Fairy’s Box

Most of the mercenaries are desperadoes who lick their blood with their knife heads. In addition to making money, they like to make big news. Now that the entire Glamorgan boss is in front, they naturally do not condone terrorist attacks.

In order to show their support for Nicole, they immediately crossed their hands and fingers into a trumpet shape, and howled with thick necks:

"Well said! They're all rubbish!"

"Kill all the terrorists!"

"We support all actions of Mayor Nicole! Kill them all!"

Looking at the public opinion that had been stirred up, Nicole was already happy in the depths of her heart, but with a serious expression on her face, she turned her body lightly, bowed slightly and said:

"Take this opportunity, our lord, to announce to you a bounty for Celtic terrorists."

"..."

The mercenaries suddenly resumed their silence, and at the same time cast their eyes behind the execution ground with awe and restraint. This was the first time they had contact with this legendary lord, but they did not expect him to be so young.

"..."

Yale stood up calmly, and walked in front of Nicole with the soft sound of the armor parts rubbing against each other.

At this moment, he is wearing an orthodox knight's armor with intricate carvings, but he is not wearing a helmet. On his breastplate, he has a coat of arms of thorns representing the protection of the gods. Between his ribs is the twelve-law gilt symbolizing the status of an earl. The eagle brand of the Knights of Arms.

Dressed in this outfit, he looks majestic as long as he stands.

Anyone with a little knowledge can see that the golden color of the twelve laws in the coat of arms of thorns is dark and black. This is the fine gold vertical rule only for real powers and honors, and the golden vertical rule of those honorary titles. The laws are fundamentally different.

"In order to eliminate possible terrorists in the territory, I hereby announce as a lord that anyone who can kill a Celtic can exchange his scalp for a thousand shopping coupons. This is me and the sound nest. The decision was made after consultation by the head of the training base."

The black-haired knight spoke in a low voice, but it carried the reverberation of gold and stone, and every syllable could penetrate everyone's eardrums:

"If your own strength is not enough, but you find the whereabouts of terrorists, you are welcome to report it, and you can also get a bonus of 300 Sol. Unlimited, unlimited time, it will officially take effect from now on!"

The mercenaries started whispering. Although a thousand shopping coupons per scalp may seem a lot, there are several Celtic terrorists in the entire Glamorgan. I am afraid that there are more wolves and less meat, and they will not be able to make a lot of money.

But there are also shrewd mercenaries who understand, on the entire Celtic Island, what is the difference between Celts and Celtic terrorists, anyway, their scalps can be exchanged for money, this may be a good deal .

This is exactly the situation that Yale and the others are happy to see, regardless of the 3721, define the thirteen Celts as terrorists. Then hold high the banner of fighting terrorists, and use the power of mercenaries to sweep the Celts who have sneaked into the empire.

It completely avoids the issue of public opinion and position, and there are not many Kyles who sneak into the empire, and the cost is at most several hundred thousand, which is completely a drop in the bucket for Sound Nest and Glamorgan, which have gradually started to make profits.

After announcing the hunting order against the Celts, Yale returned to his seat, Nicole stepped forward again, glanced at the intruders on the gallows, and immediately waved his right arm:

"Execution!"

Bagg at the bottom of the stairs pressed his arms down at the same time, and the five dryads behind the gallows immediately waved their branches and overturned the high stool under the Celts' feet.

"Hang them!"

"Hang them!"

"Hang them!"

This is obviously a tragic scene, but in the eyes of the mercenaries who are keen on killing, it is just an interesting entertainment. They scramble to the guardrail, stomping their feet rhythmically, and cheering one after another.

"Go!"

Witnessing the clan struggling and screaming on the gallows, the Celts dressed as a dozen mercenaries in the crowd couldn't hold it any longer. They immediately pulled out the Moonfire Sword around their waists, knocked away the abominable alien in front of them, and rushed directly towards them. prison.

"Hahaha, you finally can't hide!"

Nicole instantly summoned the natural disaster weapon, and like a wolf who saw a sheep, she rushed over with her eyes shining. She didn't expect that this group of people would actually be stupid to come to the robbery field. She didn't know whether to be confident or stupid.

"We entangled this woman, you killed that Rosevian noble!"

The three Celts raised the flaming Moonfire Sword in their hands and rushed towards the oncoming female knight. Except for one person who rushed to the gallows, all of them rushed towards Yale above the stairs.

"act recklessly."

Charlene's eyes showed a sarcastic look, she stood up from her seat, suddenly raised her right arm, the fist peak suddenly flashed blue light, and hundreds of blue rays of light immediately extended from her right fist as the origin.

Whoosh-!

The trajectories of hundreds of lights interweave into a skynet, like the stars that suddenly flashed in the daytime, covering all the intruders who came running into it.

