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The monarch finally agreed to Linde's request.

"Come on, I'll be in the skull, but be careful of those monks, it's very tricky." The monarch's projection dissipated.

It didn't have much choice. Paladin's sharp words killed this seemingly calm but actually guilty Mind Flayer to pieces. The opponent had no trump cards on the table, and Linde completely took the initiative.

This octopus head can now be steamed if he wants, boiled if he wants, whatever he wants - as long as his freedom is not compromised.

The members of the adventure team got the opportunity to meet Orpheus.

This was of course breaking news, but most of the people in the team were calm. Some smart people had guessed the whereabouts of the Comet Prince, and some fools didn't want to use their brains, leaving them all to Linde, the external brain.

The one who reacted most violently was of course Raizel.

Poor Yankee girl's CPU is burned out.

Linde shared his negotiation with the monarch to his teammates through a spiritual link. The Yankee girl's expression was first angry, then shocked, and finally dull, which was very interesting.

"Glory to Vlaakis... Could it be that this is all a scam by the Queen? Or is this a test from her on me?"

Ying Xin slapped his forehead hard, this man was hopeless.

Linde was not in a hurry to deny Raizel, and only said: "Let's meet that important person first. We can only survive today without his help."

But before you can actually meet the Comet Prince, there's a whole host of troubles that need to be sorted out.

The prince's honor guards are Orpheus's last line of defense. They are excluded from the spherical shield on the skull, like a group of Trojan viruses trying to break through the firewall, working diligently and tirelessly.

In fact, as long as the Prime Material Plane lasts a few more days, the firewall will be unsustainable.

Linde led the team to jump to the neck bone of the god's corpse. When the prince's personal guards discovered them, they immediately turned their attack and planned to kill without saying a word.

A female warrior monk came up with a big flying kick, and kicked Raizel's body, almost knocking the fine gold plate armor away from the line.

"Ugh!" The Yankee girl groaned in pain. The monk's fists and feet were condensed with true energy, which was equivalent to magic weapons. The adamantine equipment could not resist the penetration of energy very well. With decades of skill in this kick, Raizel His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets due to the violently increased intracranial pressure.

Linde met two male warrior monks here. They didn't show any martial ethics and launched a surprise attack. One whipped his left leg and the other kicked right. He covered himself with Otiluk's elastic magic ball and blocked them all.

He raised his hand and said: "Stop, stop, we are all our own!"

The prince's bodyguards looked at each other, and as expected they did not take action again.

Ember warrior Mihayik stared at the adventure team, his rough face showing perseverance like a stone.

Asdailun quietly transmitted a message to Linde: [It’s a monk from the Four Elephants Sect, hee hee hee. 】

The vampire appears to have been infected by the ghost in the pendant.

The Four Symbols Sect is a sect among monks that favors spellcasters. Its professional strength in running groups cannot be said to be very strong, it can only be said to be the weakest. His fists and feet are not as good as those of the Sanda sect, and his spell-casting ability is quite average. In the end, he is completely different.

However, the monks of the Four Elephants Sect in the real world are still very good at fighting. Not only are they agile, they can also use "qi" to cast spells quickly.

The six monks in front of them are all old antiques according to their real age. They may be elite warriors from the Gith rebellion period. They have rich experience. If they are not dealt with carefully, they may cause the adventure team to suffer attrition.

Linde said that peace should be the most important thing and that Old Antique should not fight or kill, otherwise he would not be able to afford the money to resurrect his teammates.

"Tell me where you came from and why you're here."

Raizel took a step forward, but was blocked by Lind.

"We can free Orpheus."

<divclass="contentadv">The true form of the monarch was standing inside the shield. It was very calm and did not question Linde immediately. It was probably because of Paladin's negotiations with guns and sticks. Lost temper.

The Gith monks have different expressions.

Mihayik's face was expressionless, "Empty promises of benefits are often mixed with the poison of conspiracy. Stranger, where did you hear about Orpheus?"

Linde pursed his lips, and with a chuckle, Raizel took out the Comet Prince story disk and handed it over.

"This disk comes from Vos himself. It was he who commissioned us to rescue Orpheus."

"Voss? That traitor!" The reaction from the other party was fierce.

"He is not a traitor, but he pretends to surrender. After surrendering to Vlaakis, he has been spreading the deeds of Orpheus and secretly accumulating resistance."

The adventure team all expressed their admiration for Linde's casual talk about Bupleurum. None of them had ever seen Voss, they had only heard about it in stories, but Linde was asked to make up the image of an underground worker.

In fact, Linde is not talking nonsense. Voss was indeed the prince's subordinate.

The monks on the opposite side whispered to each other, and it was Mikhail who came forward.

"Since you want to rescue Orpheus, help us break this barrier and kill the brain-eating bastards inside."

Lind shook his head and refused, "Looking at the face of a Paladin, you have to believe what I say next - the mind flayer in the barrier is not your enemy."

"Then, we have nothing to say." Mikhail's calm words contained deep-seated hatred.

The Gith are never ambiguous when it comes to hunting down the mind flayers. They stick to either black or white, either/or, and there is no inconsistency.

Shadow Heart laughed softly and said: "Lin De, your mouth is not always easy to use. I thought your tongue was the work of the devil."

"I don't want to be petty. But if we can reduce the number of killings and preserve our vitality, it is very cost-effective to waste a few more liters of saliva."

"That's so considerate, my dear." Asdalen smiled warmly, and then met the iron fist of a monk, "Ouch! Who will help me? This guy's fist is heavier than a wild boar. "

Monks are difficult to deal with. They are agile and have strong immunity. They can't be hit and can't be touched. They are always broken away even if they use control spells such as hold.

Linde tried to fight them with real swords and spears. He danced with the big gun like a flower, and stabbed the center of his eyebrow with one shot after another. The monk's head shook left and right, but he missed one shot. Linde almost laughed in anger. If Kennedy had such sensitivity back then, he wouldn't have been so imaginative.

And the opponent's backhand was a Qi-condensing steel fist, and the wind of the fist was like a pillar, pushing him backwards ten feet away.

Fortunately, the adventure team had a large number of people, and the prince's personal guards refused to fall one by one. Linde asked everyone to try to keep alive, knock them out, and then give them medicine to save them, and tie them all with ropes.

The monarch asked in confusion: "Why do you want to forgive your enemies? They will never be grateful for your help. Or do you really intend to release Orpheus?"

Linde knocked on the shell of the shield and said with a smile: "Let us in first and have a chat with the famous Orpheus face to face."

The monarch looked at him deeply and said, "Don't let my trust be in vain."

"When have I ever tricked you?"

There was a hint of resentment in the mind flayer's evil eyes.

The barrier was temporarily lifted, and everyone was able to enter the inside of the god's skull. The Comet Prince himself was here. His arms were bound by the chains of hell, and his face was covered with a cold metal mask. He could not move or speak.

The Yankee girl murmured in shock: "Orpheus, he is real!"