There was a mess inside the small building, and the hundreds of guards under Titian's command outside the small building did not go in to mingle.
The noble lords fought each other, even if they broke the bones, it would be fine, but if these guards went in and moved, then even if it was just a noble lord's arm that scratched a little skin, maybe dozens of heads fell to the ground.
Therefore, all the guards are strictly guarding their posts, and they should not hear the noise and fighting in the small building, they have seen this kind of thing a lot.
In Titian's club, if there were not a few fights in a month, it must have been the gods who appeared.
The experienced guards would never move a single step unless they were called to do so by Titian.
A team of ten guards with a fierce fighting dog walked slowly by the river, hundreds of people in the small building are from the top aristocratic families in the imperial capital, any one of them has an accident is a great trouble, so the precautions here are strict, even if there are several teams of guards patrolling the riverside at all times.
Because of the slow flow of this large river bay, a thick layer of ice has formed on the water surface of the bay in the winter when the main river channel is still choppy.
The guards walked slowly along the shore with their fighting dogs, vigilantly watching the movement on the ice in the distance.
If someone wanted to invade, they could only run through the ice, and as for underwater, they never believed that someone could invade from underwater.
The ice here is nearly one meter thick, not to mention ordinary thieves, even masters of vindictive cultivation are rare to break through such a thick layer of ice on a cold winter night.
Even if they could break through the ice, it would be impossible for them not to make any noise.
So the guards' attention was on the distance, except for the fighting dog they were leading, which suddenly struggled hard as it passed over a stretch of ice, and roared a few lowly.
The guards were startled, and they hurriedly looked around for a while, but there was no movement around them.
The guard who led the fighting dog kicked the fighting dog's ass fiercely, whispered a few words, and then forcibly led it out of here.
A group of guards had just left, and not far from them, a hole two meters in diameter suddenly appeared in the thick ice.
A stream of clear water surged up silently several meters high, turning into a huge palm holding several figures and sending them towards the trees in the distance.
The men stood firmly in the big hands of the river, and the big hands sent them into the woods, and they slowly walked to a few branches and stood still, looking coldly at the small buildings that had become a mess in the distance.
The large hand of the water slowly retracted into the bay, and the broken ice hole quickly rethawed, merging with the surrounding ice cubes, leaving no trace.
In the darkness, it was vaguely visible that the men were seven men and one woman, led by a man wearing a fiery red cloak.
The tall man stood steadily on a branch no thicker than a baby's arm, and let the cold wind blow, but his body and the branch under his feet did not move.
The whole body is wrapped in a cloak, and only one hand is exposed outside the sleeve.
It was a strange palm that shone with a strange metallic sheen, and when you look at it, it hurts as if your eyeball has been pierced by a blade.
He held a string of one hundred and eight blood-colored beads the size of his thumb, and he was slowly turning the strings one by one, and he was muttering something in his mouth.
After a long time, he saw Erham and the others walking into the small building under the leadership of the guards, and the red-robed man snorted in a low voice.
His voice was low and hoarse, like two ancient rocks colliding against each other, giving people a strange sense of rigidity, sluggishness, and not going in circles.
"Fallen Son of God," the red-robed man muttered in a low voice, "the original sin hidden in the depths of the soul, the darkness envelops their divine light, and only the flame of destruction can punish everything, purify everything, and save everything." ” The bead string in his hand was turning faster and faster, and the red-robed man asked the woman beside him in a low voice: "With the way they are now, it will be a disaster if they are allowed to ascend to the position they wanted." ” The woman in the water-colored cloak smiled softly: "So, everything depends on your decision. ” The red-robed man smiled coldly, he turned his body and looked at the black-robed man standing beside him, respectfully bent slightly, short and fat like a ball of flesh.
The red-robed man's entire face was shrouded in darkness, only his eyes shone in the darkness, and the strict light of light red metal made the black-robed man stiff, and cold sweat continued to emerge from his body.
In the middle of winter, the thick winter coat on the short and fat man's body was soaked with cold sweat.
"Remember, the most important thing is that there are two divinities.
Those two divinities cannot be obtained by me, so they cannot be obtained by anyone who is in the way of the eyes.
The ruffians of the streets, the lowliest and the lowliest, can get those two divinities, but those who stand in our way cannot get these two divinities."
The red-robed man muttered in a low voice, his voice becoming more and more hoarse and low, like the whispering of a demon, and as if the gods above were unconsciously talking to themselves.
The stocky man's head was almost touching his toes, and his voice was full of respect and fear: "As you wish, your honorable lord." ” The red-robed man sighed lightly, and he nodded slowly: "Do these things well, and you will definitely get what you ask for."
According to my information, they have already sent people from their family to support them, and they can't be allowed to meet.
You know what to do, what you can do, don't you" The short and fat man nodded and bowed repeatedly, and he respectfully accompanied the smiling face: "Your will is everything to the humble me, and what you ask will definitely be fulfilled."
No matter what the cost, their support will not meet them.
They will be isolated, they will be trapped here, and they must follow your will to the end you have arranged for them. ” The red-robed man smiled, and he took out a fist-sized red bead from his sleeve and handed it to the stocky man.
"When you kill them, use the secret method I taught you to activate it, so that no one will know that something happened to them.
Remember, it must be after the hands are on hand to trigger it, otherwise its fluctuations will make them feel that any of your traps and machinations will not work. ” After a moment of silence, the red-robed man patted the short and fat man's shoulder: "I know your strength."
Try to do it, it's not difficult. ” The short and fat man took the red bead and greeted him with a flattering smile.
In the distance, a light shone on the side face of the short and fat man, and the fat face seemed familiar
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