The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 148 No.20 Act Eight. The Battle of the Square
Jerome took a step forward, causing the hearts of the three Speakers to skip a beat.

Did Jerome's confident appearance really lead him to find assistance from other forces?

But Istar is a city jointly managed by the Rainbow Tower and the Holy Church, so which force dares to help?
The three of them are still thinking, but the top priority right now is to eliminate Jerome in front of them as soon as possible.

"What are you waiting for? Get these guys quickly!"

Fletcher shouted, and two more groups of soldiers came forward with spears in hand, assuming a defensive posture.

At the same time, the four black iron-level powerhouses who were the guards of the Council of Elders also appeared, forming a look of preparedness.

Among the surrounding crowd, those who knew those strong men all showed surprised expressions.

"Those few are masters who have never been defeated in the shallow sea for many years. They usually live in seclusion, but they didn't expect to join the council of elders."

"Is the descendant of Lord Faramir real or not? Is the previous picture real?"

"Lord Faramir died strangely, so there is really a conspiracy!"

"Impossible, this must be the traitor who framed the three adults."

"Even if he is Lord Faramir's son, how can he win in this situation!!?"

After a while of discussion, Jerome moved forward again.

At this moment, he felt uneasy in his heart.

This plan was basically proposed by Rosen. It was to give the Council of Elders a fatal blow from the front, allowing the opponent to take the initiative when they were caught off guard. It was very reckless and quite direct at the same time.

As for the scene of the three Speakers murdering Viscount Faramir, Tia used magic to fabricate it. Anyway, as long as it has impact, it can arouse the doubts of the people and other officials in a short time, and Rosen and others can make a quick move. Cut the chaos and solve the problem.

And the solution is simple.

A total of 24 soldiers from the two teams stepped forward, stabbing sharply at Jerome, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to advance at all.

"Mage!!?"

Nicholas immediately recognized it as the mage's magic barrier.

Could it be that the Rainbow Tower really got involved?Will the church just sit idly by?
Just when they were surprised, Rosen stepped forward, drawing a strange sword path with the big sword in his hand, and immediately beheaded the two soldiers in front.

"Temple Swordsmanship!!?"

Albert is well-informed, so he naturally knows what the swordsmanship of the temple looks like. The swordsman in front of him actually used the secret swordsmanship of the Gray Knight so lightly.

People from the church?

But why would the people in the temple walk together with the mage?
Could it be that Jerome really connected the Holy Church and the Tower of Rainbow and successfully obtained assistance?

Countless question marks emerged in Albert's mind, but what he saw next turned them into exclamation marks.

A swordsman of the black iron rank held a giant sword in his hand and rushed towards Rosen roaring, but Rosen dodged the giant sword by turning sideways. Immediately afterwards, the long sword in his hand flipped, and a head flew into the sky , Heitie, who was originally powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, was no different from a wild dog on the roadside to Rosen.

Kill Heitie with one sword! ! !

This is at least at the level of Bronze Rank, where did he find such a powerful helper! ! ?

At this moment, Albert understood completely.

Jerome not only came prepared, he simply came for the lives of himself and others.

At the same time, Jerome was also walking towards the side of the square step by step. His thin body gave off an invisible oppressive force.

"Let's go together, there is only one other party!"

Seeing their companions being slaughtered so easily, the remaining three black iron ranks felt a chill in their hearts, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet as their families were controlled by the council of elders.

But this time, they really saw what is a swordsmanship that transcends the world.

Rosen swung his great sword, one split into two, and two split into four. Seven Rosens appeared in front of them at the same time, each with strong killing intent, each with menacing aura, and each with incomparable realism.

The law of time and space seemed to have lost its effect under Rosen's sword. Before the three black iron steps could even raise their swords to block, their heads were already in different places, and their headless corpses slowly fell to the ground.

Everyone present gasped.

Up to now, even fools understand that Rosen's strength is enough to sweep away almost all the combat forces present, and the speakers of the Senate Council are in danger.

Of course, there were more than one Bronze Rank present, but most of them belonged to other forces or individuals, and had no special stake in the Council of Elders. Moreover, now that Jerome's actions had a moral advantage, those strong people would naturally not force them Take a shot to damage yourself.

"Collaborating with bandits, plundering caravans, and eliminating dissidents, the three adults seem to have lived a very comfortable life in the past ten years."

Jerome suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice.

"You are talking nonsense. What evidence do you have? Who can prove it for you?"

Nicholas was anxious. He backed away while still quibbling.

"I'll prove it to him."

Out of the crowd, a man in armor came out. He was wearing a yellow cloak, with a running wild wolf on his shoulders. This was the battle robe of the Iron Wolf Guard.

"Master Allen!"

People immediately recognized that this was the captain of the Iron Wolf Guard who hadn't appeared in public for a long time.

"The Council of Elders has suspended my power for ten years, and now I finally have the opportunity to fulfill my duty as the captain of the Iron Wolf Guard, which is to clean up the filth inside Istar!"

He drew his sword, and at the same time, several members of the Iron Wolf Guards who followed him also showed their swords, making the confused guards even more shaken.

"Are you going to work for the three of them, or put down your weapons and be a real member of the Iron Wolf Guard!"

Captain Allen's question made those vacillating members of the guard immediately lose the slightest fighting spirit. They put down the spears in their hands, and slowly made way for the chairman of the elder council.

"You actually."

Nicholas said in astonishment, he didn't expect that an old guy like Allen would take the opportunity to add insult to injury. He wanted to say something else, but Rosen's sword had already arrived in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Nicholas was directly chopped off in the middle with the knife in his hand. The section was smooth and flat, revealing the bright red flesh and white spine.

"how come."

Fletcher and Albert hurriedly used their own life-saving props, but they didn't expect Nicholas to die before he even had time to use these arrangements. For the two of them left, it was quite shocking.

But Rosen's sword was faster.

The long sword shot straight towards Fletcher's chest, but was blocked by another sword halfway, deviated from the original trajectory, and only passed Fletcher's shoulder.

But this slight rub was enough for Fletcher to immediately cripple one of his hands. His left hand drooped aside, and he stepped back.

Appearing in front of Rosen was a swordsman in a dark yellow cloak.

With a long sword in his left hand and a short sword in his right, he was standing between Rosen and Fletcher.

"It's Sandstorm Swordsman Nolubu! The fourth seat of the Hot Wind Mercenary Group!"

Someone recognized the identity of the swordsman and shouted loudly.

At the same time, another swordsman also appeared from the shadows on the side. He had a long sword in a sheath hanging on his waist. He was silent and his eyes were closed.

"This is Shusu Flashing Sword Axel, the second seat of Hot Wind Mercenary Corps!"

The crowd below suddenly boiled, but before they started to flee in a panic, another voice made everyone stop.

"Istar, today will fall into my hands."

A black-robed man appeared behind Albert at some point. His whole body was wrapped in the black robe, only his pair of eyes were extremely sharp, staring at Rosen.

Without being reminded by others, Rosen quickly knew the identity of the other party.

This is none other than the leader of the Hot Wind Mercenary Group, a terrifying existence in the shallow sea, a strong man nicknamed the "Lord of Yellow Sand", Nilva.

(End of this chapter)