Chapter 459 Interception

  Following Ulbert's violent shouting, the members of the messenger group behind him decisively rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window, smashing it to pieces without even thinking about it.

   Bang!

  The floor-to-ceiling windows instantly shattered into glass shards and sawdust. There was still a little rain of blood in the air, and a strong wind full of **** smell suddenly swept in, whining.

  A dozen men and women in red rose cotton jackets all fell from the attic of the tower, but their bodies were quite flexible, and they easily found their balance after rolling twice in midair.

  Boom boom boom...

  Accompanied by successive muffled sounds, these messengers landed straight on the ground under the tower, smashing the stone road into pits and cracks.

   "Faith, how are you, are you not injured?"

  A male messenger stood up slowly, shook his numb legs, and asked a woman beside him.

  The latter struggled to get up, drooping his limp right leg.

  She first looked up at the window in the upper attic, then raised her distorted right palm, straightened it abruptly with her left hand, made a rattling sound, and frowned:

   "At a height of more than 20 meters, I still accidentally broke my hands and feet. 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 that Jack Speight would know our existence and come to intercept us personally. With Mr. Ulbert stopping him, we should be able to buy some time .”

  The man looked at the situation of the other messenger companions, except for a few scratches, they were fine, so he said in a deep voice.

  The female messenger nodded and leaned her body against him naturally.

  However, just as the envoys were about to retreat to the right, a familiar but creepy figure quietly appeared not far from them.

   "Jack..."

  The envoy group and others turned around and saw a young man in a black hat standing in the middle of the road ahead, and they couldn't help saying this name from their throats.

   "You have killed the Ulbert envoy?!"

   Someone expressed horror and said in disbelief.

  Ulbert, as the head of the Rose Messenger Group, is naturally the strongest, and has already reached the Sequence Five [Boneman] of the Flesh Path.

   But how long has it been?

   Ten seconds? Or twenty seconds?

  Jack killed it already?

How can this be!

  According to the information, Jack is not a high-ranking saint. Although he has a record of beheading the incarnation of a saint, he still belongs to the category of a mid-sequence extraordinary person, and Mr. Ulbert is not weak either!

  The young man in the black hat calmly looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and said slowly:

   "Not yet, but it won't take long... You should worry about your situation first."

"Um?"

  When the members of the envoys heard what he said, they immediately felt bad.

   At the same time, there is also a doubt.

   Next second.

  Boom!

  Suddenly there was a loud noise overhead.

   Everyone followed the sound and looked up, only to see a huge ghoul flying upside down out of the loft of the tower. After tumbling a few times in mid-air in embarrassment, it flapped its bone bat wings and planned to escape. However, before flying far, he was overtaken by the man in the black hat who stepped out and walked out of nowhere.

The silver cane in the latter's hand turned into a thin sword at some point, like a whip or a long snake, it winds wantonly in the air, draws out a series of sharp swords, and falls on the ghoul with precision, "whip!" "A deep mouth of blood came out.

  Blood fell on the feet of the messenger group and others, scaring them back again and again.

   "Two Jacks?!"

   "No, this is his avatar!"

   "Incarnation... that's impossible! He's obviously not a saint yet!"

  The members of the envoy group showed shock and exchanged a few words briefly.

   However, Chen Lun's deceitful incarnation didn't want to explain to these guys. He just glanced around coldly and said in his heart, the twelve flesh-and-blood Sequence Seven [ghouls].

"die."

   He said indifferently.

   Immediately, with a raised left hand, it turned into a group of white snakes and attacked the envoys.

   "Let's go first!"

  Three male messengers stepped forward, drinking violently and turning into three ghouls.

  Chen Lun's eyes flashed ferocity, and the group of snakes on his left arm directly engulfed the three of them, with a sneer in his mouth:

   "Don't worry, none of them can escape."

  Screams, howls, and dull bangs, finally turned into crackling bones. The three envoys who tried to intercept him and buy time for his teammates were swallowed by the "pale hand" as soon as they met.

  The deceitful avatar killed three people, without stopping, cast teleportation and disappeared in place.

