Warhammer Throne

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The entire hotel has collapsed because of this accident, and travelers and hotel owners have escaped in panic.

Both Fredmond, Alfred and Olika suffered serious injuries, but at this juncture, both Fredmond and Alfred realized that such a big event, the guards would definitely Arrived soon.

Fredmond ’s injury was okay, and the Holy Grail Knight could stand up. Although the Mithril Plate armor on the chest was torn, the armor also effectively prevented the vampire claws from going too deep. The wound was still far from the heart, just torn Open the epidermis.

Alfred was thrown lightly, and the Templar ’s internal organs showed signs of internal bleeding. As Ryan once said, holy shielding is not really completely invincible in a sense. It was real that the Templars found that his body hurts, and he even suspected that his leg had broken.

"It's unbelievable that the three of us actually killed a high-end vampire!" Despite the injury, Alfred was still so optimistic, he said happily: "God, my Lord is on the top, if I ask the Archbishop to maintain Ke Ma Mian reported that the three of us had solved a high-level vampire without casualties. He would definitely reward me with at least three divine scrolls! "

In the empire, killing such high-level vampires is usually forced to die by sufficient preparedness.

"Don't talk nonsense, can you still stand up? The guards are coming soon, we have to leave quickly!" What time is it in Federmond's mind that you are still thinking about rewards?

"I said this because I couldn't stand up!" Alfred said helplessly. He pinned his hopes on the dark elf: "Ms. Olika, can you send us away? Including that wanderer The body of the knight and the body of this vampire? "

The dark elf was the least injured. She fell into the straw pile with only a slight skin injury, and only her left face was swollen. Hearing the problem with Alfred, Olika closed her eyes and calculated the inner abdomen. The remaining magic power, cast range and total number of teleports.

Thirty seconds later, Olika opened her eyes, and she nodded: "It's barely enough, but you have to be mentally prepared. My dark magic will make you feel very uncomfortable."

"It's better than being caught by the guards and put in prison." Alfred signaled that Olika could move.

Although Feldmond was somewhat dissatisfied with the dark elves ’sneak attacks and the use of firearms by the Templars, the Holy Grail Knight also understood that the victory was really difficult, and the Holy Grail Knight also nodded:" Please, Ms. Olika as soon as possible. "

The dark elves began to recite mantras. When the guards who heard the news entered the hotel under the leadership of the hotel owner, the people inside had disappeared, leaving only a mess.

………… I am the dividing line of transmission …………

Late at night, Billy Barry's Cod Hotel.

This hotel was contracted by the Neptune Knights. As their temporary stronghold, a large number of fully equipped Neptune Knights temporarily stayed here.

The entire city just because of the explosions and **** cases in the Red Bull Hotel caused the guards to search for suspects and suspicious persons. The city was in chaos, and the guards with torches searched from house to house for any possible clues.

The Cod Hotel where the Poseidon knights were stationed was also questioned by the city guards, but due to the power of Brittania and the fear of being dominated by the Poseidon fleet, the guards really just dared to question, and it is certainly not dare to go in and search .

This is the southern country. The nobles are independent and have never been unified. Their power is scattered and they are all satisfied with self-government. In the face of a powerful country like the Empire and Brittania that can unite power, the nobles here often have Very counseling, very low profile.

Some imperial teams strong enough to dare to openly enter the Estalian territory, while the cowardly nobles of the southern kingdom, in addition to routine protests, at most, they demanded some monetary compensation.

Inside the brightly lit hotel room, two stone tables stand side by side with two bodies.

One is a wandering knight who has died, and the other is a high-level vampire who has been cut into pieces and whose heart has been pulled out.

"Oh ~" Templar Alfred was seriously injured. His calf was broken. After examination by the Poseidon cavalry doctor, he might have to rest for about two months.

At this time, Alfred was lying on the side of the courtyard and vomited more than once. His face was pale, and he vomited all the food he had eaten during the day.

The transmission of dark magic to the Templar was simply tucked into the sewer and turned around the city ’s sewage system. Alfred almost fainted when he came out, and he crawled on the spot in the corridor. Spit on the edge.

Although the Holy Grail Knight Federmond was also very uncomfortable, he had experienced the Holy Grail expedition, his willpower and endurance were far beyond mortal. , By the way, watch this high vampire beheaded by them.

