Hearing that Zoro invited Lambonis and the old leader's subordinates to the palace for a short discussion, Mendrissa raised his eyebrows and said, "Lord Zoro, then I"

"Your Excellency, you don't have to. I think that when it comes to marching and fighting, the teachers are more than competent. Zoro unceremoniously refused.

Mendrissa wanted to say something, but Lambonis stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will avenge Habeth's revenge for you!"

Mendrissa nodded heavily, and said nothing more. Zoro glanced at him and smiled coldly. Glancing at Withel, the Commander of the Guards didn't know that Sauron's palace had now become a demon cave, but he also knew that there was something unusual about it. As for what is unusual, he naturally will not take a long time to explore it. Now that Sauron has a bad eye, naturally he won't have any good ideas.

Hearing the song, Wither knew what he meant, nodded immediately, and said with a respectful expression, "Teacher Lambonis, please come with me." ”

After the bloody knight left, the atmosphere in the conference hall eased a little. Mendrissa retreated playfully, and the meeting could continue only when the fainted ministers had woken up. However, the content of the next meeting was a bit lackluster, and after bypassing Mendrissa's revenge for his son Habeth, the agenda only went according to the previous session.

The only thing that is strange is that the Oderson family did not say anything during the meeting, even if they had been as violent as Mendrissa some time ago. So Sauron began to look a little drowsy in the bland reports, and it was not until the affairs of the Knights' side that he picked up a little.

In the Knights, a tall and handsome figure met Sauron's eyes. It was the Legion Commander of the 11th Regiment, the Bloody Rose, and his appearance was considered to be the most handsome among the Knights. Yafidi, who has long aqua blue hair, has fair skin that seems to overflow with water when pressed, and her eyes like flowing water match Yafidi's graceful appearance. Just standing casually will make some aristocratic lords with special fetishes drool.

But no one would dare to fight the idea of this legion commander, after all, the name of "Rose", which matches his appearance and temperament, is prefixed with the prefix "blood-stained".

Jafidi stepped forward and saluted Sauron. He half-ran on the ground, one fist on the ground, and the other hand on his chest, which was the etiquette of the Knights. After saluting, Yafidi said in his neutral, slightly feminine voice, "Lord Zoro, the head of the Signe asked me to convey to me before the meeting, he seems to have important matters that need to be communicated with you remotely. ”

"Understood. Sauron nodded and said, "Give me the brain to connect to the command center of the 4th Division, and I want to communicate with Sine." ”

There is no clear person to whom this order is given, but there are always people who carry it out. A moment later, a light screen appeared in front of the abutment, followed by an image inside. The tall, melancholy commander of the 4th Division, Signe, appeared on the light screen.

"What's wrong, Signa?" asked Zoro directly.

As before, Sine habitually turned the nameless ring on the tail finger before saying, "I need reinforcements, Lord Zoro. ”

"Reinforcements?" Zoro said, "Do you think those pirates will attack Facero?"

"At least a 50% chance. "After all, we're too close to Roaring Bay, and Facero's resources are so disproportionate to its defenses. If I were a pirate, I would have chosen to attack Facero. After the Battle of Roaring Bay, they didn't have much to offer. If they were to get supplies, or even if they had even the slightest ambition, Facero was the best choice for them. ”

"And if I am the only Knights, it is obvious that I will not be able to hold it. What's more, the real mission of my 4th detachment is to protect the path of destiny!"

"That's true, I see, let Yafidi help you. Zoro quickly made a decision.

"Thank you for your support, my lord. So said Sine.

After the communication was cut off, Sauron only gestured to Yafidi. The latter nodded, and stood up. With the cloak blowing, the handsome Legionnaire left the hall with graceful steps.

At the same time as Jafidi left, Lambonis and his subordinates arrived at Sauron's palace. Almost all of the subordinates brought by Lambonis were former colleagues. Among the dozen people, the youngest has to be in his forties. The average ability of these people is around the sixth or seventh rank, and their personal combat power is not commendable, but their ability to lead troops is not comparable to those officers of the same level now.

Two or three of these people had blazed the bloodstained trail with Lambonis. Except for the fact that he does not meet the standards set by the Knights in terms of ability rank, he is qualified for the position of Legion Commander in all other aspects. Originally, these retired officers were given a colony of various sizes as a benefit for these senators, and Lambonis was given a rich colonial island.

Now they are giving up their comfortable lives and preparing to rush to the front. On the one hand, it was out of respect for the old boss of Lambonis, and on the other hand, it was the fighting spirit that had never aged and called for them. So they stood here, and under the leadership of Wissel, Lambonis and they came to the palace of Sauron.

Lambonis furrowed his gray eyebrows, Sauron's palace seemed a little too deserted. He said lightly: "When will that kid Sauron no longer need guards?"

Ever since Gaia took possession of the palace, Sauron has withdrawn the Silver Hand out of the palace. With Gaia in charge, whoever doesn't break into the palace with a long eye can only be considered unlucky. It's just that now this arrangement falls in the eyes of Lambonis, which seems somewhat abnormal.

