The intrigue that is being run keeps Penny distracted from other issues, including the girls on the Mage's Tower, after all, the overbearing vampires must be eradicated in order to live in peace and security at Simon for a long time.

So when he began to prepare the plan, he didn't know that at this time, in a dark alley of Simon City, a war was going on with him that was very close to him, and by the time he received the warning message from Sheckel and Nephis, the battle had been over for a long time, and before the battle began, the paladin of Tyre, Serra Grofia, was walking down the street, and he had already sensed that something was wrong.

As a warrior blessed by God's grace, she did not have the ability to be a prophet of the future, but the keen instinct cultivated by years of fighting told Sierra that someone was spying on her in the shadows, and she had bad intentions, which made her immediately wary.

Having lived in Simon City for some time, she knew of course that she could be in danger in the city at any time in her capacity - she had already experienced many sneak attacks and assassinations.

Now she is a little lacking in spirit, and her pace is a little vain, but her vigilance has not decreased too much, and it is not a good idea to take this opportunity to sneak attack this holy warrior who has grown up in countless battles!

Serra thought about it for a moment, sensing that the smell of this enemy was a little strange, but was still prepared to solve the problem as soon as possible.

But the crowd around her knew it wasn't a good place to solve the problem, and she walked around a few passers-by and crept closer to an alley.

In her opinion, this guy with his own bad intentions probably didn't want to make a big deal and solve everything in the dark alley, which would be better.

However, stand at the entrance of the alley beforehand and carefully check for any traps.

You know, as the Captain of the Holy Warrior of the Temple of Tyre became famous in Westgate City, the dangers she encountered also increased, allowing her to be better tempered by these open guns and arrows.

Before starting the battle, of course, she had to carefully investigate the battlefield, if there was a trap she didn't know about, it would obviously be fatal to meet an evenly matched opponent.

It's just that the tracker doesn't have that much patience.

She covered half of her face with a black cloth, but she gritted her teeth under the cover.

The imprint left by the Church of the Black Hand in her psyche made her hostile to every paladin she met—she had killed hundreds of clergy during her time in the Moon Sea, and had almost been killed by such good god messengers many times, and the hatred in her heart could be imagined.

When she learned that the goddess might have a close relationship with Penny Sean, Lanny became even more furious and wanted to split the creature in two at once.

Especially when she could see clearly at the top of the Mage's Tower, the intimacy between this woman and the wizard was not just what she saw.

What made Lanny even more angry was that she didn't know anything about it before.

A complex emotion filled Lannie's heart with resentment towards the wizard who went nowhere, and when this resentment was transferred to her current target, the combined hatred was like an awl against the back of Serra's heart, and Lannie's eyes stared at it, as if she could melt the shield there with her gaze.

Lannie noticed that her target had stopped in front of an alley, and a warrior's instinct let her know that she had been discovered, at least the paladin had noticed something unusual, and watching Serra's actions, Lannie could not have a hard guess that the paladin's next move was to lure herself into the alley to finish.

This made Lannie start to frown secretly, as a sneak attacker, she liked to be surprised rather than follow someone else's arrangement.

If it was usual, when this happens, she would choose to retreat for a while, and then sneak attack after a few intersections, but now a wave of hatred has made her lose this surname, she touched the long dagger on her waist, gritted her teeth, simply pulled out the exaggerated greatsword from behind her, let out a sharp roar, strode across the small half of the street, jumped high, and the greatsword slashed at the head of the paladin with a huge wind sound.

The paladin was half a beat slower to react, but her skillful fighting instinct allowed her to react as quickly as she could—in less than a blink of an eye, she took off the shield behind her, twisted her left foot, and turned half of her body sharply, and there was a heavy shock from the specially made enchanted small round shield, and she heard the muffled sound of metal shattering, and the aftermath lingered in her ears, and she also took five or six steps back under the impact, until she retreated into the dilapidated alley.

Only then did she realize the appearance of the person who had been walking behind her—although she couldn't see the face, but just looking at the tall and sturdy body, it was a woman with very beautiful curves, and the exaggerated giant sword in her hand, and the impact just now, made Sierra feel a threat that could not be ignored.

She shook off the shield that was not broken, but had sunken in the middle, took a deep breath, and drew the holy sword forged by divine power.

