Infinite Movie World

Chapter 1569 The Magic Messenger

Faramir rushed to the independent barracks with his men, and before they could rush in, several guards were rushed out by a powerful shock wave.

They fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

Two of the guards died in a fit of anger!
Faramir was taken aback for a moment, and quickly helped a guard who was still breathing, "What's going on?!"

The guard said with difficulty: "My lord... hurry up, they are... they are... monsters..."

Before the words were finished, another group of Baicheng guards were blown out.

The state is as miserable as the first batch to be blasted out.

"hateful!"

The guards around Faramir drew their weapons one after another, shouting and rushing in.

"Don't be reckless!" Faramir hurriedly wanted to stop him, but it was too late, he could only quickly catch up to prevent the guards from suffering.

Upon entering the separate barracks, Faramir froze.

The twelve magic envoys formed a neat row, and the leader of them was still holding the head of the guard's throat.

The whole room was full of dead bodies of guards, almost no one was alive!
And judging from the traces of fighting in the room, it was just a hand-to-hand fight in terms of strength, and there was no trace of magic!

Is such a strong opponent really a magic messenger?

Faramil frowned suddenly.

"My lord... let's go!" The chief guard who was strangled saw Faramir rushing in, and struggled with all his strength, trying to buy Faramir time to escape.

However, under such circumstances, Faramir absolutely cannot escape.

They were already on the same boat, and this mutiny must succeed!
Faramir originally thought that Greema was the most difficult to deal with, so he put all his focus on dealing with Greema, but now he realized that Greema is nothing more than an embroidered pillow, and the real danger is the twelve A strange magic messenger!
However, in any case, Faramir is now in control of the battle.

Faramir said in a deep voice: "Master Grima is in my hands, you let me go."

The magic envoy in the lead didn't speak, but exerted force with his arm—click.

The head guard's neck was directly wrung off!
Faramil was furious!

The head of the guard had followed him a long time ago, and the relationship between them was no longer a subordinate relationship, but a brother relationship!

Seeing that his brother had his neck broken in front of him, Faramir couldn't suppress the rage in his heart no matter how well-bred he was!
With a roar, he drew his sword and stabbed at the leader of the magic messenger!
And the other guards also roared and rushed towards the magic messengers like wild beasts.

The leader of the magic messenger didn't panic at all, and didn't even dodge. He directly used the body of the bodyguard as a shield and blocked Faramir's long sword.

Faramir was startled. Although he had confirmed that the captain of the guard was dead, he was still unwilling to stab his brother's body.

When he moved the long sword away, the leading magic envoy seized the opportunity and punched Faramir in the ribs decisively!
The huge impact directly sent Faramir flying.

For a moment, Faramir was so dizzy that he didn't know where he was.

He landed heavily, and there was a sharp pain in his legs and waist, and a mouthful of blood spattered from his mouth.

Only one move!
With just one move, he was already defeated!
Why is this magic messenger so strong? !

Faramir was in total disbelief.

It stands to reason that his strength, if not top-notch, is at least comparable to that of his brother Boromir.

With his strength, it is no problem to fight with seven or eight guards, but when facing the magic messenger, he can't even hold a single move!
This... is really a monster!
Faramir remembered the words of a certain guard before he died, and his heart suddenly filled with infinite horror.

"The magic messenger of the Holy White Council, why don't you use magic to attack? Instead, use strength to attack?" Faramir asked through gritted teeth.

The leader of the magic messenger didn't intend to answer his question at all. He directly threw the body of the head of the guard towards Faramir, and Faramir quickly dodged to avoid it.

His speed is very fast, but the speed of the magic messenger attacking him is even faster. Before he can dodge in place, the heavy punch of the magic messenger hits again!

This time, the heavy punch hit his heart directly. Faramir let out a painful roar, and his back hit the wall heavily, causing the entire wall to collapse!
If he hadn't been wearing the stainless steel armor given to him by his brother Boromir, this punch would definitely kill him directly!

However, the fine steel armor on his body was also directly shattered by this blow!

Faramir struggled to stand up and continue fighting, but the magic envoy jumped in front of him, strangled him by the neck, and lifted him up.

Faramil suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't exert any strength in his whole body.

At the same time, he also felt a filthy aura, which suppressed him and made him unable to resist at all!

This breath... is too evil!
It's not the atmosphere that the Holy White Council should have at all!
Seeing that Faramir was captured, the other guards desperately wanted to save their master, but some other magic messengers showed no mercy and executed the guards one by one!

The guards that bound Finick rushed to support them, but they were completely useless. They were all wiped out by the magic messengers in less than 2 minutes.

In the independent barracks, there were dead bodies and blood everywhere.

Faramir wailed, weeping bitter tears.

He was not suffering from being caught, but was suffering from watching the guards he had been with day and night being slaughtered!
The arm of the magic envoy at the head was secretly exerting force, and Faramir felt that his neck was about to be broken——

"Stop! Stop! You idiots!"

Greema hurried over and shouted loudly: "Let go of him! No. 21! Let him go!"

number 21?
What a strange name, thought Faramir.

How can a normal person be called number 21?

What's more, this is the magic messenger of the Holy White Council!

The Holy White Council... has a problem!

From this point of view, Lord Dragon Slayer definitely did not betray Middle-earth, so the one who really betrayed Middle-earth can only be the Holy White Council!

Faramir repented in his heart, and he blamed himself for not seeing the situation earlier. If he had discovered the problem with the Holy White Council earlier, the 100 servants under him would not have died innocently!

Damn!
hateful!

(End of this chapter)