Wessel laughed and said, "Lord Zoro's mind is far beyond what we can fathom, if Teacher Lambonis has any doubts, why don't you wait and ask Lord Zoro in person?" Lambonis only thought it was strange, but he didn't intend to delve into it.

The Commander of the Guards pushed the door open, and a cold wind blew from the dimly lit palace that froze blood. It was early afternoon, but the light in the palace was not so abundant. But Lambonis was not old and dizzy, and when he swept it away, he saw that there was almost no furniture in the palace, making the whole palace look a little empty.

"Teacher, please. Wessel laughed.

Lambonis nodded heavily and stepped inside. But when the old officers were about to enter, they stopped Wisser, and the commander of the guards smiled: "Everyone, please hand over your weapons." ”

An older officer glared, only to see Lambonis nodding before handing over his weapon. In a matter of moments, Wessel had taken four or five swords, seven or eight pistols. He handed them all over to a Silver Hand Knight, and said, "Xiexie, please don't worry. When you leave, I'll return it as it is. ”

Then he made a gesture of please, and as he watched the retired veterans walk into Sauron's palace, Withssel smiled imperceptibly. Not to mention that these people can get their weapons back, it is still unknown whether they will be able to get out. Wessel slowly closed the door for them, and when the gate closed completely, the old soldier with an unhappy face whispered, "Lord Lambonis, it feels a little strange. ”

"Don't worry, this is the Pope's Chamber, and I don't dare to mess around. Let's wait for him and see what tricks he can play. Lambonis snorted heavily in his nostrils, circled around, and said, "What the hell is this Sauron, there is not even a chair in the palace." ”

When one of the veterans turned to the load-bearing pillar, he suddenly crouched down and looked at it for a moment as if he had found something. Then he said, "My lord, there's something strange here. ”

Lambonis walked up, and under the old soldier's finger, a deep mark appeared on the pillar. The notches are cut from top to bottom, diagonally across the column. The incision is smooth, almost like something like a high-energy beam slicing through it, to create such a smooth incision. Lambonis put his hand on it, but read more. It included the residual murderous aura, not strong, but deep enough, deep enough as a pitch-black pool, enough to drown anyone in it.

"Your Excellency?"

The call of the veteran next to him brought Lambonis back to his senses. He couldn't help but ponder, why was there such a murderous cut in Sauron's palace? And now that this incision is still here, does it mean that there is still danger in the palace?

"Let's go!" Lambonis immediately stood up and said, "Let's leave"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp killing machine like a sharp sword out of its sheath poured out from the depths of the palace. Just by the sympathy of the qi machine, Lambonis felt cold and painful all over his body, as if he had been slashed by a cold blade.

"Be careful!" Before he could warn, several dark rays of light appeared in Lambonis's eyes. These rays of light appeared on the bodies of the veterans he had brought with him, or on the neck, or on the waist, or straight slashes, or horizontally! One of them swept diagonally towards him, and Lambonis clearly caught the trajectory of the light, but it was as if he was in a quagmire, and in any case, the long sword pressed on the handle could not be lifted.

He was the only one allowed to enter the palace with a weapon, and when it came to life and death, Lambonis finally showed the level he deserved. In the midst of the loud shouts, the power of his whole body skyrocketed, and he broke through the feeling of being bound to his hands and feet in one fell swoop. Immediately, people seemed to burst out of the water, and all kinds of reactions were extremely fast.

Draw your sword!

Block!

The black line was imprinted on the body of the sword that had only been drawn nearly halfway out, and there was a loud sound. The force surged in, pushing Lambonis involuntarily flew backwards. The old head snorted, pulled out the remaining sword with all his might, and finally bounced the black line out and crashed into the dome of the palace, leaving a smooth cut like a pillar.

But the others were not so lucky, and a dozen or so veterans still maintained their previous postures. Then some of the upper and lower bodies are misaligned, some of the heads fly, and some are directly divided into two halves. They all died in different ways, without exception, after their bodies were dismembered, they all exploded one by one. After a dozen muffled noises in a row, the blasted blood and flesh were sprinkled all over the ground, and even Lambonis was dyed with blood for Kenma.

Lambonis trembled and shouted angrily, "Who is it!"

Only his voice echoed in the palace, and it wasn't until the end of the note disappeared that Lambonis heard a cold voice behind him: "I should ask this sentence, I have obviously explained it, I understand." You are the food that Sauron has delivered. ”

Lambonis turned around with a cautious attitude, showing not the slightest flaw, showing the level of a regimental commander. Then he saw a man standing quietly behind him, his silver long points hanging down on his shoulders on both sides, handsome to the point of a somewhat bewitching face, but the left pupil was strangely golden. A cruel smile was drawn into his lips, and the look in which he stared at himself felt familiar to Lambonis.

