The sky was gray, not yet completely lit, the whole slum was black, and the starlight on the roof was slowly fading. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A large army, lined up in neat formations, had reached the outside of the slums, and they could only fish through the crowded and chaotic alleys. The temple guards, with huge shields and spears in their hands, occupied every corner, and in a relatively open area, the officials of the Inquisition, with their clerks, set up a table there, ready to start the day.

At the end of the team, there were super soldiers with a pale golden light, although it was already very cold, they were still naked, without any chill, all of them had big shoulders and round waists, and they looked like they were going to eat people.

The temple guards struck their shields with steel spears, making a loud rhythmic sound that presumably no one could sleep any longer, even the deaf would be awakened.

Then, a warning voice came from the Amplified Magic Array: "Everyone, starting today, the Chenxing Church will verify and register each of you, please get up immediately, bring your family, line up, and come here to be screened and registered." I hope you can hear clearly, it's everyone, and there can be no omission, and if anyone doesn't come out, the holy warriors will search for it later, and if they find it, they will be executed immediately, and they will not be tolerated. If there is any suspicious person around you, you can report him immediately, as long as the situation is true, you will be rewarded, and the consequences of harboring are self-evident. ”

The referee said it three times in a row, and finally gave the deadline: "Give you ten minutes, come out and line up, and after ten minutes, there may be death." ”

The poor began to move, the timid and fearful, hurriedly went out, did not even bother to wash their faces, the bold and fat, and rubbed for a while, ate two bites, scolded and entered the team, almost no one was really afraid of death.

In fact, the referee is also silently praying in his heart, wanting to pray for blessings from St. Osidine, don't encounter any strong thorns, and spend the day safely, in the past half a month, not only the assassins have died, but also a large number of their own people, until now, the main leader of the undercurrent has not been corrected, it can be seen that the danger is getting closer and closer.

The slums are not like other places where there are records of the population, and this "garbage heap" is almost untouched, so the population is very mixed, and there is no way to compare them, and the only way to identify them is to identify each other. In front of the registration table, there are yellow gold bars and gold coins, and anyone who finds someone lying and misrepresenting their identity will be rewarded immediately.

Half a standard hourglass had passed, and everything had been fine, and a little man with a lewd description came to the table, looking indifferent.

"What's it called?" asked the registrar.

"Your grandfather!" the little man screamed, and with a slip of footsteps, he slipped past the guards standing in front of him, came to the front of the registrar, and threw five triangular darts out of his hand, all of them in the chest, and at the same time grabbed a bottle of ink on the table, and threw it on the register, instantly making all the work in vain. The little man saw the registrar lying on the ground, spat at him, and made a gentle cut in his abdomen with his scimitar, the pain seemed to make him more excited, and let out a long and violent howl at the dozens of soldiers who rushed towards him.

"Come on, come on, grandpa will play with you. ”

Dart shadows, knife lights, screams, screams, bone cracks, and finally death, the little man killed thirteen of them, and finally he was outnumbered, and was poked into flesh by spears. The scene was suddenly chaotic, and the assassins who were ambushed everywhere flickered and disappeared from time to time, and moved their hands on the warriors who were checking the room, and there was fighting and killing everywhere.

The referee was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Quickly use the mirror crystal to inform the church and ask for reinforcements, the enemy is very strong, and it may be the main force of the undercurrent." ”

The subordinate in charge of communications just picked up the crystal ball, but saw a gray shadow, as if there was nothing, ethereal, he couldn't be sure what he saw, but he was sure that there was a bloody hole in his throat, he wanted to shout, but the blood blocked his throat, he could only cough up blood, coughed violently twice, and fell to the ground, and the crystal ball fell into powder.

The referee was so frightened that he couldn't see the enemy, this was the most terrifying thing, he didn't know how to defend himself, he didn't know whether to run away, and the fear made him angry, and he swung his big sword at the air around him, as if he was fighting someone.

With a "poof", his chest was pierced, and the referee's eyes widened, wondering very much who had killed him.

The poor people first shrank into a ball, and then found that they were not the target, and the situation at the scene became more and more chaotic, blood mist was everywhere, and blood light burst out.

As soon as the crystal ball shattered, the guards of the Great Temple, who were still able to sense the warning, immediately made a report to Lord Iron Mask, and Hughes gave an order to dispatch the priesthood and reserves.

The god general 407 also received the news, he immediately came to the spirit, threw away the roast pork leg in his hand, and rushed to the place of the incident as fast as possible, the killing of these two days was not enough, and he had not yet encountered a decent enemy, 407 hoped that this time, he could meet an opponent who could fight with him.

A huge aura rose into the air, and under the combined force of three hundred priests, a super magic array was formed, with a diameter of a hundred meters, replacing the sun, illuminating the slums in the early morning, and all invisible life, at this time, there was nothing to hide, and there was no advantage in hiding.

In the same situation, Marion's figure was still the faintest, with only a gray silhouette, proving that there was a person there, but the face could not be seen at all. After slaughtering a super soldier around him, Marion whistled and signaled everyone to disperse, find a place to hide and continue the battle, and not wait for death in vain in the clearing. Although there is no escape, the slum is still complex enough, with many winding alleys and piles of debris, if not hidden, you can hide.

A large number of super soldiers poured in, surrounding the slums, and street fighting continued, and for the church, such terrain still could not defeat the agile assassins.

God rushed 407 to come, he looked at the situation in front of him, and without hesitation began to demolish the house with the nail and spur hammer in his hand, from east to west, and killed the assassin when he encountered it, in front of this fierce god, there was no obstacle at all.

When Marion saw the general, his eyes were solemn, and he clenched the handle of the dagger tightly, like a light smoke, and drifted towards the enemy.