Vol 3 Chapter 42: Who can claim to be justice? (5,400 characters)

>Alantis, this huge city that has been sleeping for a long time underground in the city of West Sellin, was awakened by a strong light.
The overwhelming vampire bat revolves around a slowly moving figure on the ground as if going crazy, like a mysterious and ancient ritual, the whole first-tier world of Warcraft controlled by the blood race is like a crazy bull in the beast, collective Screaming and irritable, no matter what the Brest family's watchmen ordered, they were indifferent.
"What the happened?"
"Something is coming in the distance! They don't listen to orders! Even the bat is out of control!"
The panicked emotions not only spread among the herds, but also spread instantly among the vampires of the Brest family-hundreds of blood races appeared in the moment below the Clemens family castle, this spectacular scene may have exceeded the mainland It hasn't appeared in a hundred years, but now in this dark city that is lit up, they collectively appeared and prepared to attack the invaders.
This is where they are guarding, this is where they survive. Even if the enemy is strong, the Brest family who made the oath will do their best to stop their progress.
But it was a team of more than 20 people who stepped into their vision, and among them were young men standing at the forefront.
The scene at this moment is very funny. The current ruler of the great city of Atlantis, the loyal guardian of the Creman family, the maintainer of the iron-fisted order of the blood family, and more than two hundred blood groups collectively stood in a well-planned city in Arantis. The highest point-that is, on the wall of the castle built by the mountain wall, they looked at the team gradually approaching below, but they did not know whether they should attack.
The brightly lit city seems to have suddenly restored the lively scene of thousands of years ago. Even the blood races that have been living here feel as if they are separated from each other, but the unidentified human being in front of them makes them more frightened.
The appearance of the scepter seems to have been forgotten, and its prestige also disappeared after the withdrawal of the Clemens. Only the current owner of the Brest family, Phils, had heard of the dark scepter. Authoritative, standing at the highest point, he carried his hands on his back, and the twinkling red pupils stared closely at the scepter in Murphys's hand, his expression fluctuating.
He couldn't determine whether the facts were as unstoppable as he thought.
"Human, stop!"
There was a whisper of Fording language. The blood tribes are not like night elves imprisoned for generations. The once-prosperous Clement family brought knowledge and heritage, so that they could understand many languages ​​of the continent.
"Give me a suitable reason, why should I stop my steps?"
Murphy continued to move forward, raised his head, and looked at the vampires who stood in front of the city wall for tens of meters. These guys who had not seen the sun for hundreds of years were all pale and huge in number, but only one strong dress came out. In the face of the calmness of Murphys, which changes the entire underground world, no one can say that there is no fear in his heart.
"The last human who broke into the ground was not as arrogant as you. He and his team tried to fight against the Brest family, but in the end, they could only bow their heads in the face of darkness." Phils squinted and passed The sound of magic expansion echoed in front of this huge castle, "You have to know that what is in front of you is not only the Brest family, but behind us, there is the Creman who rules the blood, and there is endless darkness. "
Standing in front of the Clemens family's castle, which symbolizes absolute totalitarian rule, Murphy did not keep his head up to look up at the Phils head who stood on a mountain wall more than 100 meters high and overlooked himself, but lowered his head. Head, watching the Severus Scepter in his hand casually, whispering: "The last intruder was already waiting for his final destiny in the dungeon. I'm curious what conditions you gave him, Only let him stop stepping here?"
"The so-called power? Or the so-called eternal life?"
"Humans always bow their heads in front of interests and betray their own values. They only need to give enough chips. This is the humble point of humans. Even if you are strong, you can't change this fact."
Phils moved his fingers quietly, and the near attendant behind him disappeared into the shadows.
"Great and humble, what a ridiculous topic, in order to make himself a "great man", Garde bowed his knees and bowed his head in the pursuit of power. Humans are humble, of course there is nothing wrong, but who is born great You? Or the old bats behind you?" Murphy's fingers flicked on the floating magic lines, the voice was calm without any unnecessary sarcasm: "Oh, the endless darkness, this is your biggest bargaining chip to enslave others. , But I need to unfortunately tell you that this chip is not currently in your hands."
"According to what you said, the dark betrayed the blood and turned to provide shelter for humans?"
Phils opened his arms and looked around the members of the Brest family, as if telling a funny joke.
This sentence teased the vampires who were originally nervous and laughed, and the laughter echoed within the city walls. There are really no reason for more than two hundred blood races who use dark as a natural shelter to believe in Murphys theory.
"No, not for human shelter."
Murphy nodded, raised his gaze, and said softly: "Darkness is just darkness, you? It's just a mouse hiding in the dark, cowardly, frightened, vulnerable."
This sentence made the scene suddenly quiet.
Sunderland and Krenze had no idea what Murphy was doing, but both were prepared for a battle-the enemies around them were at a commanding height, which was indeed difficult for them, but The marquis vampire in the middle is obviously the character they need to worry about most.