   After a while.

  The entire street inside the castle was covered with gravel and cracks. The pavement, which had been soaked in blood rain and turned bright red, was once again covered with fresh blood, as if it were paint splashed by an artist. It was crooked and quite scary.

  A gentleman in black hat is standing by the street lamp, bowing his head and waiting for something.

   Soon, a gentleman in black hat appeared beside him again, and the two looked at each other.

   "Hmm... The members of the Rose Messenger Squad are pretty good, better than the average Red Rose Squad, but that's all."

  Chen Lun glanced at his deceitful avatar and made an evaluation.

  He raised his hand, holding a wooden doll in his palm.

As the puppet creaked and moved, the other self in front of him slowly shed its skin, and the hat and clothes flew into the ring by itself, and the blood and flesh turned into dozens of white snakes, wriggling and climbing up to their nests. Chen Lun's right arm was cut off and blended into it, leaving only a "skeleton" of a human-sized puppet, which gradually dissipated in the white light falling from the sky.

  Chen Lun put away the avatar of fraud, turned his head and looked at the end of the street on the other side.

   "The Yaco royal family... let's grab it easily."

   With a whoosh, he disappeared in place.

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   "Mom, where are we going?"

  In the compartment of the carriage, the young Princess Ahsoka leaned in the arms of the queen with some fear, and asked nervously and at a loss.

  The queen opened her mouth, but did not speak. First she stroked her daughter's flaxen hair in silence, and then said slowly:

   "Your royal father will take us to a safe place, where we can enjoy a quiet day, and will no longer be troubled by various insignificant things in the future."

   "Then can we go back to Natmani again? Although I don't like it...but it's the only place I'm familiar with."

  Princess Ahsoka said softly.

  The queen was in a daze. She sighed secretly, not wanting to disappoint her daughter, so she didn't answer her daughter's question. The clever Ahsoka quickly understood what his mother meant, and she shed tears in sadness, but she was also strong enough not to cry out.

  At this time, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the shouts of the guards and various noises came from outside.

   "Mom... is the enemy chasing you?"

   Ahsoka asked cautiously when he saw the change in his mother's face.

  The queen squeezed out a smile and comforted her daughter saying no.

   "Ahsoka, stay in the carriage obediently, don't go out, and don't peek, Mom will be back soon."

  Ahsoka nodded obediently.

  After the queen opened the curtain nervously and walked down, she found that the convoy had left Nabil Forest Castle and came to a remote forest. Her husband, Tihamoir, was standing with the rest of the royal family, looking solemnly at a man in a black hat blocking the way not far away.

  The two sides formed a confrontation. The soldiers around surrounded each other and aimed their flintlock guns. It seemed that they might pull the trigger at any time and beat them into a sieve.

   "Get out of the way if you want to live! You bastard!"

  Among the members of the royal family, a young man with stubble and a slightly immature face frowned and shouted. Chen Lun glanced at the young man, but ignored him.

   "The members of the Yake royal family are all here?"

  He put his eyes on Tihamoyer, smiled slightly, and asked softly like a friend.

  Tihamoir frowned, a little uncertain about the identity and intentions of this strange man. But because he was fleeing at the moment, he became extremely wary of this guy who suddenly blocked the way.

  The king turned his head and asked his chief guard with his eyes.

  The latter was a strong man with a big beard, wearing a plate armor, noticing that His Majesty the King was looking over, he suppressed the extreme uneasiness in his heart, and shook his head stiffly at Tiha.

   Seeing this, the king's heart sank.

  Even the captain of the guard is not sure. It seems that the man in the black hat in front of him is a terrible enemy.

   "What do you want, Your Excellency?"

  The king asked in a deep voice.

"what do you want?"

  Only hearing the young man in the black hat laugh, he immediately raised his hand, stretched out a finger, pointed at Tihamoir, then pointed at the queen behind him, and then swept across the several princes and all members of the royal family present.

  He didn't say it clearly, but he said it all.

