Vol 2 Chapter 579: The dazzling imperial capital (4)

The Sanker District, where the Great Sanctuary is located, is already in chaos, and the racecourse opposite it is also not much better.
The originally level-built dedicated track has been cratered by various explosives. The spectators and gamblers who had been enthusiastically watching the game on the field and excitedly discussing the game with their peers had already ran away crying loudly. The well-informed steeds, who have always been fierce, didn't panic overturning the riders, but they can see their restlessness in their hooves and panting, no matter how the rider can comfort them. Unable to calm down.
"This is really..." The man on one of the tall brown horses is no one else. It is Prince Oribat who specially came to participate in the ribbon-cutting and parade ceremony of today's racetrack competition. The horse under him was one of the best breeds in the Nord Plateau, and when the terrorist attack occurred, Olibate was surrounded by guards and other riders to tour the racecourse for a week, heading towards the country and the world. The spectators from all over the world came to watch the game and enjoy the ceremony waved. Unexpectedly, it was forcibly interrupted by a sudden attack when it was less than halfway through.
The audience fled in all directions, and the few brave people could try to calm people's emotions, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
The angle of the terrorist attack is just a blind spot for the patrols. Now they were easily seen through by enemies who had already seen through their patrol route, and the supporting route was cut off for a while. Prince Oribat, who should have been protected, was in danger at this moment.
If it wasn't for that man.
"You can go in and take refuge inside. It's too dangerous here." Olibate motioned to the dazed rider beside him.
"His Royal Highness..."
"Don't worry about me." Oribat waved his hand, and drew out a gleaming object from the lining of the dress-it is the "ARCUS" force conductor. Installed in the same embedded device as the force guide, there are also several ultra-high concentration EP fillers.
Turning over the loop filling interface of "ARCUS", several high-level loops with dazzling light dangled in the sun to make people unable to open their eyes. The riders beside them were also stunned. They thought Olibate, who was a royal family, was good at swordsmanship used by court nobles, and when they were participating in the ceremony and could not carry weapons around, they should have no weapons at this time. As for the person in danger, he did not expect that His Royal Highness would use such a nirvana.
"Didn't I tell you? Don't worry about me." Olibate grinned, his fingers slid gently on the force guide. Afterwards, the gates of some shaky racecourses that were bombarded from the front were sealed with a yellow light symbolizing protection.
"Hehe, it's not good to talk too much." Obviously, Olibat's intervention caused the terrorists who were about to open the door bit by bit to stagnate, which also hindered their original plan. Therefore, the source of the harsh dry laugh that Olibate heard was the towering horse racing city wall built behind him.
"Oh?" Olibat narrowed his eyes. Under the interference of sunlight, it was actually not easy to see the appearance of the visitor. But he still saw the appearance of the terrorist leader. A long orange hair naturally drifted behind his head, and the blindfold hung on his coquettish face seemed a bit of contradiction. She wore a red cloak and black boots, and her plump figure was more prominent under the tight armor. However, these were not the places that attracted Oribart's attention and meditation. It was the weird-looking weapon in the woman's hand that really made Oribart's spirit up.
Have a weapon with a hilt and a twisted blade? Everyone who saw this scene thought so. Immediately afterwards, the comer slammed a sword fiercely like a whip, like a poisonous snake whispering a letter, with a condescending advantage, suddenly attacked Oribat.
Unexpectedly, this inevitable blow was easily avoided by Olibate, not only the seemingly inevitable move, but also the second sneak attack that followed.
"Oh?" Now the female terrorist looked at Olibate with tentative eyes. The first sword can be evaded, and it can also be attributed to the fact that Olibate may have prepared for it, but the sneak attack that followed—unless he has a reaction speed far beyond his own level, or is prepared in advance. Basically it can be regarded as a killer at first sight.
Obviously, Olibate didn't look like a young extraordinary warrior. The fact that he was holding a power guide instead of a melee weapon could also explain this. This means--
"Unexpectedly, the prince is so knowledgeable and knows this weapon." She landed vigorously and looked at Olibate meaningfully, "In this case, I have to show my true ability."
"Haha... I just happened to see the use of this thing... at a friend." Oribat was approached by an enemy who is good at getting close, but he didn't see any panic. ""Sword"...no I thought I would see this kind of thing here. "
"Yeah... I didn't expect it either." A mighty and powerful voice sounded, Olibate raised his eyebrows, and the woman on the side frowned.
"Mura Vandel..." She slowly said the name of the person who came. In Mulla's hand, the famous sword "Breaking the Evil and Showing Righteousness" was shining brightly, "Looking at your posture, it seems that we did not overslaughter us. Comrades..."
"Your comrade terrorists?" Mulla said, "Unfortunately, we wanted to capture them alive. Unexpectedly-you were so extreme that you drank the poison when you were sure that you would be captured!"
"Haha... how can our obsession be weaker than you." Faced with Mulla's angry accusation, the woman smiled disdainfully, but the gloom between her brows still did not disappear. Because the arrival of Mulla means that all of the team members they prepared to contain the master have fallen; and in the plan, if the signal from the Notre Dame Park is not received by this time...
"I won't entangle you too much this time." The woman glared at Olibat and Mulla with a serious face, dropped a flash bomb, and turned away.
"She said Notre Dame Park...right?" The enemy left, and order began to return to normal, but Mulla's face was still very anxious, "Your sister...Her Royal Highness Alfin--if the ultimate goal is The words there—"
"I know what you want to say, don't worry." Olibat didn't see the slightest panic. "If this is the case... then these terrorists' actions this time can be said to be doomed to fail."
"Could it be that..." Mulla was so clever that he immediately thought of what Olibat was pointing out, "Could it be that Heiligar him..."
"--exactly."