Phils did not continue to talk nonsense with Murphy. As a marquis, although close combat is a strong point, it does not mean that they cannot use powerful magic-the crystal silk energy can be repaired with the training of the high-level blood clan. Learned, but to achieve achievements on this road, it takes too much time to hone.
And Phils, at this moment, reached out to take over the dark black magic scroll delivered by the nearby waiter-this is one of the things that the Creman family left the bottom of the pressure box when he left, and he will never take it out to deal with the enemy unless it is a last resort. This moment shows that the enemy's power is beyond the scope of the Brest family.
Phils is not an arrogant young man. From the beginning, he knew that the young man with a scepter was definitely not weaker than himself, so he had made the worst preparations—
"In that case, what else can I say?"
Phils raised his hand to the encapsulated scroll in his hand. It is not like the animal skin material used by magicians today, but it is made of blocks of pure black slate. It is heavy and amazing in size. The seal is sealed by a mini magic circle. Sealed, the ultimate magic scroll that belongs to the extreme encryption type, Phils whispered the unlock password left by the previous head of the house before entering sleep, and his finger was on the magic circle, and then a red blood light instantly covered The whole black scroll!
Let go of your fingers, the scrolls floating in the air unfolded suddenly, and at least five powerful magic arrays emerged from the old dark slabs!
"Combined Magic Scroll", the ultimate magic scroll production method that has been nearly lost so far-even a big magician like Sunderland has only seen one in the magic props exhibition hall of Balice "Phoenix" "Remnant volume", because its production method is too complicated and only spread in a mysterious family, the number of scrolls circulating on the mainland does not even exceed three digits, so many magicians have not even heard of this packaging method !
The five magic arrays are activated in turn, and according to the current rating, all the magic arrays are more than thirty levels-it is not difficult to make a single thirty-level scroll, a qualified mid-level magician can easily Made, but overlapped five magic arrays of the same level, which is an unsolvable problem for ordinary magisters.
The result of forcibly encapsulating multiple spells is, in the simplest terms, elemental disorder, which in turn produces a direct explosion.
But the scroll in Firth's hand, the first effective spell is the largest "earthquake"!
And the most weird thing is that the point of this spell is not under Murphy, but a black mountain peak in the corner of the entire Clement Family Castle-after the elemental waves flickered, the sound of rock cracking echoed like a thunder Throughout Atlantis.
The mountain wall began to collapse, and the gravel completely buried the unknown corner almost instantly.
In the process of all this happening, Murphy's eyes never looked there for even a moment.
When the rumbling noise came, the scroll's second spell had already hit Murphy!
The 35th-level dark spell "Bite of Pain".
The casting effect of non-elemental magic is far less gorgeous than imagined, but the cold feeling brought by it makes people feel the fear of death all the time.
The shadow is like a giant crow, flying straight to Murphy!
Not using elements as medium, but using soul energy as an attacking means, which means that all element shields cannot resist its progress-but the black crow coming directly to Murphy is hitting his body. There was a scream from that moment!
This fierce form of black shadow with a wingspan of more than six meters seems to be completely twisted by an irresistible force, twisted into a black vortex in an instant in front of Murphy, and then completely absorbed by the scepter of Sulfuras!
The next moment, Murphy's counterattack began.
Looking up, stepping forward, Murphy stepped out in three steps, and then seemed to disappear in place instantly after a jump!
The slate floor left a deep footprint.
Murphy flew over the fifteen-meter-high wall of the entire Kremmen castle like a full-bodied spring, and his body almost drove straight towards the Phils holding the unburned scroll!
The third spell hit Murphy head-on.
Forty-one level arcane, "bound".
The fourth spell that followed, surprisingly reached the forty-fifth level-"Nalman's Finger".
Arcane spells are the first category of "control" in the magic world. When "bonds" appeared in front of Murphys, numerous crystal threads suddenly condensed around his body, wrapped around his body like a spider web On the other hand, the "Nalman's Finger", which can be called the "dead messenger", is the ultimate single attack spell that directly disintegrates the soul!
The combination of the two is enough to constitute a lethal threat for any i-level or even stronger!
But when the dazzling green light flashed over, "Nalman's Finger" was completely applied to Murphy's body, but he easily earned his hands with his hands, and the crystal-like bond burst like a broken glass. The "Nalman's Finger", which can tear the soul directly, but disappeared like a divergent flood in front of Murphy
"The last one?"
Murphy stood unscathed in front of Phils, waiting for the last slate on the scroll in the opponent's hand to burn away, and waved his hand with his scepter—
"Buzz!"
There was no explosion, and a strange bright light trace appeared in the air, and the last "Mandala Arrival", which had originally reached the forty-ninth level, suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, and there was no sign of success!
Only the faint green light flashing on the top of Sulfuras' scepter proves the miracle scene that just happened-"spell swallowing", which is more incredible than "element annihilation", which means a complete The spell spell is absorbed by another medium when the slate medium has not been released, and there is no excess energy from the beginning to the end.