"This is a vampire from the Sisters of Lamia." Examining the higher vampire, Federmond sat on the bench somewhat dejectedly, and the Holy Grailer panted: " High vampire, I do n’t know why it appears here. "

"... to kill the mouth." The dark elf Olika's left face was swollen, her face mask was removed, many injuries were on her body, and Olika's face was not very good-looking. This battle let her use After losing most of the stored magic power, her soul was injured and could not be replenished by herself.

"Coming out?" Said Federmond doubtfully, with some vigilance and mistrust in his eyes.

This battle does not satisfy the Knights of the Holy Grail, because the sneak attack of the Dark Elves and the Templar's muskets are really noble actions. In Federmond's view, this is not a duel at all!

Fortunately, the opponent is a vampire, and there is no need to be too knightly. Federmond's heart is just a little dissatisfied. As the future heir of the title of Duke of Bordeaux, he has also received a very good court education, and he is very dissatisfied. Does not show up on the face.

And Federmond has some new insights. He feels that he can't drown too much with some rotten dogma, especially when facing non-human races.

The eldest son of the Duke of Boderick feels that he needs to learn more from Ryan. This approach may be the difference between the **** champion and the ordinary Holy Grail knight. Federmond feels that the temperament of Ryan's body should be necessary for the Holy Grail knight. .

"Yes, it's coming." The beautiful dark elf stretched out her little hands wrapped in deerskin gloves. Her expression was indifferent, but what she did surprised both Fredmond and Alfred. .

Olika blasphemed the dead souls of the dead wandering knight. She used dark magic to summon the wandering knight's dead soul, and then read his memory cruelly.

This process is very cruel, the wandering knight's dead soul is screaming frantically, sending out a painful wailing, after the blasphemous soul will never rest, forever.

"Drill your heart!" The dark elf seemed to be unaware of her cruelty. She stepped up her efforts to force the dead soul to spit out everything she knew. Under the torture of the dark elf, this ray of dead soul twisted into a pile of cotton wool, and he was in pain. Almost crazy.

"Surprise!" Then the dark elf began to use malicious magic to read the memory and thinking of this wandering knight. She seemed very accustomed to this method of torture, and she was extremely skilled in doing it.

"No! You can't do this! Dark elves! You are blaspheming the knight's dead soul. If you do this, you will be cursed by the lady and you will never get peace!" The Holy Grail Knight shouted angrily.

Alfred, who was dying, also glared at Olika's behavior.

"Shut up, I don't believe in your goddess. If you still want to complete the mission, and you want to know where the treasure of the Duke of Bordeaux's family has passed, let me finish the question," Oli Ka said quietly: "Or I can stop if you have to, then the last clue we have will disappear."

"..." Feudmond and Alfred stopped talking, they had to turn their heads as if they hadn't seen them.

After a while, Ryan and Veronica came back. Seeing the situation in the city, with the years of adventure experience of Ryan and Veronica, they almost immediately judged that it must be harvested in Federmond: "What happened, what's going on?"

"Oh yo ~ I saw three sicknesses as soon as I came back." Veronica noticed the situation in the room, and the Witch of Galan moved her gaze to the stone table, and she couldn't help but be surprised: "Gosh, you killed. A high-end vampire? "

Upon seeing Ryan coming in, Olika immediately stopped cruel torture. She stopped to release the dark magic, and then the indifferent expression on her face became weak. The dark elves pretended to be injured and fell directly on Ryan, Coquettishly leaning on his arms: "Master ~ the enemy is so difficult to deal with, my magic is almost used up ~"

Looking at the dark elf with a swollen face, Ryan felt a little distressed. He hurriedly signaled the attendants to boil the water, and then applied ointment to Olika's face, let her lie down, and still gently on her forehead. Kissed a little: "It's okay, take a good rest, here is me."

"Hmm!" The dark elf leaned on Ryan with a blush on his face.

The Holy Grail Knight and the Templar Knight see this situation with black lines.

There seems to be something wrong.

"How's the situation? Fredmond? Are you injured?" The dark elf maid who had settled herself and let her lie down, then Ryan asked about the situation.

"We investigated the hotel, the group of wandering knights had left, but they left a person in the basement of the hotel to wait for news, we found the guy who was left behind ..." Federmond set his sights on the dead wandering knight's body , And then said: "As a result, he was dead and was killed by this higher vampire."

"High vampire of the Lamia family?" Ryan nodded. "You solved her? No wonder they were injured, how? What's the gain?"

