The carriage slowly stopped in front of Zalberg's official residence. When he got out of the car, the servants of the official residence had already greeted him: "It's Lord Dominica. You're here to see my Lord Wangjue at such a late hour. This person next to you is
yes?"
"Lead the way in, he is the guest that the prince wants to see." Trossa said.
"I understand, you two please come with me."
The official residence is not very big, but it is by no means small. The white and dark red wall tiles, black and red tile roofs, and brightly colored architectural forms give the entire official residence a different classical flavor.
Bing Zhixie followed the servant's footsteps into the main building of the mansion, and soon came to a wide rooftop where Zalberg was resting with his eyes closed.
"What's the matter?" Zalberg was lying on the couch with his back to the visitor. He did not open his eyes because he was not asleep.
The servant said: "Master Dominica is here to see you."
Zarberg said nothing, and the servant left consciously.
Bingzhixie saw that Zalberg on the chair had no intention of getting up. Looking at Trosa, he didn't say anything either. He just waited quietly.
The starry sky in the sky is bright, the dark blue night curtain, and the bright moon shine on the small lake under the rooftop, reflecting the sparkling waves. The evening wind blows, and the wind is moist and fragrant. In the midsummer night, it can calm and relax.
Lying here quietly is indeed a pleasant enjoyment.
It took a long time before Zalberg spoke again: "Did you bring others with you?"
"yes."
"Who is it?"
"He is a very good person."
"Oh?" Zalberg pulled the switch on the armrest, and the couch slowly turned around. The moment he saw Bing Zhixie, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "Well, this person
…”
Trossa said: "Prince, this is the person who helped me before. His name is Celeste Bingzhixie. Even though he is young, he is a member of the world-famous 7S mercenary group.
A member of the Emperor's mercenary group, the Ice Emperor."
"Oh, it's shocking." Zarberg stared at Bing Zhixie. Bingzhixie stared at him without fear. After a while, Zarberg said: "Well, it's really impressive.
Bufan. He is the person you said gave you the black dragon scale armor and saved Bill's life?"
"Yes."
"Very good." Zalberg stood up from his chair and walked to the end of the rooftop. Looking at the undulating lake surface, he slowly raised his hand: "Kill him!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was immersed in the shadow of the night rooftop, counting.
The guards flew out together, their swords unsheathed, and in the blink of an eye, the fatal killing move was in front of Bing Zhixie...
In the same night, under the same sky, in the wild woods on the outskirts of the city, a dozen masked men in black are still running quickly. They are agile and light in their steps. In the dark forest, the trees are like fast
They passed by them like a shadow, but they couldn't slow down their running speed at all.
"arrive."
When the sound came, the man in black in the middle raised his hand and stopped, and more than a dozen men in black stopped at the same time.
"This is it." In the woods, a dozen men in black looked forward. More than a hundred meters away, they saw a small, quiet village built among the layers of mountain forest.
The village is very quiet, with only dim magic lights illuminating the village. In this kind of countryside, the villagers are used to going to bed early, and by this time they have already fallen asleep, or have fallen asleep.
"Want a bloodbath or..." The man in black said frightening words, but he seemed to be used to it.
The leader said: "Don't go to too much trouble, just find the target and take action."
Under the action order, the people in black quickly rushed towards the village. The village guard was still watching from the wooden carved tower. Several black shadows had already flown out of the forest, slicing their throats and piercing their chests.
"superior!"
As soon as the black sharp shadow flew out, the people in black followed closely and flew up to the carved tower. The monster that had lost its master was breaking out of the guardian space and was already killed on the spot.
The village is still quiet, so quiet that you can hear the chirping of insects and frogs, and the voices of couples who have not yet fallen asleep laughing in the house.
The leading man in black squatted on the roof of the house and observed the surroundings, and made a gesture with his right hand to continue action.
There is a church in the village, and diagonally opposite the church is the richest family in the village. People in black came around this family and looked at this strict and luxurious building.
"What should I do?" the man in black asked, and naturally someone in black answered.
"For a building like this, the magic protection throughout the house must be in place, and it is not suitable for forced entry."
"Use fire."
The leader said "fire", and the man in black next to him immediately activated the flame magic. The blazing flame array split open under the night sky, and a roll of red flame rushed down from the mid-air: "Huoyan Lin·High-heat Flame."
Phew~!
Huge flames instantly enveloped half the wall of the house, and then more than a dozen one-and-a-half-meter-large exploding fireballs crashed into the gorgeous house.
The village suddenly started to panic, everyone ran out of the house shouting, the man with strength had already taken the weapon in his hand, bursts of light, and the guardian beast also came out.
But a dozen men in black paid no attention to the people in the village. They all stared at the burning house, waiting for the people inside to come out.
Of course, someone came out of the room. The domestic servants and personal guards who ran out of the room shouted to put out the fire. A magician had already used water magic to wash away the fire.
