Chapter Seventy-Eight: Please Enter the Urn
But after Hawke left, he swept directly to the courtyard deep in the mansion.
According to Count Warren's arrangement, since he planned to steal the beams and change the pillars, luring the enemy into the depths would be the top priority. Even if the enemy realizes that something is wrong and has gone deep into the depths and wants to retreat, he can't help it.
You must know that the potential strength of the Edra family is not just as simple as hundreds of low-level martial artists.
There are as many as five hidden middle-level 3-level powerhouses alone, but these hidden middle-level powerhouses live in seclusion on weekdays, and few people see them, just in the name of a family protector, enjoying happiness.
Although it is not enough to compete with the powerhouses of intermediate level 4 with only five intermediate level 3 storage zΓ i, if you add a Hawk with unfathomable strength......
This kind of luxurious lineup is deliberately ambushed, as long as the enemy is not a top master who has stepped into the intermediate level 5, then he will not be spared.
"I have commanded the matter, and you will lie in ambush and act as an opportunity. β
In a courtyard deep in the mansion, Hawke's cold words were spoken, and in front of him, five old men in different clothes stood respectfully.
From the strong energy surging around these five old men, it was obvious that it was the family protector with mid-level strength.
The five Pharaoh Protectors were obviously accustomed to Hawke's indifferent attitude, and they all nodded their heads without the slightest objection.
Although they are middle-level powerhouses, they are inevitably in awe in the face of Hawke, whose strength is much stronger than their own.
Like them, the old bones, the combat power is at the bottom of the same level, and they haven't learned any secret techniques, so the energy Cheng dΓΉ will naturally not be very strong.
To put it nicely, they are all middle-level powerhouses, chicken heads above the low-level level, and to put it mildly, they are fighters in the garbage.
It seems that at the age when half of these five people have their feet in the ground, they can only stop at the intermediate level 3 in this life, and there is no trace of potential to be tapped. Now with the middle-level strength that is less than the top and more than the bottom, he enjoys the support of the Edra family and lives a comfortable life.
After the order was given, Hawke sat down in the chair in the room and closed his eyes, and the shadows surrounding him made his figure look as if it were blurred through a few layers of mist.
The five Pharaoh Protectors did not bother any longer, and after bowing down one after another, their figures flickered, and each found a hidden corner outside the room and ambushed them.
Although the opponent is a mid-level 4 powerhouse, in terms of strength, their side obviously has more advantages.
Therefore, although the five people who have not done it for a long time are apprehensive, they will not retreat. After all, the food is the worship of the Edra family, and if it really works for them, they still have to work hard.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the middle of the moon.
In the meantime, Huo Ke's figure sitting quietly in the room did not move, it was the five Dharma protectors who were ambushed outside the courtyard, and they were also like sculptures, and under the convergence of the aura, the figure was hidden without the slightest trace.
The night was deep, and the atmosphere seemed very oppressive, and a small group of family guards arranged around the courtyard to serve as a superficial cover, yawning again and again in all kinds of boredom.
And at this moment, in the study, Count Warren sat firmly in front of his desk, his eyes slightly closed, his face flat, as if he was taking a nap.
Compared with Count Warren's calm appearance, Butian was a little restless.
Under the dreary atmosphere, it is like a countdown to death. Butian constantly told himself to be calm and calm. But the more he tried to calm down, the more anxious he became.
Nearly five or six hours had passed since he had negotiated terms with Count Warren, but the man who was supposed to assassinate him had not yet appeared. How could he not be in a hurry? This was a matter related to whether he could break through to the middle level and escape with his life.
Up to now, Bu Tian even has the urge to kidnap Count Warren, as long as he controls this old guy, then he doesn't want to do whatever he wants. not only saved his own life, but also let out a bad breath.
Once this idea is generated, it is like falling into a demon, and it is settled in Butian's mind, and it cannot be eliminated.
"Fight..."Butian's face turned sharp, his eyes looked fiercely at Count Warren, and when he was about to make a move, seven or eight qi locks on his back made his movements stiff on the spot, making him instantly feel like he was washed by cold water and sobered up.
This sudden occurrence shocked Butian's heart, and he secretly scolded himself for being confused: "When I first came to this study, I encountered the same scene, why don't I have a long memory? If this old Warren is really so easy to deal with, how can he survive until now?"
Bu Tian's heart was vigilant, and at this moment, Count Warren opened his eyes slightly as if he was aware of it. He glanced at Butian for a moment, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then continued to close his eyes as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Count Warren's expression, Butian was awe-struck in his heart, and secretly exclaimed luck: "Fortunately, I woke up quickly enough, otherwise I would have to suffer a lot." I'm in a dangerous situation right now, and I can't afford to be stupid at a critical time. Thinking of this, Butian took a deep breath and pressed the irritability in his heart.
