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His confidence comes from this.
The Griffin Legion actually had more than the 500 people claimed, but 5,000, and they were equipped with genuine griffins as mounts, not defective ones without wings.
Most of Lake's thousands of years of accumulation and the rich legacy inherited from the Ice and Snow Empire were spent on this legion.
There were about fifty people outside the hotel, and the rest of the cavalry were mostly on standby at the four gates of the royal capital.
If someone goes out secretly, they just need to delay him and capture him alive when Blois arrives.
After that, the two of them didn't talk about anything useful until they went back to their rooms to rest.
Zhang Mu put away his phone and returned to Mi He's room.
Only Soran was in the room, sitting by the bed, flipping through the information given by the second prince.
After removing the shadow spell and revealing himself, he walked to the table, poured a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp: "Did you find anything useful?"
Shaking his head, he asked, "Lord City Lord, how about you?"
"We have obtained the irrefutable evidence, and we have also found out the method of sacrifice."
"Can it be destroyed?"
"It won't work." Zhang Mu turned around and sat on the wooden chair, "The nodes of the blood sacrifice array are all in the city, and soldiers are arranged to guard them.
If you want to destroy it, you have to get rid of the soldiers, but once you move the soldiers, the church will come.”
"Then... we can only find a way to reveal the truth?"
"Yes, and they cannot be separated. All city lords must flee together."
"why?"
"The Griffin Legion is guarding the city gate, and if a few of us go out, we will be arrested.
Only if we charge together and have more people can they not catch us."
Soran nodded in understanding: "Now we just need to gain the trust of the city lords."
"It was originally like this..."
Zhang Mu couldn't help rubbing his head in pain.
The Griffin Legion is guarding the gate, and escaping in batches is a sure death. The only way is for everyone to act together in an organized manner.
That's the problem.
Hundreds of city lords do not belong to the same camp and are hostile to each other.
How can we convey the message to all city lords at the same time?
You know, there are two people watching on the roof.
The crowd slowly gathered, telling the two that we were about to cause trouble.
After thinking hard for a while, Zhang Mu's eyes suddenly lit up: "I got it!"
"What happened?" Soran asked blankly.
"There is a way..."
"Your Excellency Marshal!" Domit and Mih walked into the house one after another.
"Guess..."
"Wait a minute." Zhang Mu raised his hand to interrupt, "Did Dam and the others enter the city safely?"
"Yes."
"Where is it placed?"
"Rose Hotel."
Not far away, just two streets away.
After doing that, Zhang Mu felt his shoulders lighten a little: "What were you going to say?"
Domit's disconnected thoughts reconnected, and he said in a shocked tone, "Guess who we met?"
"Who?"
"The workers who worked for you in Ghor!"
Zhang Mu had a bad feeling in his heart and frowned: "Young man, always smiling?"
Mih was stunned: "How do you know?"
"Where is he?"
"Also in Qiang... uh."
The figure sitting on the wooden chair suddenly disappeared, leaving the three people looking at each other in confusion, not understanding why that person made him so excited.
Here, Zhang Mu activated the shadow technique and rushed out directly from the balcony, arriving at the Rose Hotel at an almost crazy speed.
Without asking Domit's phone numbers, Zhang Mu started looking for them one by one.
Fortunately, the hotel was of average size and had few rooms, so we soon saw the young Pope lying on the bed in a room.
He seemed very tired and slept very soundly.
Zhang Mu stepped forward, roughly grabbed the man by the collar with one hand and dragged him up, roaring: "Why are you here?!"
Waking up from his sleep, the young pope was drowsy and a little confused: "Who are you?"
"I ask!" Zhang Mu grabbed him with his other hand and shook him vigorously, "Why are you here?"
The roar almost broke his eardrums. He finally woke up and grabbed his hands in front of his chest: "Mr. City Lord, stop, stop for a moment, I'm about to faint!"
Seeing that he had rolled his eyes, Zhang Mu let go: "Stop talking nonsense and speak!"
He ran his hand down his chest, feeling his breathing even out, and then he said, "Mr. City Lord, I told you, it's all for the oracle."
oracle……
Zhang Mu's face was terribly gloomy: "Who is the oracle pointing to?"
"Uh..." The young Pope scratched his head awkwardly, "For now, I only know that it is in the capital."
"You told me it was Gul just over a month ago."
“It changed later.”
changed……
Although he guessed the result the first second he heard the young Pope arrive in the capital, when it actually became a reality, it still weighed heavily on his heart.
At first, Zhang Mu had some doubts about whether the so-called oracle had anything to do with himself or the people around him.
However, the young Pope, who was involved in the matter, did not have a deep understanding of it, so he put it aside for the time being.
However, when he brought Soran and the others to the capital, he followed them, which undoubtedly confirmed his suspicions.
The "he" in the oracle is right beside me, and I do not rule out the possibility that he is me.
Clenching his fists, Zhang Mu asked, "What should we do after we find him?"
"Take it back to the Holy Mountain of the Church."
"And then?"
"The oracle didn't say."
The knuckles of his clenched fists made crackling sounds, and he looked like he was going to punch him right there and then.
The young pope stepped back unconsciously: "Mr. City Lord, calm down, this is not my order."
indeed.
He is just an errand boy. Not to mention that Zhang Mu cannot defeat him even with his Word of Truth, even if he is beaten to death, someone else will come with the oracle.
After a long silence, Zhang Mu unclenched his fist and said, “Listen.
I don’t care if you are the noble pope or the only believer in the Sol Continent… If you dare to hurt me, you will die.”
"Uh... Mr. City Lord...
If this is the case, you will end up being an enemy of God. I advise you not to do this."
Stared at by Zhang Mu's stern eyes, his voice gradually became weaker.
After staring for a while, Zhang Mu turned and left: "I'm very busy and don't have time to bother with you. You stay in the hotel."
The young pope was the only legend in Sol Continent. He was threatened by a magician but he was not angry at all. He smiled and said:
"I didn't plan on leaving the hotel, anyway..."
He stopped talking midway and asked curiously, "What are you busy with?"
“Buy a cell phone.”
cell phone?
The young pope watched the figure disappear through the wall and asked himself in confusion, "What is a cell phone?"
Take a day off
As the title says, I have some personal matters today, so I'd like to take a day off.
Another day off
Will make up later
Chapter 271 Open the eyes of the city lords
Avril went out for shopping today, a rare occasion.
Ever since she learned of Zhang Mu's death and chose to take the risk to practice secret techniques, she has rarely left the palace.
Even if I occasionally go out, it is for important matters and I rush through the streets to my destination.
Maybe he had a premonition that everything was about to end.