In the luxurious suite of the Green Rose Hotel, a dark man staggered through a secret passage specially set up for suite guests under the protection of four companions. The five big men WWw, QUAbEn-XIAoShUo, and cOm are all as majestic as lions, but at this moment they are bursting with tears, and their rough faces are full of sadness.
Arthur stood outside a floor-to-ceiling window, frowning and looking in the direction of the harbor area. The sky in that area was brightly illuminated by lights. Although they were far apart, I could still imagine what the scene was like there at the moment. The huge explosion just now shocked the entire Dunerki, and all the armed forces of Dunerki, which were still in a state of combat readiness, should have been mobilized.
The loud noise was so shocking that even the Green Rose Hotel, which was several miles away, was shaken. For the residents of Dunerke, such powerful explosions have only been experienced three or five times during the Hundred Years of Continental and Island War. Each time, the alien army from Wudalian Island attacked Dunerke with a partial force. Their high-level Only the battle-level large-scale magic released by the mage has such power.
"What did your Excellencies, Ya and Ling, do?" Arthur frowned and asked a little unhappily.
"Don't worry, Ya and Ling are not weak in their own strength, and they are alert and wise. Even if there is any problem, they will be able to escape unscathed." Elham looked at the heavy scroll in his hand nonchalantly, and said lightly: "And With Adu by their side, Adu is still one step away from becoming a heavenly knight, how many people in Dunerke can pose a threat to him?"
Arthur quickly recalled the powerful individuals he knew in Dunerqi. Except for the enigmatic Blackbeard, no one seemed to be able to threaten Adu. Even the most powerful thugs around Blackbeard, such as Hammer, Butcher's Knife, Baal and others, their usual performances are only at the level of high-level knights, and they are not necessarily Adu's opponents.
As for the garrison at Dunerker, the most powerful garrison commander, Lieutenant Colonel Wattou, is only a mid-level knight, and he is also getting older, and his physical strength and vitality have begun to weaken. He is even less likely to He is Adu's opponent.
"But, that explosion just now!" Arthur reminded Elham kindly.
Elham closed the scroll, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and said with a gentle and graceful smile: "Okay, okay, maybe Ya and Ling are venting their anger. They have never been insulted like that. They They were so angry that they destroyed the tracking circle, obviously not wanting us to see them being cursed."
Smiling easily, Elham said calmly: "If anyone dared to disrespect them in the church temple, they would have been reduced to ashes. But here, I have reminded them to be low-key and cautious, so they I probably found some target to vent my anger to, and nothing big will happen."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rapid ringing of copper bells in the corner of the hall, and a secret door was pushed open hard. Five black men shed tears silently and escorted two women covered in blood and disheveled clothes and rushed in.
"Oh God!" Elham, who had always been calm and calm as if he had everything under control, threw the scroll in his hand far away and jumped up in excitement. The three young men sitting next to him were also shocked and moved, and they jumped up and rushed forward.
Like a strong wind, Elham rushed in front of the black spirit man holding Ya Heling. He angrily slapped the black spirit man and roughly snatched Ya Heling into his hands. He cursed in a low voice: "Despicable creatures, niggas with sinful marks on their skin, how dare you touch them with your dirty body parts? Bastards, you all deserve to die! Kill them!"
The three young men rushed forward without saying a word. Two of them drew their swords and stabbed at the five black spirit men. The other one recited a spell in a low voice, and a rich dark blue light mist rose from his body. The constantly twisting light mist enveloped the young man, and several twisted runes quickly emerged on his fingertips. A terrifying chill spread from his feet, condensing into a strange triangular light pattern formation at his feet. …,
"Sinners, welcome the wrath from the God of Ice and Snow! Let the pure and flawless ice and snow wash away your souls and eliminate your sins!" The young man waved his hands, and twenty-five ice cones made of ice and snow formed around him. , the ice pick about three feet long exuded an astonishing cold air, and all the furniture and furnishings in the room were quickly covered with a thin layer of frost.
Arthur screamed in surprise and fear: "Sir Elham, slow down a little, let me ask what happened!"
Only then did Elham come back to his senses, and he shouted angrily: "Okay, stop!"
The ice pick was ready to go. When the young man in robe heard Elham's order, he hesitated slightly. The runes wrapped around his fingertips slowly dissipated, and the ice pick also turned into strands of cold air and disappeared into the air. But the two young men who came out with swords pretended not to hear Elham's words. They swung their swords and stabbed deeply, and the sword blades penetrated deeply into the chests of the two black spirit men.
The two black men with astonishing strength did not dodge. They watched the sword sink into their chests, and blood spurted out rapidly along the blood grooves on the sword. They just stood there upright, like two black mountains, never wavering despite the wind and rain.
The two young men wielding the sword were stunned for a moment. They looked at the five black men whose expressions had not changed at all, but whose tears were constantly flowing, and a chill suddenly appeared in their hearts. They cautiously drew out their swords, retreated slowly, and protected the young man in robes.
Elham ignored what was going on here. He didn't care about the life or death of the black spirit man. He carefully placed Ya and Ling, whose clothes were disheveled and most of their bodies exposed, on the sofa. He looked at the hideous wounds on their bodies with twitching faces.
There was a knife wound in the back that almost split them open. In addition, they were all wounded by crossbows, especially Ya. Her lower abdomen was pierced and blood was pouring out. But one could feel a powerful fighting spirit lurking near their wounds. It was this fighting spirit that stopped most of their blood flow, allowing them to survive until now.
Elham did not take another look at the five black spirit men, even though he knew that it was these black spirit men who wasted their fighting energy to save the lives of the two women.
He just took out a medicine bottle that was as thick as a bean and no longer than the length of his little finger from his pocket. He smiled and said to Arthur: "Fortunately, as long as you are still alive, you can be saved. This is the divine potion, a treasure given to us by the gods."
Carefully opening the medicine bottle, Elham poured it into the bottle and dropped a drop of viscous juice as clear as melted crystal on Ya and Ling's eyebrows. The faint fragrance spread out, and there was a soft breath of life in the juice that continued to spread to the surroundings. This vitality was so powerful that it almost condensed into substance, making Arthur almost lose his footing.
A gentle light enveloped Ya and Ling.
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