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Chapter 561 [Arrival of the Divine Emperor]

Char helped Saint Laurent Garros to his feet and sat the guardian of the city in the corner so that she could lean against the wall.

The drum noise outside sounded again, apparently to find a tool to slam the door, and with a bang, the door buzzed and shook without shaking. It's just that since this altar is the sacred place where the descendants of the people and queens of the Holy City pay tribute to their ancestors, and it is also a last-minute escape route, the building here is extremely strong, and even the gate does not know what material it is made of.

Saint Laurent Garros's face flickered blue and white, and his snort was even more angry, as if he would die anytime and anywhere, Char was anxious in his heart, and patted her face hard, and he was also worried in his heart, he practiced martial arts, but he didn't know magic, not even a simple healing technique.

Finally, the trembling on Saint Laurent Garros gradually stopped, and the woman barely opened her eyes, looked at Char's face who was approaching, and there was a strange smile in her eyes, and then whispered: "Outside, outside......" "They are still slamming the door, and they can't get in for the time being, but I don't think this door and the wall will last long." Char shook his head:

"That's nothing. Saint Laurent Garros took a deep breath, and his voice was more coherent, but his breath was still weak: "You are a strong man, even if you tear your face, you can kill it." Right now, no one in the Holy City can stop you except me:"

Char looked at the woman and said with a wry smile: "If it weren't for me, I would have killed myself a long time ago." After a pause, he couldn't help but ask: "Where is Nene? Your holy city is now in such a mess, she, she won't be involved, right? If there is any damage to Nene, I will set fire and burn down your holy city." ”

Saint Laurent Garros stared at Char, shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "What, you Holy City" Don't forget that you also walked out of here. ”

Char opened his mouth when he was said, and couldn't help but retort: "I don't want to have anything to do with this." ”

"......" or not. Saint Laurent Garros sighed, his tone full of silence: "Anyway, this holy city is already dead, and you can't have anything to do with it anymore." ”

Looking at the woman who was so profound and undeliberately angry, but now her face was full of despair, Char couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart, and couldn't help but whisper: "Actually......" You don't have to be so desperate, I think that you are just thinking too much about that old guy from Simon:" What he said is actually reasonable. Saint Laurent Garros waved his hand and said slowly: "Although I don't want to admit it, the truth is right in front of me. They rebelled, but in pursuit of their own justification. Since ancient times, imprisonment has been self-defeating, and the more ruthless the imprisonment, the more powerful it will naturally rebound in the future. The Holy City has been like this for thousands of years, in fact, it is against the people, I "I understand" "Cut." Char looked at Saint Laurent Garros and deliberately said loudly in a disdainful tone, "You understand a fart! ”

"What did you say?" Saint Laurent Garros glanced up and gave Char a cold look.

"I said you know a. Char shook his head: "It seems that although you are a legendary guardian, after all, you are sitting in this circle, sitting in a well and watching the sky, and your mind is still too simple: the words of that old fellow of Ximen, although they are righteous and awe-inspiring, but if you are a child, or you who have never seen the world, the son of the Holy City will just give up, if you want to use this and the words of the Emperor to bluff people in the outside world, it will already make people laugh and lose their big teeth." ”

Seeing that there was a trace of curiosity in Saint Laurent Garros's eyes, Char deliberately coughed and said loudly: "That old man keeps saying good things, what pursues self-righteousness, and why doesn't he want to rot with the Holy City anymore......" If it was before, this and the old man would naturally agree with him. But this old guy does things, shouts beautiful slogans, but does things ruthlessly and viciously. If he wants to escape from this small circle of confinement and be in power for ten years, if he wants to sneak away, even if he drags his family with him, who can stop him? As long as he runs out of the holy city to Byzantium or any country, finds a corner to drill, the sky is high and the birds fly, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, where will the people in the holy city go to find him? You Saint Laurent Garros will not leave easily. The other elders were fit to wear a pair of pants with him. If they are really just pursuing some kind of self-justification, wouldn't it be easier for them to defect and run away en masse and leave this hellish place?"