"Look, there's someone on the roof." Soon someone spotted the men in black on the surrounding roofs.
"Did you set the fire?" The private guard of the wealthy family drew his weapons and rushed towards the house.
"Seeking death!" A strong man in black with bare hands bent his fingers into claws and pulled out a thick blue current from his hands. He raised his right hand and formed a thunder seal on his left hand. The thunder flow instantly gathered in the palm of his right hand: "
Thunder-Breaking Hand·Tiger Fight!"
Thunder Palm struck out, its powerful claws hitting the guard's breastplate directly.
'Pfft...' There was a sound of electric current, and the power of thunder printed on the chest of the guard was shaken. A plate of blue electric current spread out from under the palm, like a blue moon, nailing the person
Tethered in mid-air.
"Ah~!!!" The guard screamed horribly. The breastplate on his chest had been twisted and deformed. When he took away his thunder hand, a striking palm print was left in front of his heart. In the blink of an eye, his heart suddenly died.
.
The thunder-hand man in black, who had eliminated the guards with one move, turned back and looked at the villagers surrounding him. He clenched his fists and electric currents burst out: "Anyone who wants to die can come!"
More than a dozen men in black and a dozen fierce guards were summoned, and with a low roar, the men in black stood coldly one by one. When the already panicked villagers saw this posture, no one was there for a moment.
Dare to take another step forward.
The man in black with thunder hand narrowed his eyes and showed a bit of contempt: "If you don't want to die, just step aside!"
No one wanted to die, and all the villagers retreated.
At this time, the water magic had extinguished the fire in the house. The leader in black watched them put out the fire coldly but did not take action because his goal had been achieved and everyone in the mansion had fled outside.
"Who are you? Why did you set fire to my home?" The owner of the mansion hugged his panicked son and glared at the man in black on the house.
The leader in black stood with his hands on his chest and stood at the end of the eaves. His ruthless tone seemed to mock the other party's anger: "Are you Ewen Buti?"
"It's me, what do you want? Do you want money?"
The leader in black said: "Very well, I don't want your money. I just want to ask you a question. As long as you answer it correctly, I will let you and your family go."
"What's the problem?" Ewen Boo asked.
"It's very simple." The leader in black said: "I just want to know where the Thousand Eyes Stone is?"
"Ten Thousand Eyes Stone?" Buti said: "I don't know what Ten Thousand Eyes Stone is."
"Wrong answer." The leader in black looked at his companion not far away: "Kill!"
The companion in black, who was carrying a rusty flail, immediately jumped down from the house, and in the blink of an eye, he flew over the heads of the servants: "Die~!" The flail in his hand was thrown out, and it fell from his grip.
The iron chain that slipped out of the handle extended the length of the flail by one, and three spiny iron balls the size of small watermelons were hung and hit the servants and servants. Their bones and flesh were shattered and their brains were scattered.
After this blow, the man in black of Lianjia jumped back to the roof, still standing there with expressionless eyes. If it weren't for the brains and minced meat hanging on Lianjia in his hand, it would be as if nothing had happened.
"Ah...ah~!" The servants were frightened and screamed, retreating from the two corpses on the ground and moving closer to the guards beside their master.
"Ah, old doctor!" Buti looked at the tragically dead corpses on the ground. One of them was the old doctor who had taken care of him for many years, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
On the roof, the leader in black said: "Let me ask again, where is the Thousand-Eyed Stone?"
Buti said bitterly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"
This time the leader in black stopped talking, and several men in black on the roof nearby had already flown down.
Buti shouted: "Stop them!"
Several guards immediately faced the man in black, and the warcraft and magic attacked together.
The three men in black who fell on the ground didn't say much at all. They rushed into the crowd and committed the purest massacre. The cold blade cut through the most helpless chests, leaving only the most ruthless death.
It didn't last long. In more than ten seconds, more than a dozen people died. Even the guards who rushed to stop him didn't survive. With the last knife, he cut off the head of an old woman. Buti shouted: "Mother!"
Feeling pain on one side and indifference on the other, a man in black tore off a piece of the deceased's clothes, lightly wiped the blood on the blade in front of everyone, and left slowly.
Buti stared at the man in black on the roof with bloodshot eyes, and the muscles in his body were tense with grief and anger.
The leader in black still had no words or emotions, and spoke plainly and repeatedly, as if he didn't notice all this: "I ask again, where is the Thousand-Eyed Stone?"
"I...I..." Buti's voice was trembling, and his clenched fists were bleeding. He didn't dare to say the next sentence. He knew that when he said this sentence, there would be more people and closer relatives.
People died under these words.
The men in black were not in a hurry, they waited patiently, without urging or getting anxious, because they knew that the other party would eventually give an answer that satisfied them, and they had always had experience in this area.