"Captain Laura, but they..."
The little girl with short red hair made an excuse.
"Hehe, little girl, the King of Chambord, Alexander, is coming. How can you stop him? Step back, lest you offend the three adults..."
The beautiful girl's waist is soft, her lotus steps are moving lightly, a scent of fragrance is blowing, she looks at the three people in front of her, frowned and said: "I wonder if the three are here?"
"Philip? Inzaghi, the first disciple of King Alexander, came here to ask Captain Laura about the [Dragon Hunting Project]."
Among the three strangers, the extremely handsome young warrior in the middle, with a serious expression, stared closely into the eyes of the beautiful girl, said unhurriedly.
Sure enough, the moment she heard the [Dragon Hunting Project], the pupils of this beautiful female magician shrank suddenly.
"Master Philip, what you said is so strange. I really don't know what the [Dragon Hunting Project] is. Well, do dragons still exist in this world? Haven't they been extinct long ago?"
Laura quickly calmed down, brushing her silver-white fever lightly with her fingers, her eyes were bright, and she said with a smile.
Inzaghi frowned.
"Captain Laura, I know that you are very accomplished in lightning magic, and you are known as an invincible hand under the seven-star level with your [Nebula Chain Lightning] combat qi skill, but I still advise you not to be too superstitious about your own strength. Don't try to delay the time and wait for the [Fire Blood] mercenary group's support, unless... you want the entire [Fire Blood] mercenary group, now immediately bury your choice!"
Hearing this sentence, Laura's beautiful and flawless face was slightly suffocated.
Her slender fingers, like freshly peeled green onions, flicked the ends of her hair, but also because of Inzaghi's words, she stopped.
The two young mercenaries who had acted fiercely before, no matter how stupid they were at this time, they understood what was going on. The short red hair and the black ponytails made a difference with each other, and they were about to slip into the backyard slowly. , to notify others to get ready.
However—two black figures flickered for an instant, and appeared behind them in the next second.
"Little girl, you are so rude."
The thin and tall boy who spoke before had a happy smile on his face, and his white and neat teeth were enviable. He introduced him very kindly: "Get to know me, my name is Edinson? Gomez? Cavani, You can just call me Cavani, one of the four thorns under His Majesty Chambord King Alexander, [Smiling Thorn]."
Another young man who was also thin and tall, but with a silent and solemn face, immediately spit out a few words: "[Wordless stab], David? Trezeguet."
The two little girls with short red hair and black ponytails, with vigilant faces, gritted their teeth and snorted softly, and said no more. Their pretty little faces were covered with seriousness and frost. With a flick of the rapier's wrist, wisps of glaring silver light came out, and its strength was not low, at least at the level of a two-star battle qi.
However, the two girls were intimidated by the speed of Cavani and Trezeguet just now, so they didn't dare to make the first move.
"I've heard people say for a long time that King Chambord Alexander is not only a heavenly genius, but also has amazing martial arts cultivation, and his subordinates are even more masters. I didn't believe it before, but I just found out today that this sentence is not only not exaggerated, but A little more conservative."
Laura, the charming female magician in black robe who has been silent all this time, smiled, and her expression became relaxed again, no longer as dignified as it was at the beginning. Let's go, I'll explain everything."
"Captain Laura, no, can you go, you..."
The little girl with short red hair was in a hurry and hurriedly said.
"Fight with these villains, we insist, wait until the leader and the others come, hmph, we still can't deal with them!"
The little girl with black ponytail is full of pride and authenticity.
The female magician Laura shook her head slowly.
I didn't expect that the people of King Chambord came to the door so quickly, and even blatantly wanted to take the [Fire Blood] mercenary group, the second largest mercenary group within a million miles. The performance of the Chambord people was better than her It was expected to be faster and stronger.
As for resistance... It's not that she hasn't tried it.
Unfortunately, a few seconds ago, when she flicked her finger to the tip of her forehead to trigger a magic item disguised as a hairpin, the person in front of her was named Philip? Inzaghi's young people discovered it immediately and issued a warning.
It really surprised Laura, this young man is really too strong, a sharp aura like a magic weapon, locked her firmly from the very beginning, so that she didn't dare to make any changes at all, as long as she moved, the opponent The ordinary killing intent on that row could overwhelm her in an instant.
For a magician to be approached within three meters of his body by an agile strongman is absolutely fatal.
Laura was careless.
She, who is rich in experience, was not able to observe at the first time that these three young people who looked young and had no fighting spirit fluctuations in their bodies actually possessed such strength that they were easily approached by this dangerous opponent. Dangerous distance... Four thorns under Chambord's Throne? Is it an assassin's thorn? Sure enough, he has an extraordinary ability to conceal his breath, and he even deceived himself.
"I can't promise you, Captain Laura. There are a total of thirty-five people in the small courtyard. Except for the three grooms who don't know, all of you must go with us. Don't try to resist. This place has long been tightly sealed." Control, and none of you are my opponents, unless the leader of [Fire Blood] is here."
Inzaghi would never be sympathetic, and there was no room for maneuver in his tone.
All the people and things that are unfavorable to King Alexander are the targets that Inzaghi will mercilessly kill...
[Fire Blood] Members of the mercenary team have no choice.
A few tried to resist or escape, but they were all found and captured immediately. Everyone was sealed off. Laura, the charming silver-haired female magician, received special treatment. They all put on the shackles of the forbidden magic seal, imprisoned the magic power of the whole body, and then together with everyone, put them on a huge fully enclosed carriage.
The carriage traveled at an extremely fast speed for more than forty minutes.
When the carriage door was reopened and the [Fire Blood] mercenaries got out of the carriage, they were surprised to find that it was pitch black outside, with a faint silver light shining on the stone walls on both sides, and the surrounding air was bone-chillingly cold. There was a sound of water droplets, and this place turned out to be a magical place like an underground passage.
"Let's go!"
Inzaghi walked in the front with a blank expression, leading a group of prisoners towards the depths of the underground tunnel.
The dark environment, gloomy line of sight, terrible silence, involuntary situation, and the terrible fate that is coming... All these make the [Fire Blood] mercenaries feel uneasy, not knowing what will happen next , red short hair and black ponytail tightly next to the female magician Laura, her delicate body trembling.
Soon, there was a bright light ahead.
Then there was an extremely painful scream, which was as creepy as a wounded beast. It should be some unlucky guy who was undergoing a terrible torture. The air was filled with a cruel smell of blood, and there seemed to be a faint smell of a human body being roasted. Meaty afterward.
It suddenly opened up.
It is a very wide underground hall.
A so-called dark red magic lamp hung on the ceiling of the hall, illuminating the whole space into a dazzling blood color, as if every inch of air was flowing with blood, making the skin chill and creepy.
The smell of blood was very strong in the hall.
All kinds of blood-stained and strange instruments of torture are placed in a patchwork.
When the realization of the silver-haired female magician Laura fell on the person who was being tortured in the center of the hall, her eyes suddenly focused, her pupils shrank slightly, she was slightly shocked, and then she seemed to have figured something out, and then became calm again up.