Four horse-drawn carriages traveled all the way.

From the Simon Museum in the center of the Peacock Theatre, head east along the Feather River, cross an arched bridge, and turn south to exit the Peacock City Gate.

After crossing the Celestial River through a long giant suspension bridge, you will enter the main road in the suburbs, and it seems that you are going to the next city.

The four carriages were in a straight line and did not travel very fast.

As they passed through a wilderness, the horses pulling the cart suddenly stopped uncontrollably, and as if frightened, they kicked their hooves and snorted in great agitation.

The coachmen were surprised and puzzled, but no matter how much they scolded and flung the reins, the horses were unwilling to take a single step.

At this time, in the woods on both sides, a group of more than a dozen people, both men and women, slowly walked out.

They were dressed like ordinary middle class, with dresses and hats, and long skirts, which looked very reminiscent of rich people on an outing, but their expressions were the same as that of the desert.

"Gentlemen, how can I help you?"

The coachman sat on the top of the carriage and asked the people who were coming around with a questioning face.

But the strange men and women did not answer.

A middle-aged man at the head stared at the second carriage and said with a smile:

"Mr. Tang Marne, I know you're in the carriage, why don't you come out and talk."

There was silence for a few seconds.

The curtain of the second carriage carriage was lifted from the inside.

A chubby middle-aged man in a top hat tuxedo, with a wooden cane, walked out. With frost and anger on his face, he walked straight up to the group of strange men and women, and scolded:

"Osmond! You're a bunch of goddamn flies, and it's annoying! What the hell are you trying to do?! ”

"Hehe, Mr. Tang Marne, don't be so excited."

The leader named Osmond chuckled.

"We're only going to have three of them, and that's not a big deal, they're just a tiny fraction of your vast collection, aren't they? And we don't take it for nothing, we'll give you money. ”

"It's ridiculous!"

Tang Marne's palm only held the cane, and he slammed it on the ground.

"You have no sincerity at all, and you want to buy my treasures for twenty gold pounds, do you think I am short of money? Or do you think I'm a beggar? You're humiliating me! ”

Undaunted, he stepped forward and came face to face with Osmond.

"I'm just giving them all away, and it's my freedom, and you don't want to get it!"

"Why bother?"

Osmond still had an unbridled smile on his face.

He shook his head and gestured with his hand raised.

"We don't want to do that either, who called you too stubborn...... Don't worry, we won't hurt you, just borrow those three things to study a little. ”

Osmond's men behind him immediately stepped forward, dragged the drivers of the four carriages down, and then removed the wooden boxes in the carriages one by one, pried them open and rummaged through the contents.

The coachmen were so frightened that they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands and shivered, not daring to resist.

And these strange men and women are extremely rough, and they don't seem to care about the damage caused by those expensive antiques and famous paintings.

"Stop! You bandits! ”

Tang Marne angrily scolded, but no one listened to him.

At last he could not bear it any longer, and took out a delicate flintlock pistol inlaid with gold from his waist, pointed it at the door of Osmond in front of him, and threatened:

"Stop your men! Otherwise, I'll rob it! ”

"Mr. Tang Marne, you should know that this firearm has no deterrent effect on a transcendent being."

Osmond ignored the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, and said slowly, curling the corners of his mouth.

The green tendons on Tang Man's forehead were exposed, he took a deep breath and pulled the trigger directly.

Peng!

A loud gunshot pierced the quiet countryside.

But the bullets went out of the way.

With great speed, Osmond dodged the bullet and appeared on Don Man's side, striking his opponent in the abdomen with a punch, knocking him out.

Tang Marne screamed in pain and collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach and curling up.

"Uh...... You damned bandits! As a member of the Orthodox God Church, he did such a thing, which is no different from the brutes of the Red Apple Church! ”

The slightly chubby middle-aged man retched twice, tears mixed with saliva, and his words were slurred.

Osmond, the vice president of the History and Ritual Society, stood silently in front of Don Marne, as if he hadn't heard his curses, and his attention was all focused on his men rummaging through the wooden boxes.

"Times have really changed...... Even the Orthodox Church no longer protects the world, but has become the side of the persecutors...... Imperial! O Tresur Empire! Can you go back to the way it was......? ”

Tang Marn was disheartened, and suddenly choked up and cried.

When he was a child, his grandfather told him that the Simon family was actually a member of the nobility hundreds of years ago, but then it declined and became a merchant helplessly.

Tang Maen still remembers his grandfather's wry smile and helpless words...... The reason why the nobles are nobles is precisely because they made great contributions at the beginning of the empire, and they were the first group of transcendents to follow the Sun King to fight.

At that time, almost every nobleman had their own mystical inheritance, which could cultivate their own transcendental beings...... However, with the decree of the Sun King, the transcendent knowledge within the empire was purged and cut off.

Chaos and rebellion began to ignite in those years, and the independence of the United Kingdom of Anlong traced its roots to this reason.

As time passed, the rule of the empire stabilized.

But for four thousand years, the aristocracy gradually broke away from the mystical realm, leaving only the glory of their ancestors. Although there are still a small number of nobles who rely on their status and wealth to pursue mystery and transcendence, there are even fewer who can truly comprehend the true meaning from transcendent knowledge and promote transcendence.

