The Black Scepter

> "Boo!"

An air wave suddenly struck in front of him, and the incandescent light illuminated Andariel's face, and then Murphy saw the face of the mother of pain twisted and deformed, and was finally smashed by a huge fist. Turned aside!

"Fool! What are you waiting for?!"

At this moment, the angel of justice, Calparis, appeared in this temple.

As a fighting angel whose strength is not outstanding, its one blow is only more than seven or eight meters away from Andariel, and Andariel's angry response directly flies the angel out of the temple-

But in just one sentence, Murphy knew what to choose.

The portal is only three meters away from him, Andariel is twelve meters from him, Ashcandi is seventeen meters, and Ulle and Cotriline are fifteen meters.

At this moment, everything seemed to slow down indefinitely-he saw Andariel's eight spider legs deep into the ground, and countless broken and unbroken bone spurs stretched out towards him; he stepped sideways to his Ash Kandi’s eyes looked at him in horror, opening his mouth and not knowing what to say; Urie’s hood was widened by Curtriline’s tentacles, and the light wings and black mist were mixed together, wrestling in the most primitive way Falling towards the huge portal

In the next moment, Murphy saw Ashkandi hit Andaril, and she reached out and tried to grab Murphy and enter the portal together-and already stepped back into the portal, Murphy instinctively reached out In response, but the sudden turbulence in time and space made him no longer have much effort to stabilize his arms...

Several figures flashed in the field of vision—Ulle, Curtriline, Andariel, and Ashcandi's fingertips crossed his palm, but he finally failed to grasp.

The familiar face was suddenly swept away by turbulence, he opened his arms frantically to pursue, and finally grasped a palm before his eyes were dark due to excessive dizziness, and finally tightened instinctively

"Snapped!"

The plane portal completely restored tranquility.

Heavy snow was flying.

The city of Verga held a grand banquet with the mansion of Count Pugson as the venue. Basically, all the nobles in the group held a celebration banquet for the last main corps evacuated from the Western Front.

Of course, the ordinary soldiers will not attend the banquet. In the main seat is the Earl of Pugson who is the friend of the landlord. As the stars appear in the moon, it is the current head of the Purple Iris, Duke of Windsor. .

The members of the second seat are basically the knight commander and the sergeant of the medical knights. They are accompanied by the noble young girl in the city of Verga. The admiration of young nobles and the favor of countless ladies.

But one of the plain-dressed knight lieutenants looked very striking.

There are no full chest medals and dazzling family emblems, simple leather armor, metal shoulder armor equipped with the military emblem of the knight lieutenant, and there is nothing else except the evidence that represents the military status.

Lilith took a glass of spirit that only the northern nobles were accustomed to drinking, and looked not far away at the group of ladies wearing fur coats and gloves tailored by expensive tailors, chuckling and drinking.

Not far away, the Duke of Windsor was talking to the lord of the city and several counts about imperial affairs, and only a few words inevitably floated into Lilith's ears.

"Is it true that the prince has started a war with Nale? Can the Empire's army withstand this kind of toss?"

"The Inquisition seems to have made new moves, I wonder if the Duke Lord has heard of it?"

"Fording and Sacred Gabriel seem to be deflated in Balice. At this time, Isingle made a lot of money. I heard that the lord hired an entire army to deal with it."

The Duke of Windsor drank a few glasses of spirits, and it seemed a little bit boring, and most of the answers to these questions flew away-he knew very well that the closer to Constantine, any of his words would cause With more and more influence, this is usually not a good thing. Even the Duke is less crap.

"Bishop Castro will arrive later. The monastery is some distance away from here. I hope you will understand."

Count Pugson's banquet invited all the distinguished figures of the Parish of Prague, including the bishop who rarely appeared in public and often took apprentices to give on the streets.

The Duke expressed his understanding, nodded, and looked at Lilith, who was not far away, and smiled bitterly-ladies like heroic men, but no dude would like a female knight who came back alive on the battlefield unless They have a tendency to be abused.

The guy in Hades seemed to want to put his daughter together to his son-but thinking of this, the old duke kept a smiling face and was a bit lonely.

From the disappearance of Murphys to Constantine, and the last contact with him at the border, the only thing the old prince could remember was the faintly still face.

At sixteen, other nobles are still under the wings of their parents at this age, but what about Murphy? The countless heavy charges above his head made this father himself a little breathless.

After this winter, Murphy reached the age when it was time to talk about marriage, but there seemed to be some differences from the conditions that His Majesty Constantine had promised.

"Master Duke, Bishop Castro is here."

