"Who are you!?"

After the headache subsided, he approached an Assassin and bent down to demand a confession: "Who dares to instruct you to assassinate the 'Great Sage of Light'?"

As he spoke, he carefully lifted the Assassin's black visor with the tip of his staff, but the face behind him stunned him slightly: the sharp square face was full of blades and burn marks, and there was probably not a single intact skin except for the eyelids, but the eyes showed a strong will, staring at Doug coldly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Moreover, they are all very new wounds.

“...... What a hassle. ”

Looking at this terrifying, and apparently self-made Assassin's own face, Doug uttered once again a phrase that had been coming to his mind more and more often lately, in the old and deep voice of Tutang Carmen. It's clear that these are some fearsome fanatics who don't want to ask for any information unless they use some very special means.

"I'm here...... I got a perfect score on 'Soul Deconstruction'. ”

Fifian's voice rang out, and then a psychic magic fell on the assassin, and after a flash of light, he immediately trembled violently, and after a few moments his lips moved uncontrollably, magic and will began to fight for control, causing his entire ugly face to spasm.

"Don't struggle uselessly, speak quickly!"

Doug whispered in a cold old voice, the tip of the 'Aria of the Pious' pressed hard against the Assassin's eyeball, the sharp pain like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and finally helped magic defeat the Assassin's willpower, and his mouth began to speak indistinctly.

"Be clear!"

Doug unceremoniously raised the Pious Aria and slapped him on the forehead again.

After a muffled grunt, the assassin opened his blood-drenched eyelids, those eyes were full of hatred and determination, and the next moment a strange light appeared on his body, and then he used all his strength to straighten up his upper body and let out a low, hoarse cry: "Freedom...... Hooray......"

Under the effect of "flesh and blood confinement", the voice is actually faint like the groans of a dying person.

Doug was startled by his movements, and when the staff in his hand was about to be swung out subconsciously, the assassin's body had fallen back stiffly, and his vitality seemed to be suddenly drained, and he instantly became as gray and stiff as a dead corpse.

Doug didn't look at the strange sight, and from the moment the Assassin shouted, he looked up thoughtfully at the air above, the focus of his sharp gaze slowly shifting, as if staring at something intangible.

"Master Tutang Carmen?"

He was in a daze for too long, allowing Gregory, who had been waiting beside him, to tentatively greet him. After the Assassin's death, the feared Tutang Carmen suddenly stood silent for a long time and watched the sky, wondering what was going on: "Have you found some-"

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly came faintly from a distance, interrupting his words, and Doug immediately stopped looking up, and Huo Di turned his head.

It was evidently a group of well-trained knights, and the sound of hooves was like a storm rushing across the ocean, and in a few breaths it galloped from a distance to a nearby place, and everyone on the scene showed wary eyes, but then they turned into relief: the team was close enough to see the costumes - the knights on the horses were all dressed in the black armor of the Wright Imperial Court Guard, and even the horses were heavily armored in black heavy armor, and the first one to lead the way was wearing the heirloom of the Wright Imperial Family. Commander of the Mighty Armor of Awe' of Anagu II himself.

Because it was not a main road and the place was a little narrow, the dozens of Imperial Palace Guards who came to support no longer formed a phalanx, but scattered in a scattered formation around various important figures. The elite of the empire is different, forming an impregnable wall in a few strokes, and no matter how powerful the assassins are, they cannot cross their defenses.

"Lord Gregory!"

Anagu II jumped off his horse with great dignity, swept his sharp gaze over the dead assassin, frowned slightly, lowered his gaze and bowed to Gregory: "I received information that a group of dark heretics wanted to turn against you, so I came immediately...... Looks like I'm a step too late!"

"It's okay, it's just some ditch rats that have come out of the darkness, and in the face of Sanin's brilliance, they can only let out a wail of struggle-" Grigory responded skillfully, and his immature face showed a charming smile: "With the powerful Master Tutang Carmen here, we will definitely not be hurt in the slightest, thank you for your concern." ”

...... Damn, you have more faith than I do.

The corners of Doug's mouth curled for a moment, and when he saw Anagu II's gaze turning towards him, he smiled and nodded.

"When will this Anagu II meet an assassin?"

Fifian's whispered complaint came at this time: "I don't have confidence in the books I have read, if he runs around like this, ......"

"Since Gregory's assassination is the real history, then this part should have happened as well, so there is no need to worry. ”

Doug replied indifferently, "Anyway, they're going to have to separate...... But your magic, how could that happen?"

"It's very common to deal with confessional magic, and many armies have special training courses. Fifian replied disappreciatively, "By the way, what were you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything, I just put on a mysterious appearance and took the opportunity to think about the problem. ”

Doug replied quickly, his eyes briefly glancing upward.

"Master Tutang Carmen, I heard that you were also attacked by the Assassins, but you were not injured, were you?"

After a few simple words, Anagu II and Gregory walked over to this side, a golden and slightly red heroic commander's armor scattered brilliant light, and his resolute face and sharp eyes showed his kingly momentum, so that Doug, the former wealthy thug who was a pariah more than ten days ago, unconsciously shrank back, and then realized his current identity, and immediately straightened his waist again.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Tutang Carmen's deep voice added a lot of momentum to Doug: "My robes have saved me. ”

"Ah, I see...... It's not damaged, is it? If you need anything, please feel free to ask. ”

Anagu II's gaze fell on the 'Angelina's Guardian' that Doug was wearing, and he seemed to be shocked by the gorgeous material, revealing a strange expression.

