Hail the King

This beautiful young woman, who came from an ordinary civilian family, had a surprisingly calm expression at the time of life and death, and even had a beautiful smile on her face. Holding a long sword with a cold light in her hand, she said softly: "General Sutton, don't waste the time and energy of the masters of the empire for an insignificant woman like me..."

"Ma'am?" Sutton asked in surprise, "But you are alone..."

The young woman shook her head slightly, and her gentle facial contours drew a calm arc: "My son, with a master like Lord Alexander taking care of me, I have no regrets in this life. The woman escapes, and loses the honor of fighting...My lords, please fight with peace of mind." The smallest novel Baidu search "novel"

After finishing speaking, it was Hengjian who killed himself, and the blood spattered five steps

A beautiful woman dies

No one thought that she would be so staunch and would choose to do this

This young woman, in her life, did not have any spectacular deeds, she was very ordinary

After death, apart from relatives, not many people will remember her

Even until she died, she didn't know that her son Luffy had already sunk into the cold seabed with the "Alexander King" in the naval battle of Byzantine Port a long time ago, and his life and death are unknown.

This extremely ordinary woman ended her life like a flower in the most touching way

Because she knows that if it falls into the hands of the Barcelona people, any Zenit woman will die

Sutton stayed where he was for a while, then sighed softly, and blasted a deep hole on the ground with his palm, buried the woman's body, turned around and jumped on the back of the wolf beast, shouting: "War", transforming As a streamer, it flew towards the most populated place in Barcelona at the south gate of the city.

More than fifty Wusheng Mountain disciples looked solemn, with angry flames shining in their eyes. They all put on armor, held long swords, and gleamed with fighting spirit all over their bodies. rush in the direction

...

The imperial capital, a residence that is not very conspicuous

An ordinary courtyard-like building, only slightly larger than the surrounding courtyards

Compared with the people in the surrounding courtyards who had already fled in all directions, this courtyard was surprisingly calm. Under the shadows in the courtyard, stood a dozen or so warriors in dark black armor, with a trace of Si's vigilance completely merged into the shadows like a sculpture, watching the movement in all directions

In this kind of main house, when the lights are lit, there are only a dozen black-armored warriors guarding it.

An extremely imperceptible magic circle pattern, appearing and disappearing, appeared on the bluestone slab on the ground

The magic circle leads all the way to the secret room about a hundred meters above the ground

The place is extremely empty, at least the size of a football field, and various cabinets, cases, weapons, and other dazzling and intricate items are arranged in a patchwork

Of course, there are two or three hundred warriors and magicians with serious expressions and strong breaths.

It is also the thirteen warriors standing in the front, standing like an abyss, breathing calmly, hiding and not letting go, they are all above the strength of the moon level, they can be regarded as a strong party

Opposite these people, there was a young man in his twenties, with a thin figure and a handsome face. His long golden hair fell softly down his ears. , quietly read the last dossier in front of him, and sighed softly

This young man is one of the controllers of the all-pervasive information and intelligence agency [Complaints and Calls Office] in the Northern Territory Continent [Youth] Modric

This secret underground space,

It is the headquarters of the [Complaints and Visits Office] located in the imperial capital

"The combination activates the [Long-distance Teleportation Magic Circle], and transports all the dossiers and courage here back to Chambord City. Cold-Blooded Nine Eagles, there are nine of you, to carry out this plan, and no mistakes are allowed."

Modric's calm eyes carried a kind of intimidating power. His strength was not high, but the dozen or so moon-level powerhouses in front of him were submissive.

"As you order, my lord"

Nine eagle-like moon-level powerhouses knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully, then turned around and took more than a hundred warriors with them, and began to relocate and sort out various item files in the space

"Keke, Woods, Berent, the three of you are in charge of carrying out the [Assault Plan], since the fall of the imperial capital is inevitable, then we must try to plant a thorn here, even if it is Barcelona People have occupied this place, and the [Complaints and Visits Office] must also ensure that all movements in the imperial capital can be sent back to Chambord City as soon as possible.”

Modric said to the other three moon-level powerhouses

"Yes, my lord" the three knelt down and saluted

"The [Assassination Project] is extremely dangerous. Brothers who participate in this project, and each of their relatives, can get 1,000 gold coins as a settling allowance. If they are unlucky during the activity...you can also get a triple pension." Mo Derich said slowly

"My lord is kind, thank you, my lord." The others knelt on the ground in unison

"My lord, the four walls of the city have been broken, and the people of Barcelona have entered the imperial capital. Should we organize forces to resist?" A moon-level powerhouse tried to suggest

"No need." Modric waved his hand: "We are an intelligence agency, not a combat army. The life of every member is very precious. The fall of the imperial capital is irreversible. There is no need to waste our strength, let alone... let alone... ..."

For the last sentence, Modric paused and did not finish.

What he originally wanted to say was, besides, the [Complaints and Visits Office] only needs to be responsible to His Majesty Alexander, the Zenit royal family... Everyone has selfishness, and Modric is no exception. Know how much energy, material, manpower and financial resources His Majesty has spent, and cannot suffer losses because of it

"action"

With Modric's order, the warriors and magicians in the entire underground space started to work in an orderly manner

Compared with the panic of the outside world, there is no trace of tension on the faces of everyone here except for seriousness and concentration.

Modric sat back on his seat again, unfolded a scroll in front of him, and looked it up leisurely, his eyebrows lightly raised, his eyes fixed in thought, as if the constant vibrations from the ground had nothing to do with this place

...

"Yasin, the promise I made a few days ago is still valid. If you are willing to vote, you will still have a place in the top ten Barcelona generals. Emperor Guardiola has always admired you very much."

Barcelona demigod Busquez said slowly

Surrounded by four enemy demigods, Emperor Yaxin seems to have lost the game, and it is difficult to escape

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