Saint Laurent Garros is not a stupid person after all, but he was discouraged by the repeated blows of today, which gave birth to desperate thoughts. This frying was reminded by Char, and the god Jīng immediately recovered a little. "But they didn't run, not only did they not run, but looking at these things they did, they spent ten years burying chess pieces, making a mixed mix of fake city lord heirs, colluding with all the members of the Council of Elders, and then murdering the city lord's entire family, and then murdering the only elder who refused to go along with them, and so many dead soldiers that they had so many people in their hearts, and finally I don't know how much effort it took to turn half of that samurai regiment in your holy city against them......" It took so much effort, so much time, and so much effort, is it just to pursue one, and "if you want to make a self-determination, it is the easiest thing to leave." They played such a big game of chess, killed so many people, and buried so many layouts, and the things they were plotting were naturally huge, and they were by no means beautiful and self-justifying as they shouted. "Well, that's ......" "It's very simple, plot the wealth of the Holy City." Char pursed the corners of his lips: "The outside world" everyone knows that the Holy City contains an unknown amount of wealth, and the Holy City has been inherited for thousands of years, and has accumulated an unknown number of ...... "These elders have been in power in the Holy City for many years, and they know best the family background of the Holy City, and it is simple to leave the corner, and they can come out of the treasure mountain and run away empty-handed, who can be willing? Therefore, they want to make their own excuses, of course, there are some, but more of them are to rebel and seize the family property! Kill the city lord, and then harm you, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!" Then it's simple, anyway, the Holy City doesn't have a legendary guardian like you, and the Holy City is no longer safe, they can take the huge wealth accumulated by the Holy City people and queens to the world, and go to the world to live their nourishing rì!"

Char said more and more explicitly: "That old man of the dead ghost once told me a truth before his death, he said: If a person is desperate, then there must be a huge benefit worthy of his desperate efforts: these old things of the Senate have risked losing their heads to do such a big thing, are they really so great, just to save everyone in the Holy City, I look at the old man of Simon's eyebrows, what is the appearance of a saint." ”

Hearing this, Saint Laurent Garros couldn't help but laugh out loud, but the injury was randomly affected, and he coughed violently, and a small mouthful of blood came out. She waved her hand to stop Char's support, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth and whispered: "Although you kid speaks roughly, you can understand the reason." "I was too pessimistic to think about it:"

A light nose suddenly flowed from her eyes: "So, saint..." is still saved?" "There is no salvation!" Char shook his head categorically, and immediately dispelled Saint Laurent Garros's expectations: "When you went to my house to look for me, I scolded this hellish holy city. Those rebels are right, how much money did your ancestors owe to that human emperor, and they actually sold their own chopped offspring to others as slaves in one go? ”

When Char said this, he snorted: "No one wants to be born to be a slave, and no one is born to be imprisoned in one place for the rest of his life, no matter how amiable the slave lord looks! No matter how beautiful the captive place looks! No matter how splendid this cage is!"

Although the sound of this sentence was not loud, but when Saint Laurent Garros heard it, he looked at Char in a daze and savored these words in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

She is Saint Laurent Garros, who has a transcendent status in the Holy City, and is worshiped by everyone, and is on an equal footing with the city lord...... "She is naturally not a minion, so she never thought about what the other people in the Holy City thought. She has been emerging since she was a child, she is detached, she is established as the successor of the future, and her every move has been noticed and admired, where can she think of the thoughts of those who are trampled underfoot?

To put it more bluntly, Saint Laurent Garros is, to some extent, even a beneficiary of the Holy City.

She has extraordinary strength, and occasionally she can quietly do some illegal things.

Ding the thoughts of those who have been imprisoned here all their lives, how can she ever understand it?

Once the knot is opened, the remaining obsessions will suddenly become clear.

Saint Laurent Garros sighed, the jīng god on his face was actually a little more prosperous, and then Jiao chuckled: "I see...... "I see" "I see, it's ......" "Okay!" Char listened to the noise and shouting outside getting more and more urgent, and couldn't help urging: "I've spent so many words, you should also tell me, where is Nene?"

