After attacking the monks and his party, Lin Qi changed his clothes and walked through the alleys with great skill. He soon arrived at the other end of Bureilly City, on a busy street near the business district. All the high street shops are still open for business. wWw. QUAbEn-XIAoShUo. cOM
In other words, just a few minutes after Lin Qi left the attack point, Lin Qi had already felt a huge and depressing spiritual power sweep across the place where the monk was attacked, and then spread in all directions.
"According to your strength, the mental strength of lower-level demigods is far inferior to that of you today."
The Osmanthus Tree accurately judged the power possessed by the demigod hiding in the Palace of Victory: "And he should be a pure warrior. His mental power is just an accessory ability he gained after he advanced to demigod. So he has no control over his mental power. Very unskilled, just like the wine barrel next to you swinging a sledgehammer to hit people, relying entirely on brute force, and his mental search will yield no results."
This is also the case. This spiritual force that covered the entire city of Bereili hovered in the sky for a while, and then took back the Victory Palace angrily. This guy has the spiritual power of a demigod, but he doesn't have the corresponding application skills. Only if he can find out the whereabouts of Lin Qi and others is there a ghost.
But Lin Qi also had a great fear of this person. With such a demigod sitting in the Victory Palace, he had to be more cautious and cautious when acting.
Just now, he stabbed the monk into the chest with a machete. He only seriously injured the monk but did not kill him. After all, the palace banquet of Holy Light I was right in front of him, and Lin Qi didn't want to disturb the interest of Holy Light I - he also wanted to make friends with Holy Light I at the palace banquet.
Injuring the monks severely was just a small trick to sow discord. It also prevented the monks from worrying about Mrs. Lufen's grudge and causing trouble for the Longshan family every two days. Letting him recover from his illness for a while will be beneficial to everyone.
And fortunately, Lin Qi had no intention of killing Bichus. When Bichus was severely injured. The divine light emitted from his body was extremely pure, so pure that it could not contain any alien energy. This is the patron saint spell that at least a high-level demigod has blessed him with. Lin Qi can kill him. But facing the counterattack of such a patron saint curse, Lin Qi must use all his strength.
The Eye of the Void will not let go of Lin Qi who has used all his power. He does not want to attract the Eye of the Void's attention for the time being.
"Trouble at every step. Crisis at every step, caution at every step, caution at every step!" Lin Qi sighed: "Church, how wonderful it would be if there was no church!"
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree murmured coldly: "Religion... The spiritual transformation stage that weak life races must go through in the early stages of life evolution. What is a god? What is the true face of the gods? Who knows?"
Lin Qi was stunned, and then asked subconsciously: "Do you know?"
After a long time, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree sighed faintly: "The main body was seriously damaged... I forgot whether I knew it. The sentence just now was a little bit of information I found after repairing an extremely tiny memory leaf. .”
Lin Qi shook his head feebly, and then he looked in the direction of the Grand Theater.
The brightly lit Grand Theater in the early hours. The drama performed inside is in full swing.
Just left the banquet of the Jinbei family. Prince Caesar Strohn and Minister of Public Security Bea of Boreli both came to the Grand Theater with a large number of personal escorts. Appreciating the last scene of the opera before dawn—this is now the biggest hobby of the nobles of Berelli.
Have fun all night long, and when the opera ends, you can go backstage and take your favorite actress or actor, male or female singer, or male and female musician away. After enjoying a delicious breakfast, go to a warm love nest to spend some time. The beautiful time, then I fell asleep in broad daylight, and in the evening I had the energy to get up and continue the bustling life at night.
During the day, it belongs to the common people, and at night, it belongs to the princes and nobles. In recent years, this has become the norm in all countries in the mainland!
"Both goals are there, this is the best!" Lin Qi smiled coldly. He stood on the roof of a private house, staring in the direction of the Grand Theater, quietly waiting for the big show that was destined to happen later. riot.
Prince Strohn and Lin Qi had no grudges, he just wanted to muddy the waters.
As for Baya, making him severely disabled and bedridden was to make it easier for Enzo. After all, Enzo is already the captain of the Dragoons. If Bea is on top of him, it will be detrimental to Enzo's future development. It was of great convenience to Enzo to have Major General Soth temporarily take over the daily affairs of the Security Department.
The lights in the direction of the Victory Palace were brightly lit. Apparently, the monk who had just been transported back to the Victory Palace through the protection of the divine curse had already confessed about his assassination. Lin Qi also noticed that the number of copper hats and dragoons on the street suddenly increased several times. This proves that the administrative efficiency of Berelli's officials is still very high, especially the efficiency of the Police Department is much higher.
