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Meanwhile, in the night, Colonel Alfred Hall galloped on the road with a small team of men and headed towards the nearest port.

There were only more than twenty people in this team, and they were guarding around a carriage. The chariot was the governor who was rescued by them to the death.

They ran out of the hidden door of the Governor's Mansion, brought the terrified Governor into the car, and fled for a moment.

Colonel Hall, who led the team, kept sweating from his forehead, and was blown through the cold evening breeze. This morning, General Amyrius Levitt had just arrived here, and in the early morning, he was waiting for his life to rely on this military private port to flee back.

His friend, Major Pagani, was also beside him, holding the reins with one hand and pressing the hat on his head with the other.

"Will it be fine on Levite?" Pagani asked uneasy as he rode his horse.

Alfred looked at him without squinting: "This is not what we should consider."

"The order given to us by the Admiral is to safely escort the Governor away."

"Damn, why can you always be so calm? Doesn't this seem like I'm a waste?" Pagani joked with a pale face, barely enlivening the atmosphere. After all, in the battle of the demigods, the two of them had no use for the extraordinary sequences.

The gas lights on the road were still on, and the light dispelled the fear in Alfred's heart.

No one spoke for a moment, and the chaotic sound of horse hooves echoed on the road in the early morning.

He took the time to look back and saw that everyone was doing their own jobs, quiet and steady, and was a team with very good quality.

Alfred was a little surprised. He vaguely remembered that the soldiers he came with had various shortcomings when he set out from the Northern Continent, because many of them were sons of low-level nobles or merchants who wanted to gilt or mix qualifications. They would hurry up to find street girls and alcohol when they docked in the port, and occasionally had quarrels on the ship. He thought that these low-quality soldiers would do whatever they wanted in the colony, but the chaos actually decreased significantly after they arrived in the colony.

He didn't pay much attention during this period, and he had already exercised so well.

As Alfred looked back at the others, Pagani was also watching him. Pagani was facing forward, but his head turned strangely to the back, staring at Alfred without blinking, gloomy and terrifying.

Alfred turned back, and he followed him.

"How long have we been going?" he asked after a while.

The blonde colonel narrowed his eyes: "About ten minutes."

"That's coming soon." Pagani said pretending to be relaxed, "It's only ten minutes left..."

suddenly.

The gas street lights begin to flash.

A strange aura coiled around, and seemed to have caught up from the back of the team. The clean night seemed to suddenly be as foggy as it was gloomy and cold, revealing an indescribable gloom.

"Damn it, something is wrong." Pagani's face changed.

"Don't stop, keep moving forward." Alfred's face was also serious.

The two extraordinary people looked around, but saw nothing.

Their vision was blocked and they could not see anything five meters away, but the darkness around seemed to be pressing towards this side, and the lights of the gas lamp became dimmer and almost extinguished.

This may be because the pursuers have higher sequences than them, or because they are not good at dealing with their extraordinary abilities.

"The Spirit Cultivation Group is catching up with." Pagani's face changed slightly, "It must be them such sneaky things, bastards, the Spirit Cultivation Group took the opportunity to capture the city and even catch up with it? The native leader must be a traitor! He has already colluded!"

The middle and low sequences of the "Judge" pathway do not have much obvious restraint relationship with extraordinary abilities such as spirits, and they do not have more effective means of retreating to the enemy. This situation is normal, but this obstruction of vision reminds them of the danger.

"The person hasn't caught up yet."

Although some extraordinary powers were affected, no one died, nor monsters or corpses appeared, proving that the pursuers were not weak and far away. Alfred relaxed a little and continued to move forward.

The road is not too long, but it will take some time.

Keep moving forward for a moment.

The surrounding environment becomes dimmer and the light is getting worse. The gas street lights can no longer illuminate the surrounding environment. Only the horse lanterns brought in the team have some light, and the rest of the place is dark, and even the trees on the roadside can't be seen clearly, so you can only see a black outline.

"The Spiritual Cult is stopping us from escaping." Alfred said slowly after observing the surroundings.

Pagani nodded with an ugly face: "Tsk, what do they want to do? Do you catch us all?"

Alfred did not answer, and he stretched out his hand and looked ahead, and suddenly a majestic and unstoppable aura emanated from his body:

“Extraordinary interference is prohibited here!”

As soon as the words were finished, the darkness in front and on the side receded like a tide. The extinguished gas street light seemed to have escaped some restraints and lit up one after another. The surrounding environment became clear again, and the trees on the roadside appeared in everyone's eyes.

