Black sail

Chapter 525 CLIX. Lone Hero
Black Rock City borders a small country affiliated with Alan and is also the starting point of the Mulong Railway.

Although it was changed into a principality less than a year ago, during the kingdom period, this place had frequent exchanges with Aram and Pema. The famous Far Eastern products shipped from the east coast of Pema would pass through this place after being sold to land merchants by ship merchants. Then, they would go to Golden Palm Harbor as middlemen to sell them to the west of the Narrow Sea at huge profits.

It was a great era, with powerful nations fighting endlessly and facing the outbreak of a full-scale war at any time.

For the big families west of the Narrow Sea, the import prices of Far Eastern specialties were high. Even during the war, some escort teams took risks. It was still a long time before the railway was fully completed. These were the last few years for the sunset industry to make money. Those who had made a living from this all their lives had no choice but to go to the tiger's den.

As long as you don't enter the occupied area of ​​​​Uporio, it is worth taking a long detour to Golden Palm Port.

This allowed Black Rock City to still have business activities even in the tense war situation in Mulon.

The city was named Black Rock because hundreds of years ago a legendary sorcerer was conquered and killed here, and the flames of the sorcery turned the surrounding land into porcelain and carbon.

Some of the strata that were lifted up by the explosion at that time also turned into black crystalline walls, forming a natural city wall, about twenty meters high. Those faintly transparent prism spikes gathered into the city wall, exuding a strange and cold look under the bloody setting sun.

The Aramean Army stationed troops here, and the Eternal Church also used it as a missionary bridgehead.

It is the base camp of the invading forces.

The sound of horses' hooves clattered as they galloped to the gap in the crystal wall of Black Rock City. At the entrance to the city, the zombies' slightly ostentatious mounts and iconic mechanical arms did not look like those of merchants or middlemen.

Naturally, he was stopped by the Army.

With the development of the magic energy industry, even automatic firearms have very limited power and are simply unable to break armor mixed with alchemical ore.

The Alan Cavalry is the strongest force in the army.

He is covered in silver steel armor, the joints and the layered patterns on his waist and shoulders are elegant and powerful. Every step he takes can even make the sound of heavy chains moving. There is only a Y-shaped gap on his helmet, and his expression is extremely terrifying.

Although it is not constructed with magic patterns, it is mixed with magic ore, and is armed with a broadsword and a halberd.

There are countless such soldiers.

If a general goes to war, the armor constructed with magic patterns and superb martial arts can make him able to defeat a thousand enemies at once.

The Aram army is unstoppable.

"Who are you? According to the Continental Transportation Law, all sections of the railway are Alan territory. Due to the Alan constitution, the control of this city belongs to our army. Please explain your purpose and provide something to prove your identity."

The army soldier held his great sword horizontally, stopped Magnus, and followed the instructions.

Zote should be in the city.

Magnus knew neither Henrik's name nor his past, and knew nothing about Henrik's wife.

To him, it was just a distant symbolic concept. Only in a vague dream, there was a woman's head rolling forever and a man's body being hung up forever.

The mission that has been passed on to me since I can remember is engraved on the first and most important layer of the cornerstone of my memory.

If he couldn't let this matter go, it would be as if his life had never begun, or perhaps it meant that his life should end here.

He must cut off the rolling head and pull down the rising body.

Magnus could feel that when he stood at the foot of this city, he could finally use the strength in that dream.

He dismounted.

Recommended by Marcus, he entered the Eternal Church's correctional institution and grew up as an orphan of the nobility. Although he had no position in the sect, he was also a senior believer, although he never believed in the Dragon Lord.

For the Arakan officials during the war, the identity of a believer is more useful than the somewhat worrying existence of the living dead.

Showed his believer's armband.

Just like the armband that Marcus likes to wear over his chain mail, it contains the special energy fluctuations of the Eternal Sect and cannot be copied or imitated.

If Magnus was a refugee begging for food, General Alan would have shown mercy and let him in.

But unfortunately, the order was given from above to do everything possible to make things difficult for the sect and hinder their actions in Mulong. As long as they were not killed, anything else could be done.

"Unfortunately, some of the sect's actions in Mulong are controversial and are being investigated by order of the royal court. Go away. I won't let you in."

The Army did not buy Magnus's account.

On normal days, Magnus would have found another place to stay or camped in the wild. But today was different.

The sky was burned red by the blazing blood sun, and misty quicksand was drifting on the carbonized land.

Seeing that this man refused to listen to the advice and refused to leave, Lu Jun became murderous and without any warning, he swung his sword with great force, trying to cut Magnus in half.

But Magnus was too fast.

When the broken sword made of ancient Shenzhou's fine steel was put back into the sheath.

The soldier's half helmet and sword fell to the ground with a loud clanging sound. He covered his nose with his hands, and the blood spurted out red liquid.

It is unbelievable that someone actually attacked soldiers in the Aran war zone.

Is this a one-man attack?

Automatic firearms are useless against strong men. The soldiers on the sentry tower noticed the movement and raised their magic rifles.

Magnus did not intend to force his way in. He knew that the army and the sect were at odds, and had never thought of it going to this extent, or even not allowing himself to enter.

But that’s fine too.

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"I'm here to kill the leader of the 18th Sword of Time."

Magnus said calmly.

The soldiers on the watchtower didn't know, but the two soldiers guarding the entrance needed to know some of the actions of the army's top brass because of their duties.

I understood it immediately.

The so-called surprise attack force of Black Sail actually consisted of only one person, but it was obvious that he was a master that was hard to find among thousands of people.

"Let him in."

The soldier who was chopped by Magnus said that this kind of injury was nothing for a soldier, and the mechanical arm did not kill him.

Another city guard also made way and understood, "The person you are looking for is in the newly built church in the city."

Now it was Magnus who paused for a moment.

He looked back at the black horse named Zhaoyue.

The world only knew of one disabled heroic adventurer, but not Magnus.

His only relative turned out to be a stupid hunting horse.

Praise praise praise...

Dozens of gold dragons fell from Magnus's purse and scatter all over the ground. The soldiers around him were all stunned. Even for a general, this was an unattainable income.

"This horse is called Zhaoyue, and it is the top hunting horse in the Gurege Royal Hunting Ground. It can chase sand like the wind and melt ice on rivers. It can gallop across the world. If I die today, please send it back to Gurege. The remaining money for the journey will be regarded as a gift."

Say it.

Magnus entered Black Rock City without looking back and stepped onto the strange black brick streets.

Even if they met by chance, the soldier who was stabbed by the living dead and was still bleeding would still feel respect. The world of fame and fortune is full of villains, and such heroes are hard to find in the world.

"Is that the person sent by Black Sails? I don't think so. They are not the same species as pirates at all."

"Who knows? Maybe it was Li Site who found some foreign aid. It's a pity that all the heroes in the world are being used by these despicable people."

Pick up the golden dragon on the ground and ask your friend to take Zhaoyue to the stable.

When I looked at the road again, the man with the broken hand was nowhere to be seen.

"I heard that... the leader of the Eighteenth Squadron is not a simple person. According to some gossip, he seems to be a remnant of the old Aran."

"Really? But that guy seems to be in a hurry to be reincarnated. I think the outcome will be clear soon."

(End of this chapter)