And most of them just hover back in the low sequence.

The transcendent knowledge of the middle and high ranks has long been monopolized by the Orthodox Church.

What's more, the aristocracy was originally a group that the asylum and the Church of the Sun were watching, and once they were found to be extraordinary, they would be suppressed as soon as possible.

The management of various places within the empire is the responsibility of the local council and the public security office, but any harmful incidents involving the mysterious realm are handed over to the imperial asylum and the seven righteous churches for resolution and suppression.

In the beginning, the order was orderly, whether it was a nobleman, a wealthy merchant or a commoner, life and property could be guaranteed, and the empire was prosperous.

However, the domineering style of the Empire and the Church of the Sun has left many drawbacks.

Four thousand years have passed, and chaos has begun to begin in various places, and order is developing towards disorder, and the Seven Righteous God Churches, except for the Sun Church, which is linked to the royal family, have all lost their original ideas and creeds, and have begun to let themselves go, and the asylum alone is no longer enough to suppress the situation of the entire empire, and it is not enough.

The rebellion of the Red Apple Church, which led to the turmoil of the Empire, is the best example of this.

"Vice President Osmond, something has been found."

At this time, two subordinates of the History and Ritual Association, a man and a woman, walked up to the middle-aged man, and the two ignored Tang Maen, who was slumped at his feet, and handed over the things in their hands.

A fragment of a stone stele, a parchment manuscript, and an ancient book.

"Well, good job."

Osmond smiled and complimented.

But just as he was about to take over the three collections, his expression suddenly changed.

The hairs on his body stood up inexplicably, and a strong sense of crisis arose, as if he was in the ice and snow.

"Who?!"

Osmond turned around and looked behind him.

More than a dozen subordinates hurriedly looked at each other after hearing the shouts of the deputy council.

Everyone saw a figure shrouded in rusty black armor, walking slowly, dragging a terrifying silver broad-bladed sword in his hand, and the scarlet cloak behind him, hunting.

A fierce and tyrannical aura is coming!

Kada, Kada......

The heavy shin armor stomped on the ground, leaving footprints one after another.

"Passing by here, it looks like I've found something interesting......"

On the knight's visor, a deep voice came from the pitch-black cross holes.

Osmond froze in place, stiff.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead and back in the next second.

"Black ...... Joco, the Knight of Spades......"

Osmond's throat sounded dry.

The obsidian twin riders with the same name as the "Sword of Ferry" Byers, the Empire's S-class wanted criminal, one of the twelve bishops of the Sun Church in the Sun Monastery, and an incarnation of Terrence's crown, have recently frequently destroyed the Red Apple Church branch......

All kinds of terrifying names are directed at the hideous knight in front of him.

Osmond just wanted to get out of here now, he didn't want to waste a second of his time, and he didn't even have the courage to resist.

But he didn't dare to act rashly.

He's afraid, he's afraid!

"Mr. Joco, what do you want?"

Osmond asked with a smile on his face.

The dozen or so subordinates around him all looked shocked, holding their breath and not daring to make any sound.

Chen Lun stopped twenty meters away, slowly raised a hand, and pointed to the three things held by a man and a woman beside Osmond.

"Give it to me, live. If you don't give it to me, it's all dead. ”

His deep voice, like the verdict of death, was heard clearly by everyone present.

As a mid-sequence transcendent, after undergoing a transcendent transformation, Osmond's strong premonition told him that as long as he did some irrational behavior, he would be separated in the next second, and the possibility of survival was almost zero!

He just felt creepy!

How did the Knight of Spades end up here?!

How could it be so scary!

If you do fight, there is no possibility of victory......

"Give it to him."

Osmond didn't dare to tilt his head, his eyes lowered, staring at the ground in front of the Knight of Spades, giving orders to his men.

"Vice-president?"

A man and a woman were a little puzzled and confirmed again.

"I said, give it to him!"

The sweat on Osmond's face had begun to drip to the ground.

His neck was like a rusty machine, stiffly raised, and his expression was like pleading, as if pleading:

"Mr. Qiao Ke, I will present the things with both hands, please let us leave."

After speaking.

A man and a woman tensed up, took a step forward with extreme nervousness, put the three items in their hands on the ground, and then slowly retreated.

Osmond raised his hand.

This group of transcendents of the History and Ritual Association began to slowly retreat in unison.

Chen Lun chuckled, stepped forward slowly, bent down to pick up the three collections, played with them a little, and confirmed that they were what he wanted.

Looking up again, Osmond and a dozen others had already taken steps and fled into the distance.

"Please forgive me, I lied."

Chen Lun looked directly at the back of the group of people.

"Give it to me, and I'll all die...... for I don't like you. ”

Lying on the ground, Tang Marn did not dare to move, he closed his eyes tightly, and heard the voice of this terrifying knight in his ears, and his heart was startled.

He plucked up the courage to open his eyes, only to find that there was no one in front of him.

After getting up and looking around, he saw a terrible scene and looked horrified.

The knight only took one step, and he crossed a long distance, and behind Osmond and the others, he dangled a sword in the air—

Just a sweep.

Osmond, along with several people around him, were all cut off.

Their expressions were frozen in astonishment and fear.

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