Chapter 268: ‘Dark Law Monitor’ No. 4

Just as Felster shouted coldly, the figure who was originally wearing a gorgeous dress on the horse suddenly blurred in front of everyone, and when he appeared again, he had already changed into another appearance.

The tall figure was tightly wrapped in a dark robe. The huge hooded dark cloak hid the entire face of the "Dark Magic Monitor" into the dark hat. In the wide sleeves, a long staff "loomed" emitted a strange light.

As the sun was rising, and under the slanting sunlight, a sensation of coldness gradually emerged in the space of the entire envoy team with the appearance of this "dark magic monitor", which made everyone in the space feel a biting cold.

It is completely different from Felster's coldness. Felster is just ice outside, while this "dark magic monitor" makes everyone cold in their hearts and in the depths.

He stared at Felster fearlessly with his eyes hidden under the black robe. The "Dark Measure Monitor" seemed not worried about his situation. Instead, he did not make any escape moves, but instead took two steps forward with his horse.

Staring at the empty eyes without any emotional fluctuations, although Felster had had the experience of wearing a black robe before, Felster now hates this person wearing a black robe and looking at him with a cold look.

I hate, hate for no reason, hate his clothes, hate his eyes, hate the momentum he exudes, hate everything he can see in him.

Repressing the idea of ​​taking action, Felster said coldly to the dark 'dark surveillance monitor' through Pierce who was staying there: "Speak your name, otherwise you will regret not telling me."

Controlling the war horses to stop stomping down, the "dark magic monitor" in a black robe clearly sneered from under the black robe, and then, he actually answered Felster's question strangely.

"We don't have names, only code names, you can call me No. 4."

His eyes instantly condensed into reality with fear. Pierce almost fell off his horse when he heard the name No. 4.

No longer cared about the fear of the cold man opposite, Pierce instantly controlled the horse and moved towards Felster, away from the No. 4 of the "Dark Technique Monitor" in black robe.

He looked at Pierce, who had already reached his side, and Felster let out a disdainful sneer.

"Emister Pierce, you seem to be afraid of him. You seem to have forgotten that you are also Sauron's people, and we are your real enemies."

Hearing Felster's words, Pierste remembered his current identity. In an instant, he regretted that he almost didn't use No. 4 to take action. He wanted to jump off the horse and fall to death. Although he was not sure what No. 4 intended him before, now, his behavior just now obviously gave No. 4 a good excuse.

Thinking of the terrifying method of the "dark method", Pierce immediately trembled and her whole body was chilling. In an instant, she even lost her ability to speak. If anyone pays attention, she will definitely see the noble messenger Sauron, Marquis Pierce's "special" liquid dripping to the ground along the corner of her pants.

Flicking the thin sword in his hand, Felster ignored Pierce, who was shaking around him, and asked coldly: "Tell me your mission, maybe I can not kill you."

He gently raised the wand in his hand, and No. 4 suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was like encountering something funny.

Then, the fourth will move the gaze shot from the black robe from Felster's face to Pierce, who was shaking all over and pale, sneered: "Mr. Pierce, if you return to the ranks of the envoys now, I can assume that nothing happened just now, otherwise, you should know what you will be going on."

Looking at the calm and calm No. 4, who was not panicked, Felster strengthened his tone of questioning and shouted coldly again: "Tell me your intention and conspiracy, otherwise - die!"

Scan the eyes of RobChell next to him, and then turned back to Felster's face. Under the black robe that continued to flutter in the wind, a mocking disdain sneer came from under the 4th.

"Silver sword, silver armor, silver-haired white horse, Felster, you are so famous and so majestic now. Even His Majesty the King and Lord Leott would frown and sigh when they mentioned you. Now you are no longer the eighth-level waste who is often humiliated by Princess Fena in the Duke's Mansion but dare not resist. Even His Majesty and Lord Leott would not expect that you would have a day to advance."

Seeing Felster's palm holding the silver sword move slightly, No. 4's voice paused, then stared into Felster's eyes and mocked: "Don't rush to cut me in half, then I will have no way to finish the following words."

Looking at the number four that made him hate so much that he gritted his teeth and could not cut him in half with one sword. Felster tightened the silver sword in his hand and blew a word coldly.

"explain!"

First, he let out a sneer that was extremely disgusting, and then No. 4 gently carried the "looming" staff in his hand and continued the topic just now.

