Chapter 194: Holy referee
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Above the Seven Towers
- Grey Stone
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- 2021-03-02 11:15:07
Cleveland stepped into the Naval Command with his hands on his back, Yolanda folded his hands in front of him, and followed him step by step. They walked all the way to the fourth floor where General Montagno. Along the way, he originally wanted to stop his guards, and after seeing him embroidered with black robes embroidered with gold rims, and having a fierce momentum, he could not help but step back a few steps.
When he reached the second floor, a middle-aged military officer ran up and asked, "Two executives, may I ask you what you have to do at Naval Command?"
"Naturally is to do what we have to do. The saint has already set the rules and the referee is acting, no one has the right to block." Cleveland took a step forward, and the officer felt that there were some forces to hold it. His limbs made him unable to move, and the officer hadn't had time to explode his fighting spirit. A huge impulsive force flew him out and fell to the end of the corridor on the second floor. I didn't know how many ribs the officer had interrupted in this blow. He spouted blood and passed out.
Cleveland's eyes didn't stay on him, and went straight upstairs.
Several commanders and guards on the fourth floor saw the scene below and all pulled out their swords. But at this time they heard a very soft rustle. After the sound, they were shocked to find that a small hole with a finger appeared in their throat or heart mouth, and the blood of the moor flowed out of it. By the time Cleveland walked to the fourth floor, all but a maid without a weapon had fallen to the ground and died.
The blood stained the carpet on the fourth floor, and a red blood flower blossomed on the off-white ground. The maid shivered and shivered in front of the door of the general's room. Cleveland glanced at her: "Everyone who obstructs the referee will be punished, and anyone who dares to resist the executor by force must die. You Get away if you do n’t want to die. "
An old but thick voice came from the room at this time: "Master Cleveland, these people just fulfill their duties, you are too much."
The door was opened, and it was General Montagno who spoke.
"Come on. Let them not come up, let me do the things here." He patted on the maid's back, a gentle grudge lifted her up. The maid stumbled on the blood spreading on the ground and ran down.
"Montagna. You should know why we are here?" Cleveland said coldly.
"I don't know. I want to know, why can your referee rush into the Naval Command in this way to kill at will?" Montaño asked angrily.
"Because it's already contaminated by the devil's breath. Haven't you smelled it? The rancid smell permeates this house and makes people sick." Cleveland took a breath and then covered his nose.
"I only smell blood, these people are excellent naval fighters, they are my subordinates, but now they died in the naval headquarters. I will not let go of this matter." Montaño stood on his own Cleveland confronted the office.
"Do you think there is still a chance for you to collude with the devil like this?" Cleveland didn't want to talk to the other party about unnecessary nonsense, reached out to Montanio, and if caught by his hand, Montany Austria will lose all resistance. His outstretched hand seemed unpleasant, but only the person in front of him could feel that there was a huge pressure around him that made people unable to move.
At this moment, however, a pendant on Montagno's chest glowed golden. Under the shroud of the light, Montanio's body was temporarily free, his feet on the ground a little, and the man retreated quickly.
"Is this?" Cleveland was alert, and didn't continue to reach out and follow.
"This is the amulet bestowed on me by the saint. She wore it on my neck when I was a kid. Cleveland, no matter what your purpose is for you to come here today, I advise you to close it immediately. Do n’t be against the saint. The matter of will. "Montaño is now standing by the window.
auzw.com "What is the will of the virgin you can represent? You have lost the qualification to save the gift of the virgin by colluding with the devil. Let me take it back for the virgin."
"Cleveland, don't go too far. If you go on like this, you must embark on the evil path of rebelling against the Virgin! I come from the Veloka family who gave birth to six sages. Think about it when The sages all said in unison to the saint that when you, the holy magistrates, lost their justice and did all kinds of evil things against her will. Is there any way you can justify it? "Montagno shouted loudly.
At the same time, footsteps sounded on the stairs. Hearing the movements upstairs, the masters in the Naval Command also gathered.
Cleveland did not return his head, commanding: "Yulanda, solve these people."
Yolanda, who looked weak and weak, looked back at the stairs. She only glanced in that direction, and there were screams coming and going downstairs: "I can't see. What's going on?"
"Me too. I can't see anything."
"Enemy, enemy attack!"
Then there was a string of swords colliding and falling.
"Well, the Naval Command is really full of waste." Cleveland said.
"Cleveland, it doesn't make sense to bully these people. Let's make it clear. What do you want to know?"
Cleveland squinted at the amulet on Montanio's chest and said, "Then tell me, where have all the people from the Eastern Continent gone?"
"I don't know, I only know that they left by boat. I told them that many people here don't welcome them and it is very dangerous to stay, so they left, maybe they just went back to the East Continent."
"Where did Eseliet go again?"
"He is on vacation, he is too tired and needs rest."
"Don't use this stupid excuse, we all know that he was the culprit who brought the Eastern Europeans to Ayr City!"
"This is not an excuse. I have an approval here to agree to his vacation." Montaño pointed to the desk not far away. "As for where he went, I really don't know."
"You have exhausted my patience." Cleveland's toes were a little bit on the ground, and a ripple of white mist emanated from that location, enclosing the entire room. This was Cleveland's grudge field.
Montaño felt that there was a mixture of mental power and grudge to fill this field, and it seemed to disturb all the grudge energy in this field. He wanted to jump through the window to escape, but he didn't want the violent qi that had been running countless times in his body suddenly went out of his way. The violent qi that should have led to the strength of his foot suddenly suddenly entered the wrong pulse. This is equivalent to someone punching hard in his body with grudge. Despite his strength, such a blow still bore Montanio. He knelt on one knee and vomited a spit of blood.