Chapter 557: Chase and Sword
A day later, Bluewater Harbor North Grove.
A group of Imperial policemen in dark blue uniforms were surrounding a large clearing in front of them.
Hussein ate his bread and asked, "How did you find out?" β
Richard, who was beside him, pointed in the direction of the perimeter of the cordon: "That's the guy." β
Richard was pointing at a dark-skinned young man, and several police officers were surrounding him asking questions from time to time.
According to him, he was picking herbs in the woods early yesterday morning when he heard a loud noise, and he hid, thinking it was a war. Later, I found out that something was wrong, so I followed the sound and found it. β
"Are you sure he's only heard?" Hussein said with a frown.
"Uh, yes."
Hussain nodded, and when he walked to the center of the field, he saw several police officers recording in front of a piece of broken ground, some still holding cameras and taking pictures back and forth.
Hussein squatted down and looked at the ground in front of him, which was a depression stepped on by a human foot, and the ground around about ten meters or so had completely collapsed, and the most central position was a foot print that had been stepped on.
If you don't see the footprints in the whole scene, you may mistake it for a small crater.
"This power." Hussein touched the soil in front of him with his hand, and there were still traces of high temperature burning: "In today's world, there are not many people who can step out of such a pit with one foot, and after jumping, he can only hear one sound, and the distance he jumps out is at least three kilometers away, and there are even fewer people who can do this, and the total number of people in the world is probably less than five." β
"Could it be ......," Richard frowned.
"It may be that our old friend from the Central Plains is here." Hussein took off his gloves: "Although I don't know who it is, but this kind of Cheng DΓΉ's power ...... You go back and report to Norman, this man is going north, tell him to be careful in the north. β
"The rest are ready to go. We caught up with him. β
"Yes!"
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At the same time, the new land city on the east coast of the New World.
A mage covered his nose with a handkerchief and walked into the dungeon.
He looked at the man in the dungeon with disgust and said, "Is that him?" β
"Yes, my lord, we found him in Rhode Island, but this man is a madman, and he basically kills anyone he sees. He was still wearing aristocratic armor, and he didn't know where it came from. β
"Open." Following the mage's instructions, the people on the side put a wooden box in front of the cell door and opened it, and in an instant, the entire cell was filled with brilliant colors, and a long sword with a crystal clear body appeared in front of the cell.
The Marquis Jean in the cell opened his eyes far away, and suddenly pounced on the steel pillar on the edge of the cell, and the whole person dragged the steel pillar and shook wildly: "This is my sword, it is my sword, my sword." Give it back! β
His face was hideous, his eyes bulged, as if he was a complete madman, and just a few words back and forth, the mage in front of him frowned even more.
In fact, before the seaplane piloted by Marquis Jean ran out of fuel, he crash-landed on a fishing village island, but the magic sword was eroding his spirit more and more, and he thought that anyone would snatch his sword. In the end, he went berserk and was arrested by the Imperial Army.
But no matter how the police interrogate them. Unable to get a useful confession from the already crazy Jean, and because the other party was wearing aristocratic armor, they finally reported it to the Ministry of Magic.
Levi, the third-level commissioner of the Ministry of Magic, looked at the briefing and focused on the magic sword, but no matter how much he studied, he couldn't figure out what the sword was for.
But you also know it just by looking at the appearance. This sword is definitely not ordinary.
He frowned and looked at the crazy Jean in front of him, and asked patiently: "You'd better figure out the current situation, kill so many people, no matter how hard your background is, don't want to get out at will."
Sue me what the hell is going on with this sword. I can help you apply for bail. β
Levi persuaded for more than ten minutes, but Jean seemed to not hear it, and only roared and struggled frantically, and his face became more and more ugly.
With a cold snort, he had already left the dungeon with his men, and the mournful cry of Marquis Jean came from behind him.
"No, you can't do this, this is my sword, it's mine, you can't just take him away!"
I don't know why, it's obviously Levi's, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and after hearing this sad scream, he feels a hairy feeling.
"What the hell are you?" Levi stroked the wooden box and muttered to himself.
"My lord, what do we do next?"
Levi thought for a moment and said, "Send it back, let those old fellows at the institute figure out what this thing is, I don't have so much time to waste in this kind of backwood." β
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Northern Wilderness.
A rumbling sound of air concussion sounded, and a black shadow fell like a cannonball, and finally smashed to the ground like a meteor.
The ground slumped, and the soil spread out like waves in all directions, leaving a large crater.
Zuo Qingcang stood in the middle of the big pit and suddenly frowned.
During this time, he traveled in the mountains and forests by jumping a few kilometers in this way, and usually went to the town to collect information, but during this time, he had been often reporting on the Northern Wilderness, and all kinds of news reports on suppressing and preventing the rebels suddenly became much less.
This abnormal calm made Zuo Qingcang feel an abnormal taste.
At this time, Zuo Qingcang stopped, his ears twitched, and he seemed to hear a gunshot.
The night sea in the left eye of the "......" quickly released invisible rays, and his head turned slightly, and then he looked to the northwest position, where the heat fluctuations were erupting.
ββ¦β¦ There. β
The next moment, Zuo Qingcang's body squatted slightly, and a huge reaction force came from under his feet, and the whole person rose into the sky like a missile, flying towards the northwest.
As for his original feet, a large amount of dust was kicked up, and the potholes in the ground sank again like mud.
Reaction force is the rule of this universe, so although Zuo Qingcang can control his own gravity, if he wants to fly out with strong force, he still needs to step on the earth with strong force, but with the same reaction force, he can fly farther.
In the blink of an eye, his whole person flew at extreme speed, and it had turned into a black spot in the sky.
Zuo Qingcang looked at his feet, the earth quickly passed his sight, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a basin, and what he saw was a violent explosion and a dense gunfire. (To be continued......)