Chapter 350 Lanqi's Guards

Agnello's fingers were gripping the microphone of the magic device, not knowing whether to loosen them or continue to hold them tightly until his knuckles turned white.

His chest felt like it was being pressed down by a heavy stone, and breathing seemed a little difficult.

This bright space, this office that should have brought him peace of mind, suddenly turned into a closed cage from which he still could not escape, locking him in even more clearly.

It should obviously be a communication link to the imperial capital.

Why was there such a familiar yet strange voice coming from the other side? Agnello's thoughts raced in his mind.

How could the dedicated communication line between the Snowfield Province and the Imperial Capital Helrom be occupied by someone else?

Could it be that the entire imperial capital and the entire battle line had already fallen into the hands of the enemy? This was impossible, absolutely impossible!

It must be his illusion! Agnello's eyes flashed with fear like a trapped beast, wanting to see the truth.

Panic spread in his heart, and he finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly, but he tried his best to remain calm: "Excuse me, which officer of the Imperial Defense Department are you?"

"We just met. Have you forgotten my voice so quickly?"

The other party was still relaxed and had a slight smile on his face.

The sound of this confirmation hit Agnello's heart like a hammer.

Agnello's reaction was quick, but he was still obviously a step slow.

He wanted to evacuate this enclosed space and further escape from the weird city of Bonn, but the moment he was about to let go of the microphone, an intense numbness struck him like a thunderbolt and instantly spread throughout his body.

There are traps in the Governor's office?! When Agnello, in panic, tried to mobilize his magic power, he was surrounded by an indescribable feeling of heaviness and sluggishness, as if a bird that was about to flap its wings suddenly fell from the sky and turned into a mountain pressing on him!

He tried to struggle, but his body was fixed in place, and even taking a small step was extremely difficult.

A deep blue light began to emanate from the walls of the entire office. It was the symbol of a military-grade anti-magic barrier, as well as a city defense barrier that had a suppressive effect on violent thugs in the city-state.

At the same time, poisonous gas began to flow into the ventilation ducts in the room.

Even though the Son of Nirvana held his breath at the first moment, he began to feel weak and his vision became blurry.

The space seemed to be compressed and collapsed, the air became thin, and was about to squeeze the life out of his body.

Agnello now realized that he had fallen into a big trap.

Under normal circumstances, the top level in a province is only a few at level six, and even level five is rare, not worth his attention at all. But at this moment, he is trapped in such a cage, in extreme danger! His face is pale, his eyes are full of anxiety, and a trace of cold sweat slides down his forehead.

Agnello tried hard to stay awake, but every cell in his body seemed to tell him that this might be a desperate situation from which there was no escape.

As the double barrier was fully formed, the door of the Governor's office was violently pushed open. The high priest of the Silent Branch had disappeared, and only the provincial elite led by Viscount Kingston walked in.

The heavy sound of pairs of shoes stepping on the luxurious carpet, like the footsteps of the god of death, echoed in the magnificent governor's office, and the oppressive feeling it gave Alone was even more terrifying than the restraint of the anti-magic barrier.

Rushing in were several fully armed provincial combat elites. They had been prepared for this, with deep eyes and looked cold and soulless, like demon warriors on an ancient battlefield.

Previously, in order to fight against the Ghost Party, the elite forces of the entire province were assembled and under the guidance of Ranchi, a short-term training was carried out. Later, Char continued to transmit the Governor's tactics and combat concepts as a guide, and it has now become a mature extermination force.

Those summoned by Viscount Kingston were all captain-level fifth-order warriors.

The masked soldiers launched their attack without giving Agnello any chance to explain. A light soldier suddenly rushed forward, punching Agnello's chin with both fists, while several other heavy soldiers quickly held ice spikes and surrounded Agnello. Not a single move was wasted.

The sharp ice spikes in their hands were flowing with dark black curse marks. They were not natural ice, but military magic devices with powerful silencing and freezing effects.

Although the paralysis effect on Agnello's body had just been removed by his purification, he was suppressed by the barrier, and even the flow of magic power and the speed of casting spells were slowed down several times. The poisonous gas in the room continued. He tried his best to use his fighting instinct to avoid the sneak attack of the light warriors, and tried to use his casting energy to barely resist with the release of spells, but compared with those heavy warriors in full state, he was like a cartilage beast surrounded by elite hunters, vulnerable! A heavy warrior rushed to Agnello first, holding an ice spike and trying to pierce his limbs. Agnello was not to be outdone, and his movements were restricted, but he could still mobilize the most basic magic power and quickly transmit it to his wrist. When the ice spike was about to touch his wrist, the strong burst instantly bounced a circle of heavy warriors away.

In an instant, Agnello tried to summon his own magic power, and dark gray flames surged from under his feet, trying to burn away the enemy's blockade.

However, such difficult spellcasting seemed extremely slow in the eyes of the enemy. They had no fear or dread at all. One of them quickly held a shield in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, aiming at Agnello, trying to knock him to the ground.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The other two heavily-armored warriors had surrounded him from the flanks, unafraid of pain or injury, and the ice spikes in their hands stabbed towards Agnello as fast as poisonous snakes!

Agnello was trapped in two, and tried to use his magic to push away the warriors again. However, his already heavy feet were pulled hard all of a sudden. It turned out that another warrior had thrown an anchor with a chain when he was not paying attention, which hooked his feet tightly.

The light warrior approached again, but did not rush to attack. Instead, he used his companions' distraction to find a chance to either deal a fatal blow to Agnello or continue to interfere.

"You bastards!!"

Agnello roared, and the gray flames on his body formed a shield like a tornado to block the enemy's demon-sealing ice spikes.

But the Guards had already planned every step in a disciplined manner.

One of the light warriors suddenly sped up and rushed towards Agnello, holding the ice spikes tightly in both hands as if ready to die, and suddenly tried to pierce Agnello's eyes.

This stab forced Agnello to dodge in order to save his eyes.

However, before he could focus his hazy vision, a heavy warrior attacked from behind.

The tall and cold figure skillfully and quickly hit Agnello's head with a blunt weapon, making him feel dizzy. Then a heavy warrior wearing brass knuckles appeared on the side, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes. With a roar, he hit Agnello's stomach with a heavy uppercut, making him feel as if he was burst by the fist! 　Four chapters today, two chapters are still being revised, and they will be revised before 9:30 　　 　 (this chapter is finished)