Following Ulbert's shout, the members of the envoy group behind him decisively rushed towards the French window and smashed it to pieces without even thinking about it.
clang!
The floor-to-ceiling window instantly shattered into glass shards and wood chips. There was still a hint of blood rain in the air, and a strong wind filled with the smell of blood suddenly swept in, making a whistling sound.
More than a dozen men and women in red rose cotton coats fell from the attic of the tower. However, their bodies were quite flexible. After rolling twice in the air, they easily found their balance.
Winter, winter, winter…
With a series of dull thuds, the messengers fell straight to the ground below the tower, leaving dents and cracks on the stone road.
"Faith, how are you? Are you not hurt?"
A male messenger slowly stood up, shook his numb legs, and asked a woman next to him.
The latter struggled to get up, with his limp right leg hanging down.
She first looked up at the window of the attic, then raised her twisted right hand and used her left hand to straighten it, making a crisp sound. She frowned and said:
"It was more than 20 meters high, and I accidentally broke my limbs. It should take a few minutes to recover."
"Let me help you. We can't stay here any longer. We need to leave quickly... I didn't expect Jackspeight to know of our existence and come here to kill us personally. With Mr. Ulbert stopping him, we should be able to buy some time."
The man looked at the other messengers and companions. Apart from some scratches, none of them were seriously injured, so he spoke in a deep voice.
The female messenger nodded and naturally leaned her body against him.
However, just as the envoys were about to evacuate to the right, a familiar yet creepy figure quietly appeared not far from them.
"Jack..."
The envoys turned around and saw a young man in a black hat standing in the middle of the road ahead. They couldn't help but say the name from their throats.
"You have killed Messenger Ulbert?!"
Some people looked horrified and said in disbelief.
As the leader of the Rose Messenger Group, Ulbert is naturally the strongest and has reached the fifth level of the Flesh and Blood Path.
But how long has it been
Ten seconds? Or twenty seconds
Did Jack kill it
How is this possible!
According to the intelligence, Jack is not a high-level saint. Although he has killed the incarnation of a saint, he still belongs to the category of mid-sequence extraordinary person, and Mr. Ulbert is not a weak person either!
The young man in the black hat looked calmly at the dozen people in front of him and spoke slowly:
"Not yet, but it won't be long... You should worry about your own situation first."
"Um?"
When the members of the envoy group heard his words, they immediately felt something was wrong.
At the same time, there is also a doubt.
Next second.
boom!
There was a sudden loud noise overhead.
Everyone looked up and saw a huge ghoul flying out of the tower attic. After rolling awkwardly in the air for a few times, it flapped its white-bone bat wings and tried to escape. However, before it flew far, it was caught up by a man in a black hat who stepped out and walked in the air.
The silver cane in the latter's hand had turned into a thin sword at some point, winding freely in the air like a whip or a long snake, drawing sharp streaks that landed accurately on the body of the ghoul, "whipping" it and leaving deep bloody wounds.
Blood spilled at the feet of the envoys and others, scaring them so much that they retreated again and again.
"Two Jacks?!"
"No, this one in front of me is his incarnation!"
"Incarnation... This is impossible! He is clearly not a saint yet!"
The members of the envoy group looked shocked and exchanged a few simple words.
However, Chen Lun's fraudulent incarnation did not want to explain to these guys. He just glanced around coldly and said in his heart, “Twelve flesh and blood sequence seven zombies.”
"die."
He said indifferently.
Immediately, he raised his left hand, which turned into a group of white snakes that attacked the envoys.
"You go first!"
The three male messengers stepped forward in unison, shouting and transforming into three-headed zombies.
Chen Lun's eyes flashed with ferocity, and the snakes on his left arm directly swallowed the three people, sneering:
"Don't worry, no one can escape."
Screams, wails, and dull noises finally turned into the sound of bones breaking. Three messengers who tried to intercept him and buy time for their teammates were devoured by the "Pale Hand" as soon as they met.
