Chapter 459: Interception
As Ulbert shouted violently, the members of the envoy behind him decisively rushed towards the floor-to-ceiling window, smashing it into pieces without even thinking.
Bang!
The floor-to-ceiling windows instantly shattered into glass shards and sawdust. There was still a bit of blood rain in the air, and a strong wind filled with the smell of blood suddenly swept in, making a whining sound.
A dozen men and women wearing red rose cotton clothes all fell from the attic of the high tower, but their bodies were quite flexible and they easily found their balance after rolling twice in mid-air.
Dong Dong Dong...
With a series of muffled sounds, these messengers landed straight on the ground under the tower, causing dents and cracks in the stone road.
"Faith, how are you? You're not hurt?"
A male messenger stood up slowly, shook his numb legs, and asked a woman beside him.
The latter climbed up with difficulty, dragging his limp right leg.
She first raised her head and glanced at the window of the attic high up, then raised the twisted palm of her right hand and straightened it with her left hand, making a crunching sound, frowning and saying:
"At a height of more than 20 meters, I still accidentally broke my hands and feet. It should take a few minutes to recover."
"Let me help you. We can't stay here any longer. We need to leave quickly... I didn't expect Jack Speight to know our existence and come to intercept and kill him personally. With Mr. Ulbert stopping him, he should be able to win some points. Time.”
The man looked at the conditions of the other envoy companions. Except for a few bruises, they were all fine, and he said in a deep voice.
The female messenger nodded and naturally leaned her body against his.
However, just when the envoys were about to evacuate to the right, a familiar but creepy figure quietly appeared not far from them.
"Jack..."
The envoy group and others turned around and saw a young man with a black hat standing in the middle of the road ahead. They couldn't help but say the name from their throats.
"Messenger Ulbert has been killed by you?!"
Some people looked horrified and said in disbelief.
As the leader of the Rose Envoys, Ulbert is naturally the strongest and has reached the Sequence Five [Bone Man] of the Flesh Path.
But how long has it been?
Ten seconds? Or twenty seconds?
Had Jack already killed it?
How is this possible!
According to the intelligence, Jack is not a high-ranking saint. Although he has a record of killing the incarnation of saints, he still belongs to the category of mid-level extraordinary person, and Mr. Ulbert is not a weakling either!
The young man in black hat calmly looked at the dozen people in front of him and spoke slowly:
"Not yet, but it won't take long... You should worry about your situation now."
"Huh?"
When the members of the envoys heard his words, they immediately felt something bad.
At the same time, there is also a kind of doubt.
The next second.
boom! !
There was a sudden loud noise above my head.
Everyone looked up following the sound and saw a huge ghoul flying out of the tower attic. After rolling several times in mid-air, it flapped its white-bone bat wings and tried to escape. However, before he flew very far, he was caught up by the man in black hat who stepped out and walked out of thin air.
The silver cane in the latter's hand turned into a thin sword at some point, winding like a whip and a long snake in the air, making sharp strokes, and accurately landed on the ghoul, "whipping" "A deep bloody mouth came out.
Blood was sprinkled at the feet of the envoys and others, scaring them so much that they retreated.
"Two Jacks?!"
"No, this is his incarnation!"
"Incarnation... this is impossible! He is obviously not a saint yet!"
The members of the envoy group looked shocked and exchanged a few words.
However, Chen Lun's deceitful incarnation didn't want to explain to these guys. He just glanced around coldly and secretly thought in his heart, twelve flesh-type sequence seven [ghouls].
"Death."
He said indifferently.
Immediately, he raised his left hand and turned into a swarm of white snakes and attacked the envoy group.
"You guys go first!"
The three male envoys stepped forward and turned into three ghouls while shouting violently.
Chen Lun's eyes flashed with ferocity, and the snakes in his left arm swallowed the three of them directly, and he sneered:
"Don't worry, no one can escape."
Screams, wails, and dull loud noises finally turned into the sound of cracking bones. Three messengers who tried to intercept him and buy time for his teammates were devoured by the "pale hand" as soon as they met.