But the good times didn't last long. After only ten seconds, darkness surged again and the environment became dangerous again.

"It works, but it's not a solution."

Pagani suddenly gritted his teeth and said to Alfred: "If we don't stop the person behind, we will be delayed and even deviate from the route and be chased by the pursuers and die in vain."

As he said that, as soon as he pulled the reins, the horse began to shift toward the side, approaching the edge of darkness.

"Back, Pagani!" Alfred moved, "The spirituality of our two is enough to support the remaining ten minutes."

Pagani asked back: "Can you guarantee it? Alfred?"

As if confirming his words, at the end of the team, a cavalry was caught up by the darkness, and the lantern in his hand quickly went out. After a while, several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the darkness.

Alfred's face looked ugly and silent.

Pagani smiled bitterly: "Look."

"It's useless to escape, the pursuers will definitely take us. But he dared not get close, and he only dared to slowly erode from behind, which proves that he is not very strong."

Alfred Hall did not speak anymore. He was the one who knew when to move forward and when to retreat. He would not be lucky, nor would he comfort others with a lucky mentality. At this moment, facing the words of his friends, he could not find anything to respond.

"Living." In the end, Alfred said only this.

Pagani smiled relaxedly without answering. He pulled the reins and left the team, and one-third of the cavalry left the team. They stopped silently on the side of the road and were quickly surpassed by Alfred.

A second before being swallowed by the darkness, Pagani raised his arm and waved it, counting as a farewell.

Then, he jumped off the horse easily, jumped hard on the ground, and shouted "This place is forbidden to interfere with extraordinary abilities!" and illuminated a small area. Then a knight fell off his horse, and his body wrapped in light armor fell to the ground, making a muffled sound, either light or heavy.

A member of the Spirit Cult Group with a pale face as a corpse came to the darkness. He had already received the news first and knew that the officer in front of him was an insider, so he naturally played face to face with him, fighting back and forth.

After repeated several times, the voice of Alfred's squad had completely disappeared.

"It's best to just leave here. If you follow them back to Roon, my disguised identity will definitely be discovered."

Pagani - the "Photoless Doll" - turned around in the same place and kicked a small stone away. He sorted out his collar. The extraordinary characteristics that originally belonged to "Pagani" were hidden on him, so he could use some of the abilities of the "Judge".

Members of the Spirit Cult Group looked at the manipulated corpse of the extraordinary person very strangely. He was curious why the body of the dead extraordinary person was still alive, and wanted to know what the difference between this ability to manipulate the corpse and his own driving the corpse... In short, he wanted to bring the "fair figure" back and study it carefully.

Pagani felt the vague crisis, turned his head vigilantly and stared at the other person:

"I brought the person."

"It's time for me to leave now."

After saying that, one of the knights' helmet automatically fell from his head, revealing the Governor's face.

He looked uneasy and seemed to have fallen into a sleep, but he undoubtedly saved his life.

After confirming his identity with the photo, the members of the Spiritual Cultivation Group politely made way. Pagani bypassed him, did not ride a horse, and ran away quickly.

After walking a few meters away, he looked back vigilantly, then suddenly fell to the ground, with no breath and turned into a corpse.

The "Photoless Doll" lifted the head of the corpse, crawled out of the collar, and ran away.

...

"No longer catching up..."

Alfred kept looking back and watching. After that period, the phenomenon of darkness surged significantly improved. The lights slowly lit up, the road became clear and the danger was gradually moving away.

The pursuer was stopped.

Similarly, Pagani didn't catch up.

Alfred's face was heavy, and there was no expression on his face, as if he had become an escort robot without emotion.

About five minutes later, his eyes lit up and the lights that led to the port appeared.

"Governor, we're at the port." He spoke immediately.

No sound came from the carriage.

Alfred's heart burst, and a terrifying guess suddenly appeared in his mind. He immediately ordered the team to stop. He turned over and dismounted, walked to the carriage with great strides, and pulled the car door outward!

The one sitting in the carriage was not the governor, but a strange corpse that had been dead for a long time!

Alfred's pupils shrank suddenly and almost couldn't stand it.

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It's dawn.

After a night of chaos, Aldera has become a dead city, with broken bodies wandering on the road without any living figures.

Edward looked into the distance, and looked at the pistol in a direction away, and said, "Bang."

The lightning and clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared,

He moved his arm slightly and pointed the gun in the other direction very close.

Just as he was about to speak out, a man suddenly appeared before Him, just in front of the gun:

"No need to kill him."
To be continued...