Fearing that the old adversary would say something drastic in his agitation, Paul, as the commander of the Bronze Black Cross, one of the strongest forces in the fortress of Milan on a par with the Bronze and Black Cross, had to take on the role of the interlocutor after pacifying the old adversary, and went out of the crowd to say in as calm a tone as possible to the servants of the gods who were still hovering over the courtyard:

"Please wait a moment, the oracles, we still need to investigate this matter."

The answer, which was obviously a delaying tactic, naturally would not satisfy those arrogant servants.

"Humph! How?! You lowly ants dare to question what this god says?! ”

A flash of anger flashed in Paul's eyes, as the strongest knight in the past, Paul's strength can be said to surpass that of most high-level divine servants, how could he have been despised like this.

However, now the situation is stronger than people, although he is angry in his heart, but Paul's face is impassive, he shook his head and said: "Don't dare, but if this matter is not clarified, there is no way to give an explanation to the oracles, after all, the oracles have said that there are many murderers, and we also need to spend time to find out." ”

Paul deliberately did not mention the "witches" in the mouths of the servants of the gods, and only talked about the murderer, with the obvious intention of trying to confuse the "witches" about them.

However, although these servants are all arrogant and have some IQ arrears, they still keep in mind what their masters want.

After listening to Paul's words, the first of the dark-armored servants with a long centipede scar on the right side of his face immediately said, "Well, God has given you a day to find a scapegoat, but the witch must be handed over now!" This god will not say it a third time! Do you understand?! ”

It seems that this divine servant understands the human way of dealing with this kind of thing, and directly stated that the so-called finding the murderer is looking for a scapegoat.

Come to think of it, these divine servants themselves are human beings, but they have forgotten their roots after being a traitor for a long time.

The idea of being confused was recognized, and Paul could only sigh helplessly in his heart: "Alas~! It seems that these bastards are determined to get Lily's girl, but poor Lily's girl is only 16 years old this year. Evil~! ”

The pity in his heart could not change the cruel reality, and Paul knew that even if they fought to the death to defeat these dozen divine servants, more divine servants would soon attack.

As a god who takes pleasure in war, the temple of the god of war under the god of war Ares is one of the most powerful gods in Greece and the surrounding region.

In silence, Paul and the rest of the forces once again turned their attention to the old commander of the Bronze Black Cross.

If you are only looking for some scapegoats, there are death row inmates in the prison of the fortress of Milan, but now the other party is obviously coming for the granddaughter of the commander-in-chief, and none of them can do this for the commander-in-chief.

Facing everyone's gaze, the sturdy body of the commander of the bronze black cross trembled slightly for a while, as if all the strength in an instant, the originally clenched fists suddenly relaxed, and the originally strong and promoted body also weakened slightly, as if it had aged a lot in an instant.

And the originally tense demeanor of the people around him suddenly relaxed.

If it's possible, no one wants to fight hard, and it's still in the case of knowing that they can't beat it.

Although we all understand the truth of cold lips and teeth, we can never deeply understand it without personal pain, and it is more about the luck psychology and bystander mentality that have nothing to do with ourselves.

Paul sighed silently again, and this feeling of powerlessness had haunted him almost all the time since the coming of God.

Humanity is too weak......

Just when Paul could not bear to witness the imminent parting of life and death due to his reluctance to compromise, and was about to leave, a faint voice with a hint of anger suddenly came from the corner of the courtyard.

"Hey, hey! This is about to surrender? Heh, although I feel that you may not be able to fight, but if you surrender as soon as you feel that you can't fight, then it is estimated that there will not be so many heroes in human history. ”

Paul, who was about to turn around, paused, and subconsciously followed the prestige.

The eye is an unfamiliar oriental face, with short black hair, black pupils, and a decent black casual suit, looking only in his twenties at most, barely handsome, but his unusually white face has a look of regret.

Thinking of his previous words, Paul felt an inexplicable sense of shame in his heart.

Indeed, as this strange oriental youth said, if you surrender and compromise as soon as you feel that you can't fight, then there won't be so many heroes praised by the world in human history.

But then again, history is written by the victors, and heroes are not everyone's own, they must have extraordinary wisdom or strength.

