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Chapter 33 Escape

Without any response, the gyro was right at the tip of Shuer's fingers, but nothing changed.

Shuer blinked, and more than twenty people around him blinked together, then suddenly Shuer kicked and kicked a bunch of toys on the ground away.

It seems that there is still no change.

No, it’s not that there is no change, the real change is behind you.

Yes, everyone's eyes were staring at Shuer's movements, and they did not notice any abnormalities, so that everyone ignored the changes from behind.

At this moment, Shur, with Lisa and Dark, was squatting in the place where the table was originally placed. The mercenaries protected Talina, the two children, and the two leaders of the parasite, surrounded the three of them and looked inside from the gap between the three. As for the other parasites, although the tent was large, it was still too crowded to stuff twenty people into it. Moreover, they were also timid and did not dare to get too close, so they were piled at the door of the tent, observing the movement inside in fear, and the real change happened behind them.

I don’t know if it was because I picked up the top or kicked the toy away—the difference between the two movements was only two seconds——Around the tent, including behind the parasites, suddenly there were countless figures. The figures appeared at the same time, and they were silent, without a trace of signs.

As soon as it appeared, before it could materialize in the visual effect, a few short screams came from the figure, followed by a wave of energy fluctuations. More than a dozen flying attack props mixed in four or five magics and blasted towards the crowd gathered by the parasites.

The unprepared parasites did not notice the abnormality behind them until then. As soon as they turned around, they saw the burning magic flames mixed with arrows and throwing weapons, and they smashed them to the forefront. They had no combat ability and had no time to react. They could only watch the flames and weapons get closer and closer, and when they were about to be swallowed by attack, they screamed in horror.

Just as the parasites held their heads and fell into the final despair, two figures suddenly emerged from the gaps in the crowd and stood in front of the crowd at the same time.

"The Lord said that this place should be protected by my divine body, in the name of the dark moon, holy."

So, a hemispherical light curtain was covered around the tent, protecting everyone in the light curtain.

Following closely behind were countless red gun shadows, a blood-red cavalry spear, which kept piercing out at an astonishing high speed beyond the visual limit, woven into a thin and dense invisible web. All the attacks that came were like flying insects facing a spider web, plunging into the net and could never escape.

This is of course Shuer and Dark.

As a warrior with absolutely rich experience, it is common sense among common sense to be prepared for unexpected events at any time.

The two of them knew the current situation. It would be fine if Sul's guess was wrong. If his guess was correct, it would mean that everyone would return to the real world of Pavatiga at the same time.

Where did it appear? The most likely thing is the caravan camp in the real world. What is the surrounding environment? No one knows that the caravan may have left, but it may also appear in front of more than 100 caravans out of thin air. If it appears in front of the caravan, what kind of welcome ceremony will it be? If it were yourself, dozens of people suddenly appeared in front of the wilderness, it would definitely be a fight. How important is it to attack first? Only the strong man who has truly experienced the tempering of blood understands.

If it weren't for me, the caravans wouldn't be stupid, and they wouldn't have to think about it. They would definitely do it too. This is already the instinct of the warriors. So, if you don't have a little vigilance, it's purely suicide.

Therefore, the two exchanged winks long before Shuer moved the gyro and other toys.

With the same rich experience and the same tacit understanding, the two no longer need verbal communication. The seemingly casual intersecting eyes have already determined their positions.

There is no need to discuss whether you will be attacked, no need to discuss whether you need to defend, and no need to discuss how much defense it will be made. The moment when the eyes are staggered, the two of them have made a conclusion in their minds.

You are outside, I am inside, you are targeted, and I am scoped.

The other knights were also a little prepared, but they were far behind Shuer and Dark. They had just held weapons in their hands and everything was over.

When everything came to peace, Shur held the spreading Dharma book in front of him with his left hand, and pointed to the ground with his right hand. The sacred aura surrounded him, and a slightly bright light shield guarded the surroundings.

Dark's rifle was standing casually on his shoulders, standing in front of Shuer. His casual standing posture made people feel that he didn't care about anything. It was hard to imagine that this person, this rifle, had just blocked dozens of different kinds of attacks in an instant.

"Stop, stop." It was not until this time that the familiar female voice came from the crowd opposite, and the rapid voice could not hide the excitement in my heart, "It's not the enemy."