The incarnation of fraud killed three people without stopping, and used instant teleportation to disappear on the spot.
After a moment.
The entire street inside the castle was covered with gravel and cracks. The road surface, which was originally dyed bright red by the blood rain, was once again covered with fresh blood, as if it were paint splashed by an artist, crooked and quite creepy.
A gentleman in a black hat was standing by a street lamp, looking down, waiting for something.
Soon, a gentleman in a black hat appeared beside him again, and the two looked at each other.
"Well... the members of the Rose Messenger Group are quite good, a little stronger than the average Red Rose Team, but that's all."
Chen Lun glanced at his fraudulent incarnation and made his comment.
He raised his hand, and in his palm was a wooden doll.
As the puppet creaked and moved, the other self in front of him slowly shed his skin, and his hat and clothes flew into the ring. His blood and flesh turned into dozens or hundreds of white snakes, which twisted their bodies and climbed up Chen Lun's right arm as if returning to their nest, and merged into it, leaving only a puppet "skeleton" as tall as a person, which gradually dissipated in the white light that fell from the sky.
Chen Lun put away the incarnation of fraud and turned to look at the end of the street on the other side.
"The Yako royal family... just grab them."
With a whoosh, he disappeared from the spot.
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"Mom, where are we going?"
Inside the carriage, the young Princess Ahsoka leaned in the queen's arms a little scared, and asked nervously and confusedly.
The queen opened her mouth but did not speak. She stroked her daughter's flaxen hair in silence, then said slowly:
"Your father will take us to a safe place where we can enjoy a peaceful life and no longer be troubled by trivial matters."
"Can we go back to Netmoni? I don't like it there... but it's the only place I'm familiar with."
Princess Ahsoka said softly.
The queen was lost in thought. She sighed secretly and didn't want to disappoint her daughter, so she didn't answer her daughter's question. The clever Ahsoka quickly understood what her mother meant. She was sad with tears in her eyes, but she was strong enough not to cry out loud.
At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the guards' shouts and various noises were heard outside.
"Mom... are the enemies chasing us?"
Ahsoka asked cautiously, noticing her mother's expression change.
The queen forced a smile and comforted her daughter, saying it was not the case.
"Ahsoka, stay in the carriage and don't go out or peek. Mom will be back soon."
Ahsoka nodded obediently.
When the queen nervously lifted the curtain and walked down, she found that the convoy had left the Nabil Forest Castle and came to a remote forest. Her husband, Tihamoyin, was standing with the other royal family members, looking solemnly at a man in a black hat who was blocking the road not far away.
The two sides were in a standoff. The soldiers surrounded each other and aimed their flintlock rifles, as if they could pull the trigger at any time and shoot them into a sieve.
"Get out of the way if you want to live! You bastard!"
Among the royal family members, a young man with stubble and a somewhat immature face frowned and shouted. Chen Lun glanced at the young man and ignored him.
"Are all the members of the Yako royal family here?"
He turned his gaze to Tihamoyin, smiled slightly, and asked softly like a good friend.
Tihamoyiner frowned, somewhat unsure of the identity and intentions of this strange man. But because he was on the run, he became extremely alert to this guy who suddenly blocked his way.
The king turned his head and looked at his captain of the guard questioningly.
The latter was a strong man with a big beard, wearing plate armor. When he noticed that His Majesty the King was looking at him, he suppressed the extreme uneasiness in his heart and shook his head slightly at Tiha stiffly.
Seeing this, the king's heart sank.
Even the captain of the guards was not sure. It seemed that the man in the black hat in front of him was a terrible enemy.
"What do you want, sir?"
The king asked in a deep voice.
"What do you want?"
The young man in the black hat just laughed, then raised his hand, stretched out a finger, pointed at Tihamoyin, then pointed at the queen behind him, and then swept his eyes over several princes and all the royal members present.