When people are exposed to their weaknesses, they generally have two reactions, the first is to feel ashamed and reflect on themselves, and the second is to become angry and try to find excuses to cover up their weaknesses.

Paulo, as the commander of the Bronze Black Cross, undoubtedly belongs to the relatively rare first type of people, while most of the people of the other forces in Milan are the second type of people.

So after a short silence, the others who found Lu Fan's existence like Paul looked at Lu Fan with displeasure on their faces.

There are self-proclaimed sensible: "Young people, some things are not as simple as you think. ”

There are simply people who don't like to be preached: "A little baby who hasn't grown all the hair, what qualifications do you have to come to us!" ”

There is an incarnation of the bar: "Say it so lightly?! You can do it! ”

There are also those who think they are righteous: "Forget it, children are not sensible, everyone is calm and calm." ”

There are also those who want to do it early: "Oh, what's the matter, Marshal Krannichal, do you think you should hurry up and hand over the people?" ”

There are also those who can only say the scene: "Yes, yes, yes! Leave that little doll alone! Hurry up and hand over the man, Commander-in-Chief Krannichal. Don't worry, if they dare to make trouble again, we will definitely not agree! ”

……

Lu Fan naturally turned a deaf ear to these words, and after glancing at the dozen or so people above who were not human or angry, he turned his head to look at the sturdy old man in the crowd who had a one-sided relationship, raised his chin and asked, "Hey!" Old man, are you sure that little girl you want to save me seems to be your granddaughter? Are you sure you want to hand her over? ”

Lu Fan made up his mind, if the commander-in-chief of the bronze and black cross decided to use his granddaughter to protect the so-called overall situation, he would definitely turn around and leave without worrying.

Even God has said that he only saves those who can save himself, and although he is not a god, he will not have mercy on those who are willing to give up their humanity in order to survive.

The Bronze Black Cross Commander, who had been slightly stunned since he discovered Lu Fan's existence, was slightly stunned when he heard this, and after his face was cloudy and uncertain, he suddenly smiled and said to Lu Fan respectfully: "It's all up to the imperial body!" ”

Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head as if he was a little crying and laughing, looked at the strong old man and scolded with a smile: "Old fox! ”

was said to be an old fox by a person who looked more than ten years younger than himself, and the sturdy old man not only did not show a trace of displeasure on his face, but smiled a few times with a calm face.

While lamenting that Jiang was still old and spicy, Lu Fan tilted his head slightly and asked, "Killing those guys doesn't have any effect on you, right?" ”

"Whatever." Two words suddenly came out of the seemingly empty air beside Lu Fan.

"Tut-tut! It's no wonder that someone has said that casual is the most difficult word in the world to understand, and I suddenly feel that there is a little truth to it. But...... Whatever. ”

Shaking his head and sighing, Lu Fan's figure flashed in front of the group of divine servants who had been hovering high above the courtyard all along.

Glancing at the bullshit servants in front of him who seemed to feel that their feet would dirty the soles of their shoes as soon as they touched the ground, Lu Fan suddenly chuckled: "Heh! You know? I hate people...... Uh, well, it's not necessarily human, anyway, I hate to have something standing on top of me to talk, after all, it's not good for the cervical spine to always hold your head up, and you're not beautiful and you're wearing miniskirts or something...... Right, there's nothing to see. So, can I ask you to go down? ”

"What ......!!! are you?"

Sensing that Lu Fan was a little not simple, the strong man with a long centipede scar on the right side of his face just wanted to ask something, but as soon as the words came out, the coercion was already there.

At the same time as the questioning came to an abrupt end, more than a dozen high-ranking divine servants who were originally high above suddenly fell to the ground like a dozen black meteorites.

Boom ——!!! ……

In the successive loud noises, more than a dozen crater-like large craters suddenly appeared, and the beautiful courtyard that was originally full of grass and birds and flowers was suddenly unrecognizable, and even the huge white stone fountain in the center of the courtyard was suddenly missing a corner.

Lu Fan, who was still a little unable to control the strength of his life field, silently comforted himself in his heart that this was all the people's fat and people's ointment of the evil capitalist exploitation, and he didn't dare to look at the face of the sturdy old man at this time, and he slowly fell in front of the strong man with a centipede scar.

