Quadruple split.

Chapter 540
five minutes……

For a total of five minutes and three hundred seconds, more than seventy attackers headed by Brill Blackhoof were nailed to the spot by a dwarf who was only a little over [-] centimeters tall, unable to advance an inch.

You must know that there is not a single chicken in these people. Even if you leave out the epic black hoof, at least [-]% of the remaining people are high-level professionals, and the rest are all at the peak of the middle level. They are good players, but they can't even take half a step past the "one-man line of defense" in front of them. No matter how much they advance or turn around, as long as they cross a certain distance, a shield will come out of God knows where and slam it down. If it hits it, at least it will be left in place, and at the worst it will fly out with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The fatal injury is not much, but it just can't make it through!

In this process, it is not that the attackers have never tried to directly attack Mercury Core Fernand himself, but with little success... No, it is not effective at all, because no matter how many people around the latter, they cannot To cause the slightest damage to him, whether it is a sword, magic, throwing alchemy props, or indiscriminate large-scale attacks, there will always be a large or small, round or square shield blocking Duke Fernand In front of him, those flying up and down in front of the 'defense line' were not disturbed in the slightest.

Not only that, every time those shields fly back, if there are too many people around Mercury Core, they will even drop a few unlucky ones from any angle along the way, and then return them to their masters. .

Moreover, the attacker discovered a frightening fact not long after the offensive started, that is, the dwarf grand duke in front of him did not use any supernatural way to manipulate his own shields, whether it was a large square shield, a small round shield, or a discus. 'The shield is also good, there is no magic power attached to it or anything else, it is just thrown out in a normal way, and then the angle is changed by bumping something, and after several attacks, it flies back to Mercury Core's hand.

And they usually hit someone's head, chest, knees, shoulders, lower abdomen, and when they really don't have to hit, they will always hit another shield flying from nowhere, in short, they are entangled like tarsal maggots Everyone who tried to pass this section flew back to Fernan like a tired bird returning to its nest.

Led by Brill Blackhoof, several smart people have already seen the clues, that is, the flight trajectories of those shields are all controlled by pure calculations of power, speed, angle, etc., except for cutting them head-on. If you can't hold it, or make sure you don't get hit by any shield, there is no way to break it.

But those shields that are fast, fierce, fierce, and numerous are simply impossible to dodge, at least the people present can't do that, and it's not too difficult to prevent them, but it's also unrealistic to capture them. The round shields that are spinning rapidly are all retreating at the touch of a touch... or flying at the touch of a touch, there is no room for capture, even if they are restrained by high-frequency attacks or spells with deceleration attributes, because there is always another side Two or three shields whizzed over, knocking their sniped 'companions' back to their masters.

And the instigator of all this is that damned dwarf!

While blocking various attacks with one or two shields that he always kept in his hand, he threw out those shields that kept flying back to his hand, or adjusted other shields that were flying, or threw them at those shields that were flying. The attackers who were too close or too far away from the defense line controlled this small battlefield calmly and calmly.

No one knows how strong Fernan is, because from the very beginning, he didn't use any attacks that could reflect his ultimate strength or allow people to judge his level of strength. He just kept repeating blocking and intercepting These two operations only.

This is enough, just simply blocking and intercepting, Mercury Fernand has perfectly controlled the scene.

This is where the horror of Fernand's shield technique lies. It doesn't need much power to easily rule a battlefield, and the specific scope of rule depends on the ability of the user.

And with Mercury Fernan's strength, even if Blackhoof and his gang were three times more powerful, the situation would still not change. Perhaps none of them would die, but none of them would be able to survive.

This is the so-called Iron Gate of the Empire.

【It can’t go on like this anymore. My lord didn’t say that there would be such people who would come out to make trouble. We’ve been here for such a long time. If we continue to delay, let’s not talk about the mission, everyone will have to account for it...】

Brill Blackhoof, who had passed the fearless stage of the unknown, was already timid. He made a decisive decision and knocked himself back three steps with a heavy gouge (Duke Fernand remained motionless), and said loudly : "The plan is terminated, we withdraw!!"

