I saw Luo Ling take out a marker pen from the space bag and draw a simple map of the square on the wall of the tower. Then ask Useta about the location of the rest of the White Eagle Team one by one, and then mark it on the map.

"You see, since that's how the defense is done, then this area is most likely the position that they need to really defend. Luo Ling drew a circle on the map, encircling several houses on the east side of the square.

It can also be seen from the bell tower that only one of these houses is relatively tall and may have room for something like a large magic circle.

"What is this house for?" Luo Ling asked.

"This was originally a warehouse for a chamber of commerce, and it was originally subleased to caravans from afar to store goods, but since last year, the warehouse has changed hands, and I don't know who it belongs to, only that its owner locked it up and never rented it to anyone again," Useta said. ”

"Looks like this is it. Luo Ling said, "But if you go around anywhere, you will encounter the sentry post of the White Eagle Squad." ”

"Useta, is there a way to take us there?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Of course, my lord, I know that you have an important task to do, I am the vice-captain, and no one will check the people I have brought over. ”

"Wait. Useta, do you know the powder on the turbans distributed by the king?" Xiao Chen asked.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about. Do you mean the bandanas that civilians wore on the march? They were given out by ordinary city guards, and we didn't care about that. ”

"Where's the red line powder?"

"Sorry, I haven't heard of this. I really can't help you, my lord. ”

Xiao Chen said: "We must be vigilant, if the White Eagle team does not know anything about the details of this conspiracy, then it is very likely that there are other guards on the side of the warehouse." ”

Xiao Chen asked Useta to find a cloth to cover her mouth and nose. The latter, though puzzled, did so.

By the time the three of them walked down the bell tower, the atmosphere of the crowd below became more and more crazy, and many movements had gone beyond the scope of dance, more like they were going crazy. Even Usetta was extremely shocked by the scene in front of her, "My lord, what's the matter with these people?"

"That's exactly what we're looking into. Which warehouse we think may have something evil in it, and it wants to be detrimental to the people of the entire royal capital. Driving these marching people out there is the first step. Xiao Chen didn't hide anything from Useta, he somewhat believed in this master of the city guards, and he still had a sense of responsibility for the city. The more consistent the target of the spell and the caster's action target, the longer the spell lasts and the better the effect.

"My lord, this is a very serious problem, I will definitely help you investigate this matter clearly!"

But the three people who hurried out of the bell tower below did not notice it, and at this moment there was a man standing on the spire of the clock tower, looking down at them expressionlessly, like a giant looking down on ants.

This is a short and thin middle-aged man, if he is compared to Xiao Chen, he is a head and a half shorter than Xiao Chen, if it weren't for his well-proportioned figure, he might be regarded as a lean dwarf.

However, if anyone saw him at this time, they would not care about his shortness, but would be intimidated by the sharpness that naturally emanated from his eyes. It seems that if he wants to, a single look can cut you into tiny pieces.

However, no one could see him, and he stood on a high place, no matter how the wind blew, but the clothes on his body did not move, as if he had been standing in his own world, like a sword in its scabbard.

He raised a finger and prepared to swipe towards the three people below, which was exactly the kind of fighting spirit he relied on to become famous. He is extremely short, but his fighting spirit is extremely long, which is the origin of the name of Qianren.

If this stroke is confirmed by him, Xiao Chen and the others will be cut in two. According to the realm of these people, in the face of the blow of the Thousand Thousand Sword Saint Benegas, there is absolutely no possibility of resisting.

However, the blow did not go down after all, and stopped halfway through.

Benegas stiffened for ten seconds, then finally put his hand down. He looked up, and all his mind began to search for the being, but after a while, nothing came of it.

A drop of cold sweat spilled down his forehead, and he hadn't felt this life-threatening feeling in a long, long time. Just when he was about to make a move, there was a strange force that locked the flaw behind him, and in those ten seconds, he tried twenty different ways to strike the sword in his mind, but as his mind changed, the strange power also changed twenty times, each time it happened to target the direction in which he was preparing to shoot the sword.

He swore that his body and fighting spirit did not move a single point, but just a thought would be grasped by the other party in an instant. Such an opponent is beyond the comprehension of the Sage.

"Who are you?"

An ethereal female voice rang in his ears, but with his strength, he couldn't tell where it came from, "Benegas, play your part, just like fifty years ago, under that bridge, don't do useless things." ”

Benegas's fear is even stronger, this is a secret that only he knows, when he was just emerging fifty years ago, he got drunk and fell under the bridge, but accidentally found a secret passage, after exploring in the secret passage for three days, he found an ancient tomb containing treasures, which contained the cultivation secrets of a thousand thousand fighting spirits, and a divine sword that could be integrated into the body to extend the fighting qi. He had never mentioned the secret to anyone, but the woman knew it all clear.

He said in a deep voice, "I don't understand what you want to say. ”

"Don't hurt the two people down there, their path won't be interrupted, do what you have to do today. ”

"Who are you? Have I seen you? ...... under the bridge that day"

"You haven't seen me, but I've seen you, many, many times, many, many times you've ......," the female voice said as she drifted away.

Benegas was already sweating at this time, and he asked himself if he was by no means a weak person among the saints, but today he was defeated without even touching the shadow of his opponent. He pondered for a long time, recalling many legends and secrets, but none of them matched the one just now.

A deep sense of fear pierced his heart, and he thought that as a saint, there was nothing but God to control his fate. Now, however, he was unsure.

But in any case, he didn't have the heart to care about the two little ants who wanted to be crushed to death.

"What should we do today?" Benegas looked into the distance, and several figures flew from several directions on the opposite bank. He took a step forward, treading in the air but walking on the ground, and he walked towards the other side.