Saint Laurent Garros said in a low voice: "Don't worry, she should be with the other city lord candidates for heirs......" "Safety is no hindrance, the senator will try to support that impostor to ascend to the throne, before ascending to the throne, in order not to arouse the tongue of the people, it is not to open the killing and harm of other candidates." This should be under soft confinement in the Senate along with the other heirs of the city lord, and you will naturally be able to find her in a moment. ”

Saying that, St. Logaros told Char the location of the Senate in the Holy City, and Char listened to it, silently remembering it in his heart, and then finally relieved, and said with a smile: "Okay, since it's okay, let's kill it! Those rotten fish and shrimp outside, do you really think that Lao Yanzi was blocked by them and fell into a desperate situation? Hmph!" "Char." Saint Laurent Garros hesitated for a moment, but still condensed: "I know that no one in the Holy City is your opponent now, but ......" Those people outside, even if they are rebellious, but most of them are not the conspiracies of the Senate, they are just instigated, and they only want to pursue their own reasons, and the main conspiracy like Simon is damned, you ...... "Although you refuse to admit it, but the blood flowing on your body, after all, came out of the Holy City, so, if you can, don't kill more." ”

Char muttered in her heart: Women are soft-hearted after all! If you are killed like this by Lao Yanzi, if you still have a chance to take revenge, you can go out and kill it directly.

However, Saint Laurent Garros's eyes fell on him, Char looked at the eagerness in the other party's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Okay, they didn't harm me anyway, since you are willing to let them go, why should I be a villain." ”

As he spoke, he helped Saint Laurent Garros up and said, "The ...... you have on you"...""I won't be able to die for the time being." Saint Laurent Garros showed a bit of pride in his tone: "Your senior brother Hesting is also poisoned, he can't die, how can I die." It's just that this poison specializes in devouring the power of the strong, and I can't do anything with people for the time being. ”

Char also doesn't know how to answer a strong look, losing strength is even more difficult to accept than death:

Saint Laurent Garros didn't seem to be grieving too much anymore, took the initiative to put his arm on Char's shoulder, and whispered, "Let's go out." After delaying for so long, the people in the tunnel should have gone far. ”

Char nodded, tore off a few strips of cloth from the hem of her white robe, and then tied Saint Laurent Garros on her back with strips of cloth, carried her forward a few steps, and said with a smile: "Then let's go." ”

,...... "Char." Saint Laurent Garros suddenly screamed, and then her tone seemed to become very strange: "This is the city lord's mansion...... "All the materials and documents of the Holy City have always been stored here. This includes information on all returnees. You were a pound of training thrown out by the Holy City in the first place, seed, and now that you are here, don't you want to find out your information and look at it? The information must be recorded that your biological parents are..."You, don't you want to go and see it?"

Char's footsteps suddenly froze, and his body fell into stiffness!

He stood there and hesitated for a moment, his breathing first becoming rapid, then he slowly took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long breath, and exhaled a sentence that was not loud but unusually firm. "No need!"

,......" After being silent for a while, the solemn voice of the Saint Laurent Garros group behind him whispered: ,...... "Really don't need to?" "No!" Xia Ya Li interrupted Saint Laurent Garros's words, the turtle's voice seemed to be a little astringent, but the tone was resolute without hesitation: "What if you know? I don't know what! Anyway, I've been here for so many years:" Char's voice seemed to be a little fluctuating, but in the end, he still shook his head resolutely: "It's just a futile heart!"

For a moment, Saint Laurent Garros also stopped talking, and the two fell into a strange silence, only the roar of the door slamming outside the door kept ringing

"Quick!!Send more people to find the hammer!Go find the hammer from the storeroom!"

Just outside the altar hall, nearly a thousand armor warriors were surrounded inside and out, and among them there were quite a few rebels who were dressed in white to protect the samurai.

Several elders stood on the outermost, anxiously urging orders.

Although the door of the altar was wide, it was crowded with more than a dozen people, and the huge prism hammer smashed on the door, and after such a long effort, the gate finally could not bear it, and made a cracking sound with a clatter.

"Don't rush in!

One of the elders jumped to his feet, gave a hasty order, and added, "Send someone to get something to start a fire!"

The armor soldiers shouted and moved, and the outside was lined up in layers, and several thick shield walls were erected.

As soon as the people inside came out, it was a fierce killing!

The crack in the gate was smashed open a little more, and when victory seemed to be on the horizon, everyone let out a cheer.

However, all the rebellions seem to be the last time to be tormented! As long as the power of the last holy city guarding it is killed, this holy city will be completely destroyed!

But just when the cheers of the crowd began, and the waves did not subside a little."

