Chapter 345

Chapter 345

2014-08-16

This kind of accident is something that no one wants to happen, but unfortunately it is often not based on human will. In any case, this banquet at Shuiyue Manor is destined to shake the north.

Since the evolution of the battle, everyone has reacted except for those who fainted. The manor guards are continuously bursting into the hall to rescue the people on the ground. The Knight of the External Security Agency also surrounded this layer by layer and moved forward rapidly.

Under such an environment, the wealthy and aristocratic businessmen who were lucky enough to escape could not leave immediately. They gathered in the hall not far from their faces in horror. Some noble women were crying, some were calling to find friends and relatives, and more were discussing which great character had not come out... But in the end, most people listened in a daze. Listening to the rumbling sound coming from the back of the manor, and seeing those exquisite houses like those built when a child played a house, they collapsed when touched and dissipated when the wind blew... gu dong... I swallowed and struggled to put it back together. His gaze turned back to the hall.

It's hard to say rich businessmen, but all the nobles have a bit of strength, and they may not have enough hands-on experience, but their Battle Qi cultivation base is still very impressive. Many of the people standing here are Intermediate Martial Artists. But Rao is so, and the sight in front of them still makes their hearts tighten violently. what is this? Demolition of the house to play... That's all, this is not what they can achieve, let's take a look at the lobby... The lobby is more suitable for viewing without psychological barriers, and the scale of the battle is small. The dozen or so Dark Snake Guards are gradually being split up and fighting alone. Yes, their skills are very good, but their fighting style is by no means like this. Coupled with the current situation, it is estimated that they will be wiped out in a short time.

"Get out of the way... evil heresies, accept the punishment of Light God, holy light arrow!"

"Holy sword judgment... You should not walk the world and pollute all beings , today I, Sethman, will purify you..."

...a dozen lightsabers whizzed back and forth over the broken hall, swooping and attacking with guidance from time to time, in an extraordinary imposing manner.

Sethman, who is wearing a red robe below, has a solemn and solemn expression, and both eyes are round, as if jealously staring at the precarious Dark Snake Guard, with a very good appearance. In fact, the effect received is really good. The wealthy and noble businessmen not far away are complimented, and from time to time they are hand seal and chanting words such as Praise God.

As soon as the battle situation of Tang En and the three people shifted, Sethman on this side was energized, waving his hand to command the incoming guards, and coming to the front line of the devotion to righteousness that inspires reverence. That gesture, you know, it's clear that those people are just Dark Snake Guards. I don't know, I thought he was fighting a fierce battle with a tribe in the northern desert, the patriarch.

As Dawu said before, since he came, he didn't plan to go back alive. Naturally, these Dark Snake Guards also had this awareness, and did not make any move to kidnap the rich and noble businessmen on the ground. To be honest, it is meaningless. This place is thousands of miles away from the Northern Wilderness. Even if there is a hostage in hand, you can't go back. If you have that time, you might as well take the opportunity to step on a few to death... But the strength of Sethman Grand Magician is not fake. If you face Tang En or Dau, there is no chance of winning. But it's more than enough to deal with these Dark Snake Guards that have already revealed their figures. Coupled with more and more guards rushing in, the dozen or so Dark Snake Guards did not make much waves. With another concentrated dive of the lightsaber, they were all wiped out in the end.

But the hall is quiet, but the dead will never wake up. After the rich and noble businessmen looking for relatives and friends rushed into the dilapidated hall, they saw Sethman standing beside a dark corpse with a sad face.

Aside from those who hurriedly searched for relatives and friends, more people gathered around Sethman. Soon, they recognized the black charcoal corpse on the ground. It was the Holy City messenger from before, and they couldn't help being sucked in a cold breath.

Three days later, an expert from the Light God Federation to reinforce the front line is about to arrive, but now the person receiving it is dead, how can this be good? And even if we don't say this, this messenger came from Holy City, but now he died at the banquet of the nobles of Cold Water City. Although there is a reason for the incident, how to explain it is undoubtedly a headache.

"Lord Sethman, please don't be too sad, he just returned to the embrace of Light God, and he will surely enter An Paradise to enjoy eternal joy." After a while, a nobleman who was probably a follower of Light God Temple spoke comforted .

"Alas..." Sethman moved his white eyebrows slightly, shook his head, raised his head and sighed, with a sympathetic look, "I am not sad... I am on the front line, I have to face death almost everyday all. , even my Guardian Knight regiment has been killed for most of the battle... I just regret, regret that the evil in the world is far from dead, but our heroic warrior has already embarked on the way home."

Pause , wiped his eyes, then raised his head and said resolutely: "However, these are not the reasons for us to shrink... He has returned to the arms of Light God, and I am also preparing, as long as there is still a breath left, as long as there is still a little bit in this world. We will fight to the end!"

pā pā pā... As the Thunder Palm sounded, everyone around looked at Sethman with reverence. There are emotionally rich, and at this time there are tears in his eyes.

Sethman took a step back, first bowed solemnly to the messenger's body, and then waved his hand: "I didn't do anything... I also ask you to dedicate your applause and respect to him, to those innocent people today. And the people who died."

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but admire them even more. What a glorious festival this is. Before, I was trapped in the hall to fight against the cultists, and then I led the crowd to clear up the remaining sins, but now I put all the credit on the dead messenger... How noble! How selfless! Oh Praise God!

The hall was solemn at first, everyone bowed and saluted, and then thunderous applause sounded again.

I don't know how shocked they would be if they saw that several people shot dead by crossbow arrows were bounced back by Sethman's magic shield. I don't know how disillusioned they would be if they saw Sethman fled in the hall before, and then shouted for help... It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in this world, so Sethman now has a higher respect.

Phew... Wiping his forehead, Sethman let out a slight sigh of relief, and finally pushed the credit out... This is not how much Sethman respects this messenger, in fact, he doesn't care about it. The guy is dead. It's not that Sethman doesn't want the credit, don't forget he's come North for that. It's just that the credit in front of him is too hot, and if you receive this credit, you must take the corresponding responsibility. And now that so many aristocratic wealthy businessmen have died on the scene, how can they bear it? It's obviously a business that makes more money than it loses... "Lord Sethman, it's been so long over there, Savian Knight Captain will be fine, right?" A noble looked behind him worriedly.

"Yeah, if you don't want someone to help you, you can eliminate these heretics as soon as possible."

..."cough cough, this..." Sethman's mouth twitched twice, Want him to rescue? What a joke...but this Sethman is worthy of being in the camp for so many years, his response is top-notch, his eyes rolled, and he said warmly, "Don't panic, please believe in the strength of Savian Knight Captain. In fact, we already have Division of labor. Now the battle is not over, and it is not certain whether there are hidden cultists around. So my quest is here to protect everyone... Alas, more people died today, and we don't want any more innocent people. People will die."

These words can be said to be pertinent, the key is that they also involve the safety of everyone themselves, and the result is naturally overwhelming.

waved, suppressing the noise. Sethman spoke again, diverting everyone's attention: "Although we can't directly help Savian Knight Captain in battle, we can pray, pray that she will get Light God... eh?"

Before Sethman finished speaking, The back of the manor suddenly fell silent.

Soon, under the gazes of everyone, a silhouette came out from the ruins, silver armor, long spear of light, and a black shadow hanging on the tip of the spear, vaguely, it was a corpse... ...