Chapter 350 Lanqi's Guards

Agnello's fingers were holding the microphone of the magic device, not knowing whether to loosen or continue to hold it tightly until his knuckles turned white.

His chest seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone, and breathing seemed a little difficult.

This bright space, this office that should have brought him peace of mind, instantly turned into a closed cage that he still couldn't escape from, blocking him more clearly.

It should be connected to the communication of the imperial capital.

Why did such a familiar yet strange voice come from the other side?

Agnello's thoughts turned rapidly in his mind.

How could the dedicated communication line between the Snowfield Province and the imperial capital Helrom be occupied by others?

Could it be that the entire imperial capital and the entire front line have fallen into the hands of the enemy?

This is impossible, absolutely impossible!

It must be his illusion!

Agnello's eyes flashed with horror like a trapped beast, wanting to see the truth clearly.

Panic spread in his heart, and he finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly, but he tried to stay calm: "Excuse me, which officer of the Imperial Defense Department are you?"

"We just met, have you forgotten my voice so quickly?"

The other party was still relaxed and smiling.

This confirmation sounded like a heavy hammer hitting Agnello's heart.

Agnello's reaction was already very fast, but it was obviously still a step slower.

He wanted to evacuate this closed space and further escape from the weird Bonn City, but the moment he was about to let go of the microphone, a severe paralysis hit him like a thunderbolt, and instantly spread throughout his body.

There are traps in the Governor's Office? !

When Agnello, who was in panic, wanted to mobilize his magic power, he was surrounded by an indescribable heaviness and sluggishness, as if a bird that was about to flap its wings suddenly fell from the sky and turned into a mountain pressing on him!

He tried to struggle, but his body was fixed in place, and even a small step seemed particularly difficult.

A deep blue light began to shine through the walls of the entire office. It was the symbol of the military magic-forbidden barrier, and the suppression effect of the city defense barrier on the violent thugs in the city-state.

At the same time, poisonous gas began to flow into the ventilation ducts in the room.

Even though the Son of Silent held his breath at the first moment, he felt that his body began to become weak and his vision was psychedelic.

The space seemed to be compressed and collapsed, and the air became thin, and it was about to squeeze life out of his body.

Agnello now understood that he had fallen into a big trap.

Under normal circumstances, the top of a local province is only a few sixth-level, and even the fifth-level is very rare, which is not worth his attention. But at this moment, he fell into such a cage, and he was in extreme danger!

His face was pale, his eyes were full of anxiety, and a trace of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Agnello tried hard to keep himself awake, but every cell in his body seemed to tell him that this might be a desperate situation that could not be escaped.

As the double barrier was fully formed, the door of the Governor's office was violently pushed open. The archpriest of the Silence Branch had disappeared, leaving only the provincial elite led by Viscount Kingston.

The heavy footsteps of pairs of shoes on the luxurious carpet, like the footsteps of the god of death, echoed in the magnificent Governor's office, and the oppression given to Alone was more horrifying than the restraint of the forbidden magic barrier.

The ones who rushed in were several fully armed provincial combat elites. They had been prepared for a long time, with deep eyes and looked indifferent and soulless, like demon warriors on the ancient battlefield.

In order to fight against the Ghost Party, the elite forces of the entire province were assembled and trained for a short period of time under the guidance of Lanqi. Later, Char continued to transmit the tactics and combat concepts of the Governor as a guide, and now it has become a mature extermination force.

These people summoned by Viscount Kingston are all captain-level fifth-level warriors.

They were wearing masks and did not wait for Agnello to explain. They launched an attack without saying a word. A light warrior rushed forward with his fists straight to Agnello's chin. Several other heavy warriors quickly grasped ice spikes and surrounded Agnello. No action was superfluous.

The sharp ice spikes in their hands flowed with dark black curses. They were not natural ice, but military magic devices with powerful silencing and freezing effects.

Although the paralysis effect on Agnello's body had just been removed by his purification, he was suppressed by the barrier. Even the flow of magic power and the speed of casting were slowed down several times. The poisonous gas in the room continued. He tried his best to use his fighting instinct to avoid the sneak attack of the light warriors and tried to use his casting energy to barely resist with the spell. But compared with those heavy warriors in full state, he was like a cartilage beast surrounded by elite hunters at this moment, vulnerable!

A heavy warrior rushed towards Agnello first, holding an ice spike and trying to pierce his limbs. Agnello was unwilling to be outdone. Although his movements were restricted, he was still able to mobilize the most basic magic power and quickly transmit it to his wrist. When the ice spike was about to touch his wrist, a strong burst instantly bounced away a circle of heavy warriors.

In an instant, Agnello tried to summon his own magic power, and dark gray flames surged from his feet, trying to burn the enemy's blockade.

However, such a difficult spell seemed particularly slow in the eyes of the enemy. They had no fear or fear. One of them quickly held a shield in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, aiming at Agnello, trying to overwhelm him and subdue him to the ground.

The other two heavy warriors had surrounded him from the flank, not afraid of pain and injury, and the ice spikes in their hands quickly stabbed Agnello like a venomous snake!

Agnello was caught in the crossfire and tried to bounce off the group of warriors with his magic power again. In an instant, his already heavy feet were pulled hard. It turned out that another warrior had thrown an anchor with a chain when he was not paying attention, which firmly hooked his feet.

The light warrior approached again, but did not rush to attack. Instead, he used his companions to distract him and looked for opportunities to prepare to give Agnello a fatal blow or continue to interfere.

"You bastards!!"

Agnello roared, and the gray flames on his body formed a shield like a tornado to resist the enemy's ready-made magic-sealing ice spikes.

But the guards had already planned every step in a disciplined manner.

One of the light warriors suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Agnello, holding the ice spikes tightly with both hands as if he was ready to die, and suddenly tried to pierce Agnello's eyes.

This stab forced Agnello to avoid it in order to save his eyes.

However, before he could focus his dazed vision, a heavy warrior had attacked from behind.

The tall and cold figure skillfully and quickly hit Agnello's head with a blunt weapon, making him feel dizzy. Then a heavy warrior wearing brass knuckles appeared on the side, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes. With a roar, he hit Agnello's stomach with a heavy uppercut, making him feel as if he was burst by the fist!

Four chapters today, two chapters are still being revised, and they will be completed before 9:30