Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Struggle

"My lord, please hand over the little girl behind you."

"Don't push me to do it."

The monster's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

Before Sophia could say anything, Heloise behind her was already in a rage.

"You monster!"

Her body was covered with dense solid hair, her eyes glowing an eerie green, and wails were faintly heard around her.

Someone wanted to touch her granddaughter!

In a fit of rage, Heloise couldn't control the breath on her body.

In an instant, a terrifying aura from the Morning Star Realm was completely released.

The debris around it was once again devastated and completely reduced to dust.

At the moment, the Monitoring System Division.

In the hall, the regular white crystal of a beehive began to change color rapidly, skipping green and yellow until it was scarlet.

The terrible sirens sounded in the hall, and there was no way to stop.

But the people around him are already busy, and they will even bump into some crystals as they walk.

But they couldn't care about that much, because except for this piece of crystal turning red, most of the crystals in the area were leaning towards yellow.

They could never have imagined that such an accident would happen in the imperial capital.

Looking at the large area of yellow, the staff looked at each other, and began to wonder if the imperial capital had fallen.

Soon, in the pile of yellow crystals, more red spots rose.

"It's over, the emperor is going to be finished!"

A staff member muttered to himself, stopping his busy pace because there was no point in the moment.

The others also put down the things in their hands and looked a little depressed.

It's not something they can stop with their efforts.

At the ruins of the secret meeting, Heloise was now completely formed, revealing a hideous smile.

Only a vague afterimage remained, and a gust of wind kicked dust through the ruins.

In the next second, a wide and heavy palm slammed into the monster's head.

There is no doubt about the power above, and it will shatter like a watermelon upon contact.

But suddenly, Heloise's figure was motionless, and her palm was only a few centimeters from the monster's head.

She looked horrified as she saw a muscled right hand grip on her.

The monster's hoarse voice rang in Heloise's ears.

"Werewolves?"

"But even if you are a werewolf, dare you compare your body with me......"

"What are you thinking!"

Immediately, Heloise turned into a black shadow and flew out directly.

But she adjusted her body halfway through and landed firmly on the ground.

At this time, Sophia's attack also came in front of the monster.

A twisted curse crept up its body, writhing slowly as if it were the most vicious malice in the world.

Under the influence of the curse, the monster's movements began to slow down, and the flesh gradually melted.

But at the same time as it ablates, the body rapidly pulls out the granulation, and then grows rapidly, growing a whole muscle to fill it.

The monster was in pain, so it rushed to kill the two of them.

Suddenly, all kinds of light confused people's eyes, and the layers of magic circles of the secret meeting lit up, but because most of them were external defenses, they gradually extinguished after they lit up.

In the smoke fluttering, a loud sound exploded and pierced.

It's Heloise who fights the monster.

But only the sound is heard, and no one is seen.

Their speed was far beyond what the human eye could observe, and only Sophia's perception could keep up with them.

However, out of scruples, she did not dare to make a heavy hand.

At this time, the secret meeting was already a mess.

The aftermath of the battle between several people involved the surrounding area, and although there was a formation to block it, it still caused a lot of losses.

Instantly, the wails continued, and Bishop Randy's figure shuttled through it, emitting a misty white light blocking the flying stones.

He ignored the wailing panicked members of the Secret Council, his eyes fixed on the center of the aftermath.

Outside the secret meeting, Baker Street was already in a scuffle.

There seemed to be an endless stream of walking corpses storming the defensive line, and among them were a large number of civilians.

They panicked, and the walking corpses behind them were chasing them.

In the face of the glittering sword, they pleaded feebly, but in the end, they could only fall in a pool of blood with the walking corpse.

A soldier in steel armor looked at the human tragedy in front of him, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

He had just beheaded a teenager, who was as old as his son.

The young man's childish face has been lingering in his heart, and the long sword in his hand suddenly has a flaw.

The whole person was then dragged into the group of walking corpses.

Seeing this, the team leader hurriedly took his place.

"If you don't want to die!"

"Just throw away that little guilt in my heart!"

Now they are in a deathmatch.

The walking corpses have surrounded them, and there is no way back.

Beyond Baker Street, there are countless dark shadows confronting the centaurs.

It is the Order of Twilight and the Imperial Holy See.

The empire did not make a move, because once it did, the imperial capital would be completely turned into smoke and become a term in history.

And the Dusk Order also wants to hold back the Empire and buy time.

The killings continued.

When Ji Yan felt this, he saw the cruel scene that happened on Baker Street.

He looked indifferently at the priest on the roof, who happened to be looking at him condescendingly, but quickly withdrew his gaze and disappeared.

Ji Yan also retracted his gaze and looked silently at the secret department that was struggling to resist, with an unclear meaning in his eyes.