The incarnation of deceit killed three people without stopping, and used teleportation to disappear from the spot.
After a while.
The entire street inside the castle was covered with gravel and cracks. The road surface, which had been stained bright red by the rain of blood, was once again covered with fresh blood, as if it were paint splashed by an artist. It looked crooked and scary.
A gentleman in a black hat was standing against the street lamp, lowering his head and waiting for something.
Soon, a gentleman in black hat appeared next to him again, and the two looked at each other.
"Well...the members of the Rose Envoys are pretty good, better than the average Red Rose Team, but that's all."
Chen Lun glanced at his deceitful incarnation and made a comment.
He raised his hand, holding a wooden doll in his palm.
As the doll creaked and moved, the other self in front of him slowly took off his skin, and his hat and clothes flew into the ring on their own. The blood and flesh turned into dozens or hundreds of white snakes, twisting and crawling up like returning to their nests. Chen Lun's right arm was removed and blended into it, leaving only a puppet "skeleton" as tall as a human being, which gradually dissipated in the white light falling from the sky.
Chen Lun put away the avatar of fraud and turned his head to look at the end of the street on the other side.
"The Royal Family of Yako... just catch them."
With a whoosh, he disappeared from the spot.
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"Mom, where are we going?"
In the compartment of the carriage, the young Princess Ahsoka leaned in the queen's arms with some fear, and asked nervously and confusedly.
The queen opened her mouth, but did not speak. She silently stroked her daughter's flaxen hair with her hands, and then said slowly:
"Your father will take us to a safe place where we can enjoy a peaceful life and not be troubled by all kinds of unimportant things in the future."
"Then can we go back to Netmoni? Although I don't like it there...but it's the only place I'm familiar with."
Princess Ahsoka said softly.
The queen was a little lost. She sighed secretly and did not want to disappoint her daughter, so she did not answer her daughter's question. The smart Ahsoka quickly understood what her mother meant, and she shed tears sadly, but she was strong and did not cry out.
At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the guards' shouts and various noises came from outside.
"Mom...are the enemies chasing us?"
Ahsoka asked cautiously when she saw her mother's expression change.
The queen forced a smile and reassured her daughter that it was not the case.
"Ahsoka, stay in the carriage and don't go out or peek. Mom will be back soon."
Ahsoka nodded obediently.
When the queen nervously opened the curtain and walked out, she found that the motorcade had left the Nabil Forest Castle and arrived in a remote forest. Her husband, Tihamoir, was standing with the rest of the royal family, looking solemnly at a man in a black hat blocking the road not far away.
The two sides formed a confrontation, with soldiers surrounding each other and aiming their flintlock guns, as if they might pull the trigger at any time and beat them into pieces.
"If you want to survive, get out of the way! You guy!"
Among the members of the royal family, a young man with stubble and a slightly immature appearance frowned and shouted. Chen Lun glanced at the young man and ignored him.
"Are all the members of the Yako royal family here?"
He put his eyes on Tihamoir, smiled slightly, and asked softly like a good friend.
Tihamoir frowned, somewhat unsure of the identity and intentions of this strange man. But because he was on the run at the moment, he was extremely wary of this guy who suddenly blocked the road.
The king tilted his head and asked his captain of the guard with his eyes.
The latter was a bearded, strong man wearing plate armor. When he noticed His Majesty the King looking over, he suppressed the extreme uneasiness in his heart and stiffly shook his head slightly at Tiha.
Seeing this, the king's heart sank.
Even the guard captain was not sure. It seemed that the man in the black hat in front of him was a formidable enemy.
"What do you want?"
The king asked in a deep voice.
"What do you want?"
The young man in the black hat chuckled, then raised his hand, stretched out a finger, pointed at Tihamoir, then pointed at the queen behind her, and then scanned the princes and all the royal family members present.
He didn't say it explicitly, but he said it all.