Being able to choose the giant sword as a weapon, and rotate such a big guy weighing more than a hundred pounds like flying, the brute force contained in Lannie's arms can be imagined, just one blow just broke a shield, instead of cutting off this woman's head, which already made Lanny very dissatisfied, so she didn't stop, took two steps forward again, and dragged a large number of sparks on the ground The giant sword flew up under the huge habitual force, and slashed at Serra's waist with a sharp wind-breaking sound.

Serra had just attached a brute force technique to herself, swinging her sword with both hands to block the sweeping greatsword, bursting out with sparks that bloomed like fireworks, and at the same time, the two of them took half a step back at the same time, secretly lamenting that the enemy was not easy to deal with.

Even more problematic was Lanny, whose gaps in the blade of the greatsword told her that although the sword was made of hard volcanic steel, the paladin's weapon was clearly harder than her own.

And Serra's magic reminded her that as a former Bane's temple guard, she had lost all her magical powers, and the other party was obviously favored by the gods, and she might not be able to defeat this hateful woman with swordsmanship alone.

But that didn't make her feel relentless, she screamed even more sharply, and the greatsword swept across Serra's neck again, and the sharp roar contained a clear resentment that took her by surprise, she hadn't seen an opponent of this level of hatred for her in her years as a paladin.

You must know that the enemy that Serra has dealt with in the past, even if he has hatred for the Holy Warriors, it is only a broad hatred for the entire Tyr camp, and Serra clearly perceives that the hatred of the enemy in front of him is 100% coming towards him.

Whenever the robe died, occasionally Serra had such an urge in her heart, but she would always lie down under the conviction of the doctrine.

She knew what this hatred might be, so she didn't remember that she had such a female enemy in Simon, you know, all the creatures she had killed since coming to Simon were vampires, and there was obviously not much affection between vampires, not to mention that she could see that the assassin with the giant sword in front of her was obviously a human.

So she felt even more inexplicable.

The myriad thoughts flowed through her mind the moment she lowered her head and flashed Lanny's sword, and then they all lurked in the depths of her mind - now was not the time for distraction.

As the greatsword swept over Serra's head, she spat out the long sword in her hand like a poisonous snake and stabbed at the enemy's sword-wielding right shoulder: due to the powerful habitual force generated when the greatsword was swung, Lanny's hand fell to the other side with the giant sword that could not be retrieved for a while, and Serra's stab was just right, and it seemed that it could directly pierce Lanny's shoulder, so that the opponent's combat power would be greatly weakened.

Curious about the Assassin's hatred, Serra did not want to kill him.

However, the battle-hardened Black Samurai was not comparable to the clumsy heavy swordsman, she withdrew her left hand in time, and reached out with the long dagger at her waist like lightning, with a crisp sound of metal breaking, the long dagger was cut off between the intersection with Serra's longsword, but the Holy Warrior's long sword also passed by Lanny, enough to make the black knight twist his body hard, using the force generated by the rotation of his body, the giant sword slashed at Serra's waist again with greater force.

Ping!

The urgently retracted longsword allowed Serra to frustrate her opponent's deadly sweep, but it was difficult to use all her strength in a hurry, and the longsword in her hand flew out of her hand under the impact of this force, and Lannie was overjoyed and tugged at the hilt of the sword, because the blade of the greatsword that had been slightly swung away from the exchange quickly swept towards Serra's neck.

The Black Samurai obviously couldn't have imagined that she would be able to cut down the woman who was in the way so easily, but it turned out that she was a little too happy to be happy.

In this case, the mediocre fighter may only dodge in embarrassment, but Serra leaned down at the moment when the greatsword passed, and dodged the fatal blow in a extreme position, the passing blade only took away her two hairs, she saw the opportunity to pounce forward, and directly hugged Lanny's hand holding the giant sword, Lanny was caught off guard, and the giant sword came out of his hand with the instant twist of the paladin, but the sword blade rushed down and plunged into the crack of the stone slab.

Lannie screamed at the sharp pain in her forearm, but she didn't give in to this, and as the paladin turned to give her an over-the-shoulder throw, she clenched her fist with her other hand and slammed into the weakly protected back of Serra's armor.

