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    Of the seven people who entered the hall, five were wearing heavy armor, and the two mages wearing robes had magic protection.  ¡Æ

    However, when they looked at the sword, there was still no trace of contempt in their eyes. They had a very clear understanding in their hearts that the sword in front of them was different.

    Because this sword is called the Heart of Pain, and it is a sharp blade that has tasted the blood of thousands of people, and most of these people died on the battlefield. The name of the battlefield is called the Central Mountains The beast that does not give birth  People may not be able to make fine and thick armor, but their naturally thick and flexible fur, entangled with pine oil and mud, is in no way inferior to any armor in terms of defense.

    This sword got such a name precisely because it could easily pierce the fur and shatter every tenaciously beating heart nearly a thousand times.

    An extraordinary weapon, and the person who matches this weapon is naturally an extraordinary person.

    "Sir Saraci, I really hope I don't meet you here."

    The old knight among the seven sighed softly and said so.

    Even though they already had the answer in their hearts, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath when they heard that name - it was one of the few remaining sword masters in the empire, and he was the most famous among them.  of one.  Because he is only thirty-six years old, but he has been a sword master for nineteen years.

    "I don't want it either, Lord Raymond It's painful to see a steadfast and loyal knight like you go astray." The sword master replied, and he walked slowly: "So, I came here specially  Here. I want to give you a chance, if you can give up those things immediately"

    "Please forgive me for my incompetence. Lord Salazi." The old knight interrupted the other party's words coldly.  Then he drew out his sword with a clang: "Unless we can welcome back His Majesty's child, otherwise, we will never compromise with anyone!"

    "Your Majesty's childoh, you mean that little guy?"

    The man who was revered as the Sword Master raised his eyebrows: "That old guy is not short of sons. He has had dozens of sons with those unknown women over the years, right? And if you really plan to be loyal,  , isn¡¯t that Alec Wilder very good? He is already the emperor, and that Assyria also has a territory, he just needs to declare it publicly Why come here to snatch something that he doesn¡¯t even think is of his blood?  Child? Such a massive effort, and almost all of them sacrificed for it? Is it necessary? What does it mean to you to recapture that child? Everything? Sir Raymond. I remember when you led the troops to the Central Mountains, and  You are not a being who lacks wisdom. Isn't it true that just after you are fifty years old, your wisdom has been worn away by the years and there is almost nothing left?"

    "Your Excellency Sarachi, whether it is Alec Wilder or Assyria, is no longer His Majesty's child."

    The old knight slowly drew out his swordor rather, the vague but sharp and terrifying pressure on the opponent forced him to draw out his sword.  Only with the help of the weapon could he clear his breathing and speak: "We will not recognize those traitors who betrayed the empire, even if their bodies are indeed filled with royal blood."

    "Bloodline? It seems that you really don't understand what you are doing You think you are preserving a bit of the king's blood. But in fact, you are just helping the descendants of a usurper to fight for the rights that should not belong to you.  It's just his thing." The corners of the sword master's lips raised with a cold smile:

    "It seems. Mr. Raymond, you still have no idea what you are doing. Or, those cowardly guys hiding behind don't dare to tell you the truth at all Don't you still know? Why are we  Will it successfully take over Illyria? What do you think is the reason that makes most people in Illyria, whether they are nobles, knights, or others, choose to cooperate with us? "

    "It's better to use boring lies to deceive those who don't know what they are saying. Lord Salazi, even though you have been loyal to the empire for twenty years, betrayal is still betrayal The crime of killing the emperor is yours and all the traitors.  The party must and must bear it!"

    "I have never betrayed the empire," Sarachi sighed: "I and everything we have done are just to return the empire to its original owner."

    "Then, you get everything by controlling him? It's just a foolish and greedy idea."

    The old knight¡¯s voice was a little soft.

    As the person who most directly confronts the sword master's momentum, he bears much greater pressure than others, and more importantly, as a commander, he has to pay attention to the current situation of each of his companions.  The situation and thinking about what was about to happen almost drained the old man of all his energy.  HeAlthough he still stood upright, like a lance, his heavy and heaving chest made even every strand of his beard tremble.  Only his eyes were clear and bright, as if there were flames rising in them.

    "You really don't know?"

    The sword master shook his head and laughed contemptuously: "Who do you think the master I am talking about is? That child? Of course not. Although he will definitely ascend to the throne next, it is just his body. He is lucky.  He can use his body to serve the greatest being in the world."

    "What are you talking about?" The old knight frowned.

