Chapter 373 (1/2)
South of wildfire, the sabalon family manor.
The winter wind howled past, occasionally falling thick frost and snow, to the south.
The manor is sparsely populated, most of which are concentrated near some important buildings.
Jiang Yuanchi, who had already discussed with Xu Nan, came by magic carpet.
”Are these people the ones who robbed the supplies of the fish belly students?”
She narrowed her eyes and looked at the shadows above the earth.
As a good spellcaster, she certainly has many ways to detect the identities of these humanoid creatures, but she doesn't think it's necessary.
”Loach!”
Jiang Yuanchi flicked her fingers, and the fairy dragon appeared in response to the sound. Their cooperation was obviously intimate. The fairy dragon began to add layers of arcane buffs to her.
The fourth level master of plastic energy department has unimaginable destructive power for ordinary people.
Of course, she's not a butcher.
”According to Xu Nan's younger brother, let these people lose their fighting power.”
Her body began to twinkle with the symbol of the profound meaning of thunder and lightning.
Between heaven and earth, a terrible current began to run wildly. However, under the suppression of Jiang Yuanchi, these currents did not release at one breath, but were slowly accumulating according to certain laws.
……
In a tall house not far away.
A group of soldiers are standing by to watch the Iceman suddenly appear.
A man with developed chest muscles is carrying a javelin and looking at each other with great vigilance.
”Who are you who dare to intrude into my barracks?”
The man with the javelin made a low voice, but did not move.
This is very rare, and the attendants are surprised.
You know, viscount mulu has always been known for his cruelty - which they have experienced personally. According to the usual, encounter this kind of intruder, afraid is already called up!
As high as 16 levels of professionals, he has few enemies in the north. It is said that he also has a secret method that can improve the combat effectiveness in a short time, which is why he is valued by the big prince and the army headquarters.
But what the retinue didn't know was that Viscount mulu lived to this day because he maintained excellent observation while being reckless and ferocious. This kind of reconnaissance ability may have something to do with his military career for many years.
This allows him to always save his life in the face of powerful opponents, and even take advantage of it.
Like now.
His intuition told him that although the old ice man in front of him was unarmed, he himself was like a sleepy beast, which might suddenly hurt people at any time.
This kind of feeling is rare in his life, so he represses some manic heart and tries to get more information.
However, the old man in the ice field was just holding a black clay cup and was in a daze.
So he stood by the closet in the living room, leaving his back to the soldiers.
In fact, he had maintained this position for as long as 10 minutes, otherwise the patrolling and dozing soldiers would not have been able to detect the intruder.
”Monsieur
Viscount mulu's voice raised a lot: ”this is the sabalon family manor. After the sabaron family was destroyed, it has been expropriated by the Royal Army. This is the will of the great prince!”
”I don't know what you're going to do, but I don't think you're happy to see his Highness's anger.”
He's trying to get to know each other.
Generally speaking, as long as the Icelanders are disgusted with the rule of the eastern Kingdom, they are always rebellious and dislike the southerners who invade the ice field. In a sense, the barbaric pioneering orders issued by many churches in those years made the southerners attack afalia. What really damaged was the interests of the aborigines on the northern ice sheet.
On the vast ice sheet, there are still icebergs who have resisted the rule of southerners. Small cities like wildfire are not uncommon.
”Damn it! You have to say something
Viscount mulu spitted angrily, but the javelin in his hand began to shake.
He felt something was wrong and he didn't dare to do it any more.
It was a terrifying aura.
Those stupid soldiers couldn't feel it. Only a master of level Four could barely perceive the danger of each other.
”You are not human...”
All of a sudden, he seemed to notice the time and cried out in horror: ”you are...”
At this time, the old ice man finally put down his clay cup.
He squinted at Viscount mulu and his soldiers, opened his mouth, and a dull voice with some vicissitudes came out:
”I'll go back to myself...”
The voice did not fall.
There was a terrible thunder rising from the ground, as if it had burst over their heads.
All of a sudden, the sparks with silver light burst up from under the earth, covering every corner of the manor in three breaths!None of the humanoid creatures survived.
Including these people in the living room.
The soldiers froze and fainted after a bout of ghostly convulsions.
Viscount mulu is better. After all, he is a fourth level professional with excellent lightning resistance.
He looked grimly at the Iceman in front of him.
The latter also looked at him blankly.
Charles stroked one of the few whiskers on his chin, and a small electric current sprang to his feet and pricked his fingertips.
Although it didn't hurt, it made him a little angry.
”Are you plotting against me?” He glared at Viscount mulu.
At that moment, the legendary tattoo warrior among the ice men completely locked Viscount moulu.
The latter retreated in fear, and he couldn't hear Charles at all!
Just now, the huge thunder was too loud. Although he was exempted from the flash current, his eardrum was somewhat damaged.
He could only shake his head in a funny way.
Only this reason maintained his action inertia: ”must report to the big prince immediately...”
”Someone attacked the Manor!”
However, his reason is limited to this.
Charles slapped him in the face, directly slapped the powerful fourth level professional on the floor.
”Do I need your approval when I go back to my home?”
Old Charles gave the poor Viscount mulu a kick indignantly.
It's a good line, he thought --
but no one listened to him.
With this in mind, he could not help feeling sorry.
At this moment, however, a little crisp voice sounded in his ear:
”eh? Is there anyone else who can stand? Isn't it all straw bags under the hand of viscount mulu? ”
He turned around.
A young woman stood at the door casually, with an electric current running through her fingertips; on her shoulder lay a seemingly prostrated fairy dragon.
”Witch?” Charles frowned and realized that he had mistaken the javelin man.
”Legend?” Jiang Yuanchi was a little surprised. The next second, a portal appeared behind her.