Chapter 166: To be continued
A month later.
"Sauron, the lord of Beiwang City, colluded with the Northern Barbarians, intended to rebel, vainly sought independence, and was charged with treason; moreover, he researched some unknown extremely dangerous and lethal strategic weapon, and lured the people to participate in live experiments, which was contrary to human ethics and was accused of being against humanity; in addition, he used evil magic in vain to steal divine power, and claimed to be 'God's orthodoxy', and was charged with blasphemy. The punishment for three crimes is combined, divided by burning at the stake. β
"In view of the fact that his combat strength has reached the seventh order, and he has strategic weapons and some rebels in the Northland, he specially sent the deputy director of the inquisition, the executioner 'Blood Eater' Feng Lantrin, the deputy minister of the military department, 'Blue Dragon' Ke Fan, and two seventh-order transferees to kill him. In addition, Ke Fan replaced Suo Long's position in the army and commanded the military of Northern Xinjiang; the establishment of the court remained the same, and the former execution officer of Hanjiang City, 'Void Magician' Horog, was promoted to the deputy director of the Beiwangcheng Trial Center and concurrently served as a supervisor. β
This is a notice issued by the Holy See of Apocalypse City on the incident in Beiwang City, although the truth and falsehood are vague, and some things are deliberately ignored and tampered with, but it can be regarded as an end to this.
Feng Lantrin and Ke Fan are the two strongest people below the eighth-order sage of the Holy See today, and even if Zoro has mastered countless hole cards, he will not be lucky in the hands of the two.
Naturally, the results of Sauron's research were inherited by the Holy See. While the Holy See was pleasantly surprised, it also inherited a huge mess.
The battle situation in the Northland is becoming more and more chaotic, and the bigwigs of the military department have a headache about it, and the heads of the various forces in the cardinal are also arguing over it, and even the cardinal has a big fight in the conference room.
No one under the Pope's throne dared to use the range ability, so it was common to see the fighting department chasing the elemental system all over the conference room, but the Pope kept his eyes closed and pretended to sleep, ignoring it, as if he would wait for everyone to come up with a result before he would speak out.
It may be a bit absurd and ridiculous to say it, Ke Fan conscientiously used several evil troops to maintain the stability of the situation, and the bigwigs of the pivotal opportunity began to compete for their own interests, from logistics to reinforcements, they were all points of contention, but no one could put forward suggestions that were beneficial to the situation, and watched the defense line move towards the brink of collapse.
During this period, Ke Fan used communication tools to get in touch with Apocalypse City several times, but he was dismissed by the reply that "we are discussing, we must stabilize the situation", and finally put it on hold on the grounds that "long-distance direct communication consumes a huge amount, please keep the resources of the northern Xinjiang defense line sufficient, and it must not be used unless necessary".
Ke Fan once wondered if he had offended a nobleman and was sent to the Northland to die. But thinking of the consequences of the barbarians going south, Ke Fan dispelled this speculation, but at the same time he was even more anxious.
Just when everyone shifted their focus from the "Sauron Rebellion" incident to the barbarians heading south, the witness to this event, and one of the people who was hidden in the announcement, Austin, was in a strange but familiar environment, and he didn't know how time passed and the years passed.
Dull, damp, rotten. There are many places in Apocalypse City that can be related to these three words, but there is only one of the most creepy places - the black prison.
After Austin was attacked by Davix, he was injected with a drug and fell into a coma. When he woke up again, the lingering smell of darkness and decay began to surround him, and the cold moisture eroded every inch of his skin.
Even though it is early spring in the south, this year is also exceptionally cold, as if the northerners brought not only war and killing, but also the extremely cold air on the northland ice sheet, which is gradually changing the climate of the entire continent.
It's like Austin's frozen heart.
To his astonishment, the Holy See, or von Lantlin, did not want to kill him immediately or let him rot in this small cell, but served a meal of miscellaneous grains worthy of pig food every day, and someone came in to collect and change the toilet.
Later, he realized that the food was filled with drugs that could dispel the source power in his body, and the dose was just for a day, and the purpose of the toilet collector was to check whether he had eaten all the food honestly and did not secretly throw it away.
Austin had no intention of rebelling or escaping from prison, his hands and feet were shackled to a corner of the room, and the most he could move was to the small window next to him, which was the only place where he could see the light every day.
Until this day.
How similar it was five years ago, the rattle of the keys, the slight click of the door opening, the decisiveness of the boots on the ground and the filth of the jailer's grin, complemented the prison.
It's just that this man looks a little old, and he doesn't need to look at him to know that Frost Flower has climbed up the other party's sideburns, and there are a few more knife-like wrinkles on his forehead, and his straight standing posture is not as arrogant as five years ago.
The figure is not out of shape in the slightest, the strong muscles are hidden in the military uniform of the executioner of the inquisition, the saber hangs on the left side, and the short shotgun is equipped on the right, and the weapon that can be touched at any time can give him the greatest sense of security.
Austin was in a trance, and the two figures dangled in front of him, sometimes overlapping, sometimes scattered, like a mirage seen by a desert traveler.
Von Lantlin also looked at Austin quietly, this time he didn't bring his entourage, he stood alone in the doorway, and the jailer also subconsciously stayed away from him. The deputy director of the court, Feng Lantlin, who had been floating in the sea for many years, was far more terrifying than the blood-eating insect five years ago.
"Do you regret it?" asked Von Lantlin, who suddenly threw Austin a cigarette.
Austin sat weakly on the floor. The drug inhibited not only the source power that he recovered every day, but also his essence and ferocity. Now he was pale, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked like a distressing big boy next door.
If it's not a set of Inquisition uniforms.
"Fire, and you let me go, blocking my light. Austin picked up the cigarette and put it between his lips and whispered at von Lantlin.
Von Lantrin was unusually patient, in fact it was a miracle that he could spare a day and a half from his busy schedule to go to the black prison, so he didn't care about wasting a little time.
A flame burst from Von Lantlin's fingertips, lit the cigarette Austin was holding, and he repeated the question.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, heyβahemβ" Austin laughed, knowing that he was choking and coughing, and smoke spewed out of his mouth intermittently, "No, no, I should have died five years ago, you gave me life, shouldn't I die as your pawn?" hahahaha-"
Von Lantrin sighed, this was a mocking remark that made him hear a little truth. However, it was this emotion that made these words particularly harsh to him.
"I also have a last resort, don't you ...... Forget it, let's get down to business. Von Lantrin realized that he was unconsciously trying to explain something, and suddenly came back to his senses, and his face turned cold.
"Why? The deputy director of the court came to read out my verdict in person? Austin closed his eyes, as if an unyielding fighter was about to die heroically and relieved after being tortured.
Feng Lantrin sneered and said: "If you enter my game, how can it be so easy to die? Since you think you are a chess piece, then I will naturally choose a delicate chess box to put you in after I use it, so that I can't break my identity." β
"Austin, the criminal minister, fill the Western Dark Forest, return to the Expeditionary Force's Iron-blooded Lion's Tooth Battalion, and set off immediately!"