I don’t know who is more efficient compared to those people dispatched by Lin Qi
In the Grand Theater, before the last act of the play started, Bea walked out of his box, took a bouquet of red roses handed over by the guard around him, and followed a special passage with a smile on his face to the people in the backstage. Actresses' dressing rooms.
Several naked actresses deliberately made a fuss and screamed. They touched Bea's body intentionally or unintentionally. Who doesn't know Bea, the dignitary of today's Buraili City? The Minister of Public Security of Borelli, the number one figure in the Security Department, his grandfather is also the current Minister of Military Affairs, and the head of the imperial government. Who doesn't know Beya
Bea enjoyed the feeling of being admired and deliberately affected by others. With a wild smile, he strode to a separate dressing room in the corner of the backstage. In the past few months, the lovely beauty he has been most obsessed with is the starring role in the next drama. In the drama, she plays a forest goddess who finally sacrifices her life for love. Bea loved her to death before she died. That aria.
Just as Bea was walking towards the locker room holding roses, a terrifying exclamation suddenly came from the distance.
Out of professional habit, Bea quickly ran out of the dressing room, stood directly on the stage and looked towards the audience and the boxes upstairs.
More than a dozen men in black were holding powerful crossbows and shooting a terrible rain of arrows at a luxurious box.
In the box, Strohn was sullenly discussing something secretly with a middle-aged man with a big hook nose. Originally, Strom was going to return to the legation to reprimand the little princess who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, but the man with the big hook nose suddenly sent someone to look for him, so Strom had no choice but to bring people to the Grand Theater to meet with him.
The matter that the two discussed was not a big deal. This man was Strohn's secret agent and took care of some shady things for him on the Eastern Plains, such as dozens of privately owned and powerful bandit groups. wait.
Recently, several small kingdoms and principalities on the Eastern Plains seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. They frequently mobilized their troops to threaten and intimidate each other. The hook-nosed man saw some opportunities. He had to ask Strohn in person whether to take advantage of the opportunity. Get a good vote.
While the two were having a secret conversation, dozens of arrows emitting terrifying magic waves roared into the box.
Seeing the undead, this is the core area of Boleili, can you actually encounter an assassination with a military crossbow here? Moreover, Strohn had been in the military for decades, and he could hear clearly that the sound of the repeating crossbow was clearly the sound of the heavy armor-piercing crossbow specially made by the Caesar Empire.
Because the Caesar Empire's armor-breaking crossbows used earth dragon tendons as bow strings, the sound of the bow strings was particularly dull, and there was no way that Strohn could have heard it wrong.
Grabbing the hook-nosed man, Strom smashed the box door and rushed to the aisle behind him.
The crossbow bolt exploded with a bang, and several nearby private rooms were blown to pieces. Several private rooms upstairs and downstairs were also badly affected.
Strohn grunted, and the powerful explosive force rushed into his body. He tried his best to protect this powerful agent beside him, but he could only forcefully eat this rushing violent force. The opponent used powerful explosive arrows. Because of the direction in which the arrows were fired, the power of the explosion was probably directed towards the direction of Strom's retreat.
A stream of blood oozed from the corner of Strohn's mouth. He rolled the hook-nosed man on the ground several times, and when he was about to grab him and get up, two twisted black shadows suddenly emerged from the shadows underground. They silently rushed behind Strohn, and countless venom-quenched daggers were all engulfed in Strohn's body in an instant.
The sound of "puff" was heard endlessly, and Strom was instantly stabbed into a sieve. The strange poison penetrated straight into his heart, and the body of the dignified prince of Caesar's Empire twitched violently several times. He stared at his gray eyes and fell to the ground, lying motionless.
The assassin dropped the crossbow and retreated quickly. Bea stood on the stage and roared angrily.
In front of him, in front of the Minister of Public Security of Bo Laili, such a vicious incident happened. This was a provocation to him, and it was a provocation to the entire Gallic Empire. Especially when this happened before the birthday of Holy Light I, Bea couldn't imagine how much pressure she would be under.
The furious Bea shouted loudly, and a seemingly panicked girl held her head and screamed and rushed past Bea. Bea didn't notice the girl's actions at all, and then a cold light flashed, and Bea's right side The arm was cut off at shoulder level, and a sharp sword was deeply embedded in Bea's right chest.
Bea howled miserably, and fell to the ground holding the long sword pierced from his chest with both hands. He opened his eyes in confusion, and murmured to himself in disbelief: "This is Borelli, who dares to assassinate?" Me? Who... dares to assassinate me? "
Suddenly his eyesight went dark, two thin needles shot down, Bea's eyes spurted out two bright jets, and he could no longer see anything.