Chapter 525 CLIX: The Lone Hero

Chapter 525 CLIX. Lone Hero

Black Rock City borders a small country affiliated with Alan and is also the starting point of the Mulong Railway.

Although it was changed to a principality less than a year ago, during the Kingdom period, this place had frequent exchanges with Alan and Bema. The Far Eastern specialties shipped from the east coast of Bema were sold to land merchants by ship merchants, and then sold to the west of the Narrow Sea as a second-hand dealer at the Golden Palm Port for huge profits, and would also pass through this place.

It was a great era, and the powerful countries were fighting endlessly, and they were facing the outbreak of a full-scale war at any time.

For the big families west of the Narrow Sea, the import price of Far Eastern specialties was high. Even during the war, there were escort teams taking risks. It was still early for the railway to be fully completed. These were the last few years that the sunset industry could make money. People who made a living from this all their lives had no choice but to go to the tiger mountain.

As long as they did not enter the occupied area of ​​​​Uporio, it was worth taking a long detour to the Golden Palm Port.

This made Black Rock City still have commercial activities in Mulong, where the war situation was tense.

The city was named Black Rock because a legendary sorcerer was defeated and killed here hundreds of years ago, and the flames of the spells turned the surrounding land into porcelain and carbon.

Some of the strata that were lifted up by the explosion at that time also turned into black crystal walls, forming a natural city wall, about 20 meters high. Those faintly transparent prism spikes gathered on the city wall, exuding a strange coldness under the bloody setting sun.

The Alan Army stationed troops here, and the Eternal Sect also used this place as a bridgehead for missionary work.

It is the base camp of the invading forces.

The horses galloped to the gap in the crystal wall of Black Rock City. At the entrance of the city, the slightly ostentatious mounts of the living dead and the iconic mechanical arms did not look like those merchants and second-hand dealers.

Naturally, they were stopped by the army.

With the development of the magic energy industry, even the power of the bursting firearms is quite limited, and it is impossible to break the armor mixed with alchemical ore.

The Alan Iron Cavalry is the strongest force of the army.

He was covered in silver armor, with elegant joints and waist-shoulder patterns, and a sense of power and beauty. Every step he took made a heavy chain sound, and his helmet only had a Y-shaped gap, so his expression was extremely terrifying.

Although he had no magic pattern, he also mixed magic ore, holding a great sword and a halberd.

There were countless such soldiers.

If a general went to war, the armor constructed with magic patterns and his superb martial arts could defeat a thousand men.

The Alan army was unstoppable.

"Who are you? According to the Continental Transportation Act, the railway section is the territory of Alan. Because of the Alan Constitution, the control of this city belongs to our army. Please explain your purpose and provide something that can prove your identity."

The army soldier held a great sword horizontally, stopped Magnus, and read the script.

Zoth should be in the city.

Magnus did not know Henrik's name and past, and knew nothing about Henrik's wife.

To him, it was just a distant symbolic concept. Only in a vague dream, there was a woman's head rolling forever, and a hung man's body was always being lifted up.

The mission that had been passed on since he could remember was engraved on the most important first layer of the cornerstone of memory.

If he didn't end this matter, it would be as if his life had never started, or it might mean that his life should end here.

He had to cut off the rolling head and pull down the rising body.

Magnus could feel that when he stood at the foot of the city, he could finally use his strength in that dream.

He turned over and got off the horse.

Recommended by Marcus, he entered the Eternal Church's correctional institution and grew up as an orphan of the nobility. Although he had no position in the sect, he was also a senior believer, although he never believed in the Dragon Lord.

For the Alan officials during the war, the identity of a believer was more useful than the somewhat worrying existence of the living dead.

He showed his believer's armband.

Just like the armband that Marcus likes to wear outside his chain mail, it contains the special energy fluctuations of the Eternal Sect, which cannot be copied and imitated.

If Magnus was a refugee begging for food, Army Master Alan would have mercy on him and let him in.

But it just so happened that the higher-ups had issued orders to do everything possible to make things difficult for the sect and hinder their actions in Muron. As long as they didn't kill them, anything else could be done.

"Unfortunately, some of the sect's actions in Muron are controversial and are being investigated by the order of the royal court. Go away, I won't let you in."

The army didn't buy Magnus's account.

If it were on weekdays, Magnus would find another place to stay or camp in the wild for the night.

But today was different.

The sky was burned red by the blazing blood sun, and the carbonized land was winding with quicksand like fog.

Seeing that this man didn't listen to the advice and didn't leave, the army had already killed him. Without any greeting, he slashed with a powerful sword to cut Magnus in half.

But Magnus was too fast.

When he put the broken sword made of ancient Shenzhou's fine steel back into the sheath.

The half of the soldier's helmet fell to the ground with the sword, making a loud clang. He covered his nose with blood splattered red.

It was unbelievable that someone attacked the soldiers in the Alan war zone.

Is he going to attack the city alone?

Continuous-fire firearms are useless against the strong. The soldiers on the sentry tower noticed the movement and raised their magic rifles.

Magnus didn't mean to force his way in. He knew that the army and the sect were at odds, and he had never thought of such a situation, even not letting him in.

But it's okay this way.

"I'm here to kill the leader of the 18th formation of the Sword of Time."

Magnus said calmly.

The soldiers on the sentry tower didn't know, but the two soldiers guarding the entrance needed to know some of the actions of the army's top brass.

He understood immediately.

The so-called surprise attack force of Black Sail was only one person, but it could be seen that he was a master that was hard to find among thousands of people.

"Let him in."

The soldier who was chopped by Magnus said that this kind of injury was nothing to a soldier, and the mechanical arm did not kill him.

Another city guard also made way and understood, "The person you are looking for is in the newly built church in the city."

Now Magnus paused for a while.

He looked back at the black horse called Zhaoyue.

The world only knows a disabled heroic adventurer, but not Magnus.

His only relative turned out to be a stupid hunting horse.

Praise praise praise...

Dozens of gold dragons fell from Magnus's purse, crackling all over the ground, and the surrounding soldiers were all dumbfounded. Even for the military master, this was an unattainable income.

"This horse is called Zhaoyue, and it is the top hunting horse in the Royal Hunting Ground of Gureg. It can gallop across the world, chasing sand like the wind, melting ice on the river, and can gallop across the world. If I die today, please send it back to Gureg, and the remaining money for the journey will be regarded as a gift."

After that.

Magnus entered Black Rock City without looking back, and stepped onto the strange black brick street.

Even if they met by chance, the soldier who was chopped by the living dead and was still bleeding was also respectful. The world of fame and fortune is full of villains, and such heroes are hard to find in the world.

"Is that the person sent by Black Sail? I don't think so. They are not the same creatures as pirates."

"Who knows, maybe it's the foreign aid found by Li Site. It's a pity that heroes in the world are all used by those who are greedy for money."

Picked up the golden dragon on the ground and asked his friend to lead Zhaoyue to the stable.

When he looked at the road again, the man with the broken hand was gone.

"I heard... the leader of the 18th formation is not a simple person. Just some gossip, it seems that he is the remnant of the old Alan."

"Is that so? However, that guy seems to be in a hurry to reincarnate, and the outcome will be revealed soon."