on Lan'er, but on you......"
Fario left the room, leaving Magina alone, in a semi-unconscious state, unaware of some strange energy coming from the vines.
There was a dark blue undercurrent surging from that energy seed, which was silently changing certain qualities of his body. It was the only thing Fario could do for him as a father.
Early the next morning, the welcoming procession entered the rock iron city. The people of the city had never seen such a spectacular procession to welcome their relatives, and they all flocked to the streets to watch the excitement. There are all kinds of high-headed horses, gongs and drums, and sedan chairs, but there is no leading groom official.
"What the hell is going on, why is there no groom in the wedding team?"
"This Suo family doesn't take the city lord too seriously. ”
Kader also blended in with the crowd at this time, "Damn, I still want to see what the groom looks like on that dog day, count him lucky, otherwise Lao Tzu will have to shoot his bird's head." ”
He cursed in a whisper, and secretly wrote down the order of the line in his heart. There are a total of twelve magicians, and there is one of the highest-ranking orange-clothed magicians, this person is named Grote, who is nearly sixty years old, and is Sojang's right-hand man and Sochi's magic enlightenment teacher.
Grote rode at the head of the procession, beside him who was supposed to be the groom's officer, but now the spot was vacant.
They were followed by two fourth-rank green-clothed magicians, three green-clothed magicians, and the remaining six were blue-clothed magicians.
Then there were four swordsmen, escorted in front of the sedan chair, and behind the sedan chair there was a team of cavalry guards, a total of twenty-eight people. With this in mind, he hurried out of the city.
Although the people of the city were talking about the absence of the bridegroom, the lord of the city, Fario, did not care about the matter. He still politely brought the greeting team into the house.
After some greetings between the two parties, they heard the man's principal, Grot, explain that the groom's official Sochi suddenly fell off his horse when he was passing by Dark Moon City, and had to stay in Dark Moon City to recuperate. And the matter of welcoming the bride could not be delayed, so he had to come over to pick up the bride first, and then meet the groom when he turned back.
Fario behaved quite magnanimously, inquiring about Sochi's illness and injuries, while personally sending a maid to send his daughter to the sedan chair.
Seeing that Fario was so understanding, Grote's hanging heart finally let go. After receiving the bride, the wedding party immediately returned the same way.
In Grote's opinion, as long as the bride is received, there is nothing to worry about in the second half of the journey. Originally, he was worried that it would be troublesome for Fario to withdraw from the marriage in a fit of anger. But fortunately, the distance between Wangcheng and Rock Iron City is long, and Fario still doesn't know the personality of this new son-in-law. If the news of Young Master Sochi lying in the hotbed of Dark Moon City at this moment reached his ears, I don't know what he would think.
There were seven days to go from Rock Iron City to Darkmoon City, and the first three days had been peaceful, and the guards in the welcoming team were also accustomed to this calm, and they never imagined that anyone would dare to do anything to this team.
But the more unexpected things are, the more likely they are to happen.
The Mid-Mountain Gorge, which is a must-stop on the way to the Intramuros and the best ambush spot chosen by Kader. The canyon is flanked by high mountains, and one of the mountains has a gentle summit, as if the peak was shaved off with a knife, hence the name Banshan Canyon. Outside the gorge is an open field, and from the beginning of the mountain, the road narrows until only one carriage passes through it at its narrowest point.
"Captain of the Cavalry Guard. Grote stopped his horse, "We are about to enter the canyon ahead, you take a few people over to explore the way, and if there are any passing merchants, stop them, and don't let them get in the way of us crossing the canyon." ”
"Yes, sir. With that, the cavalry guard commander led a few of his men through the canyon.
Then, the procession passed through the canyon in order, with the magician passing first, followed by the sedan chair guarded by four swordsmen.
Just as the sedan chair drove into the canyon and was in a dilemma, a strange sound of breaking wind suddenly came from in the distance.
"Be careful, all on alert!" Grote realized that the situation was not good, and immediately sacrificed his defensive ice shield.
He would never have imagined that a small pebble flying hundreds of meters away would contain such a powerful penetrating power.
The flames attached to the bullet's exterior were successfully blocked by the ice shield, and he secretly said in his heart: "Eagle insect subplan, but that's it." ”
But he was wrong, and even if he realized that he was wrong, it would be too late!
The small thing that looked like a stone spun at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant it penetrated the defensive ice shield. Although the flames on the surface were completely dissipated by the ice shield, the speed of the bullet did not slow down in any way.
The acceleration distance of 500 meters makes the destructive power of this bullet reach an unimaginably terrifying level!
"Poof. ”
A soft sound that couldn't be lower, like a drop of water falling on the dirt, like a thin needle through the surface of paper.
A hollowed-out black hole appeared in the center of Grote's eyebrows...... His expression didn't even have time to change.
"Bang!"
A loud bang exploded behind his head, and flesh splattered!
But he rode on his horse in a dignified manner, and his face did not change, because he was dead.
The entire back of his head was shattered, and the powerful impact forced the back of his head away from his body.
The brains scattered in all directions, soaring into the sky in the vortex explosion of flames, and by the time they landed, they had turned into charred black, and the black stains fell on the face and burned a hole in the moment.
Everyone was shocked, but who had ever seen such a battle?
The second-class orange-clothed magician, before he saw an opponent, was shattered by a missile hundreds of meters away!
In a panic, he tried to retreat, but it was too late, the sedan chair stuck in the middle of the canyon blocked the way, and the horse pulling the cart was frightened and neighed.
"Bang!"
Not long after, there was another explosion, and another head blossomed.
This kind of attack is simply impossible to dodge and impossible to prevent.
The unknown is a source of fear, and this unheard-of attack makes people simply not know how to respond, so they can only sit back and wait.
What is that?
A call from hell, a favor from death.
"Bang!" the third magician died on the spot!
The three most powerful mages are all killed, but the mysterious attacks continue.
But the source of the attack was finally found, and he was not the devil.
As the blurred shadow in the field of vision gradually enlarged, people saw a horse, a galloping fast horse.
The horse seemed to be carrying something of unknown importance, which at first glance looked like a tree stump.