Chapter 292 Action, the Witch King's Interception

Chapter 292 Action, the Witch King's Interception

The next day, Alfred Hall strolled around the streets of Puning Port with several nobles with whom he had a good personal relationship.

There were many nobles who went from Backlund to the Southern Continent to make money or start a business. Most of them were descendants of a powerful noble.

This time, they left the Southern Continent with Alfred Hall, so they could take care of each other on the way.

After strolling around the streets for a while, they came to a famous local restaurant to enjoy lunch.

Compared with the rough style of the Southern Continent, the food here is much more refined, although it is still far inferior to Backlund.

The group was enjoying the food of their hometown with emotion, and the topic of the guests chatting beside them somehow turned to the Grand Duke of Southwell and the future of Southwell County.

Many diners said that even if a pig became the Grand Duke of Southwell, it would be better than the current one.

There were even radical diners who said in a joking tone that if the South Continent really spread the war to South Will County one day, he would definitely not count on the South Will County garrison, but would join the South Continent camp to overthrow this rotten and smelly land together.

Although the man said it in a joking tone, it still attracted many people to echo.

Listening to the content of their conversation, it was all accusations, and not a single word was on the side of the kingdom.

This made Alfred Hall and his friends look at each other in bewilderment, and even the food in front of them was not fragrant.

They listened patiently for a while and found that the logic of these diners' speeches was this: the port garrison was not good, the Grand Duke of South Will was incompetent, which meant that the king was too stupid, and the entire Loen Kingdom was rotten.

Finally, Alfred Hall and others hurriedly finished lunch and left the restaurant.

After they left, the diners who were still talking loudly became quiet again and began to talk about what they were going to do today.

Alfred Hall and his party were no longer in the mood to go shopping. They returned to the hotel room and each wrote a letter to Backlund.

They have personally witnessed how terrible the war in the southern continent is. Given the current state of South Wales, if there is no suitable ruler to turn the tide, it is only a matter of time before the kingdom's gate is pried open.

Perhaps even a well-equipped pirate group can directly seize the port.

As nobles of Loen, they have the responsibility to remind the king at this critical moment.

In another hotel room, Hastur was holding Azshara and stroking her hair.

Since being kneaded by Sharon once, Azshara has become much more obedient and dared not to instigate the relationship between Hastur and Sharon.

Instead, the fight between stray cats and dogs in the port is much more intense than before.

"I didn't expect Miss Audrey's second brother to come back from the southern continent. It seems that the situation there is very chaotic." Hastur sighed with emotion.

At noon today, he was also in that restaurant and heard those nobles call a man of about twenty-five or twenty-six Alfred.

Compared to Audrey's beauty and Hibbert's noble temperament, Alfred, who went to the southern continent to make a living, exuded the rough atmosphere from the southern continent. Although he tried hard to dilute it with aristocratic etiquette, it had little effect.

Perhaps because he was exposed to the sea breeze and sun all year round in the southern continent, his skin color was obviously bronze, his chin was messy, and only his eyes flashed with the shrewdness of a businessman.

Based on his understanding of Earl Hall, Hasta believed that Alfred would not be liked by Earl Hall even if he returned to Backlund.

In the matter of inheriting the title of Earl Hall, he was destined to be a loser.

There is no way, things like appearance and temperament can sometimes determine many things.

Hasta deeply understands this.

"Meow?"

Azshara raised her head slightly, as if questioning Hasta.

Hasta lowered his head slightly and kneaded the round Azshara against the direction of the hair, "You have the talent to be a provocateur."

"Meow." Azshara thought it was a compliment and laughed happily.

While Hastur and Azshara were playing, Sharon, who had gone out to investigate the situation, came back from the window.

"The target ship will dock around 2 to 2:30 in the morning."

"Meow."

Azshara broke free from Hastur's kneading, fled into Sharon's arms, blinked her innocent eyes, and began to complain aggrievedly.

Hastur asked: "Have you figured out who is responsible for guarding the ship?"

"It's probably a sequence 4." Sharon reached out and gently stroked Azshara's head, and continued: "The target is the coffin, there is no need to fight to the death."

"Well, I understand." Hastur nodded.

The two began to make plans on how to act.

...

Late at night, at 2:25, a total of three ships from the southern continent successfully arrived at Puning Port.

The night under the hazy moonlight seemed particularly deserted and silent.

In the merchant ship berthing area of ​​the port, when the three ships were docked, a fire, set by someone unknown, began to burn and spread for no reason.

