The noise in the pyramid has already awakened the entire city of Maca.
Many windows are spitting out flames.
Under the night, the fire in the pyramid can be seen from almost every corner of the city.
Almost everyone walked to the street and quietly watched the chaos in the pyramid.
No one, neither the residents nor the warriors who remained in the city, went to the pyramid.
Su used the power of thunder to attack Maca City, but the time was still short and he was unable to control the entire city.
There was silence in the governor's palace at the top of the pyramid.
Except for the thick smell of blood, it seemed that nothing else existed.
A person is standing or sitting, and one can still tell from their posture what they were doing before they were born, but now they are all dead.
There were only one or two wounds on their bodies, but they destroyed all their vitality in a very short time.
Because death comes so quickly, they still retain the expressions they had at the last moment of their lives.
Their bodies, which tightened and contracted before death, even allowed them to maintain the same posture at the last moment.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
A Hercula suddenly appeared in the palace.
After a brief recognition of its direction, it ran towards the window on the other side of the hall.
Its limbs, which are more than one meter long, become a unique weapon at this time, allowing its movement speed to be almost unaffected by any obstacles, and it can move at full speed even if it is attached to the wall or suspended from the ceiling.
Its limbs alternately moved rapidly, like a large spider whose speed increased dozens of times, crossing the lobby dozens of meters in an instant and appearing at the window.
Without any hesitation, the Hercula jumped out of the window and ran into the distance.
The sound of dragging chains sounded again in the empty palace.
A figure that disappeared and appeared came out of a room and walked towards the window where Herkula escaped.
The footsteps were rhythmic and slow, like walking in the woods.
But in just two or three steps, this person appeared next to the window and slowly emerged.
This is a very thin and handsome young man, with long black hair hanging freely, and a very handsome face, but he is as pale as a dead person who has just crawled out of a coffin.
He wore a high-collared white shirt and a dark black dress jacket, and his whole body exuded a dark and decadent atmosphere of decadent aristocracy.
His eyes are light gray, which is a rare eye color, almost blending into the whites of his eyes.
The pale and weakened hand was wrapped with five iron chains, and at the end of each chain was a Herkula corpse.
He stood at the window and looked out.
Although there was only darkness outside the window, the image of a fast running Hercula appeared in his pupils.
The young man quickly estimated the distance and said to himself: "It will be a bit troublesome to chase it at a distance of 1,300 meters.
The knife just now did not affect its mobility, which is really surprising.
Forget it, these specimens on hand are enough to make a difference.
Now, it’s time to find that little girl.
I like her smell very much, but where is she hiding?
Well, I have always hated hide and seek."
If you look carefully, you will find that the five Herkula corpses tied to the chains have different injuries.
Some retain their complete upper bodies, some retain their limbs, and some retain their complete heads.
Putting the whole parts together, they are exactly a whole Herkula.
His figure disappeared into the darkness again, and only the sound of the dragging chains echoed in the palace.
A few minutes later, he appeared in a secret room.
A large hole was punched out of the one-meter-thick rock wall that sealed the secret room.
His eyes swept across the small secret room, and then fell on a blood-stained dress.
The young man grabbed the long skirt and sniffed it hard.
The strong smell of girl, youth, ability and potential was all on the long skirt.
But there was only one dress in the secret room, and the blood should have been sprinkled on it.
And the few drops of blood that led him here along the way were probably man-made.
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In a word, he was fooled.
The young man stood quietly, but the five iron chains in his hands made a squeaking sound and were instantly crushed into a ball.
With a grinding sound that made one's teeth hurt, a completely deformed steel side door of the palace was pushed open, and a red-robed warrior squeezed in.
His face was ferocious, his upper body was covered with crisscross claw marks and tooth marks, and there were two rows of tooth holes on the top of his bald head, oozing blood.
The most eye-catching thing is that his left arm has disappeared at shoulder level.
When the red-robed warrior entered the palace, his face immediately condensed, and he realized that the entire palace was filled with the aura of death.
Then, he saw the young man standing at the window.
He took a few steps quickly, but stopped when he was ten meters behind the young man, as if there was an invisible boundary there.
The red-robed warrior's eyes showed both respect and deep caution.
The young man suddenly laughed.
Without looking back, he said leisurely: "Don't be so nervous.
In your current state, if I want to kill you, it will be useless for you to be on guard.
You are the only red person alive now."
It won’t look good if you die too.
Besides, I have something else I can leave to you.”
The red-robed warrior's face condensed, and he asked in a deep voice: "Everyone else is dead, but we have a total of five people here this time, are there the other four?"