This obviously made Serra hurt a lot, she stiffened, she was hooked by Lanny's stretched foot, and tripped and fell to the ground between stumbling, the black knight did not give up, his body pounced, pressed Serra to the ground, between the scuffles, the clothes on both of them were torn, Serra's neckline armor was wide open, and the exposed white neck made Lanny's heart infinitely angry, she angrily pulled the paladin's hair, and leaned this delicate neck to the sword blade that was close to the crack in the slate, wanting to connect her ** The hooked neck was cut in half, and a slightly blood-red metallic luster entered Serra's eyes, making the paladin understand that it was a matter of life and death, she bent her legs and kicked her feet upwards fiercely, Lannie immediately couldn't pull it, and her upper body was kicked away, but in an emergency, she held the hilt of the greatsword, and only took two steps back to stand firmly.

Serra kicked away the enemy, rolled backwards twice, picked up the long sword on the ground, and flew up, his whole body bloomed with the light of divine power, and in the angry shouts of the two, the glittering long sword and the flaming greatsword collided in the air again, and a large number of sparks erupted like fireworks, and the two men retreated at the same time after this exchange, standing a few yards apart gasping and confronting each other.

Although this fight is only a few rounds, it is dangerous and intense, and both sides of the fight have consumed a lot of physical strength, and if they don't take a few breaths, they probably won't have the strength to continue fighting.

And this confrontation also made each other aware of each other's danger, and each other was more cautious.

"Who are you?" After a few moments of breath and curiosity, Serra finally frowned and asked, "I don't remember that I had an enemy here, and you don't look like a vampire." ”

"Oh, it doesn't matter who I am. Lanny laughed flirtatiously: "You don't need to know, anyway, you will die at my hands sooner or later, and it is a waste for the dead to know these things." ”

Anger flashed through Serra's calm eyes, and just then, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the corner of the street, and the sunlight reflected by the bright armor flashed into Lanny's eyes, and she turned away without hesitation, and disappeared into the alley in a few clicks.

"Captain, are you alright? "The paladins who followed the sound surrounded Serra.

The Paladin looked at the place where Lanny had disappeared and shook her head slowly, her eyes still filled with deep doubt.

But in any case, she remembered that there was such a dangerous woman in this city who wanted her life.

At the same time, Lannie, who was forced to retreat from the situation, fell into an annoyed mood, her nails digging deep in her palms, almost scraping her skin, and her eyes stared at the paladin who was being hugged away by her subordinates, and began to frustrate her powerlessness, while deeply remembering the power she had lost.

If she was still carrying the divine grace of the Black Hand, there would have been many opportunities just now to put that woman to death without wasting that much time.

That paladin wielded his sword with a far less powerful way than her.

However, the lost opportunity would not come back, and even if she had a deep grudge against Serra, she could not be stupid enough to rush into the temple of Tyre and kill someone, so she could only walk back in anger, and while passing through an alley, a few pedestrians on the side of the road suddenly attracted her attention.

The man in the center was tall and handsome with a scarred face, while the man next to him was wearing a low-key black cloak, which looked a little strange.

Even this alley is a little remote.

All in all, the actions of this group seem a little strange.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" the sudden sound in her ears made Lannie swing her sword immediately, but she was relieved to see that the person holding her hand was a wizard.

Penny frowned and looked at Lanny for a while, although the clothes on his body were a little miserable, obviously after a lot of tossing, but he was still alive, he had just passed through the temple area, and when he saw Serra who had returned to the church, he was a little worried, and when he saw that Lanny was also safe, he was even more relieved: "It's okay, go back." ”

He didn't know what to do with it, and it wasn't a good place to talk.

"Wait. Lanny grabbed him, noticing the seriousness in her eyes, and the wizard's attention focused, "Look at those people." ”

Penny followed Lanny's gaze to see several people who were about to walk to the end of the alley, and picked his eyelids: "It's him?......"

He is the leader of the Bloodsails, the gang leader from the seas, Serion, one of the 'righteous' forces linked to the Temple of Tyre.

"Look at the man's collar, look, look at the sign. Lannie's falcon-like gaze stared at the neck of one of the black-robed men, where a small palm-shaped tattoo was on it, as if exuding strange power: "This is our church!"

The wizard's pupils contracted instantly, and his mood suddenly became solemn.

(To be continued)