  The king and the members of the royal family present immediately understood what the other party meant... This guy's target was the members of the royal family. I don't know whether he wanted to kidnap them or want their lives!

   "Arrogance! Who do you think you are?!"

  The young man in the royal family who scolded Chen Lun to make way before cursed angrily.

  He wanted to say something else, but King Tiha raised his hand to stop him, and warned the person with stern eyes.

   "Bai Luza, that's enough."

  Being in awe of his uncle, the young man immediately shut up, but the veins on his forehead were still beating slightly, obviously a little excited.

  King Tiha looked at Chen Lun and asked calmly:

   "Are you an extraordinary person of the imperial military? Or are you serving other forces?"

  Chen Lun pinched the brim of his hat and smiled slightly.

   "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself... I am the consul of the generous council, Jack Speight, please come with me, as long as you are obedient, I will not touch you."

  He fell silent when mentioning Harmoy.

  He knew that the church the other party was talking about belonged to one of the churches of the Seven Gods of the Empire, but he did not expect that the young man in front of him was actually a high-ranking member of it... and the other party dared to come to intercept their convoy alone, so he must have nothing to fear.

   Tiha is a little lost.

  Gloom and confusion flashed in his eyes.

  He didn't want to be threatened like this, let himself and his family become captives, and entrust the freedom of life and death in the hands of others... At the same time, he didn't know the details of the other party, and worried that rash conflicts would lead to death.

   Having been on the throne for many years, he remained calm on the surface, and his inner thoughts soon ended... He already had a choice, and planned to test the other party first. If this person was really difficult, it would not be too late to bear it.

  But if the other party is just bluffing, then he must pay a heavy price!

   "It turns out that your Excellency is here to eradicate the grass... After this battle, the Yake Kingdom will cease to exist from now on. Why don't you let our Moir family live?"

   Tihamoyle said in a deep voice.

  At the same time, he lightly stroked the sky blue gemstone ring with his fingers carried behind his back.

   "Whatever you want, as long as you can get it, I can give you...gold? Treasure? Or extraordinary things? Mysterious knowledge?"

"uncle!"

  Royal youth Bai Luza spoke again.

  He pointed at Chen Lun and glared.

   "We have an army of 300 people, as well as the chief guard of Dro, but this guy is alone, why should we be afraid of him?"

  Beside the young man, an old man from the royal family also chimed in:

"Tiha, when we left Netmoni, we left in a hurry and didn't bring much belongings... Now it is almost impossible to go back. The money will be the foundation of our survival and development in the future. We can't just hand it over like this. go out."

  His words did not directly target the stranger blocking the way, but the subtext was to persuade the king not to compromise, and it was best to kill him here.

  At this moment, everyone suddenly heard the young man in black hat snap his fingers.

Snapped!

  For some reason, they stopped arguing unconsciously and turned their heads to look.

   "It seems that you haven't figured out the situation..."

   Chen Lun said indifferently, holding a silver cane.

   "I'm not discussing with you, but a notice and admonition. One last time, put down your weapons now and go with me obediently, or you all don't leave."

   "Damn guy..."

The young man of the royal family, Bai Luza, cursed through gritted teeth. He had never been so humiliated since he was a child. He raised his flintlock gun and pulled the trigger towards Chen Lun.

  Boom!

  Gunfire and gunpowder smoke, and projectiles fly out of the barrel.

   Next second.

  Chick—

  The round and round projectile was caught by a hand wearing a brown leather glove, and it was still emitting hot green smoke.

  This hand belongs to the black hat youth.

  Everyone didn't see the specific process at all, the other party just raised his hand lightly and caught the bullet!

  King Tiha's pupils shrank slightly, and immediately lowered his gaze.

He had just influenced his nephew through the strange thing ring he was wearing, and deliberately let his nephew attack the man in the black hat in front of him as a test. Now he knows that ordinary firearms may not be able to hurt the opponent, which means that his army is likely to It's just a display in front of the other party.

   "Bai Luza! Who told you to shoot!"

  Tihamoir suddenly showed anger, and slapped his nephew on the face with a backhand.

