Chapter 534
Mojito Mansion.
"Lord O'Neill?"
Zhong Shenxiu touched the head of the returning Moermond, recalling the intelligence the other party had tracked.
This lord was originally a big businessman, and it is said that he was still a descendant of aristocrats, but he was defeated.
However, the other party is a Legendary living in the kingdom. Through several venture capital investments, he has made a huge fortune.
Finally, after donating a large sum of gold to the royal family, the church, and the aristocratic council, he was declared to have the aristocratic bloodline and obtained the canonization of the lord.
'It sounds like the lucky person in an inspirational story, but there has never been a person with good luck for no reason... Is this his secret? '
Zhong Shenxiu thought for a while, and ordered: "Continue to monitor, he is only a Beyonder in the 4th rank and cannot find your presence, but be careful, there must be a high positioner behind him!"
"Wang...has the protection of my master, and my own specialness. Beyonder under Demi-God will never find me."
Molmond cried out flatteringly. With a sound, he sank into the void.
……
After half a month.
Chariaston, the suburbs.
Blake, wearing a black and red school uniform, is participating in an escort task ordered above.
This time the escort mission is very special. As a high level officer, he was told directly that he was going to escort a very dangerous curse.
Its negative effects...very powerful!
'The people above must have their heads on their ass, so I will let my Third Camp participate in such a mission...'
Although he is also Beyonder, it is still the third order. [Swordsman], and Third Camp as an elite security force, every soldier is well-trained and equipped with the latest flintlock musket equipped with bayonet, but Black still feels very dangerous.
After all, he knows that a corps like himself, dealing with ordinary persons on the battlefield may be very difficult to deal with.
But dealing with those true powerhouses in the mysterious world is as vulnerable as a scarecrow.
Maybe when a strong wind blows, it will fall in pieces.
'The only thing that can be hoped is that the Beyonder sent by the church and the royal family is strong enough...'
Thinking of this, he caught the white steed under his seat and came to At the center of the team, I saw the huge carriage under the guards.
Although I made a certain seal, I was afraid that the seal would be broken and the ordinary person would suffer heavy casualties. Therefore, this cursed object was not transported by public transportation facilities such as steam trains. Instead, it chose a more primary livestock pack. Luck.
Eight horses are pulling a huge carriage with curtains hanging down on all sides.
With the breeze blowing gently, a black curtain opened, Blake could see a dark, huge, seemingly made of black metal...coffin?
On its surface, there are still a lot of chains wrapped around it, just like one after another seal.
Even so, every once in a while, there will be violent struggles from the coffin, as if there is some living thing hidden in it, or...wild beast!
The royal family and the church's Beyonder had to act together to reluctantly appease it.
"Boss!"
A soldier saw Black and ran over to salute.
"How's it going?"
Blake asked with a military salute at random.
"The ghost broke up again half an hour ago, and it took 3 minutes to calm down..." The soldier curled his lips: "We are very worried..."
After all, Even ordinary persons know the terrifying of cursed things!
"In another hour, you will be able to reach the capital...when the time comes, I will give you a three-day vacation...so that you can enjoy Chariaston's wine and the charm of women... …"
Blake gave a vulgar smile and promised.
At this moment, there seemed to be a strong wind in his ear.
"It's windy!"
Blake thought casually, feeling the strong wind passing by.
The strong wind blew the corners of his clothes, mixed with leaves.
The withered yellow leaves, at this time, seemed to have a dull and sharp color, giving people a very dangerous feeling.
The wind continues.
Falling leaves fluttered, and suddenly there were large patches of blood.
"The enemy...attack!"
Black saw that the soldiers in front of him had their arms, large pieces of blood on the shoulders, clothes scraps and bright red flesh cut off by pieces of fallen leaves. Floating, revealing a pale skeleton, his pupils suddenly dilated.
He pulled out the saber around his waist and issued an angry roar.
From the Western-style stabbing sword, a layer of strong light burst out, guarding him.
But Beyonder, who is as powerful as him, is in the minority after all.
Those soldiers can stand up to the artillery fire without fear, line up to shoot enemy troops, criminals, low-level Beyonders... but they cannot resist natural disasters!
A large number of human bodies were divided and fallen, and the blood soon stained the land.
"Damn it, where's the church's Beyonder?"
Blake roared and saw that those mighty Beyonders didn't look for the enemy, but just guarded by the carriage.
It is as if the goods escorted this time are more important than the soldiers.
Although he knew this was true, a flame suddenly rose in his heart.
"[Wind Whisperer]..."
A church cultivator dressed in sackcloth opened his cloudy eyes and looked at the maple leaf forest in front of him.
Under the shade of the tree, Lord O’Neill disguised himself, opened his hands as if embracing a hurricane, and suddenly bowed: "Teacher..."
His teacher is When he was in trouble, the person who gave him a helping hand in time was also the powerful Beyonder from the Western Empire, and the fifth rank [Son of Wind]!
Around the carriage, the invisible Transmission Gate was opened. More than a dozen wind elves with human upper body and whirlwind on the lower body emerged, rushing towards you Beyonder.
Immediately, a suspended silhouette hidden under the cloak appeared quietly, his hands seeming to fiddle with the strings of a harp, stirring the situation.
hu hu!
A powerful tornado formed and swept the huge carriage at once.
The war horse screamed and ran away, the steel coffin above it slammed heavily on the ground, one after another chain was cut by the wind blade.
"He...he wants to open the seal of the cursed thing and interfere with us."
Beyonder from the royal family waved his hand, and the environment around him became illusory. An ancient undead.
The fifth rank of [Herder] is called [Apostle], which can borrow Spirit Realm's power more deeply, and even form an army of undead of your own!
Countless undead stretched out their pale palms, trying to catch the [Son of Wind], but it was too late.
A flash of lightning splits down, and the huge metal coffin all split up and in pieces, revealing one of the shriveled and thin corpses, but...no shroud!
The corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and the amber pupils stared at [The Wind Son]!
The opponent's suspended body suddenly became stiff, and even his mind seemed to be injected with a lot of paste...
"No...shroud...it's a...trap..."
At this moment, he saw the streamer coming from the direction of the city again, and the old man in the gorgeous robes inside, his face could not help but despair: "It's just...trifling A...cursed thing...why...would this be alarmed?"
The people who came were Archbishop of Gate of Myriad Gates,'Approaching God', Crado Tisamo!
"A [Son of the Wind] from the Western Empire?"
Klado waved his hand slightly, and several bitter cultivators on the ground hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then pounced on The maple forest where O'Neill was hiding.
His eyes were clear, he looked at [Zonzi of the Wind], and asked in a hoarse voice: "Tell me... the messenger who assassinated Senator Bonk that day!"
"I How do you know?" [The Child of the Wind] was stunned, he was just planning to rob a cursed object, and he had never assassinated the councillor!