In an instant, Lambonis knew that Weishenme would feel familiar. Because when he was hunting, he would look at a dying and struggling prey with the same eyes.

The man wears a black fur trench coat with a breasted trim band in the style of a military uniform. There was no wind in the room, but the hem of the trench coat swayed slightly, just like the burning black flame. He carried the scabbard in one hand, but in the other hand he held a narrow war knife nearly three meters long. On the tip of the knife, there was a free black electric fire that jumped slightly, and from time to time a beam popped out and swept through the space.

So there was a burning smell in the air.

"Who are you?weishenme will be here!" Lambonis looked the man up and down, shook his head, and said, "You are not from the Pope's Hall, weishenme will be in Sauron's palace!"

"Looks like you don't know anything about it, I understand that Sauron is planning to kill someone with a knife. The man smiled slightly and said, "Forget it, although it's a little unpleasant." But now, I'm a little hungry. You look a little older, but you're barely worthy of my food. ”

"Honored, human?" the man said with a faint smile.

"You call me human?" Lambonis's pupils constricted, "And what are you!"

"I am a god, so I naturally stand on a different level than you!" With a slight smile, the man's body leaned forward and turned into a black light.

"It's not funny at all!" Lambonis exclaimed, the sword in his hand suddenly surging with dazzling energy flames. Slashed out in an instant, but the figure of a man appeared in the void, as well as his overly long combat knife.

The energy light flame rose and contracted, quickly condensed, and converged into a little brilliance on the contact point of the opponent's sword. Then it exploded, and the beam energy rippled and stirred, dragging the blast wind and pushing the two away.

"It's kind of interesting. The silver-haired man chuckled, his body seemingly violating the laws of physics. Under the impetus of the explosion, it floated up, and with a light step in mid-air, the person was killed like a lightning bolt.

Lambonis's pupils dilated violently, and in the midst of the loud shouting, the shirt on his body exploded into thousands of butterflies, and the flying debris went towards the man.

Every piece of debris in it was covered with the energy of the old leader, no less than a grenade. But the silver-haired man was undaunted and walked through the crumbs. Strangely, the energy on the debris disappeared completely, so the debris really became debris, and the pieces flew away weakly.

Lambonis's eyes widened, and he could hardly believe this fact.

In the next second, the man had already killed, turning into a cloud of knife light and entangled Lambonis.

Lambonis was already known for his swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have been able to teach a student who was known as a swordsman. However, the combat skill in front of him was even higher than him, and the narrow combat knife was in the hands of the silver-haired man. Sometimes it is like a broadsword in both hands, slashing straight and vertically, and the knife is heavier than the mountains, and sometimes it is like a trickle of water, one knife after another, and the knives are so delicate that there is no gap.

A war knife in the hands of the silver-haired man showed all kinds of weapons, and only then did Lambonis realize that his own sword skills were not praised in the eyes of the other party. What made the old head even more chilling was that this man's eyes always fell on him, and Lambonis was getting more and more chilled.

After forgetting how many knives he had blocked, Lambonis, he suddenly felt the pressure in front of him disappear, and the dazzling sword light disappeared. But the next moment, the man slashed again.

The knife slashed out, and a sharp whistling sound was immediately generated. Lambonis didn't have time to think about it, and raised his knife to block it, but suddenly realized that his body was empty. Fang Zi woke up, and every time he blocked the man's knife just now, the energy in his body plummeted by one point. At first, he thought it was natural consumption, but now it seems that in less than 3 minutes, his energy has been exhausted, and this speed is too abnormal.

The silver-haired man finally smiled and said, "It's too late to find out now!" said that the battle knife accelerated, and Lambonis had to grit his teeth to block.

When there was a sound, the loud sound of collision continued to echo in the palace.

The silver-haired man put away the knife leisurely, the long knife returned to its sheath, and he glanced at Lambonis lightly. The latter suddenly shook all over his body, and then a blood line appeared in the middle of his forehead, and the blood line quickly stretched straight out, and it passed over the face of the old regiment leader, and Zuihou submerged into the neck socket under the collar. The next moment, a wave of blood erupted from the middle of Lambonis's body, and then the old leader's body fell straight to the ground.

"I can't split it, there are two hits. The silver-haired man smiled and glanced at the palace again, where it was already stained red with blood. He didn't speak, just took a deep breath.

Thus the corpse of Lambonis and the other veterans turned into a colorful glow, which spread again, whether it was internal organs, blood, or bones. The remains of the dead scattered throughout the palace all turned into clusters of brilliance, and finally converged into beams of energy and flames, all of which crashed into the silver-haired man's body.

Suddenly, the palace was filled with flames. But in the blink of an eye, these flames of light were all contained in the man's body, and then looking at the entire palace, how could there be any bloodstains? Not to mention blood, even the corpse disappeared.

If Zero was here now, he would have been surprised. Because what the silver-haired man did just now was the technique of converting matter into energy and then absorbing it, which was the complete opposite of his ability!