"It's no problem, it's just that the energy is running out. Doug replied casually, noticing that Anagu II seemed to have something to say, so he simply spoke first: "Do you have anything to ask?"

"Oh yes. Anaghu II looked at the robe again, then looked away, resting for a long time on the corpse of the dead assassin, without any expression on his face: "He...... Have you told me who instructed them to assassinate Master Gregory?"

"Unfortunately, nothing has been gained, Your Majesty. ”

Doug shook his head slightly, "He was obviously brutally trained, and he only shouted 'Long live freedom' at the end, and other than that, nothing was revealed...... I'm going to try interrogating the other Assassins in a different way. ”

It's not for nothing to fool around with West on weekdays, at least he, a country kid, can now ask and answer questions and answers with the emperor so decently, and the Speaker and his noble fox friends are indebted to them - listening to the ulterior 'secrets' of these big men all day long, and slowly stop taking them seriously.

"Is 'Long Live Freedom' ......"

Listening to Tutang Carmen's words, Anagu II's expression turned lightly, turned to face the corpse of the assassin, and after a moment of silence, slowly drew his sword.

What does he want to do?

Doug watched His Majesty the Emperor's movements, and couldn't help but wonder - did he want to strip the assassin naked and check it thoroughly?

"Huh?"

Fifian suddenly let out a strange whisper, "Didn't there be two Golden Temple Guardians to protect him?"

Doug was shocked when he heard this, and Huo Di raised his head: "Your Majesty!

He was greeted by a sudden brilliant light - it was the effect of the scorching fighting qi on the body of the sword made of expensive metal, and at the same moment, a circle of pictures flashed in front of Doug's eyes again, and most of the scenes were completely pierced by this brilliant fighting qi!

It's you!

With a familiar feeling and a familiar light, Doug recognized the Wright Emperor in front of him almost instantly, and it was the strongest assassin who attacked him just now! But the pressure from the sword this time was much stronger than the last time when he was hiding his head and tail, and the blazing fighting spirit burned the skin on Doug's face, and he almost couldn't open his eyes!

As far as the eye could see, there was no bright light, and the great danger caused Doug's pupils to shrink sharply, and his breathing stopped temporarily.

The light flashed, and His Majesty the Emperor's sword slashed through the phantom shadow left by Doug, blasting out a huge deep trench on the ground behind him where he was standing just now, and the wall facing him was also smashed into a spider web-like crack by the shock wave, and Doug's burly figure appeared behind him ghostly, and the strange staff in his hand that was two meters long shone brightly, just for an instant, countless piercing screams, The high-speed oscillating cone of light frantically enveloped Anagu II towards the wall, and the armor of the commander worth ten thousand gold was instantly hit with countless terrible scraping sounds, and the smooth and thick surface became pitted, severely deformed, and its owner was caught in it.

Doug stood there, his eyes full of rage and fear, staring fiercely at Anagu II, who had been beaten into the rock of the wall, as if he had just taken a cold shower, drenched and cold—almost, just a little, and he was about to become a corpse!

Fortunately, he was in a state of full attention because of Fifian's questions before, so he reacted a little faster than last time, which was equivalent to the strength of the silver-level temple guardian finally brought into play. Squatting, a series of actions constantly caused Anaghu II to change the direction of his attack, and finally succeeded in luring the terrifying fighting spirit to the ground, and the terrifying magic was the unreserved consequence of Fifian's urgency, the fiery light cone was amazingly lethal, not to mention such a dense bombardment.

"Poof!"

Anagu II, who had been wounded by the deformed armor, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his lungs were so badly wounded that he lost his combat effectiveness so easily.

At the same moment, the palace guards he brought with him also erupted as he did so, and the three unsuspecting magic apprentices fell to the ground screaming before they could make any resistance, and several trainee Radiant Warriors were caught off guard and were injured in varying degrees of severity, while Gregory and Istelle, who were protected by the two Golden Temple Guardians, were much safer and largely unharmed.

Looking at the palace guards who were fighting with the guardians of the Golden Temple, the young sage's immature face turned cold, Huo Di stretched out his palm, and a large number of light elements instantly condensed in his palm:

"Wait, you're guilty!"

A blinding light pulsated and flickered, and more than a dozen palace guards fell silently, their souls instantly stripped of their bodies.

Divine Magic•Words of Judgment!

The terrifying power made both friends and foes look sideways, but without the full power of faith as a medium, Gregory's childish face also had a faint flush on his face as he destroyed the enemy, and he could no longer use Sanin's power for at least a minute.

At the same time, the two Golden Temple Guardians also deposed a number of soldiers each, but the palace guards were worthy of the elite of the world, and the two of them were also painted under the attack of more and less, and although the injuries quickly became lighter under the effect of Estelle's healing, because they were in the key parts of the force, the speed of the two of them was significantly slower - it was obvious that those soldiers were purposeful to fight for their lives.

In the face of the remnants of the enemy who were constantly desperately attacking, the outcome was still difficult to predict, and the two of them already had a plan in their minds to temporarily retreat with Gregory.

Estelle folded her hands on her chest, her soft red lips chanting hymns, and constantly emitting holy power to heal everyone, her clear eyes calmly observing the situation in the field, secretly quietly putting her hand on the crystal pendant of the necklace on her chest.