A Chime Below the Throne [Interstellar]

"Horman! Untie it quickly!" Ludwig gritted his teeth, struggled and swayed wildly, and used practical actions to attract the enemy's attack, lest the ray would not hit his head.

Homan was facing a new opponent before his old injury healed, and he had no time to estimate him, so he only cared about filling up his guns.

I really didn't expect that Ludwig could live in such dire straits.

"I don't know where these turtle grandchildren got so many guns! They're really fucking crazy!"

Lao Tzu, who scolded the tenth level of the country, interjected, for it, everyone is indeed a grandson.

"Why did they kill you!" It wasn't that Homan didn't want to uncuff Ludwig's hand, but that the bullets had no eyes, and he would die if he didn't pay attention.

Ludwig ignored him, and the whole person began to fight against the handcuffs.

"You don't even know why you were killed! Why did you eat you!"

"Give me the key!" Ludwig gritted his teeth and yelled, staring fiercely at Homan, who had to die, and slammed the handcuffs tied to the seat post of the aircraft.

"In the tent! I can't reach it!" Homan was exhausted and his forehead was sweating.

The fire-breathing Simon rushed to the front, and the parrot, which could only speak nationally, had to tremble under Ludwig's death ray to pick up the keys in the tent.

Homan was very smart to save shells, and the group of people on the opposite side would definitely not have too much gun ammunition.Pretending to be a sentinel with them and entering White Musk Star, the amount of equipment is limited. Naturally, it is impossible to bring too much armament, and the aircraft can block him for a while, and the winner is the one who lasts until the end.

Sean's personality is impatient, and his IQ seems to be low, but with so many people and armaments in his hands, it is absolutely impossible to fight recklessly.

So where did this group of people come from?

Homan was puzzled.

If there hadn't been a hunt for Ludwig before, Homan would have thought he was sent to assassinate him.

Sure enough, as he expected, after a while the shooting started to become less intense than before. Obviously, Sean also understood that Homan had something that could resist it.

Homan saw that it was almost done, and he didn't fight back for a long time, waiting for Sean to come to the door.

"Hmph! What a fate, Ludwig." Sure enough, not long after, Sean's voice sounded, and the distance was not far away. He strode forward and stopped within a few meters.

Patience is so poor, who will die if you don't die?

As soon as the words fell, Homan rushed out, put away the aircraft without hesitation, raised the barrel and aimed a shot at him.

Sean reacted quickly and set up his shield, but it hurt Chi Yu, and the people next to him fell to the ground in twos and threes.

Rolling in embarrassment in the mud, Sean's eyes flickered in disbelief: "You..."

The dozen or so people behind him rushed up collectively when they saw this situation.Most of the group was out of bullets, but hand-to-hand combat against ten was nothing short of disastrous.

The situation hardly allowed Homan to be distracted for a moment. As soon as one person fell to the ground, the other rushed forward. Seeing that the situation was not good, Homan drew out his gun and shot the knee of the approaching person silently.

Seeing that he had a long-range weapon, the rest of the people dragged the companion beasts back one by one, and distanced themselves.

Homan's internal fire didn't stop the sentries who ran up to fight him. One of the sentries even fell on top of him. Homan aimed right at his eyes, and there was death in the gray... This is... ....

These Sentinels are clearly out of order!

"Shh!"

Seeing that Homan was not in a hurry to respond, Simon broke through from the outside, rushed up and grabbed the man's head in his mouth, and the man's badge fell to the ground with a "slap".

Homan's expression changed. He had seen this name and this face before on campus.

These people are actually real military students!

It was not at all the mercenaries pretending to be, or the invasion of private troops, as he thought.

This kind of bewitchment, I don't know if it is a medicine or some other means, it is by no means a legitimate thing.

"Who are you!" Homan snapped.

Sean's voice was full of blatant ridicule, but there were some vague emotions in his eyes: "Did His Highness the Third Prince take a fancy to that bitch? Chase him over to protect him? Hahahaha!"

"Your Highness! I advise you to leave as soon as possible. This matter has nothing to do with you, and it is not something you can interfere with! If we leave now, we will treat it as invisible, but if you insist on blocking, don't blame me for being rude!"

Homan was taken aback. He didn't care about his status as a prince, and he wasn't even afraid of being hunted down by the royal family. Then the people standing behind Sean were definitely not the mob he thought at first.

It's useless to say anything now, it's all because of his carelessness, he didn't find a way to notify the military immediately when he met Ludwig.

"Hahaha! It's just right! I've seen you as a parallel importer for a long time! I'll let you die here together today!" Sean yelled wildly, took out two long knives and rushed up.

His companion beast is secretly hiding in some dark corner. Generally, the companion beast of the underage Sentinel will not fight until they are underage, because once the companion beast dies, the Sentinel will generally be tortured to death by fugue.

But Homan's companion beast, Simon, was an exception. After finishing off a few minions, it rushed up and hit Sean, allowing Homan to have a buffer, and took the lead in the sparring.

Sean's speed was obviously different from what Homan had seen before. With a "dang" sound when he resisted the two knives, Homan's arms went numb, and his newly healed little finger was shattered again.

Homan gritted his teeth and looked up to see Sean's bursting veins and eyes that had turned crimson. This guy...is definitely on drugs.Although I don't know what potion was used, it was obvious that the fight with Ludwig had improved a notch, even slightly surpassing Fergus.

"Hey, Your Royal Highness!" Sean's voice was full of hateful ridicule, and his tone was abnormally excited.

Homan blocked it several times, but there was no room for retaliation, and the protective gear was scrapped.

Oh shit.He couldn't last a few quarters of an hour in this state, and he only hoped that Ludwig would run far enough to either use his optical brain to send out an alarm signal, or he would be lucky enough to meet a few military cadets to increase his troops.

"You're fucking courting death!" A roar pierced the sky, and the silver-haired young man held up the seat post of the aircraft that was used to bind his hands just now and smashed it down on Sean.

The situation seemed like a berserker broke out, but it was much more terrifying than when he beat Homan before.

Ludwig punched to the flesh, and the handcuffs half tied to his wrists that he forgot to remove fell on Sean's face.

Because Sean really didn't expect the attack from behind and Homan's resistance, he was pressed to the ground for a while, his nose was knocked crooked, and he spat blood on the ground. Ludwig fiercely clamped the big knife between his arms, and pushed it with his strength.

With a bloody smile on his lips, Ludwig looked like a god of death, and chased after him like a lunatic.