Chapter 511: The one with the sword hanging over his head is Kashen. He hits the saint with one stri
The whole story of the incident - originally, Kashin just went ahead.
On the Magic Island, when Ms. Baileyteri returned to the Magic Island to deliver a letter, Cashen, with his keen insight, foresaw that the magician would be involved in this action.
According to Blainey's prediction, a terrible plague might spread across the country.
Under such circumstances, magicians also have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting the plague, which is undoubtedly a heavy workload.
Not only do they have to participate in the battle to eliminate the church's armed forces, but they also have to take on the mission of protecting the people from the plague.
As soon as they arrived, Kashin reacted quickly. He stared at the target below like a cheetah locking onto its prey.
He seemed to be able to give up paying attention to other targets, because he knew very well that in the current situation, this target was the key, the enemy with the highest cultivation level.
At this moment, Kashin continued to meditate, and as he prepared for battle, his target came closer and closer.
The ordinary mercenary guards did not notice the Shadow Priest's ease in moving through the corridor, and Kashin knew the reason very well.
The reason why she didn't kill anyone was because she knew very well that in this dangerous environment, any slight disturbance could lead to trouble and cause unnecessary complications.
Once someone is killed, the bloody smell is likely to attract more enemies and may also cause unnecessary chaos.
So, she chose to sneak up the stairs, trying to pass through the dangers quietly and find a safe way out.
However, now that he thought about it carefully, the situation that Shadow Priest Rice was facing was extremely grim. There were magicians and mercenaries everywhere outside, and they were like a tight net that surrounded this area.
In this situation, it was almost impossible to escape from the ground. Rice's mind quickly analyzed various possibilities and he realized that the only escape route might be the roof.
Although it is full of unknown dangers, there may still be a glimmer of hope compared to the heavily surrounded ground.
Perhaps on the roof, you can find some unexpected escape routes, or use the complex terrain of the roof to avoid enemy pursuit.
But this was only a faint hope. Les knew that he was about to face an extremely difficult challenge. His companions could not escape within twenty minutes and were destined to be killed by these demons.
Rice passed the road easily. According to her perception, there were two people hiding here. It can be seen that there were secret sentries hiding in the houses all over the city. Even if she escaped, she had to be extremely careful.
So he passed the second and third floors easily, and as he walked up the slightly narrow stairs, he immediately started to sense whether there were any signs of life outside.
After a brief exploration, he breathed a sigh of relief. There was no sign of life outside, so it seemed impossible to deploy heavy troops everywhere.
"Lord, no matter what awaits me ahead, I will leave everything in your hands. I believe that your guidance is the best, even if I may not understand it. I am willing to obey your will and dedicate everything to the prosperity of the Holy Religion..."
She took a few steps and opened the low wooden door. She instantly felt the strong wind outside, making a whistling sound. She immediately closed the door and made some adjustments, not rushing to go out.
First, he took off his masked robe and took out the fine cotton lining, which was the most cold-resistant. It had a layer of camel wool inside, which was specially designed for ice and snow. It would keep him warmer after he put it on. Then he put on a set of dark green leather armor.
The small cross crossbow has a very complex design and is obviously top-grade at first glance. The two-handed daggers are inserted at the waist, and there is also an exquisite dagger placed in the cuffs, which are fastened with hidden buckles on the inner wall of the armor.
Then he hung the climbing rope behind him, did everything, put on the black steel mask, and put on a short cloak that covered his back only to the waist, and its shape resembled bat wings.
After doing all this, Rice opened the door again, faced the biting cold wind, took a deep breath, and immediately walked to the balcony railing, looking for a way to break through and rescue his companions.
She already knew this area by heart and had thoroughly scouted the surrounding terrain...
He paid no attention to the "snow piles" passing by and focused on observing the path to break out from the roof.
Fortunately, she was able to move across the roof to a place near her companions' residence. At this moment, she was very cautious, paying attention to every tree and blade of grass nearby.
After planning the route, Rice prepared to start running and jump to another rooftop...
She took a deep breath and started running. At that moment, a silver light shot out from the snow pile and hit her right leg. She felt pain immediately, lost her balance, and fell flat on her back...
The snow pile suddenly cracked, and the snow blocks scattered around like an explosion, hitting the surroundings like stones. Poor Rice was still in shock and was hit by several pieces of snow.
The pain came, the joints of my right leg were broken, the pain was excruciating, and while I was still in shock I was hit by a piece of snow, my back was burning with pain.
She didn't understand why someone would...
She felt annoyed. It turned out that the Lord had predicted it with all his strength, but she had not comprehended the divination mystery of the sword hanging over her head...
Kashin heard the sound of a woman crying and saw her rolling on the ground, but he remained indifferent and just watched coldly.
"Haha! Spreading the plague? Are you happy? It's your turn. Death is a luxury. Too many people died from the plague in Shadowmoon City. They are coming to claim your lives."
"You! Why are you here? I! didn't sense your presence, why?".
Kashin sneered: "Think carefully about how to ask for forgiveness. You are not qualified to ask about my affairs."
Kashin took out his bow, stepped back a few steps, and slowly shot three arrows into her hands and left leg. The wailing sound was endless and extremely miserable...
"Dark Priest, give up this idea! I can't get close to take a look. Now your limbs are broken. Just wait for someone to take you to the Mercenary Association for interrogation. Maybe you will feel better if you tell the truth. If you resist stubbornly, you will not be treated as a human being..."
Kashin no longer paid attention to Les, whose limbs were broken by heavy arrows, and called on his men to take the prisoner away.
Kashin finally opened the ration bag and ate it with relish. He really enjoyed the sounds of the criminals wailing and screaming, which increased his appetite.
"Hahaha, what a wonderful experience, so satisfying! If I can't eat in the future, I will beat the believers to make noises, which will definitely help me eat. Well, what a wonderful experience!"
Three people came down and saw Rice, whose limbs were shot off by Kashin. They took off his mask and slapped him more than ten times: "Damned Black Pastor, how dare you spread the plague? You killed seven people in my family, and now there are only three left, and we are still in mourning!"
The shadow priest had no dignity at this moment. He was slapped in the face until his skin was torn. Others stomped on the wounds on his limbs, causing Rice's wailing to grow louder. He fainted soon after.
The mercenary then saluted and said: "Your Excellency, Viscount, we will take the prisoner away and interrogate him strictly. Anyway, we will burn him to death after torturing him for seven days. It will be a seven-day tour of hell for him..."
Kashin understood that according to the rules of interrogation techniques and records, all torture items were arranged according to the process. All methods were used up in exactly seven days, and the prisoner would complete his service for a full seven days under the supervision of a doctor.
Female prisoners? Haha! That is so cruel and inhumane. I am scared just thinking about it.
Kashen smiled slightly: "Thank you, they are the sinners of Shadowmoon City. Let our citizens watch the ceremony to vent their resentment, and let the church know that we are not vegetarians!"
After that, he sat down again to eat some food, and then went to another place to check the situation. According to Angel's vision, there was a "hunting" going on over there, so Kashen was in a good mood.
Watching the wailing female shadow priest, knowing that what awaits her is a "seven-day trip to hell", it would be best if she confessed, so as to find useful information and strike at the source.