The king and the royal family members present instantly understood what the other party meant... This guy's target was the royal family members, whether he wanted to kidnap or want their lives!
"Arrogant! Who do you think you are?!"
The royal young man who had previously scolded Chen Lun for giving way cursed angrily.
He wanted to say something else, but King Tiha raised his hand to stop him and warned the man with stern eyes.
"Bo Luza, that's enough."
Out of respect for his uncle, the young man immediately shut up, but the veins on his forehead were still pulsing slightly, obviously a little excited.
King Tiha looked at Chen Lun and asked calmly:
"Are you a transcendent of the imperial military? Or do you serve other forces?"
Chen Lun pinched the brim of his hat and smiled slightly.
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself... I am the Archon of the Generous Council, Jack Spate. Please come with me. As long as you are obedient, I will not touch you."
Tihamoyil suddenly fell silent.
He knew that the church the other party was talking about belonged to one of the Seven Gods Churches in the Empire, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was actually one of the top leaders... And if the other party dared to come alone to intercept their convoy, he must be confident.
Tiha felt a little lost.
There was gloom and confusion in his eyes.
He didn't want to be threatened like this, and let himself and his family become prisoners, and his future life and death would be left in the hands of others... At the same time, he couldn't figure out the other party's details, and he was worried that a rash conflict would lead to death. .
Having been on the throne for many years, he remained calm on the surface, and his inner thoughts quickly ended... He had already made a choice, and planned to test the other party first. If this person was indeed difficult to deal with, it would not be too late to hold back.
But if the other party is just bluffing, then he must pay a heavy price!
"It turns out that your Excellency is here to eradicate the weeds... After this battle, the Kingdom of Yaco will cease to exist from now on. Why not let our Moir family survive?"
Tihamoir said solemnly.
At the same time, he gently touched the sky blue gemstone ring with his fingers behind his back.
"Whatever you want, as long as you can get it, I can give you...gold? Treasures? Or extraordinary things? Mysterious knowledge?"
"Uncle!"
The royal young man Bai Luza spoke out again.
He pointed at Chen Lun and glared angrily.
"We have an army of three hundred people, as well as the Dro Guard Chief and others, but this guy is just one person, why should we be afraid of him?"
Next to the young man, an old man from the royal family also spoke up:
"Tiha, when we left Netmoni, we left in a hurry and didn't bring too much belongings... Now it's almost impossible to go back. This money will be the foundation for our survival and development in the future. We can't just leave it like this. Hand it over.”
His words were not directly directed at the stranger blocking the road, but the subtext was to persuade the king not to compromise, and it was best to kill the stranger here.
At this time, everyone suddenly heard the young man in black hat snap his fingers.
Snap!
For some reason, they all stopped arguing unconsciously and turned around to look.
"It seems you haven't figured out the situation yet..."
Chen Lun held his silver cane and said indifferently.
"I am not discussing with you, but informing and warning. One last time, put down your weapons now and follow me obediently, otherwise you all will not leave."
"Damn guy..."
The royal young man Bai Luza gritted his teeth and cursed. He had never been so aggrieved since he was a child. At this moment, he could no longer bear the humiliation of the other party. Amid the exclamations of several royal members, he took out a small handful from his waist. He raised his flintlock musket and pulled the trigger towards Chen Lun.
Bang!
Gunfire and gunpowder smoke erupted, and projectiles flew out of the gun chamber.
The next second.
Chi——
The round projectile was caught by a hand wearing a tan leather glove, and it was still emitting hot green smoke.
This hand belongs to the young man in black hat.
No one could see the specific process clearly, the other party just raised his hand gently and caught the bullet!
King Tiha's pupils narrowed slightly and he immediately lowered his gaze.
He had just influenced his nephew through the strange ring he was wearing, and deliberately asked his nephew to attack the black hat man in front of him as a test. Now he knew that ordinary firearms might not be able to hurt the opponent, which meant that his own army was likely to It's just a decoration in front of the other party.
"Boluza! Who asked you to shoot!"