    As a volunteer summoned by loyalty, he had stayed away from the complexity of Illyria many years ago. To Taiwan, this operation was nothing more than an attempt by careerists led by the young imperial elector to usurp the empire.  The conspiracy of the throne - kill the current emperor and replace him with his child, and then control everything until the child comes of age.

    However, the other party¡¯s words are full of weirdness

    What does ¡®just his body¡¯ mean?

    What is the ¡®greatest existence¡¯?

    There is no need to confuse others and be mysterious, and the sword master's expression does not seem to be fake - in Raymond's memory, Salazi's loyalty to the empire is indeed impeccable, and his family is the most staunch supporter of the royal family.  Supporters, and the so-called power is easily accessible to a sword master.  There is absolutely no need to use extreme means to obtain it.  Unless he is seeking the throne itself.

    But now it seems that this matter.  It seems to be more complicated than these people know.

    "It's just a lie by a conspirator! No matter how clever you talk, it can't change the fact that you killed His Majesty!"

    Before the sword master spoke.  A mage behind the old knight sneered: "The greatest existence in the world? Do you mean to say that there is a god who suddenly wants to try to guide mortals? No matter what tricks you play, it is impossible for you to usurp the empire.  Your behavior is just and reasonable!¡±

    "Usurpation?"

    The sword master's eyes flashed, and the air around him suddenly roared with a soft voice, making everyone's hearts tremble!

    But just when they thought the battle was about to break out, the sword master's voice calmed down: "There is no usurpation. Your Majesty Iskandar, our supreme emperor, is just getting back his own things."

    The voice was calm, but the name was like thunder.  Everyone looked at the sword master in a daze.  Listening to his gentle words, it seemed as if nothing was heard:

    "The great His Majesty Iskandar has returned from chaos, so he can only be the master of this country. In front of His Majesty, the supreme master, even his direct descendants who are related by blood are only qualified to represent him.  Regardless of his power, now is the time for them to hand over these things that do not belong to them. We have acquiesced in His Majesty's descendants to manage this country on his behalf. But that does not mean that they are the masters of this country.  Otherwise, they are the biggest usurpers who have stolen this country!¡±

    "Absurd!"

    Until a few breaths later.  Raymond finally shouted in a low voice.

    Iskandar?

    emperor?

    It¡¯s simply crazy!

    Apart from absurdity, the old knight could hardly think of any words to describe what the sword master in front of him had just said. He stared at the man's pale and neat face.  It seemed that he wanted to find some signs of madness in it, but in the end he failed to do so - Sarachi's face was solemn and solemn.  It was as if every word he just said was truth from the gods.  And he himself is the evangelist sent by the gods to the human world.

    "Do you think I'm lying to you? Do you think it's impossible for a person to come back from the dead? Do you think it's impossible for the master of the empire to be resurrected after being dead for thousands of years?"

    A clear sneer appeared on the face of the sword master, and he emphasized his contempt with three consecutive questions: "It seems that the stupidity of those nobles has been exaggerated on you, respected General Raymond,  Don't compare His Majesty the Emperor with all living beings like us. He is the only, most powerful, and supreme Emperor in the world. No one can compare with him! His existence cannot be speculated! How can those nihilistic gods be able to escape from it?  Resurrection from death, then how could our great Emperor not be able to do it?"

    No one answered because they didn¡¯t want an answer There was no point in trying to normalize a real madman.

    "His Majesty Iskandar is our emperor and the only one we need to be loyal to, so what I do cannot be called betrayal. I know you can't understand it, and none of us can convince anyone, so I just?Use this uncivilized way to decide who can implement your own decisions.  right?  "

    Saraci snorted and put one hand on his waist: "Okay, but before that, this thing should be returned to you."

    He stretched out his hand, and a black object was thrown out by him. It was not very powerful and landed right in front of the seven intruders. It rolled like a ball.  Standing just right, a face that had lost its color among the messy hair was revealed The facial features were exquisite and slender, and the big eyes and soft lips formed a youthful and beautiful face.  However, at this moment, those eyes were covered with a layer of gray, staring blankly, as if they were staring at everyone, pouring out their resentment and pain!

    Everyone¡¯s eyes tightened in an instant.

    They are not farmers who have never experienced killing in their lives and will tremble because of the heads of thieves hanging on the city gates On the contrary, every one of them has experienced the most brutal battlefields, whether they are knights, priests or  It was a mage. Countless corpses were already commonplace to them. A severed head should not trigger any reaction from them at all.

    But they were still stunned for a moment.

    Because they had seen that head before - that was the reason why they were able to understand the layout of this village, use dozens of knights to mobilize them, and then easily sneak in here an excellent spy.  Before the action begins, in order to avoid accidental injury.  They had all seen visions of this man.  Remember it firmly.