Not long after, the laymen brought the only news that the Duke of Windsor was concerned about — it was his immediate task to have a good relationship with these religious departments. The relationship between the Inquisition and the Purple Iris family in the empire was very stiff. These were The upper class should be the main reason for His Majesty's abandonment of the Windsor family, but Duke Akar understands that many things still have to rely on his own efforts.

When he got up, the Duke looked towards a group of people walking into the far away of the banquet hall. Bishop Castro was dressed in red, and behind him were five young magicians who followed, the slightly shorter but closest to Bishop Castro. The figure made the Duke raise his eyebrows.

Jeanne, who was wearing her school robe, didn't cover her hair with a nun's uniform. She narrowed her eyes slightly in the sunlight and always smiled at the corner of her mouth. She immediately attracted the attention of the noble children at the banquet.

Pure, like the crystals rich in Pierce caves, this is the only impression the nobles have on the girl who is slowly following the bishop-the young girl has worn a very insignificant golden cross on the cuff The emblem, everyone who knows how to understand it, means that her level of the magician has reached the level of iv, which is equivalent to the low-level knight in terms of professional title, but because he is a priest of the Holy See, he is also the bishop of the district. Under Luo Men, the status is detached.

Because the Patriarch of the Prague Diocese, the next bishop will almost certainly be Bishop Castro. What about the future? It will only be the most outstanding among his disciples-from the moment he entered the door, the intentional person has seen that Jeanne is the highest professional title among all apprentices.

None of the nobles with flowery intestines are wine bags, standing up to greet each other while glancing at Lord Duke from time to time-obviously they all know this is the first time the Lord Duke has dealt with members of the religious department after evacuating the front line.

"Duke Windsor, I think the last time I met, it should be Constantine?"

Bishop Castro gave face to Duke Akar without any indifferent touch, as if he had greeted him like an old friend for many years-this is the side of the bishop that his apprentices have never seen, and the five apprentices are slightly stunned. live.

Duke salutes respect, just about to speak, but his expression suddenly changes.

Both he and Bishop Castro felt something wrong-just when everyone around didn't understand why the two were suddenly dumb and didn't speak face to face, Jeanne was the first to raise his head and looked into the air.

"Click!"

Above the clear sky, the original blue sky suddenly showed a sharp twist in the thunderous sound. A huge black round hole suddenly appeared above the city, and the spinning black out-of-control cracks were like black. Pupil staring at the world.

"this is"

Bishop Castro reached out and squeezed the wooden stick in his hand, and the Duke of Windsor stretched his palm towards the long sword that never left his waist.

Before the people at the banquet had any superfluous reaction, a huge "meteorite" with black smoke suddenly appeared in the cracks of time and space!

There is a black trajectory in the sky, and Bishop Castro, who is familiar with the Holy See, immediately understood that this is an extremely rare "plane crossing" event-the most famous "plane crossing" is calculated by the Holy See Recorded "Holy Fall"! Basically, only when angels come to the mortal world will a similar situation occur!

But there is no sign of being "sacred" on the sky at this moment. The dark smoke is also mixed with strange dark green. It hasn’t been dispersed for a long time, and the "meteorite" that is dropping faster and faster has already appeared. An orange-red color, it was impossible to see exactly what was behind the twisted light.

The height of the fall was too horrible. Almost everyone forgot the things at hand when staring at the stunning scene above the head. The meteorite glide in the air for more than a minute, and then made a number of bangs after breaking through the speed of sound , And finally fell to the foot of a distant mountain!

"Boo!"

Along the distance, the muffled noise spread throughout the city, and then shortly afterwards, the shock waves swept across the Earl's Court, blowing the snow-covered trees all around, and shaking down countless snowflakes

"There is the direction of the monastery~www.wuxiaspot.com~" Jeanne said with a mouth open to witness the process timidly and couldn't help it.

The discussion just started in the meeting place was quiet and abnormal for a moment.

"The banquet is over, send someone to check the situation immediately," he looked to Count Pugson, ordering without hesitation as a Duke, and then turned to Bishop Castro beside him who had not had time to chat, "I will send me Of cavalry troops assist the investigation at the fastest speed."

Several generals of the Knights immediately accepted the order, and Lilith, who was a lieutenant of the knight, immediately became the only lower-level officer in the venue who could be assigned a task. A thirty-man cavalry sprinted toward the smoky fall.

Bishop Castro did not immediately show too much emotion. In the face of a series of actions by the Duke of Windsor, he bent down and thanked him. After a series of prayers, he glanced apologetically and followed himself to come The five disciples here-more, looked at Jeanne d'Or.

"May the Lord bless all innocent people."