Go back in time a little.
Jeff was lying on the ground, unable to get up again.
Merlin held the sword and walked silently in front of him.
"Who are you..." Jeff found that this was the question he asked the most tonight.
"Just an ordinary Warrior." Merlin's voice was somewhat neutral. "Also, I said that Saya and the others are not the same group. It's true. It's just that we have the same goal."
"Your target..." Jeff wanted to raise his head, but was stepped on the ground by Merlin.
"You don't need to know this." Merlin said calmly.
"If you want to kill, just kill. My skills are inferior to others..."
Jeff couldn't help but sigh. Ever since he became Laria's manager, his cultivation has been wasted a lot.
If I met her when I was at my strongest...
Jeff couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.
The same Tier 8 and Mana were even similar, but he didn't think he could defeat the guy in front of him when he was at his strongest.
Her swordsmanship is so terrifying, it seems to be the concept of swordsmanship itself.
Normal people practice, in addition to practicing Mana, they also need to understand, adapt to the cards, etc.
Human energy is limited and lifespan is limited, so it is impossible to cover everything.
And what about Merlin? She never knows which era she has lived in until now. The most important thing is time. She can learn everything she doesn't know.
She has seen countless amazing and talented human beings, but those people have turned into bones, while she is still living in this world, integrating all the essence into one body.
"Why should I kill you?" Merlin released his foot. "My goal has been achieved, I'm leaving."
With that said, Merlin really left without looking back.
Jeff raised his head and looked at Merlin's leaving figure.
He suddenly felt that things like family status were no longer so important.
He now wants to become stronger and become as strong as the person in front of him.
If I am as strong as her, do I still need to care about status?
Respect, power, are these really important?
the other side.
"Is everyone okay? My uncle went too far before. I'm really sorry. Now the crisis has been resolved. Except for the dead, all the incoming terrorists have been captured. We already know who is behind the scenes." Rio personally opened the net for the nobles.
After the formation that restricted Mana was completely shut down, Corleone Family's people started a real counterattack mode.
Single-ponytail rescuing people is equivalent to the incoming terrorists losing their commander, becoming a mess for a while, and being easily defeated.
Rio didn't show up until the matter was settled.
A nobleman stood up and slapped Rio on the face.
"Damn it, if you surround us with a net, it's really your fault!" the noble said angrily.
"Uncle didn't handle it well, but he was also thinking about everyone's safety. People died before, so he had to do this. I'm really sorry..." Rio still had an apologetic smile on his face. His face was a little swollen after being slapped, but he didn't get angry or fight back. Instead, he bowed sincerely. "I will definitely visit you later to apologize and give everyone a satisfactory explanation."
When everyone saw that Rio's attitude was so low, it was hard to get angry with a junior like him.
"Where is Jeff? He is in charge of this auction house, right?" A nobleman dusted himself off.
These people were all caught in the net just now, and their faces were completely humiliated. The good thing is that they were all caught together, and the shame is not just for one person...
"Uncle is fighting to protect the auction house. We will not let go of the mastermind this time." Rio said firmly.
"Well, that's good."
"Bishop, are you okay?" Shirley saw Celica coming down and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help you, it's all Peter..."
"You were right not to go up." Celica now looked a little embarrassed. "You can't deal with that guy. If you go up, you can't do anything except distract me. She will even use you as hostages."
"Take us as hostages?" Shirley's eyes widened. "This is impossible!"
If she had participated in the Free City battle, she would know how strong Minette is.
Although Minette started with sneak attacks, Tier 8's cultists were as if they were made of paper in her hands.
"Huh, if you practice hard it won't be a problem." Celica glared at Shirley.
Shirley was stared at by Celica like a quail, shrinking his head and not daring to speak.
This is Saya's first close encounter with a big shot like Celica. Before, even on the same boat, he had no chance to strike up a conversation. After all, he was not on the same level.
Even prince like Rayne is the child of the Royal Family in Celica, and her status is compared to King of the Perus Kingdom.
Cardinal, these are all candidates for Pope, and to what extent Goddess of Dawn Church's status as Continent's Number One Church, Celica is, I believe it is all known.
"Bishop, what should we do now?" Shirley looked at Celica pitifully.
Krumen, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, did not expect that a Priest of Tier 8, who could rival Red in Azure Wolf Province's status, was like a child in front of Celica.
"Huh... it's a mess." Celica also had a headache.
She went there to find evidence, but what happened? Both Dark Elf and High Elf were kidnapped. As long as Corleone Family refused to admit it, they said it was a human being pretending to be a human being, and Celica couldn't do anything.
As for the battle between other organizations and Corleone Family, why those nobles escaped, and why they clashed with the Corleone Family, she was not interested at all.
The teachings originally include non-interference in the internal affairs of the country, but Celica is the only one who implements it seriously...
We can check how the organizations behind the terrorists got in touch with people like Minette. Maybe this is a clue to dig out Minette.
At this moment, Caroso and others jumped up from below.
"How is the situation down there?" Celica's eyes became serious. "I seem to feel the breath of Death Knight."
She did not go down immediately because Peter did not call for help or take any other action.
"The situation below is not optimistic." Peter said in a deep voice, "There are breeding tanks for cultivating Death Knight everywhere. The people inside have the breath of life, as well as the unique cold and death breath of Death Knight. Their appearance is the same as Knight of the Round Table when Pander Empire founded the country, but they are not themselves."
"Why this is happening has not yet been further explored."
"The area inside seems to be quite large. All Death Knight are at the seventh level. Continuing to explore may cause problems, so I came up first."
"It's a bit interesting that such a bad thing happened under that guy's nose." Celica sneered, "It would be better if he was kept in the dark. If he was involved... hehe, Dawn's divine punishment does not discriminate against the target!"