Hearing this sound, Dark suddenly looked up at the sky, his fingers trembled in front of his chest, and drew a symbol representing Ms. Ye.

"Tsk tsk." The small movement was discovered by Shuer, but Shuer didn't sarcastically this time, and he slapped his tongue and let out a low laugh.

"Hmph." Dake didn't look back, just snorted coldly, so I wouldn't say thank you.

"Hey, duck, your gun is about to poke me."

"Well, I did it on purpose, why didn't I poke you to death?"

"I think you want to be beaten again, don't think my mace won't hit you."

"Come on the fight, idiot, see if your hammer is powerful or my blood rose is powerful."

"Come to fight? No, no, let's talk about it when you survive."

"Huh?" Dake then realized that the glimmering shield had dissipated at some point. At least twenty or thirty warriors were still surrounded by the tent with vigilance. A figure wrapped in purple lady's armor was spreading his arms and pounced towards him as quickly as possible.

"Wait, Malin, wait a moment." Although Dark also opened his arms to make a welcome move, he subconsciously took a step back.

The useless joy of losing and regaining has destroyed the female knight's calmness, trembling body, and the angle of her face tilted all illustrate her purpose.

"Wait a minute, yours..."

The purpose of course is Dark's lips. When the love in his heart is reached, the female knight has no time to care about being in public. The only thing that can express her current mood is the most intense kiss.

"Your...face armor." "Bang."

"The moon is above. May the Lord give mercy on your believers and bless our IQ not to decrease." Shure, who had already seen the ending, shrugged and circled his chest with a pity, "Lisa, did you see it? So I said, don't give up on your intellectual training at any moment."

"Yes." The girl who had already walked out of the tent held the brother's outstretched hand and nodded seriously, "When I thought that giving up my intelligence would become this stupid thing, my heart was filled with fear. Don't worry, brother, I will pay attention."

"Damn Shuer, you sarcastic bastard, have ruined the beautiful little lady. I... um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um

"What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly, please speak the common words." Suer spread his hands innocently. He ignored Dark, who was immersed in pain and happiness, gently pushed Lisa behind, and took a step back half a step.

"Ha." The girl of course understood what her brother meant. She sorted out the Dark Moon Holy Robe with good efficiency, and the Moon Crown was right above her head. She raised her head and raised her chest, and walked up to face hundreds of sights.

Look, Lord Dark Moon, Grandpa, and brother, Lisa will not be frightened. The seeds planted by his brother have taken root and sprouted. Let Lisa cultivate soil and water it and let it thrive.

"I wish you a greeting in the name of the Lord of Dark Moon." Standing in front of the crowd, her small body was filled with holiness and nobility, which made people involuntarily ignore her age. "Thank you, the members of the Chamber of Commerce, who protect the way back when we stay in the ghost space."

Beautiful work, Lisa, she decided as soon as she came up. Shuer had already given a thumbs up in secret. No matter what the reason, attacking the apostles of the gods and the archbishop of the church was a very serious act. Even if it was just a harsh word, it meant a provocation to the church and even the gods, let alone a direct attack.

If you want to make things worse, you can even directly define provocation as blasphemy. This is the only thing that the gods cannot tolerate. Once the identity of the enemy of God is determined, even the hostile church and gods will not shelter them.

But Lord Lisa's simple words gently expose the attack and defines the other party's behavior as a helper and guardian, not only so that the other party no longer has to worry about the misunderstanding just now, but also gives the other party enough. This is already a very good negotiation skill.

Tsk tsk, I don’t know who taught such a powerful archbishop. A certain combat priest is being shameless and entertaining himself, or is it more appropriate to think that he does not exist.

As Lisa said, people kept gathering around, and those who were obviously non-combatants were not guarding nearby. They were alarmed by the sudden incident and surrounded them one after another.

"Ms. Priesthood." Looking in the voice, a square appeared in front of him. Well, he was just a relatively solid figure and a square face. "I, Sauk from the Kingdom of Lint, the contemporary patriarch of the Merck family, on behalf of the Merck family and all members of the Leinster caravan of the Clement Chamber of Commerce, pay high respect to the great Lord of the Dark Moon."

Who is the Lord of Dark Moon? This is not important. The nobles' sacred knowledge made Count Merck hear this name and know that this is a true god, which is enough. An Archbishop of the true god is enough to make the Count lower his attitude.
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