The appearance of this scene left Brest's head, Fells, completely stunned.
Originally thinking that Murphy's strength would slightly exceed himself, he suddenly discovered that the so-called Marquis Vampire was still too far away from the real powerhouse.
"Keng!"
In the shadows, the sound of the near-servant's sword drawing sounded. The four guards guarding Phils collectively raised their swords and stabbed. In the face of this threat, Murphy, who had not really played after the power surged, stretched his hand for the first time The Naples magic steel dagger towards his waist.
"Magic Steel" is called "Magic Steel" not only because of its magical attributes. Why is this extremely rare short sword only possessed by the Knights of the Round Table?
When the strength of a human reaches a certain limit, the Neapolitan magic steel will have an advantage that other metals cannot match-conduction.
It is not the magic power that is transmitted, but the simplest and most primitive power.
The "discipline" is not the only one of the inheritance of knights. Murphy, who is a round-table knight of Tang Jidi de, is far more fierce than punishing a knight in the general sense when fighting with knightly combat skills.
While fighting Constantine’s
fanatic
knight Sara, Murphy was mostly passive because his strength was suppressed—and at this moment, when the magic steel dagger flashes differently than usual When the pale yellow light appeared in the hands of Murphys, punishing the Cavaliers no longer meant "defense counterattack."
The four daggers appeared from the void to hit Morpheus in almost a blink of an eye, but the magic steel dagger drew a strange arc in the hands of Murphys, and a series of four metal collisions sounded almost simultaneously , The metal residual blade flew straight into the air.
"Boo!"
Murphy swung his scepter in the other hand, and even a distance of five meters was a powerful force hitting the guard at a distance. The latter was unable to block and was blown out by the completely invisible energy in the air. , And then Murphy did not continue to attack, but appeared in front of Phils one step later, and the magic steel dagger stayed on the other party's neck.
It wasn't until Phils instinctively slid his neck to the side and reacted that he had been fatally threatened, the blade that was cut off and flew landed at this time.
"History is always written by the victors. It seems that the Brest family cannot continue to write your chapter here."
Murphy's magic steel dagger back to the sheath, raised his hand and raised the Severus scepter, gently tapped it like a cane, and the shock wave radiated out, making Phils' face pale and twisted .
He already knew what the scepter was in the hands of the people in front of him.
However, as the stay-at-home of the Clemens, he could not submit.
"I could have used it to make you kneel collectively in front of me." Murphy raised his head slightly, looking at the vampire who was half a head taller than himself, "but I found that the so-called loyalty is nothing but the balance Leverage, I can win this war with one person, I can have absolute execution power against you, and I don’t even care what you guard or what you will give me."
"So, don't play politician with me, get it?"
rule? Murphy understood that since he was pursued by a heretical ruling, classified as a "traitor" by Byzantium, and the number one heretic by so-called "justice", the rules he had to follow had changed.
What is "night watchman"? In the final analysis, it is his innermost resistance to these so-called "fairness". In the past, he carefully and diligently wanted this budding organization to develop as much as possible to fight against the behemoths that need to look up-- But now he has understood that if he follows the rules that have been followed for thousands of years, the "night watchman" will sooner or later be a imagination and a joke born by a childish child.
"The Brest family... Vow to die will not let outsiders step in half."
Phils finally took a step forward. In the face of the highest scepter symbolizing the dark order, he still put the oath of family loyalty first.
"I didn't plan to take a half step," Murphy turned around and looked around—all members of the Brest family had witnessed what had just happened, and they knew that they knew that all they had to do was wait for the Philippines With a whisper and a desperate ending-but at the next moment, Murphy's words even made Fells, the owner of Brest, a little dazed: "Despite this castle, Arantis I will requisition all other positions. You will stay in your place honestly, whether you live or die, you choose."
Is this asking?
Phils, as the master of this dark city, can't really react to why Murphy said so.
"It seems that you agreed." Murphy shrugged. "Is there any benefit in killing hundreds of vampires that are almost extinct? I don't think so, so you can live honestly."
He turned around ~EbookFREE.me~ and left a sentence before jumping off the towering stone wall: "The sins of this world have long been entrenched, and who is qualified to list himself as justice?"
Fells, who was ready for the final battle, froze for a while, watching the figure of Murphys turning around and walking away, and it took a long time to make his next order to the clan---
"Retreat and give up the city."
Looking at the human team that left Arantis and stepped up the steps where the elements condensed, Phils sighed heavily in his heart-he had expected countless endings, but he never thought of the result today.
Who can claim to be justice?
He smiled bitterly, not because of the so-called stupidity, but because he found that he had lived as a blood family for so long, but his knowledge was not higher than a teenager.
Although he didn't use killing to prove his powerful strength, this young man has used a few words to make him understand that the way to eliminate is too low-level for some people.
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