Chapter 511 Lanqi's Happy Community

This afternoon, Lanqi went to save the Archpriest of Destruction and get the three phantoms. It took some time. In the evening, he sensed the disappearance of the city-state barrier and headed for the battle source in the northwest area.

"This bastard dared to bully Talia, screw him!"

"Just let me out and see if I can kill him!"

At this moment, he was still thinking about the angry female voice in his mind.

When he was in the northern continent, Lanqi got a noble pink sacred spell card [Taboo Curse] from the Helrom Endless Library, and asked [Great Love Poet] to combine the principle of [Compassion Poem] to transform it into a new magic-

With the consent of the target, you can sign a temporary subordinate contract with the demons, transform them into your own summoned demons, and establish a weak mind communication with them.

And once you have the attributes of a summoned demon, you can be sealed into a magic card by [Nuclear Fusion Wolf].

The previous bishop vote, Lanqi lent the three phantoms to Sigrid, and now the three great demons have all turned back into Lanqi's servants.

The corresponding problem is that after the contract is signed, they will keep talking to themselves, especially Antanas, who is particularly noisy.

Lanqi's mind is now full of her voice.

Although Antanas wants to support first, Planai advises Lanqi that if they can solve the problem without using their power, try not to let them appear, but Planai will launch super long-range attack magic when necessary.

Because if the three of them take action, after today, the enemy is likely to confirm the existence of the three eighth-level ones.

As the three of them have the highest information gap in combat power, it is naturally best to hide them.

In the end, Lanqi agreed with Planai's advice.

"Why... do you want to trick the Son of Destruction to escape?"

Hyperion looked up and looked at Lanqi nervously and asked.

"The three phantom demons are my trump cards for going to the Cremon Empire to save Duke Migaia and Duchess Ifatia. It's too early to expose them on the battlefield now."

Lanqi smiled helplessly and replied.

"..."

Hyperion immediately grabbed Lanqi's clothes tightly, not knowing what to say for a while.

She said too many words of thanks, so she began to become speechless.

I can only remember everything in my heart until I can repay him one day.

It took a long time like this.

She finally slowly loosened her hand, as if she realized something.

"By the way... can you put me down..."

Huprienne blushed slightly and stammered.

She let Lanqi hold her for a long time without realizing it. Before, Salomon didn't leave, or maybe she just couldn't recover from the shock. Now Salomon has completely left, and there is no reason for her to let Lanqi hold her anymore.

"Can you stand steady? Are you injured?"

Lanqi didn't move, just asked.

"Uh..."

Huprienne hesitated for a while,

"I feel... I feel like my leg may be a little twisted, can you..."

She was a little embarrassed to continue, because she wondered if her lie would be too obvious.

"Then I'll take you to a safe place."

Lanqi replied.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Huprienne felt even more ashamed when she heard Lanqi agree, and lowered her head in response.

"It's okay, you're light, it's not hard at all."

Lan Qi smiled.

"..."

Hupriyan should have been happy about this sincere compliment, but now she just felt a little scared.

How did he manage to not say a word but keep talking about it...

Forget it, don't think about it.

Hupriyan simply closed her eyes, leaned on Lan Qi's shoulder, and pretended to be asleep.

...

At the same time, on the other side.

In the middle of the main city of Nanwantina, close to the southern district, unrest and uneasiness permeated every corner, and from time to time there was a roar of the earth from the southernmost part.

On the street, the sergeants in shining armor hurriedly passed through, and the footsteps of the heavy armor echoed in the silent night sky, as if constantly reminding the residents of this town that the danger tonight was not far away.

And in this tense atmosphere, a lonely figure quietly walked through the dark alleys.

He was wearing a dark cloak, and his steps were light and agile, as if he was integrated with the night.

In the narrow alley, the dilapidated stone buildings cast mottled shadows in the moonlight, and the intermittent lights on the windows flickered, revealing the residents' worries and uneasiness about this uneasy night. Occasionally, a cat's cry or the creaking of a wooden door came from a corner.

Salomon used life magic to clean the blood on his face, not wanting anyone else to see that he was in a bad state at the moment. His footsteps seemed to know this road well, or maybe someone was helping him plan the route at the moment. He flexibly shuttled in the shadows, avoiding the occasional patrolling soldiers. Even in such a turbulent moment, he seemed unusually calm.

Finally, after crossing a street, a faint fire and a familiar figure appeared in front.

"Sir, please take this path."

The archpriest who met him stretched out his hand and guided.

Salomon nodded, then walked to the corner and walked into a deeper dark alley again.

He had informed the group of loyal archpriests of destruction one by one of the next action plan.

The archpriest of the East District was ready to launch the final attack.

Those who stayed in the northwest area waited for Loren to be lured away and immediately went to assassinate Miss Hyperion!

Those in the south area were responsible for helping him retreat.

Even if the furious Loren comes after him, he will give priority to rescuing the civilians whose lives are threatened by the high priests, or in other words, the civilians in the city of Nanwantina are all his hostages.

Salomon can't wait to see Loren's frustrated and helpless look.

Loren is strong.

Unfortunately, he traded his brain for it.

From the story told by Ivanos, Salomon analyzed that Loren is a person who can't make the right choice, especially the difficult problem of choosing to protect a specific person or a group of people. Loren who wants to protect both sides and is indecisive will end up protecting no one!

"Although I don't know who the guy who fought with the Marquis of Somerset in the south is, Loren, you are too honest after all."

Salomon smiled maliciously.

Suddenly.

Salomon felt a chill in his lower back, followed by a stinging pain that was about to drain all his strength away, spreading from the cold to his limbs.

He was a little unbelievable.

At this moment.

The archpriest following behind Salomon stabbed Salomon in the waist.

Salomon turned his head in shock, only to see that the archpriest who was following behind him had an extremely cold look in his eyes, and had retreated and distanced himself.

"You..."

Salomon trembled in disbelief and half-knelt on the ground.

What frightened him was not the change of the archpriest behind him.

But the figures of a group of archpriests walked out from the end of the alley.

They were all archpriests of the destruction branch. Their job today was to attack at the right time, and to attract firepower after successfully killing Hyperion, and help Salomon retreat.

However.

The eyes of this group of people were chaotic, as if they were completely brainwashed, and they walked towards Salomon with heavy steps.

"Salomon, you are so cruel..."

"Sure enough, he is right, you just want us to die, only he will love us."

"You are the obstacle on our road to happiness..."

"You must die here today!!!"

Some of them, their eyes almost protruded from their eye sockets, their pupils were abnormally dilated, and they looked congested and excited. Some of them, their eyes and mouths were curved like crescents, and their terrible aura and weird smiles were like a group of serial killers who only appeared at night.

Under the faint scarlet moonlight, their shadows were long in the dark alley, and the muscles on their faces seemed to twitch due to long-term tension. They silently chanted "love", "happiness", "Goddess", and every breath was accompanied by a weird tremor.

Then.

Time seemed to start to speed up.

All the priests of destruction rushed towards the damaged Salomon like crazy.

Salomon was completely dumbfounded.

What indescribable evil demon must have happened to this group of people, so they all became like this!

Salomon's heartbeat was like a drum, blood was beating rapidly in his pulse, and an invisible fear was spreading.

No, escape, escape to the south!

Since Loren is in the northwest, the person who is fighting with Marquis Somerset in the south is most likely the mysterious cardinal.

They shouldn't have fought, because the blood clan and the Resurrection Church are not mortal enemies.

The news that "Nanwantina has the evil god" must be passed on!

As long as we can reach the south of the city and find Marquis Somerset and the cardinal from the northern continent, there is still hope for survival!