He didn't say it explicitly, but he said it all.
The king and the royal family members present immediately understood what the other party meant... This guy's target was the royal family members. I don't know whether he wanted to kidnap them or take their lives!
"Arrogant! Who do you think you are?!"
The royal youth who had previously scolded Chen Lun for giving way cursed angrily.
He wanted to say something, but King Tiha raised his hand to stop him and warned him with a stern look.
"Beluzar, that's enough."
Out of respect for his uncle, the young man immediately shut up, but the veins on his forehead were still throbbing slightly, and he was obviously a little excited.
King Tiha looked at Chen Lun and asked calmly:
"Are you a transcendent in the imperial military? Or do you serve other forces?"
Chen Lun pinched the brim of his hat and smiled slightly.
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself... I am Jackspeight, the governor of the Kangkai Council. Please follow me. As long as you are obedient, I will not touch you."
Tihamoyin fell silent for a moment.
He knew that the church the other party was talking about was one of the Seven Churches of the Empire, but he did not expect that the young man in front of him was actually a high-ranking member of the church... Moreover, the other party dared to come alone to intercept their convoy, so he must be fearless.
Tiha was a little unsure.
There was a gloom and confusion in his eyes.
He didn't want to be threatened, let himself and his family become captives, and put his future life and death in the hands of others... At the same time, he didn't know the other party's background, and was worried that a rash conflict would bring about a fatal disaster.
Having been on the throne for many years, he remained calm on the surface, and his inner thoughts soon came to an end... He had already made a choice and planned to test the other party first. If this person was indeed difficult to deal with, it would not be too late to be patient.
But if the other party is just bluffing, then he will have to pay a heavy price!
"So you are here to wipe out the roots... After this battle, the Kingdom of Yaco will cease to exist from now on. Why don't you give our Moyiner family a chance to live?"
Tihamoyin said in a deep voice.
At the same time, his fingers behind his back gently stroked the sky blue gem ring.
"Whatever you want, as long as I can give it, I can give it to you... Gold? Treasures? Or extraordinary things? Mystical knowledge?"
"uncle!"
The royal youth, Paluza, spoke again.
He pointed at Chen Lun and glared at him.
"We have an army of 300 people, as well as Captain Dro and his men, but this guy is just one person. Why should we be afraid of him?"
Next to the young man, an old man from the royal family also spoke up:
"Tiha, we left Naitmoni in a hurry and didn't take much money with us... It's almost impossible to go back now. This money will be the foundation of our survival and development in the future. We can't just give it away like this."
His words were not directly directed at the stranger who blocked the road, but the subtext was to persuade the king not to compromise and it would be better to kill the other party here.
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard the young man in the black hat snap his fingers.
Bang!
For some reason, they all stopped arguing and turned around.
"You guys don't seem to understand the situation yet..."
Chen Lun said indifferently, holding his silver cane.
"I am not negotiating with you, but informing and warning you. I will say it one last time. Now put down your weapons and follow me obediently, or you will not be allowed to leave."
"Damn it..."
The young royal man, Bai Luza, cursed with gritted teeth. He had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child. At this moment, he could no longer endure the humiliation of the other party. Amid the exclamations of several royal members, he pulled out a small flintlock rifle from his waist, raised it and pulled the trigger at Chen Lun.
Peng!
Gunfire and smoke spewed out, and bullets flew out of the gun barrel.
Next second.
laugh-
The round bullet was caught by a hand wearing a tan leather glove, still emitting hot green smoke.
This hand belongs to the young man in the black hat.
No one saw the specific process at all. The other party just raised his hand lightly and caught the bullet!
King Tihatongkong shrank slightly, then dropped his eyes.
He had just used the magic ring he was wearing to influence his nephew and deliberately let his nephew attack the black-hatted man in front of him as a test. Now he knew that ordinary firearms might not be able to hurt the opponent, which meant that his own army might be just a decoration in front of the opponent.