"This is about to ask your dark elf maid." Alfred laughed ironically: "She knows the most."

Fredmond kept silent.

The Grail Knight suddenly had a deep sympathy for Ryan's situation.

Who are the ladies' champions around?

There is such a dark elf maid to stay by his side, Lord Ryan must be very **** weekdays, right? As the **** ’s champion of choice for women, Lord Ryan, the Holy Grail Knight, a model of knighthood, can bear such a dark elf maid staying by his side, must it be a deep suffering?

Federmond suddenly sympathized with Ryan, and he looked at Ryan with understanding eyes.

With such a spirit of sacrifice, this is the admirable human hero!

"The vampire came to exterminate, Master, the trident of Poseidon." The dark elf took the lead, and she whispered: "The rascal knights were encouraged by the high vampire to steal the trident of Poseidon. "

"It really is them!" Federmond gritted his teeth with hatred. He seemed to have forgotten the cruel torture of the dark elves before: "And then?"

"Then the vampire came to extinguish his mouth." The dark elf turned his attention to the dead higher vampire, and she continued: "A week later, on the plains twenty kilometers away from the city of Magritte, the vampire hired a servant. The Corps will deliver with these rogue knights. "

"That's what it is!" Ryan grabbed his chin. He took out the blood-stained eagle flag from his arms and told everyone what he had found.

The news that the Magritte Knights actually existed in this world left both Fredmond and Alfred surprised and speechless.

Ryan gave them some time to digest the news, and then summed it up: "It must be the vampires who tried to convince the hidden knights of the Magritte Knights that the power of the Trident of Poseidon would allow them to expedite Arabi!"

"Then it makes sense! All this is a vampire's conspiracy!" Veronica nodded again and again, and she said immediately: "We must take advantage of the rogue knights to give the knights of the Magritte Knights I have recaptured things before, otherwise, if one is not careful, we will surely cause a full-scale war between Estalia, Empire and Brittania! "

"No." Ryan shook his head suddenly: "We are not in our own country, here is Estalia, even if we have caught the rogue knights, what if we can't find the Trident of Poseidon?"

The pale Alfred was lying on the window, and a golden hair came in from the window: "That is also equivalent to declaring war, because we attacked the trade object of the Magritte Knights, they can bite us and take it away. Valuable goods, and we have a hundred mouths. "

"So we have to attack at the trading site, and we have to get them dirty, so that the Estalians have no excuse to intervene in this war." Feimond also nodded, and he took out a conch: "I will Contact your father immediately and the Poseidon Fleet will land on the plain north of Magritte! "

"Very well, we are here to rest until the day after tomorrow, and then set off to go to Magritte." Ryan picked Olika around his waist, staring at the dead high vampire and asking, "Is there a way to deal with this?" "

"Let me come, my flames can burn these two bodies to ashes." Veronica came up, and her fingertips burst into flames: "And then add some medicine ... just spill into the sea. Now. "

"Very good, it's getting late, rest early." Ryan took the dark elf to take a bath together.

"Well, everyone is working hard, take a break early." Federmond concluded today's actions: "Tomorrow to take a day off, arrange for a hand-round rest."

"Yes!"

............ I am the dividing line for early rest ............

At the same time, the Black Mountains, the border of Estalia ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ an army of more than 10,000 people is slowly entering this land symbolizing freedom, this army is equipped with a lot of Firearms and artillery, dozens of cannons and mortars, and **** storm rockets are driving into the Estalian territory under the leadership of Imperial engineers. The Yanyang knights are ready to go, the swordsmen and halberds Jia Xianliang, the musketeers of the Musketeering Camp lined up neatly and marched in the wild.

The army was led by the imperial alchemist Baier Shaze-Galte. He was riding on the Tianma "Xunyin". The golden mask blocked the sight. No one knew what the great alchemist was thinking about. .

"Great alchemist, we have entered the borders of Estalia." The captain of the Empire, Bernhardt, said to the great alchemist: "Although your emperor has approved your military action, I still hope We must be careful that no one wants to provoke the war between Estalia and the Empire. "

"Those are not important, and I have learned that Haijin's amulet appeared in Estalia, right next to Magritte!" The voice of the grand alchemist was full of metal friction and vibration, he Raising the golden staff, the godly wind swept across the sky.

"The Haijin Talisman can only belong to me!"