As soon as the words fell, those attackers who had been thrown out of the shadows suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, bursting out at an astonishing speed and galloping along the original road. In their eyes, that small figure was like a thick, boundless The boundless city wall is a chasm that cannot be crossed no matter how hard one tries.

And Fernan, just like what he said before, did not react at all to the attackers who retreated decisively, but continued to resist those who stayed at the end to "contain" him, without any intention of keeping anyone behind The plan to go down or take advantage of the situation to pursue.

However, just because he didn't, doesn't mean others didn't.

Two dark purple cold lights flashed by, and the two running figures with their heads buried in an instant fell to the ground, and their heads continued to fly in mid-air for a distance of five or six meters before hitting the ground with a horrified expression.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight sharp cold lights flashed, and the attackers at the front clutched their throats at the same time, and fell down in despair.

Unknowingly, about [-] figures with the same outfits appeared around the area ruled by Grand Duke Fernand, silently setting off a bloodbath.

Mirror face mask, one-shoulder cloak, purple gold half-body armor, wrist blade, short sword, long dagger, the highly recognizable No. [-] Bauhinia Guard Team, which is also the team directly under the commander Zi Jing, quietly appeared on the battlefield, which was extremely inefficient Harvesting the attackers who have lost their will to fight.

They were all high-level assassins in the thieves profession. In fact, they were not particularly superior in terms of strength, but in a short period of time, they killed the raiders belonging to the Marshall slave hunting group, and they were defeated.

This is not surprising, because these people had quietly appeared on the battlefield as early as three minutes ago, and then silently observed the attackers' encirclement and suppression of Grand Duke Fernand, and during this time Combat habits and strength levels have been objectively and comprehensively analyzed.

And these people who are the strongest and only have high-level strength besides Black Hoof were observed for a full three minutes without realizing it.

After being observed by a large number of well-trained and powerful high-level assassins for three minutes, he began to flee when his physical and mentality were on the verge of collapse.

The result was naturally expected-death death death death death death.

Therefore, the Bauhinia Guard No. [-] Squad, which is the most well-trained bodyguard and assassination group in the entire Violet Empire, which belongs to the chief of the Purple Mirror, took only less than five minutes, and only paid for two serious injuries and three minor injuries. At the price, [-]% of the attackers were beheaded.

And their immediate boss also reappeared on the battlefield.

"Good fight..."

Zi Jing, who appeared like a ghost behind Black Hoof, chopped down two twenty-five boy Zijing guards, laughed twice with his severely distorted hoarse voice, and then slightly saluted Mercury Fernand: "Dear Fernand!" Duke Nan, can we leave the rest of the matter to our Bauhinia Guard?"

He had a broken arm, and there were still many scorching marks on the clothes and robes on his body. He looked quite embarrassed, but his voice was still calm and calm, as if the injuries on his body did not exist at all.

"Uh... When... Of course it's no problem."

Fernan shivered as if frightened, caught the last shield that flew back with his backhand, took half a step back embarrassingly, and said with an apologetic smile, "Well, Mr. Zi Jing, can you think I'm just passing by?"

Although the entire face is hidden under the mask so no expression can be seen, Zi Jing still used the body movement of 'slightly stagnating' to show her surprise, and then shook her head slightly: "I'm sorry, my lord , I’m afraid I still have to report the truth to Your Majesty about you stepping forward to stop these assassins.”

"Oh, well, although one thing more is worse than one thing less..."

Mercury Core sighed, smiled wryly and shrugged his shoulders: "But now, it seems really hard for me to stay out of it."

Zi Jing nodded slightly: "If you offend me, please see..."

"There is nothing offensive or not offensive."

