"Let go of a fish that slipped through the net and go back with a little bit of wrong information. It will definitely deter and mislead the people of Barcelona."
"Well, in fact, we can wait until these bastards come to the city of Chambord, and then order the secret gold puppets to attack suddenly. They will definitely be wiped out. However, now that the imperial capital has been broken, we have to use the secret gold puppets to frighten the people of Barcelona. Let them feel jealous, so they don’t dare to massacre my Zenit people, and it can be regarded as our contribution to our compatriots thousands of miles away.”
"That's right, more than 20 magic puppets of the extreme power level are enough to arouse the fear of the people of Barcelona. Hehe, that kid tried out a safe distance of two kilometers, but how could he know the attack range of the secret gold puppets?" , it’s actually 10,000 meters, haha!”
"The bureau has been set, just wait for the Barcelona army to come."
"I hope His Majesty the King will come back in time."
The two looked at the sunset in the distance, their hearts were calm and excited but also a little helpless and bleak.
This war has finally come.
According to the news brought by the old Aryan, Emperor Yashin may have died, and Zenit has lost its strongest line of defense.
From now on, Chambord City will be inevitable and must fight...
The streamer in the sky turned into a figure and landed precariously, landing in front of Piazon and the others.
Is a Barcelona monthly powerhouse.
He was wearing a blue-black battle armor. He was tall and thin, with a pale complexion. He lost an arm. The wound was scarred, but there were still wisps of plasma leaking out. He had suffered an extremely serious injury. He couldn't even maintain the flight, so he fell from the sky.
But even if he was injured, this person's strength was astonishing. To ordinary people, he was like an invincible killing god.
He is exactly Armando who fled frantically.
More than a hundred Zenit refugees were stunned by the scene in front of them.
They all looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to breathe, their eyes filled with despair, waiting for the coming massacre.
Piazon was also highly nervous, and almost shot immediately, but after a little comparison, he gave up his plan to take the opportunity to kill the tall and thin Barcelona month-level powerhouse.
One is that the level of strength of this injured strongman is clearly in the state of Dzogchen, even if he is injured, he may not be able to deal with it in a short time. The battle between the two strong men of the month level will definitely alarm other strong men in Barcelona. I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, and I dare not have the slightest sloppy and adventurous.
"The vitality of a moon-level powerhouse is extremely terrifying. This person is in the state of Dzogchen. The broken arm cannot be regenerated, and the wound is still bleeding. Who hurt him so badly? In Zenit, who else can do it now? Defeat him? Could it be... King Chambord made a move?"
Piasson guessed in his heart, and began to secretly think about ways to escape.
Armando took a heavy breath.
His eyes swept across a group of Zenit refugees, his brows slightly frowned, and the figures of more than 20 terrifying golden puppets flashed in his mind, he was still immersed in the excitement of the upcoming meritorious service, but he did not start killing.
He is a high-ranking moon-level Dzogchen, who cherishes feathers, holds his own identity, and is unwilling to take action against lowly civilians.
When his gaze passed over Piasson's body, his gaze shone slightly.
This Zenit boy is handsome and extraordinary, with strange bones and a sense of spiritual energy all over his body. Although he is a little older, he looks like he does not have any martial arts background, but with such aptitude, if he can get the advanced fighting qi cheats and start to practice , there will be big achievements in the future...
Such thoughts flashed through Armando's mind.
"You, come out."
Armando pointed to Piasson.
[Silver Moon Knight]He felt tense, thinking that his opponent had discovered something, but he had no choice but to act accordingly, and walked out under the watchful eyes of others.
Could it be that where I didn't disguise well, was discovered by this Barcelona Lunar Dzogchen
Piasson has quietly reached into his arms with one hand, preparing to take out the scroll that Akinfeev gave him that sealed the power of Emperor Yassin's blow, and prepared for the worst.
"Boy, you come to organize this group of people and set up this tent..."
Armando didn't notice that much. He took out some simple materials for building a tent from the storage ring. He was going to treat his injuries, but he was used to rich clothes and fine food on weekdays, so he didn't want to just heal his injuries in the cold wind and rain. First, choose a time and place to build a temporary camp.
This Barcelona month-level Dzogchen has a slight liking for Piazon, and let the boy command other refugees.
Piazon breathed a sigh of relief.
For the refugees, Armando's words are orders, and the huge power gap makes any resistance meaningless.
Under Piazon's command, a group of people quickly set up the tent.
At the same time, Armando has released a signal.
He is not only a senior general in the Barcelona army, but also an important figure in a Catalan noble family with a history of more than 500 years. He has countless followers and various guards, and soon he has his own account Twenty or thirty magicians and fighting spirit masters, spared no effort to expend their strength, came to respond immediately.
"These Zenit people, don't kill them, keep them first."
Armando's words temporarily relieved Piazon and other refugees. After a pause, Armando seemed to think of something, pointed to Piazon, and specifically told him: "Don't embarrass this boy."
"As you order, my lord."
Armando nodded, turned around and entered the tent in the distance, and after setting up some defensive formations, he began to take the time to heal his injuries.
Thanks to the special care of this moon-level Dzogchen, Piasson was not embarrassed, and even got a small independent tent to live in.
"call!"
Silvermoon Knight exhaled a foul breath, feeling slightly relaxed.
Under such strict monitoring, I can't escape secretly, and once I forcefully leave and conflict arises, I am likely to be detected and hunted down by the other party, attracting a large number of masters, but staying here, every time I stay here, there will be an extra threat , The secret decree is related to the survival of Zenit's national destiny, and it must not fall into the hands of the Barcelona people.
The situation is extremely dangerous.
What should I do
Piazon took out three scrolls from his arms, stared at them for a while, and made an astonishing decision...
"You... you... your sister..."
Pope Ernst, who was about to die, was lying on the bed under his crown. When he heard Fei say that his family was immortal, his hands and feet twitched excitedly, and he cursed intermittently.
Fei Fei took a closer look, and only then did he recognize that the 'old man' was actually Zhong Dajun.