Tihamoir suddenly showed anger and slapped his nephew on the face with his backhand.
"Damn idiot! Do you want to kill us?!"
Snap!
The royal young man was severely slapped, but Tiha did not hold back. The slap directly knocked him to the ground, spitting blood, and the flintlock musket in his hand also fell to the ground.
"Uncle...I..."
Bai Luza sat on the ground and spoke in a frightened and nervous manner. He looked a little confused and at the same time annoyed that he was too impulsive.
King Tiha turned around, hurriedly touched his chest and bowed.
"Sir, I'm very sorry. We didn't mean to cause a conflict with you... Bailuza has offended you. It's up to you to decide whether he lives or dies. Even if you want to kill him, he will bring it upon himself!"
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"No... don't, uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
Bai Luza suddenly shouted in horror.
Many of the royal family members nearby looked unbearable, but did not dare to ask for mercy. King Tihar stood aside indifferently, turning a deaf ear to his nephew's pleas and apologies.
He noticed at this moment that the young man in black hat gave him a half-smiling look, and glanced at his fingers.
Tiha's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice any clues, and immediately lowered his head and played with the projectile in his hand.
"Interesting..."
Chen Lun said.
"In that case, let him die."
As he spoke, he calmly raised his hand and flicked the bullet between his fingers.
Bang!
With just the strength of his fingers, there was a loud sound of air bursting. A circular airflow spread from his hand, and the bullet screamed and flew straight towards Bai Luza's head.
This blow is enough to blow it up!
But just when everyone was frightened, a cold female voice came:
"Confused."
The bullet then stopped in front of Bai Luza's forehead and froze. Only then did the royal young man escape the fate of being shot in the head. As if he was delaying his reaction, he screamed and stepped back, his crotch becoming wet.
Everyone suddenly discovered that a short-haired woman wearing a silver-white robe was standing in front of King Tihamoir, protecting them behind her.
"We meet again, Your Majesty Ibrahim."
Chen Lun didn't seem surprised by his appearance. He raised his eyebrows and said.
Ibrahim looked at the young man in black hat in front of him and was silent for a few seconds.
"I promised to save their lives before the war is completely over...You go, Jack, I don't want to kill you."
Chen Lun shook his head.
He knew that the reason why the other party said this was because of his special status, and he did not want to easily offend the generous council behind him and cause trouble.
"Sorry, I don't want to leave empty-handed."
"Do you really want to die?"
Ibrahim narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.
"Don't push yourself too far, young man... Although I don't want to offend the Church of the Seven Gods, that doesn't mean I'm afraid."
"Don't get me wrong, Your Majesty..."
Chen Lun raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
He chuckled:
"I just want to tell you that although I can't beat you, it might be a bit difficult for you to kill me... And like I said, you can't just send me away with just a few words, right? Speaking of which, I He is also a respectable person, wouldn’t this be too shameful?”
"It seems you are very confident."
Ibrahim said calmly.
His tone became increasingly cold, even overflowing with murderous intent.
"Do you really think that by defeating the incarnation of the saint, you have the strength to compete with those in high positions?"
"Your Majesty..."
Chen Lun slowly took off his hat, and the expression on his face gradually became cold.
His whole body began to exude a strong murderous aura, and even showed fluctuating air currents that distorted the air and continued to rise.
Circles of traces like tree rings began to spread from his exposed neck and gradually climbed up half of his face. One eye showed an emerald green vertical pupil.
The simple and old atmosphere of time immediately made Ibrahim's pupils shrink, and he actually felt the slightest threat from it... This was a mythical power that was enough to hurt him!
"How about giving it a try?"
Chen Lun grinned, and a strange low and hoarse voice came from his throat.
"It just so happens that I haven't been able to fully enjoy my incarnation yet... but the aftermath of our fight may easily kill everyone here."
When everyone present heard the conversation between the two, their hair stood on end.
A strong sense of suffocation enveloped everyone. (End of chapter)