These three ships disguised as ordinary merchant ships used their extraordinary abilities to extinguish the fire in secret when the fire was about to spread out of control, so as to prevent damage to the cargo on board.

When the fire was under control and the smoke gradually dissipated, Hastur had already come to one of the ships invisibly with a mirror.

The only information Sharon received was that there was a coffin containing the demigod mummy on the ship, but she didn't know which ship it was on, so she had to find it herself.

Hasta was very good at this job. Before he took action, he had roughly understood the location of the demigod mummy by peeping into fate.

But in the relevant pictures he peeped into, he did not see the guardian, so Hasta only sent out the spirit body, which was easier and safer.

When he really encountered any danger, Hasta would hide in the Hall of Stars and then descend again with the help of the Star Container.

Because of the advance preparation, Hasta easily found the place where the mummy was placed.

On the surface, there were only six people guarding near the coffin. They were divided into three groups, each with two people. Two groups patrolled alternately, and the other group always stayed near the target coffin.

Even though there was a fire on the ship just now, they did not leave their posts.

Hasta hid in the corner and did not start to act immediately.

In the plan he and Sharon made, they wanted to send the coffin into the spirit world and then transport it away from the spirit world.

Otherwise, if they wanted to transport the coffin in full view of the public, they would need to defeat all the guards on the ship.

If that were possible, Hastur wouldn't need to sneak in secretly, he could just rob openly.

After quietly observing the staggered time of the two patrol teams, Hastur came out of the shadows, took advantage of the short gap when the patrols staggered, successfully sneaked in, and came to a place three meters away from the coffin.

Now he only needs to deal with the two guards who are always by his side, and he can send the coffin into the spirit world.

In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, Hastur brought the witch card with him.

The witch blends into the shadows, is good at assassination, and also has a certain ability to counter divination. In addition, the status of the witch card itself can more effectively conceal Hastur's breath.

Before taking action, Hastur observed the surroundings again. He did not sense the breath of the demigod, so he launched a surprise attack from the shadows.

First, he attacked behind a guard, and the witch card in his hand easily cut his throat like the sharpest weapon. At the same time, he controlled the other person with a mental shock move, so that he could not give a warning, and then he attacked him again, and cut his throat with the corner of the witch card in his horrified eyes.

After quickly dealing with the two people, Hastur pushed open a corner of the coffin before the other guardians had time to react.

When he clearly saw that there was indeed a mummy covered with spices lying inside, Hastur threw the mirror he was carrying into the coffin, allowing Sharon, who was hiding in the mirror, to enter the spirit world with the coffin.

This took a little time, so Hastur put away the witch card, used the power of the war emblem, put on a layer of armor, held a big sword, and stood in front of the coffin to buy time for Sharon.

Just when Hastur pushed open a corner of the coffin, it had already triggered the warning measures left on it.

A figure with a strong aura came at a high speed. He was about 40 years old, 2.2 meters tall, bald, but with a beard, and a slanted scar on the left corner of his eye. The whole person looked particularly sturdy and strong.

The Feng Shui of the Southern Continent is really nourishing.

Hasta had only this thought in his mind. This physique looked more brutal than that of a barbarian.

The other guards also rushed over and surrounded Hasta.

When he noticed the subtle fluctuations of the opening of the spirit world, the leader did not say a word, but picked up a book and read it carefully.

Such a contrast made Hasta stunned for a moment, but then all kinds of vicious curses and frost attacks swept over, making him instantly understand that the other party was a witch king from the moon path.

Hasta tried his best to dodge, but every stinking curse, whether green or dark, was like a tarsal poison and kept chasing him. In just a few breaths, the armor worn by Hasta had been corroded with holes.

If there was flesh inside the armor, the skin would have been ulcerated and festering.

"A spirit?"

The leader showed confusion and sarcasm on his face, so he did not reveal his mythical creature form, but continued to flip the pages of the book. The curses against the spirits completely covered Hastur.

At the same time, Hastur's figure was reflected in his eyes, as if he was brewing something.

At this time, a bright light bloomed as dazzling as the sun, and all the curses and ice constraints melted like snow.

The light was so dazzling that it was difficult for people to open their eyes, and even the leader squinted his eyes subconsciously.

He could not see the specific situation in the light for a while.

Fearing that the intruder would take this opportunity to slip away, his right hand drew a ritual in the air, and it seemed that a moon appeared.

The gentle and cold light brought by the moon dissipated the glare of the sun and restored the vision of those present.

But when the light dissipated, the coffin had disappeared, and only a figure in tattered armor remained.