Mercury Core, who was still flattering just now, just waved his hands, turned around and walked away weakly, and said without looking back: "I just don't like trouble. By the way, don't worry about the next attack. I have already signaled to the Iron Gate Guards that they should have stopped in front of the Dantes Golden Crow Guards, and unless the opponent has a legendary powerhouse in charge, it is impossible to rush over."

"Thank you."

Zi Jing nodded to Fernan's receding back, then quickly made several gestures to his subordinates not far away, and finally turned his gaze back to Brill Blackhoof, who was motionless in front of him.

As for why the latter is motionless, it is naturally not due to the weird and nonsensical reason that "time is automatically stopped when the magical girl transforms or the enemy shoots", but because the only remaining right hand of Zijing is steady. He held a long sword firmly, and the cold blade was pressed tightly against his neck.

"I ask, you answer. Don't delay, don't lie, or die."

The mirror face mask that could only reflect Hei Hoof's own face faced him calmly, and Zi Jing's cold, deep but penetrating voice sounded slowly, because the Bauhinia Guards had already controlled the scene, so other luck did not happen. Dead...or the attackers who stayed behind on purpose also looked this way.

"Well……"

Heihoof felt the cold sword edge on the side of his neck, and nodded stiffly: "Okay."

"Name."

Zijing asked questions without the slightest emotion and speaking quickly.

"Brill Blackhoof."

"Affiliation."

"Uh……"

Hei hoof was taken aback when he heard the words, then fell silent for half a second, and was about to open his mouth, but unexpectedly...

bass!
With a flash of cold light, a huge head rolled to the ground, and it was Zi Jing who cut off his head without hesitation.

The head of the Marshall family's first slave hunting group, the epic-level professional bloodthirsty warrior Brill Blackhoof was simply and neatly killed.

"I told you, no delay."

Zi Jing shook off the blood on her long sword, and walked slowly to an attacker who was pinned to the ground by two Zi Jing guards: "I ask, you answer, don't delay, don't lie, or die."

Unexpectedly, the latter laughed dryly: "You kill me."

"it is good."

bass!
Another head flew out and rolled several times on the ground.

Zi Jing walked up to the third assailant again, and asked in his unwavering voice: "I ask, you answer, no delay, no lying, or you die."

"kill me."

……

"I ask, you answer. Don't delay, don't lie, or die."

"I won't say anything, give it a good time."

……

Zijing walked around in this way, and when he returned to the original position, a total of more than [-] attackers who rushed here and those Bauhinia guards who turned against him were all dead, and there was no one alive.

"Take control of the [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th squads, number three and number four, go ahead and take a look at the position of the iron gate guards."

Zi Jing casually explained to the Bauhinia Guard behind him, then took the brand-new overalls and a few bottles of potions from the other party, and disappeared into a cloud of shadows: "Others stay alert, I'll take care of the injuries, and directly to see His Majesty."

……

at the same time
"Anthony Dubs?"

Mercury Core Fernan, who was rushing towards the iron gate guards, was stunned for a moment after being stopped by a young man in white robes, and then asked softly, "What do you want from me?"

Mo Tan smiled and clapped his hands lightly: "Sure enough, you have already noticed my existence long ago."

Fernan was taken aback again, and subconsciously asked, "How do you know?"

"It's very simple. If you didn't conclude that I was the unknown and low-powered spectator, my reaction just now must have been like this." Mo Tan made a funny expression, and then suddenly turned pale and retreated halfway with sweat on his face. Stepping forward, his right hand trembled imperceptibly, and he stammered, "Da... da... Mr. Dabs, you... why are you here?"

His vivid expression and demeanor were exactly the same as Fernan's usual appearance.

The latter raised his eyebrows in surprise (Mercury Core had already taken off his helmet), and then spread his hands helplessly: "So?"

"So we who have mutual friends can have a good chat now~"

Mo Tan snapped his fingers, looked at the concealed Grand Duke in front of him with a smile, and grinned...

"As the saying goes, you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, but if you have opened your eyes in front of me, then we can pull up our pants and talk~"

Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh: The end

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