On the Seven Towers

Cleveland walked into the Navy Headquarters with his hands behind his back, and Yolanda followed him closely with her hands crossed in front of her. They walked all the way to the fourth floor where General Montanio was. The guards who had wanted to stop him along the way took a few steps back when they saw his black robe embroidered with gold edges and his fierce momentum.

When they reached the second floor, a middle-aged officer ran up and asked, "Two executors, what are you doing at the Navy Headquarters?"

"Of course, we are doing what we want to do. The Saint has long set the rules. No one has the right to stop the action of the referee." Cleveland took a step forward, and the officer felt that several forces held his limbs and made him unable to move. Before the officer had time to burst out his fighting spirit, a huge momentum knocked him out and fell at the end of the corridor on the second floor. This blow broke many ribs of the officer, and he spurted blood and fainted.

Cleveland's eyes did not stay on him, and he went upstairs directly.

Several commanders' guards on the fourth floor drew their swords when they saw the scene below. But at this time, they heard a very light rustling sound. After the sound, they were shocked to find that there was a small hole the size of a finger in their throat or heart, and blood was flowing out of it. When Cleveland walked to the fourth floor, except for an unarmed maid, everyone had fallen to the ground and died.

The blood dyed the carpet on the fourth floor red, and red blood flowers bloomed on the originally gray and white ground. The maid was so scared that she shrank in front of the door of the general's room and trembled all over. Cleveland glanced at her and said, "Anyone who obstructs the judicial authority must be punished, and any rebellious person who dares to resist the executor by force must die. If you don't want to die, get out of here."

At this time, an old but heavy voice came from the room: "Lord Cleveland, these people are just fulfilling their duties. You are going too far."

The door was opened, and it was General Montanio who spoke.

"Let's go. Tell them not to come up. Leave the things here to me." He patted the maid on the back, and a gentle fighting spirit lifted her up. The maid stumbled on the blood on the ground and ran down the stairs.

"Montanio. You should know why we are here, right?" Cleveland said coldly.

"I don't know. I want to know why your judicial agency can rush into the Navy Headquarters and kill people at will?" Montanio asked angrily.

"Because this place has been contaminated by the breath of the devil. Don't you smell it? That kind of rotten smell permeates this house and makes people sick." Cleveland took a breath and covered his nose and said.

"I only smelled the smell of blood. These people are excellent naval soldiers. They are my subordinates, but now they died in the Navy Headquarters. I will not let this go." Montanio stood at the door of his office and confronted Cleveland.

"Do you think you still have a chance when you collude with the devil?" Cleveland didn't want to say any unnecessary nonsense to the other party, and stretched out his hand to grab Montanio. If he was caught by this hand, Montanio would lose all resistance. His outstretched hand seemed unpleasant, but only the people in front of him could feel that there was a huge pressure around him, making people unable to move.

However, at this time, a pendant on Montanio's chest emitted a golden light. Under the cover of that light, Montanio's body was temporarily free. He stepped on the ground and retreated rapidly.

"What is this?" Cleveland was alert in his heart, so he didn't continue to reach out and grab it.

"This is the amulet given to me by the saint. When I was a child, she put it on my neck with her own hands. Cleveland, no matter what your purpose is for coming here today, I advise you to stop immediately. Don't do anything that goes against the will of the saint." Montanio was already standing by the window at this time.

"What will of the Saint can you represent? You have colluded with the devil and have lost the qualification to keep the gift from the Saint. Let me take it back for the Saint."

"Cleveland, don't go too far. If you continue like this, you will go down the evil path of rebelling against the Saint! I come from the Veroca family, which gave birth to six sages. Think about it, when the sages all say in unison in front of the Saint that you, the Holy Judge, have lost your justice and violated her will to do all kinds of evil things. Do you have any way to defend yourself!" Montanio shouted loudly.

At the same time, footsteps sounded on the stairs. Hearing the movement upstairs, the masters in the Navy Command also gathered over.

Without even turning his head, Cleveland ordered, "Yolanda, take care of these people."

Yolanda, who looked weak, looked back at the stairs. She only glanced in that direction, and screams came from downstairs: "I can't see. What's going on?"

"Me too, I can't see anything."

"Enemy, enemy attack!"

Then there was a series of sword collisions and falls.

"Humph, the Navy Headquarters is really full of trash." Cleveland said.

"Cleveland, there is no point in bullying these people, why don't we make it clear. What do you want to know?"

Cleveland squinted at the amulet on Montanio's chest and said, "Then tell me, where did all those people from the East Continent go?"

"I don't know. I only know that they left by boat. I told them that many people here don't welcome them and it's very dangerous to stay, so they left. Maybe they went back to the East Continent."

"Where did Eserite go?"

"He took a vacation. He was too tired and needed to rest."

"Don't use such a stupid excuse. We all know that he is the culprit who brought the East Continent people to El City!"

"This is not an excuse. I have the approval document for his vacation." Montanio pointed to the desk not far away and said, "As for where he went, I really don't know."

"You've exhausted my patience." Cleveland's toes touched the ground, and a wave of white mist emanated from that position, enveloping the entire room. This is Cleveland's Dou Qi field.

Montanio felt that there was a kind of mental power mixed with Dou Qi filling this field, which seemed to disrupt all the Dou Qi energy in this field. He wanted to jump out of the window to escape, but he didn't expect that the Dou Qi in his body, which had been running countless times, suddenly went wrong. The Dou Qi that was supposed to lead to the power of his footsteps suddenly went into the wrong meridian. This was like someone punched him in the guts with fighting spirit. Despite his own strength, the blow still knocked Montanio unconscious. He fell to one knee and vomited blood.

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