Four hours ago, Wendy and Locke came to visit together because they were really worried about the safety of the next step. After seeing that Butian was safe and sound, the two were obviously relieved, and immediately avoided Count Warren and whispered questions.
Bu Tian is own situation, and the two of them can't help much in this matter.
Therefore, Butian didn't say much, but only said that he was discussing things with Earl Warren, so that they didn't have to worry and went back to rest early.
When the two heard this, although they had a lot of doubts in their hearts, they were still worried. But in the face of the mighty Earl Warren, he really can't afford to have the courage to resist.
In the end, Wendy, the little girl, couldn't help but persuade a few words, but was called by Earl Warren and took away the blood contract.
In this way, both of them felt as if they were doing a disservice. After casting a cautious look at Butian, they left helplessly.
At this point, Butian was completely isolated, and he could only pin his hopes on the mysterious man who wanted to kill him.
"It's funny that someone who tried to kill me ended up being my only hope of salvation. Butian was bitter and self-deprecating in his heart.
And just as Butian was chattering, a vague black shadow flashed from mid-air, quietly sneaking into the Edra family's mansion without alerting any guards.
After the black shadow infiltrated the mansion, its figure quickly slid to a rockery and hid.
Looking closer, a closer look revealed that the black shadow was a masked man with a rickety figure and black clothes. Judging from the cloudy eyes and the slight gray hair on his sideburns, it was clear that the masked man was quite old, and that he should be an old man.
After hiding his figure, the mysterious old man silently observed the surroundings, and for a while he didn't seem to plan to go deeper, his eyes flickered, and he secretly pondered in his heart: "I need to think about the retreat before I start the next step."
After all, the power of the Adra family is extraordinary, and according to the information I have obtained, Hawke, the shadow hand who was once famous in the mercenary world, has also taken refuge in the Aedra family.
If I don't want to be defeated here, I have to be cautious in my preparations. β
After looking around for a while, after carefully investigating the distribution of the nearby Adra family's guards, the old man immediately groped out a strip of silk white silk from his bosom.
Looking at the silk satin, the old man smiled coldly, spread the silk slightly, and looked at a very detailed map, judging from the layout of the buildings depicted in this map, it seemed to be the detailed distribution of the Edra family's mansion.
After careful comparison, the old man circled a few points on the map, and then put the silk back into his arms.
The points he marked were the more heavily guarded places, and in the huge mansion, these places seemed inconspicuous, but he did not dare to take them lightly.
After all, if he succeeds this time, the movement will inevitably be not small, and if he doesn't want to be buried here, he will have to flee quickly after he succeeds.
And now it would be a pleasure not to write down these places and to get into them with your head covered when you retreated.
"Now... It's time to find a place for that kid. The old man's eyes were gloomy, and he did not hesitate, took out a lens of an inch size from his arms, rubbed it slightly, and then put the lens in front of his eyes, and looked around.
This is the special lens used to track the moonshine powder, which seems to be made of crystal, giving it a dark green color.
After the old man put on the lenses, he looked around for a while, and then slowly removed the lenses, his heart full of hesitation and incomprehension.
He had indeed seen the unique light emitted by the moonlight powder just now, but the place where the light emanated was thousands of meters away from his location, that is, dozens of buildings separated by it, which was the center of the Edra family's mansion.
"It's a little tricky. The old man cursed in his heart, and even hated Benson. "If it weren't for Benson's wreckage who alarmed the Edra family, how could Brent be so tightly guarded and moved his residence to the inner courtyard of the mansion. β
No wonder the old man is not jumping and angry, you must know that a big force attaches great importance to face and rank.
In the inner courtyard of the family, the children of the non-family line, as well as the few guards and servants, did not allow others to enter it.
In the old man's mind, this Brent can live in the inner courtyard, and it is not for the Adra family to protect him in disguise, so what is it? Could it be that Earl Warren still wants to take a son-in-law?
Thinking about it, the old man is quite difficult to ride a tiger now.
If he didn't plan to cancel the operation, then he could only face the difficulties now, and in the hesitation of his eyes, the old man's face turned fierce: "With my mid-level 4 strength, as long as I move quickly enough, it should be enough to get out and save my life." The... Just give it a go. β
The old man did not expect that he had been wrong from the beginning and had fallen into a trap specifically aimed at him.
Maybe he believed in Amy too much, or maybe he never thought that Amy, who had been following his orders, would one day rebel.
This can be said to be a sinful work of heaven, which is still contrary to it, and a man who has done evil cannot live.