   "Damn idiot! Are you trying to kill us?!"

Snapped!

  The young man of the royal family was slapped hard, but Tiha didn't keep his hand. The slap knocked him to the ground, spitting blood, and the flintlock gun in his hand fell to the ground.

   "Uncle...I..."

  Bai Luza sat on the ground, speaking in horror and nervousness, he looked a little at a loss, and at the same time regretted that he was too impulsive.

  King Tiha turned around and hurriedly stroked his chest and bowed.

   "Your Excellency, I'm very sorry, we didn't intend to conflict with you...Bai Luza offended you, it's up to you to decide whether to live or die, even if you want to kill him, he will be responsible for it!"

   "No...don't, Uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

  Bai Luza suddenly shouted in horror.

  Among the members of the royal family next to them, many of them showed their faces unbearable, but they did not dare to intercede. King Tiha stood by indifferently, turning a deaf ear to his nephew's begging for mercy and apology.

  At this moment, he noticed that the young man in black hat cast a kind of half-smile look, and glanced at his fingers.

   Tiha suddenly raised his heart to his throat.

   Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice the clue, and immediately just lowered his head and played with the projectile in his hand.

"interesting…"

  Chen Lun said.

   "In that case, he should die."

   As he spoke, he calmly raised his hand and flicked the projectile between his fingers.

  Boom!

  With just the strength of his fingers, there was a loud sound of air bursting, a ring of air flow spread from his hand, and the bullet screamed, flying straight to Bai Luza's head.

   This blow is enough to blow it up!

  But when everyone was terrified, a cold female voice came:

   "Confused."

  The bullet stopped in front of Bai Luza's forehead, frozen, and the royal youth escaped the fate of being headshot. As if his reaction was delayed, he screamed and backed away again and again, his crotch was wet.

  The crowd suddenly noticed that a short-haired woman in a silver-white robe was standing in front of King Tihamoir, protecting them behind her.

   "We meet again, Your Majesty Ibrain."

  Chen Lun didn't seem surprised by His appearance, raised his brows, and spoke.

  Ibrain looked at the young man in black hat in front of him, and was silent for a few seconds.

   "I promised to save their lives before the war is completely over... You go, Jack, I don't want to kill you."

  Chen Lun shook his head.

  He knew that the reason why the other party said this was because of his special status, and he didn't want to easily offend the generous parliament behind him and cause trouble.

   "Sorry, I don't want to leave empty-handed."

   "Do you really want to die?"

   Ibrayin narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.

   "Don't push yourself too hard, young man...Although I don't want to offend the Church of the Seven Gods, it doesn't mean I'm afraid."

   "Don't get me wrong, Your Majesty..."

  Chen Lun raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

  He chuckled softly:

"I just want to tell you that although I can't beat you, it may be difficult for you to kill me... And like I said, you can't just send me away with a few words, right? Speaking of which, I also Isn't it too embarrassing for a person with a head and face."

   "It seems that you are very confident."

  Ibrain said lightly.

  His tone became more and more indifferent, even overflowing with killing intent.

   "Do you really think that if you have defeated the incarnation of a saint, you will have the strength to compete with high-ranking people?"

   "Your Majesty..."

  Chen Lun slowly took off his hat, and the expression on his face gradually became indifferent.

  He began to exude a strong murderous aura all over his body, and even showed a fluctuating air flow that twisted the air, rising continuously.

   Circles of tree ring-like traces spread from his bare neck, gradually climbing up half of his face, and one eye showed a vertical emerald green pupil.

  The simple and antiquated breath of time suddenly made Ibrain's pupils shrink, and he actually felt the slightest threat from it... This is a mythical power that is enough to hurt him!

   "Would you like to try?"

  Chen Lun grinned, and a low, hoarse voice came out of his throat.

   "It just so happens that the avatar under the crown hasn't made me fully happy yet... It's just that the aftermath of our fight may easily kill everyone here."

  When everyone present heard the conversation between the two, their hairs stood on end.

   A strong sense of suffocation enveloped everyone.

  (end of this chapter)