Compared with the knights who were oppressed to death by coercion in the previous three moments, the strong man with scar and the others were worthy of being strong men known as high-level divine servants, and they still barely retained their vague consciousness, moaning in pain one after another.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Lu Fan did not open the life field as much as before, although it is more targeted, but the power is still somewhat smaller.

The scarred strong man at the head even retained a little sober consciousness, although he fell to the ground at this time, bleeding from his seven orifices, but he had a strong desire to survive and intermittently said something.

"We, we are, we are the gods of war, the messengers, you, which god killer are you?! No, aren't you afraid that my lord will descend and punish God?! ”

Walking slowly in front of the scarred man, Lu Fan slowly squatted down, knocked on the swarthy helmet with sharp horns on the scarred man's head, and said with a chuckle: "Me? I'm the murderer you're looking for! If you're talking about the weak chicken playing with the ball. As for what god of war...... If you're talking about the Xingtian boss, I'm really a little cowardly. But seeing that you're like this, you shouldn't be a subordinate of the Xingtian boss, so ......"

Lu Fan shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know that bullshit god of war in your mouth, or you called him for me to meet?"

What Lu Fan said is not false at all, after all, you can't expect an older single young man who hasn't graduated from junior high school and still plays various sandbox games every day and doesn't watch any anime, what does he know about foreign myths and legends, right?

I know that there is a god of war called Xingtian in Chinese mythology, or because Xingtian is indeed very famous, and he is also a legendary bull who fought with the Yellow Emperor.

What Lu Fan said was not a lie, but it was undoubtedly a mockery in the ears of the strong man with the scar, because in today's theocratic world, even teenage children know the names of a bunch of gods.

In Greece and near Greece, when it comes to the god of war, the god of war immediately comes to mind is their master, Ares, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus in Greek mythology.

As the saying goes, the king humiliates his ministers to death, so the strong man with the scar who is still so loyal was instantly angry, and he raised his head and glared at Lu Fan angrily.

"You! How dare you mock my lord like this?! Even if you are a godslayer, you are as small as an ant in front of my lord! I only deserve to smell my lord's fart! ”

Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then instantly raised his hand to shine on the scarred man's swarthy helmet and slapped him.

Rumble!!!

In the louder roar than just now, the entire huge courtyard and even the surrounding buildings trembled violently, and the cracked pit that spread out instantly enveloped the entire courtyard, and the huge white carved fountain located in the center of the courtyard naturally shattered completely and fell to the ground.

"It's a pity, it's pretty good."

The gentle sigh of regret spread from the seemingly empty air around him, but Lu Fan turned a deaf ear to it, because he was angry, and he couldn't coax it.

"I'm a thief to annoy you guys who curse at every turn, everyone is a civilized person, can't you have a friendly exchange?! The non-Nima wants to force labor and management to do it?! Do you know that when the labor-management was in school, they were the representatives of the language class?! It's a person with a status in TM! I TM...... Never mind! Too lazy to bother with you foreign! ”

After scolding the corpse of the strong man with the scar who was slapped with a small half of his body, Lu Fan got up and snapped his fingers lightly with the thumb and middle finger of his right hand.

In an instant, the fluctuations containing strange power spread from between Lu Fan's fingers at a speed beyond the scope of physics, accurately enveloping all the corpses of the dark armored servants and scarred strong men who had begun to lose their temperature in the courtyard.

Those divine servants who were still wriggling and moaning in pain, the original wriggling movements instantly froze, and then, together with the corpse of the scarred strong man, together with the dark armor on their bodies, instantly turned into a powder finer than a molecule, and disappeared into the air between breaths, leaving no trace.

As if he had done something insignificant, Lu Fan clapped his hands, turned around, and looked at the already stunned people with a sunny face.

"Alright, now let's talk about our business. Who just said you can do it, you come up? Who else said that they were not sensible? Also, who said that you should hand it over quickly? Oh yes! You old fox! Did you still want to use me as a substitute for the dead?! And send someone to arrest me?! I said that I was so kind to give labor and management a set of clothes, is there something with positioning on it?! Don't try to lie to me! I'm smart! ”

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On August 28, the 12th year of the Advent calendar, when all students were about to start school, news of the birth of the seventh godkiller and the first godkiller after the Advent of God spread throughout the world at a rapid pace.