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No one wants this kind of thing to happen, but unfortunately, it often does not depend on human will. In any case, this banquet in the Water Moon Manor was already destined to shake the north.

The battle has evolved so far, except for those who fainted, everyone has reacted. The manor guards are bursting into the halls to rescue the people on the ground. The knights of the Outer Security Agency also surrounded this layer and quickly advanced.

In such an environment, the aristocratic and wealthy businessmen who were lucky enough to escape naturally could not leave immediately. They gathered not far from the hall with frightened faces, some noble women were crying, some were shouting to find friends and relatives, and more were talking about which big man had not yet come out...... But when you arrive in Zuihou, most people listen in amazement to the roar from the back of the manor, and watch the exquisite houses that are built like children playing at home, falling down at the touch and blowing away......

Gollum ...... Swallowing, he struggled to turn his gaze back down the hall.

It's hard to say about the rich merchants, but all the nobles have a little strength, maybe they don't have enough hands-on experience, but their fighting spirit cultivation is still very impressive, and there are many middle-level martial artists standing here. But Rao was like this, and the sight in front of them still made their hearts contract violently. What is this? Tear down the house and play...... That's it, it's not what they can do, let's look at the hall......

The hall here is more suitable for viewing without psychological barriers, and the scale of the battle is small. The dozen or so Dark Serpent Guards were gradually being split and fighting alone. Not bad. Their skills are very good. But this is not the case with the fighting style. Coupled with the current situation, it is estimated that it will not be long before they will be completely annihilated.

"Get out of the way...... Evil heresy, accept the punishment of the God of Light, Arrow of Light!"

"Judgment of the Holy Sword...... You should not walk in the world and pollute sentient beings, but today I will be Sesman to purify you......"

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More than a dozen lightsabers whizzed back and forth over the ruined hall, swooping and attacking with guidance from time to time, with extraordinary momentum.

Below, Sesman, dressed in a red robe, had a solemn and solemn expression. His eyes were round, as if he was staring at those precarious dark snake guards with jealousy and hatred, and he looked very good. In fact, the effect received was really good, and the nobles and wealthy merchants not far away were all complimenting, gesturing from time to time, and muttering words like praise to God.

As soon as the battle situation of the three of Don changed, Seisman was in good spirits, waved his hand to command the guards who came in, and came to the front line in person. That jiashi, I know. It was clear that those people were just the Dark Serpent Guard. I don't know, I thought he was fighting a fierce battle with the patriarch of a tribe in the Northern Wilderness.

As Daou said before. Since I'm here, I don't plan to go back alive. These Dark Serpent Guards naturally had this awareness, and did not make a move to hold the nobles and wealthy merchants of the land hostage. To be honest, it doesn't make sense, it's thousands of miles away from the Northern Wilderness, and even if there are hostages in hand, you can't go back. If you have that time, why don't you take the opportunity to trample a few to death......

However, the strength of the Grand Magician of Sesman is not fake, and if he faces Don or Daou, it will naturally have no chance of winning. But it is still more than enough to deal with these dark snake guards who have already revealed their figures. Coupled with the fact that more and more guards rushed in, these dozen or so dark snake guards did not make much of a wave, and with another concentrated attack of the lightsaber, they were finally wiped out.

But the hall is quiet, but the dead will never wake up. When the wealthy aristocratic merchant who was looking for relatives and friends rushed into the ruined hall, he saw Sesman standing next to a corpse covered in darkness with a sad face.

Not to mention those who were scrambling to find relatives and friends, more people gathered around Seessman. Soon, they recognized the black charcoal corpse on the ground, which was the Holy City Messenger before, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Three days later, the masters of the Bright God Association to reinforce the front line will arrive, but now the person receiving them is dead, how can this be good? And even if you don't talk about this, this messenger is from the Holy City, but now he is dead at the banquet of the nobles of Coldwater City. Although it is because there is a reason for it, how to explain it is undoubtedly a headache.

"Lord Sesman, don't be too sad, he has just returned to the arms of the God of Light, and he will surely enter Paradise to enjoy eternal joy. In the middle of the ring, a nobleman who was about a believer in the Temple of Light spoke comfortingly.

"Alas......" Sesman's white eyebrows moved slightly, shook his head, and looked up with a long sigh, so compassionate, "I'm not sad...... On the front lines, I faced death almost every day, and even my Guardian Knights died in battle...... I just regret that the evil of the world is far from gone, but our valiant warriors have already set out on their way home. ”

After a pause, he wiped his eyes, then looked up and said with a straight face: "However, these are not the reasons for us to cower...... He has returned to the embrace of the God of Light, and I am also preparing, as long as there is still a breath left, as long as there is a little bit of sin in this world, we will fight it to the end!"

Bang Bang Bang ......

Thunderous applause rang out, and everyone around looked at Seessman with reverence. There are rich feelings, and at this time there are tears in their eyes.

Sesman took a step back, first bowed solemnly to the corpse of the messenger, and then waved his hand: "I didn't do anything...... Please also dedicate your applause and respect to him, to those who died innocently today. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but admire them even more. What kind of high wind and bright festival is this, before he was trapped in the hall and fought with the cultists, and then he led everyone to clean up the remnants, but now he completely blamed the dead messenger...... How noble! How selfless! Oh, praise God!

The hall was solemn at first, everyone bowed and saluted, and then thunderous applause rang out again.

They didn't know how shocked they would have been if they saw that the few people killed by the crossbow arrows were bounced off by Seessman's magic shield. I don't know how disillusioned they would have been if they had seen Sesman retreat in the hall in disarray, and then shouted for help...... It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs in this world, so Cessman now has gained even higher respect.

Call...... Wiping his forehead, Sesman breathed a slight sigh of relief, finally pushing the credit out......

It's not that Sesman respects this messenger in this way, in fact, he doesn't care if this guy lives or dies. It's not that Sesman doesn't want this credit, don't forget that he came to the North for this. It's just that the credit in front of me is too hot, and if you receive this credit, you have to bear the corresponding responsibility. And now that so many aristocratic and wealthy businessmen have died on the scene, how can they bear it? It is obviously a deal that makes more money than loses......

"Lord Sesman, it's been such a long time since we've been fighting over there, will there be nothing wrong with Knight Servian?" said a nobleman with a worried look behind him.

"Yes, if you don't want to help, you can destroy these heretics as soon as possible. ”

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"Ahem, this ......" The corners of Seysman's mouth twitched twice, asking him to go to the rescue? What are you kidding...... However, this Sesman is worthy of being in the camp for so many years, and his reaction is first-class, his eyes rolled, and he said softly, "You don't need to panic, please believe in the strength of Knight Captain Shavien." In fact, we have a division of labor for a long time. The battle is not over yet, and it is not certain whether there are any hidden cultists around. So my job is to protect you here...... Alas, more people have died today, and we don't want any more innocent people to die. ”

These words can be described as pertinent, and the key is that they also involve the safety of everyone themselves, and the result is a lot of approval.

With a wave of his hand, he suppressed the noise. Sesman spoke again, diverting everyone's attention: "Although we can't directly help Captain Shavien in battle, we can pray that she will get the God of Light...... Huh?"

Before Seessman could finish speaking, there was a sudden silence at the back of the manor.

Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a figure walked out of the ruins, silver armor, a spear of light flames, and a black shadow hanging on the tip of the spear, vaguely, it was a corpse......

............ (To be continued......)