Blood tax

Chapter 390 Death Comes ([-])

After the two parted, Lana would join up with the hidden power of the two earls as soon as possible, and Griffith rushed directly in the direction of Galadia.

The materials seized from Laura are mainly magic scrolls, amulets, and potions, all of which are consumables used by spellcasters to fill up the dangerous cooling time.Griffith is going to use part of it in the next battle to make his disguise more real.

As for Laura's equipment and sealed items, they will be returned to her after the Chosen One's Sacrifice is over.From the current point of view, it is not necessary for Griffith to kill this Homonwatts alumnus.

Along the way, Griffith was very vigilant.His whole body was hidden under the deep black linen robe, the dominion helmet was camouflaged, and the armor was replaced by the cavalry's standard breastplate, painted with red and black oil paint and painted with evil patterns.

He is certainly not the only one who is ready to seize the opportunity at the opening moment.Each of the chosen ones is an extremely talented person. It would be inconceivable if no one focused on the weaker Laura.

When launching an ambush in the cemetery, Griffith relied on his chosen home field and used wandering ghouls and living corpses to shield the prying eyes from the outside.The battle was so loud that it must have attracted attention.The aura of some familiars had already appeared in the nearby streets and alleys near the end of the battle.

Just when Griffith was full of vigilance, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous purple robe was watching him in a building not far away.She wears red and blue eye shadow and a blood diamond pendant on her fair neck.A pair of beautiful green eyes stared at the knight in the crystal ball.Beside her, there were several people hidden under the black robes guarding and serving her.

"Lord Theramis, we haven't found any trace of Laura de Lockhavert, but the death knight is about to leave the ambush area. Do you want to start moving?"

Theramis in the purple robe pondered for a while: "I have a feeling that Laura has left the stage. Although I have no evidence, the spirituality told me so. She is usually so dazzling, so it is unexpected.

"This death knight is not the one who killed Lord Avignon, but he is also very powerful. There is a strange feeling, an indescribable abnormality, which makes people wonder about his fate. Alright, mysterious death knight, run away ,

"Death is coming~"

Theramis flicked the crystal ball with his purple nails, and an echo that went straight into the soul spread.

The echo seemed harmless, and sneaked into a family's bedroom with the wind.The owner of the bed is sleeping.He has always slept well, and he drank a lot of wine before going to bed. Even if the neighbors in the neighborhood were panicking tonight, he slept soundly.

Suddenly, he woke up from the dream and felt a dry cough in his throat, so he reached out to the table and grabbed his flagon. While pouring his favorite spirits into his mouth, he swayed to the terrace to get some air.

As soon as he came to the terrace, he heard a few faint calls from the neighbor's house.He was even more curious, wanting to hear more clearly, so he leaned on the balcony railing and leaned his body towards the neighbor's house, getting closer.

"Why is it so stinky?"

At this time, the drunk man smelled a very foul smell, looked around, and found that it was coming from a carriage and two workers under his feet.This carriage is specially used to transport Ye Xiang to the suburbs.The workers had just opened the nearby manhole cover, one of them was holding a torch for lighting, and the other was carrying a bucket with a boom, ready to take out today's share.

"How long has it been without shipment?" a worker asked.

"For a while, the document was lost a few days ago, and no one has been sent here. If you don't come today, it should be blocked."

The drunk listened to their conversation, frowning in disgust.But he forgot that his balcony had been in disrepair for a long time, and there were already cracks on the stone handrails. Under the weight of his fat body, it finally reached the moment of cracking.

"what!"

The drunk man yelled and rolled down with the broken stones.Fortunately, the terrace was not high, and there was a wooden shed from the kitchen window below; unfortunately, the wooden shed was strong enough, and he flew out, smashing right into the carriage below.

Unexpectedly, a drunk man would fall from the sky and knock over the workers. The torches flew out and slid directly to the mouth of the well.

"Be careful!" Another worker stepped on the torch with quick eyesight and quick hands.The torches were only centimeters from the mouth of the dung-filled well.

"What's the matter with you?" The worker who was knocked down was pressed down and cursed, "If you let sparks fall in, you won't—!"

The drunk man was frightened by the fall, and lay on the ground for a long time, unable to breathe.Workers grabbed him and tried to help him up, but the drunk was too fat to get up all at once.The three pushed and shoved each other, without noticing that the spilled spirits had flowed through the torch, ignited a fire wire, and fell into the manhole.

"boom!"

Griffith, who was passing by on horseback, only heard a loud noise.The sudden explosion sent a wave of air, and the debris hit the ice shield, pushing him out.

explode?what happened?am i under attack?Why didn't I feel any hostility at all.Could it be that there was a gas explosion?Griffith rolled on the ground for a long time before stopping.The explosion was just over ten meters away from him, and even the heavy floor was lifted up. If it weren't for Griffith's strong shield and complete armor, this blow would have made him fall to the ground and be unable to get up.

Before the foul-smelling filth and gravel fell, he rushed into a dark alley, condensing an ice spear in his hand, ready to go.

where? !What kind of enemy is it?
Griffith was concentrating on searching for the enemy, but he didn't notice that there was an attic spire built in violation of the regulations a few meters away from him, which had lost its balance in the explosion just now.The metal rope used to temporarily pull and fix the attic broke with a "bang" during the pull, and was drawn towards Griffith like a sharp iron whip.

The iron rope was still embedded with iron nails, black and yellow rusty spots, and "snapped" the shield of Griffith's knight eagle badge, leaving a deep bloodstain on his face .

Hell, it's an attack!This is definitely an attack at the level of a transcendent!Griffith sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and with a wave of his hand threw an ice spear in the direction of the collapsed spire.

The ice gun swept through the smoke with a blast of wind, but there was no one there, not even a breath.

Trouble!Griffith realized that he was caught in attacks from all directions, and his perception was not enough to see through the enemy's concealment.

As soon as he took a step back, the stone slab under his feet had been cracked by the explosion just now, and was directly shattered by the knight in solid armor.

"Dangdang!"

Griffith fell into an abandoned pipe.At the same time, the wall piers and pillars on both sides collapsed with the trend of collapse, burying him head and face.

This enemy is completely different from long-range attackers such as wizards, rangers, and demon hunters. Even if he knows that he is nearby to bite him, he can't find the slightest trace.Griffith dodged and fought back, as if he was fighting a swamp, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank into the swamp.

Griffith turned into a blood bat and rushed into a residential house. Before he could stabilize his heels, he rolled over his head and hid in a corner.

After a while, he raised his head cautiously, and the continuous attacks seemed to stop.He was about to catch his breath when there was a clanging sound above his head.

Griffith looked up following the sound, and saw a dense array of kitchen knives, boning knives, hooks and spikes hanging on the rack above his head, swaying towards him with a cold light.

"Oh no!"

Griffith sprang up and ran away, the densely packed murder weapons were almost attached to his heels, nailed to the ground with "jingling".

"This, is this the attack of the Chosen One!
"It's not at the same level as the opponent I encountered before!"

You forced me!You forced me!

The chosen one who hides and hides, let you see my real support!
Griffith had lost all fighting spirit. He ran wildly, clutching the pendant around his collar, and shouted hysterically in his heart:
"Galadia——!
"Come and help me!"

(End of this chapter)