"How many er, weird wolves have you encountered?"
the young man interrupted the red-robed warrior and asked.
"Four.
I killed two, and the other two ran away."
The red-robed warrior answered.
The young man shrugged, glanced at the red-robed warrior's severed arm, and said, "You are lucky, because everyone else has encountered at least six strange wolves.
So you are still alive, although you are a bit embarrassed."
The young man waved his right hand, and with a clatter, the five Herkula corpses tied to iron chains were thrown to the feet of the red-robed warrior.
"Now your job is to bring these things back.
The old guy will definitely like this gift."
"But if I go back, no one will occupy this place."
The red-robed warrior obviously did not obey the young man's words, and his implication was that he did not think that the young man would honestly guard the pyramid until the red army arrived. .
The pyramid is not only symbolic, it is also the biological center and industrial center of the entire region.
Occupying the pyramid is equivalent to occupying most of Maca City.
"It's useless for you to stay, if those things come back two or three more times."
The young man rudely undermined the confidence of the red-robed warrior.
The red-robed warrior remained silent, knowing that what the young man said was true.
He doesn't have to obey the other party's orders, but the corpses of the five Hercula are indeed worth a lot.
Attacking the pyramid was originally expected to be a relaxing and enjoyable process, but unexpectedly it would turn out to result in almost the annihilation of the red-robed warriors.
"Then what's your next plan?"
the red-robed warrior asked.
"I'm walking around.
It's still early to go back anyway."
After saying that, the young man jumped out of the window.
He opened his arms in the air, and his open dress fluttered in the wind, like black wings.
Relying on this negligible levitation force, he actually flew farther and farther in the night, like a bat under the moon.
The red-robed warrior had no choice.
He looked at his completely broken left arm, and finally leaned over to tie the five Hercula together with chains, carry them behind his back, and then left under the cover of night.
Canossa, who was still traveling through the mountains and rainforests, opened his eyes, and his pupils actually emitted a red-and-gold light.
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After reading the message transmitted by the Tungus War Eagle with this light, the red Duke's eyebrows immediately frowned together.
He remained silent and handed the package to a red-robed warrior who was following the giant wolf.
The first time he saw the secret message, he exclaimed in a low voice: "Isn't Kakaremi the four samurai who died in battle there?"
"That's right.
It is said that there are a lot of strange creatures that have never been seen before in the pyramid, and all the red-robed warriors died under their claws.
Kakaremi also said that those guys who are somewhat similar to wolves give him the feeling It's very similar to the Hercula in the temple," the Red Duke said calmly.
"This is really unbelievable."
The leader of the red-robed warriors said solemnly.
He read the secret message several times before patting the giant wolf under the red throne and said: "Herkula may not be the strongest, but it is the most successful weapon cultivated by the temple over the years.
And after passing After three enhancements, I believe that no biological weapon of the same size can be our opponent.
But a red-robed warrior can deal with ten-headed Herkula, so I think this is incredible."
"Kakaremi will not lie about this kind of thing.
And I trust his judgment more."
Canossa said slowly, a shadow covering his face.
The leader of the red-robed warriors was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "Grand Duke, I hope you can understand that the black-robed warriors have no credibility at all."
The Red Duke obviously disagreed with his conclusion and said with a smile: "If you just look at their past records, they have a good reputation."
"But they are a group of degenerates who can dedicate their souls to the darkness and the devil for the sake of power."
The voice of the leader of the red-robed warriors increased significantly.
On the issue of faith, he could not give in.
"Obviously, then, faith has nothing to do with strength."
Canossa said coldly.
"Grand Duke, please be careful with your words.
You have insulted the Supreme Sun God."
The Red Duke smiled and said, "Really?
It's a pity that the High Priest has always thought that my faith is very pious.
If you want to convict me, wait until you become the Red-robed High Priest, but" The red-robed warrior leader's face was extremely gloomy.
Of course he knew the unspoken subtext of the red archduke: You can't become the red-robed high priest at all.
This is a secret that only the top brass of the Sun Temple can know, but with the red archduke's status in the empire, status, it is quite normal to know this secret.
The arrogance and anger of the red-robed warrior leader completely disappeared at this moment.
He did have the impulse to use force to resolve this conflict of fundamental beliefs.
But his reason told him that it was very unwise to do so.
Not to mention that he still needs to obey any orders of the Red Duke in this operation, even if he really takes action at all costs, facing Canossa who only those guys in black robes can compete with, the ending will not be so happy.
So the invading team advanced in silence.
At the same moment, Su was faced with another kind of trouble
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