Boom-!

The hustle and bustle of the crowd suddenly quieted down, and there was a small or small vibrato in the space, like the soft sound of a wooden stick hitting the ground. In the faint but incomparably clear voice, a group of cold light suddenly burst from the air, cutting off the blue light with precision, and then quickly solidified.

"..."

Glancing at the layer of frost covering the fist peak, Charlene frowned, showing a cautious expression, shaking her frozen right fist, she suddenly raised her left hand.

boom--!

A huge beam of light that continued to spread instantly roared out, like a huge dragon head opening its mouth, biting towards the gallows below, pressing the six Celtic invaders under the light.

"call!"

There was a low muffled roar in the space, and an intruder clenched the lightsaber in his hand, pouring all the strength in his body into it, and his muscular arm instantly burst his sleeves.

呲——!

The Moonfire Sword was thrown out from his arm, with a tearing sound, stirring a terrifying white light in mid-air, straight across the space, and stabbed directly into the blue flame that was pressed down on the face.

The lightsaber that gathered the sunlight into a flame slammed into the blue Dou Qi, and suddenly, countless blue flames burst open, like boiling oil mixed with cold water, a large number of blue flames slammed into all directions.

Whoosh whoosh--!

One after another blue light splashed into the air with a violent whistling sound, and suddenly dexterously made a sharp turn, drawing a dazzling curve, and shot at the intruder below again.

Boom-!

The sound that sounded like a wooden stick hitting the ground sounded again, and a green light curtain suddenly rose in front of the Celts, illuminating the things below in a bleak green.

Bang Bang Bang!

The blue flame bombarded the surface of the light curtain, and the intensive force slammed into the light curtain to keep moving backwards, and then, a light that started from Charlene's fingertips extended again, shattering the green light, penetrating the previous The skull of the sword thrower.

"It's not the power of vindictiveness."

Charlene scanned the depths of the crowd, and while talking to herself, she suddenly raised her right fist, accompanied by the whispering of fine objects piercing the air, blue stars once again covered the sunny sky.

"Damn Rosevians!"

An intruder pulled out a dagger from his waist, and rushed desperately, his figure turned into a gray shadow in the space.

In an instant, hundreds of blue rays of light enveloped his body.

With a snort, the Celtic invader's body was covered with a layer of ice and snow, and then it was covered in shock waves by layers of blue flames.

Puff-!

The tumbling flames and air flow suddenly spread densely packed ice fragments, but within a few seconds, his figure ran out of the ice fragments and quickly raised the short sword in his hand.

The blade of the dagger shone with a cold light, and just under the icy light that kept beating, the wind blades shot straight out of the light!

"what is this?"

Charlene showed a confused expression, she could feel that this was definitely not the power of fighting qi, and there was no fluctuation in mana.

Whoosh-!

One after another blue light shot out from the fingertips of the green-haired girl, collided with the wind blades flying out of the cold light, and bursts of small explosions broke out in the air.

Although the cold light of the intruder's short sword flashed fast, it couldn't compare to the frequency with which Charlene moved her fingers. Finally, a blue light broke through the defense of the wind blade and stabbed straight into the Celtic's head. He immediately rolled out from the spot. One after another dense blue light burst out around this person.

"go to hell!"

The intruder struggled to raise the dagger again, but this time, he found that the speed of the cold light flickering was at least half slower.

Why is this happening?

Before the man could figure out what happened, a blue light penetrated his head, leaving a black spot on the ground just right.

At this time, all the intruders discovered that the surrounding temperature had dropped to freezing point, the cold wind was blowing the snowflakes falling from the starting point, and the icy space was filled with an unprecedented depression...

"Breaking the magic barrier! The Rosevians' breaking the magic barrier!" Among the three intruders who were entangled with Nicole, the most athletic Celtic suddenly shouted loudly.

"Hey!"

Nicole waved away the two long swords that were burning with white light, the cat's waist rushed to the front, a hand knife cut through the speaker's chest, licked the blood that splashed on her lips, and sneered:

"Fighting with me, you also deserve to be distracted?"

While speaking, her body continued to lean forward, her other hand clenched her fist, and smashed straight at the other's wound.

Om-!

Just before the female knight succeeded, Sen Leng's rays of light spurted out of the wound, the fist peak and the cold light collided together, and layers of water ripples rippled in the space, Nicole only felt a strange force from the cold light. It bounced back, poured back into his body, and pushed her away abruptly.

"..."

Nicole's figure stepped back several steps in a row, and then stopped, and her eyes focused on that group of icy power covering the gauntlet, and it continued to spread upward along the gauntlet. She quickly closed it with a grudge. strength.