Rumble!!!

In the sky overhead, there was a deafening roar!

It was clearly broad daylight, but a dazzling thunderbolt swept through the sky, almost making people unable to open their eyelids!

This mountain of the holy city was originally extremely high, and the top of the mountain was surrounded by clouds and mist. But just after this thunderbolt, the clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be split apart and dissipated in all directions!

A strange explosion in the middle of the day suddenly shocked everyone.

And before everyone came to their senses, a bigger change happened,

Beneath the Holy City.

The six-pointed star white towers of the six high-ranking ministers located around the holy city, as if at the same time, suddenly, the six towers burst out with dazzling white sè light at the same time, like six silver sè flames, located around the holy city, firmly occupying the six eyes of the six-pointed star!

At the same time, a beam of silver light burst out from the six spires, and the light soared into the sky, and slammed into the sky!

On the earth, the position of the base of the six white towers, a spectacular silver sè light appeared on the ground quickly, just printed on the earth, and then it was just an instant, the light has shrouded the entire mountain of the holy city, and the earth is connected by the white tower as a number of light bands together, forming a catty, huge and incomparable six-pointed star pattern!

The whole holy city was shaken. Although there had been a killing rebellion in the city lord's mansion on the top of the mountain, most of the entire holy city had not been alarmed, but at this time, countless figures ran out of the countless buildings in the city, looking towards the sky and into the distance, looking at the six-pointed star magic tower array that had already launched the light, and everyone's face had different expressions written on it, some were surprised, some were afraid, some were shocked, and some were at a loss:

The rebels who were stuck outside the altar at the top of the hill were also stunned:

Those few catties, the elders standing behind seemed to have reacted, and one of them jumped up and screamed: "The six-pointed star magic circle has been activated! There is a strong enemy invasion!!"

"Send someone to take a look!!"

Before the words fell, there was another earth-shattering bang!

With a boom, there seemed to be a fire-like light in the sky, like a comet that scraped through the sky, smashing into the holy city, and the six sky-high beams of the six-pointed star tower shrouded the entire mountain city in it.

The fiery red comet rushed down into the sky, and was immediately stopped by a beam of light, and under the impact of the light, the sound suddenly fell into the ears of everyone from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Many people were shocked and fell to the ground and fainted on the spot at the first time, and some people even shed blood in their ears and shouted in pain.

Many of the armor soldiers on the top of the mountain were directly shocked by this sound, and one of the elders who jumped up and gave the order fainted directly.

"City, city defense! The magic circle also needs someone to preside over it!" an elder subconsciously shouted:

At this time, no one hesitated, and the few elders who were still awake didn't even have time to say anything, they glanced at each other, and at the same time turned around and rushed out wildly, and the armor soldiers behind them also woke up and ran out together, and for a while, the people trapped outside the altar all ran clean!

Just south of the Holy City Mountain, about a hundred meters away from the White Sè Tower, two figures stood there, one of them was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man in gray robes, with his hands behind his back, and his long sleeves enveloping his hands: and the other, no more than thirty or forty years old, had an angular face, with short hair standing up like steel needles, and at his waist was a saber of the style commonly used by warriors in the army:

Both of them were standing a hundred meters away from the White Tower, both of them tightly closed their mouths, looking at the tall tower shrouded in white light in the distance, and their eyes were solemn.

After a long time, the middle-aged man spoke: "What a strong force, Yelin, if it were you, how many hits would you be able to sustain under the power of this magic?"

The person who was full of anger was naturally Yelin, and when he heard this, he smiled coldly: "You yourself have lost confidence because you have been hit, but you came to ask me what to do." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky above his head: "I see that man, he hasn't used his real strength yet!"

Above the sky, beyond the dazzling beam of white sè, there was a seemingly small figure, floating in the air, wearing a dirty leather jacket, obviously the burly figure and face of the Odin, his right hand was leisurely behind him, his left hand was clenched into a fist, looking at the holy city surrounded by six white towers in the distance, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Taking a light breath, his left fist swung out again, and with the fist wind, another flame of light slammed into the beam of the White Tower like a comet.

Followed by a loud and deep voice, even if it was a thunderous roar in the sky, the sound that could not be concealed enveloped the entire holy city!

"Saint Laurent Garros, I'm coming!"