"The Duke of Leott once said that if you could see earlier that you had hope of advancement, perhaps everything that happened to you in the first place would not have happened. He would treat them and their son well for your sake. Unfortunately, you advanced too late, everything has long been a fixed number and no one can change it."

With a cold smile, Felster raised his silver sword and coldly interrupted No. 4's chattering.

A firm light appeared in the cold eyes. Felster sneered disdainfully: "There is no pity. It is not important for the young master to lose his father, and it is not important for the wife to lose her husband. What is important is that the wife is living a happy and satisfied now. What is important is that the young master has grown to a peak that scares all enemies. What is important is that the strength we have now is enough to fight against Sauron, enough to break the territory, and enough to be king. As long as we are willing, we can even enter the Sauron Palace and cut off the head of Sauron XIV after we are strong. Otherwise, Sauron XIV will not send you here to make peace with us like a dog. So you better shut up, otherwise I cannot guarantee that you will be unable to help kill you before the young master's order comes, because you really make me hate it."

No threatened by Felster's ninth-level power, No. 4 faced Felster, whose angry face began to turn blue, and still sneered easily: "I admit that I am not your opponent. When you fight head-on, you can kill me in a minute, but don't forget that I am a 'dark law monitor', I am a person wandering between the shadows, so even if you are a ninth-level strongman, you can only watch me disappear in front of you, and there is no way. Even if your young master with the dirtiest and the most humble black hair and black eyes, who can shoot a deadly flying knife, can't kill me. As long as I am willing, no one can kill me except the existence of the holy level. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

His eyes instantly became murderous. What Felster couldn't stand the most was the presence of someone insulting his black hair and black eyes in front of him, the existence of the young lady Lucia and the young master Arenas.

The silver sword was sold out and the silver was launched. Felster instantly slashed a sword containing his peak power towards No. 4.

At the same time, just as the moment the Felster Silver Sword was about to be cut out, a huge roar that could make everyone temporarily deaf suddenly appeared on the heads of everyone and echoed over the fortress.

"Don't you fucking shit!"

The eardrums fell into numbness in an instant. If it weren't for my own strength to protect myself, I would have been temporarily deaf like those knights.

His eyes rose, and when No. 4 looked at the sky above his head, a burning flame that kept rolling and burning fell from the top of his head.

His eyes tightened in an instant, and No. 4's body quickly disappeared into the void as the flames fell on his head.

The moment the flames reached the ground, hundreds of screams rang out in a shocking and neat manner, and then all dimmed in an instant, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After a fire, Felster and the countless black armored knights behind him saw the fearful scene on the ground.

The huge deep pit was nothing but that. Even the personnel and horses that originally existed on it disappeared and the armor disappeared.

A cloud dissipated, and Heyat's huge body swept down from the sky, and with the sound of a huge wind, it swept over the heads of all the knights, bringing up countless bright red feathers.

He closed his giant wings and hit the ground with his legs. After a loud bang and vibration, Heyat smashed the huge pit that had just been melted out by Long Shi in his thickest posture.

He poked his dragon head down and looked at the situation in the pit. As Heyat moved slightly, he revealed a huge figure riding in the depression at the base of his neck.

He was stunned by the Long Wei just now. Pierce didn't even have time to pee his pants that scared him. He was shocked by the huge figure that had just appeared in front of him and almost died.

Pointing at the huge body of a rider in front, Pierce stared straight ahead, and exclaimed in the faintest voice: "Dragon-Dragon-Dragon-Dragon-Charge-Soldier-"

No one paid any attention to Pierce, who was about to die of fear, was all focused on the empty space that still exuded a faint power of dragon extinguishing.

A biting chill scattered, and a voice in the void that gritted teeth that everyone hated rang out into everyone's ears again.

"The eighth-level dark dragon knight really surprised me. It is a miracle that the dragon knight profession that has not appeared in a thousand years has returned to the mainland. But it is a pity that I said, you can't kill me. Now, I'm leaving. I want to report everything that happened here to His Majesty. Perhaps many countries on the mainland will be very interested in this matter."

He let out a roar of dragons in anger, and Heyat kept turning around in the spot, using his huge longan eyes to search for the figure that had just heard the hateful sound in the surrounding void. Felster could only hold the long sword tightly and look at the void without any help.

Just as the proud voice of No. 4 disappeared, a calm and cold shout, which was completely different from the previous No. 4's voice, suddenly jumped out of the void and rang out in the entire space full of biting coldness.
Chapter completed!