    Her death is certainly regrettable, but more importantly.  Her death symbolized that the operation had been completely and utterly exposed from the start.

    "Lie down!"

    In the daze, everyone heard Raymond¡¯s roar!

    But no one saw how the sword master drew his sword. Time seemed to be missing a part there. The old knight's shout rang out, Sarachi's hand had already left the scabbard, and a sword flashed with a faint blue light.  The blade drooped slightly, pointing diagonally at the ground.

    Then, everyone heard a very strange sound.  It was like the wind blowing through a pipe with flowing water, and that strange whirring sound with a little watery sound slowly started to sound.

    Everyone¡¯s eyes drifted to one side and saw a person at the source of the sound.

    A dead man.

    In fact, he is still alive at this moment, and blood is still spurting out from his neck with his heartbeat. The gas that is constantly spurting out from the damaged trachea is covered by the spring of blood, which makes that weird whirring sound.  .

    However, the sound was soon filled with gurgling blood - the wound was too big, half of his neck, and even part of his cheek and shoulders had disappeared.  The bright red meat and pale bones underneath were exposed, but the gap was so smooth and neat, as if someone had cut it out straight away with a round blade!

    This is Sarachi¡¯s ability. Some people say that the power of the element he comprehended is the power of wind.  But some people say that it is a creature from another world, but no matter what, his power is extremely dangerous.  The thin sword in his hand will take away part of the enemy with just one swing.  Even the thickest armor can't stop him, even though he has only been famous for more than ten years.  But in all the battles witnessed by people, he often killed his opponent as soon as he drew his sword.  Or throat or heart, at least half of his opponents died from such a sword.

    The two priests in the team looked at each other, but then they both looked back sadly. It should have been their job to treat the wounds, but the two of them knew with just one look that this had exceeded the limit of their magical treatment. If  It's just that part of the body has been chopped off, or it's fine. They can stop the bleeding first and then use medium healing skills to repair it. But now that person's neck has lost a piece. Before their magical spell is finished, the person will be dead.  .

    when!

    The ear-piercing sound once again drew everyone's attention. They saw the old knight blocking the opponent's rapidly stabbing rapier with one sword, and sparks flew in the two swords.  The two of them each took a step backbut the sword master raised his sword again without any pause and stabbed the old knight's neck fiercely, forcing him to stagger around and hit the rapier away with a flick of his sword.

    The confrontation in an instant paused again.

    The old knight¡¯s hands were shaking, and the force coming from his hands had already made his muscles numb¡ª¡ª

    Raymond's heart sank. He knew that even with a series of buffing spells, his strength and speed would not be able to take advantage of the man in front of him. Even the help from his subordinates would only lead to his own death. But at this moment, he  Having completely lost the right to retreat, I can only hold on and look for that fleeting opportunity!

    And thatThis mage is hopeless.

    Those are the only two mages they can call here, and now there is only one left. It is unknown how much power it can exert At this distance, a sword master is even more terrifying than a magician, **  The master's spells may have gaps between chants, or may be slightly defensive due to differences in memorized spells, but a sword master can kill his opponents one by one with one sword without even the possibility of escaping.  .

    "I didn't plan to do that."

    The sword master shook his head, but in his words, there were two more clanking sounds of metal, and then there was a sound like a crystal breaking. The last mage staggered back, his face was pale, and in front of him  The magic barrier was shattered and scattered, and spots of light were scattered everywhere. It was obvious that if it weren't for the magic barrier, he might have followed in the footsteps of his companions!

    "This is the last chance. If you surrender, I will ask His Majesty to give you a chance to be loyal."

    Ding ding ding!

    The sword master¡¯s speech speed is getting faster and faster, and the sound of metal clashing is getting denser and denser!  There was already a layer of sweat on Raymond's forehead, and the armors of several knights also had cracks. The mage was breathing heavily, with a ferocious face!  At this moment, he had been trying to activate a spell, but the Juggernaut's attacks were so frequent that he didn't even have a chance to breathe!

    "There is no point in being stubborn. You are still"

    The sword master waved his hand casually, and phantoms flew away from the space - it was beyond the possibility of the so-called sword wind, it was more like sharp claws flying from countless directions, attacking everyone everywhere!  He only had one man and one sword, but he attacked seven professionals until they were completely unable to fight back!  And it¡¯s easy to do!

    But those few people are still not ready to surrender, nor are they ready to retreat!

    They supported and shielded themselves, allowing their armor to shatter into pieces, allowing blood to seep out from their limbs, heads and faces, and allowing the sword light to pass over their bodiesuntil Sarachi's expression changed and he thought  What!

    procrastination!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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