"Baluzar! Who told you to shoot?"
Tihamoyin suddenly showed anger and slapped his nephew in the face.
"Damn idiot! Are you trying to kill us?!"
Bang!
The royal youth was hit hard. Tiha did not hold back and knocked him to the ground with the slap. He spit out blood and the flintlock in his hand fell to the ground.
"Uncle... I..."
Sitting on the ground, Boluza spoke in fear and nervousness. He looked a little confused and at the same time regretted being too impulsive.
King Tiha turned around, touched his chest and bowed.
"Sir, I'm very sorry. We didn't mean to have a conflict with you...Baluzar offended you. It's up to you to decide whether he lives or dies. Even if you want to kill him, it's his own fault!"
"No... No, uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
Pablo suddenly cried out in terror.
Many of the royal family members nearby looked distressed, but did not dare to ask for mercy. King Tiha stood by indifferently, turning a deaf ear to his nephew's pleas for mercy and apology.
He then noticed that the young man in the black hat gave him a half-smile and glanced at his fingers.
Tiha's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice anything and just lowered his head to play with the bullet in his hand.
"interesting… "
Chen Lun spoke up.
"In that case, let him die."
As he spoke, he calmly raised his hand and flicked the bullet between his fingers.
Peng!
With just the force of his fingers, a loud sound of air bursting was heard, a circular airflow spread out from his hand, and the bullet whistled and flew straight towards Boluza's head.
This blow is enough to blow it up!
But just as everyone was terrified, a cold female voice came:
"confused."
The bullet then stopped in front of Boluza's forehead, frozen, and the royal young man escaped the fate of being shot in the head. As if he had a delayed reaction, he screamed and stepped back repeatedly, his crotch wet.
Everyone suddenly discovered that a short-haired woman in a silver-white robe was standing in front of King Tihamoyin, protecting them behind her.
"We meet again, Your Majesty Ibrahim."
Chen Lun didn't seem surprised by her appearance. He raised his eyebrows and spoke.
Ibrayin looked at the young man in the black hat in front of him and was silent for a few seconds.
"I promised to save their lives until the war is completely over... Go away, Jack, I don't want to kill you."
Chen Lun shook his head.
He knew that the other party said this because of his special status and he did not want to easily offend the Kangkai Council behind him and cause trouble.
"Sorry, I don't want to go back empty-handed."
"Do you really want to die?"
Ibrayin narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.
"Don't push your luck, young man... Although I don't want to offend the Church of the Seven, it doesn't mean I'm afraid."
"Don't get me wrong, Your Majesty..."
Chen Lun raised his hands in surrender.
He chuckled and said:
"I just want to tell you that although I can't beat you, it might be difficult for you to kill me... And like I said, you can't just send me away with a few words, right? After all, I'm a well-known figure, wouldn't it be too embarrassing to do this?"
"You seem very confident."
Ibrahimovic said indifferently.
Her tone became increasingly cold, even revealing murderous intent.
"Do you really think that just because you have defeated the Saint Incarnation, you have the strength to compete with those of higher status?"
"Your Majesty..."
Chen Lun slowly took off his hat, and the expression on his face gradually became cold.
A strong murderous aura began to emanate from his entire body, even forming a fluctuating air current that distorted the air and continued to rise.
Circles of marks like tree rings spread from his exposed neck, gradually climbing up half of his face, and one of his eyes was emerald green.
The ancient and old atmosphere suddenly made Ibrayin's eyes shrink. She actually felt a little threatened from it... This was a mythical power that was enough to hurt her!
"How about giving it a try?"
Chen Lun grinned, and a strange low, hoarse voice came out of his throat.
"It just so happens that your Majesty's incarnation has not yet satisfied me... However, the aftermath of our fight may easily kill everyone here."
When everyone present heard the conversation between the two, their hair stood on end.
A strong feeling of suffocation enveloped everyone.