Almighty Manor

On top of the galloping chariot, the towering, brawny man with open arms really resembles the ancient king of the world.

If the chariot under his seat is not painted with such a striking and amusing advertisement, the effect will be better.

One kilometer away from the chariot, in a galloping car, several people who looked like out-of-state tourists were holding binoculars and looking out.

Into the eye, is the burly figure standing on the roof of the car.

"Find it, they're there!"

"Can you snip?"

"I'm afraid not. The distance is too far."

"Then I try to get closer."

I'm afraid no one can think of them. These seemingly ordinary tourists are actually members of Samoyed, an intelligence organization in Liumang.

Samoyed excels at camouflage, assassination, and theft, and has created many world-renowned cases.

They have different skin tones and come from all over the world. The only thing that is the same is that they have undergone strict military training and a pious and determined heart.

The mission of their trip was to assassinate the leader of the Arctic Wolf Mercenary Regiment.

For this mission, they sent three squads, and this was one of them.

At this time, Orion standing on the roof of the car was their best living target.

The moving car stopped at the side of the road. In the trunk, a lying sniper quietly poked out the barrel in his hand.

It's close, it's close, it's about to enter the sniper range.

Orion, who stood there, did not look like a veteran at all, and seemed to be defenseless against everything around him.

The sniper put Orion's head into the crosshair, and a nearby observer was helping him read out various data.

Vehicle moving speed, wind speed, angle ...

The sniper's finger approached the trigger, but suddenly stopped.

I don't know when a cloud blocked the sun in the sky.

It became dark all around.

But there was a beam of light shining on Orion.

The golden light projected from the clouds like a passage between heaven and earth.

Orion in this light is as great as a god.

The sniper paused.

All Hebrew people are Hebrew. They believe in God and prophets, and believe in miracles and redemption. This is why they have been displaced for thousands of years without being destroyed.

Everything he saw at this time touched his faith and made him stiff.

"What are you doing?" Next to him, his observer didn't think so much, urging him: "So good opportunity, why not shoot?"

The sniper settled.

One of the Ten Commandments is "No Murder."

But the Hebrew people are best at digging into the air, and they explain that it is forgivable to kill people for the sake of God.

He has always enlightened himself this way.

That's right, I am killing for God now.

With a bang, the bullet instantly crossed a distance of several hundred meters, blasting Orion's head into a rotten watermelon in one place.

"Successful assassination! Successful assassination!"

"Target has been confirmed dead!"

"Quick, retreat now!"

If they were regular troops, now it is time to take advantage of the Arctic Wolf's loss of leadership and destroy all Arctic Wolf mercenary members when the army is in chaos.

But they are agents. Their characteristic is that when the task is completed, they immediately pull away and leave without craving for anything else. Without an extra shot, they may expose themselves by one more point.

Each of them has been trained with a lot of manpower and material resources, and they are very important assets in themselves.

The car started again, and the sniper's eyes were in the eyepieces, calmly watching the movement of the place. Anyone who found their position and wanted to fight back would be shot without hesitation.

At this moment, above their heads, in the clouds.

A city is floating quietly.

The servants of the manor are busy.

Not far from Zhuang, he gave a command: "Lock down the chariot."

"The chariot is locked and moving in synchronization." On the side of the palace, there was a ring-shaped crosshair, the surrounding clouds faded, and the sun passed through the ring, just shining on the chariot on the ground.

On the earth, because sunlight is too far away, it can be regarded as parallel light, so the palace regards it as an optical locking system.

"Okay, start enclosure." Zhuang not far ordered.

The old bang drove his own mechanical giant dog, standing on the edge of the palace, with the hind legs of the mechanical giant dog tilted up, and the golden slender liquid was spilling from high altitude.

This looks like peeing ...

But in fact, it is the "enclosure order" function of this mechanical giant dog.

A steady stream of space-time oil descended from the sky, and a huge arc was sprinkled on the periphery.

This is what Zhuang Not far said before, "The place where I walked is all my territory."

Because Zhuang not far plans to circle this land and give a circle to the Arctic Wolf.

Otherwise, how can he protect the Arctic Wolf mercenary regiment from both sides?

They are not indiscriminate hammermen.

At this moment, Zhuang not far cried out suddenly "ah": "Mum, who hit me! How painful!"

On the ground, on the galloping chariot, Orion's body fell backwards, and his head was cut off.

"Enemy attack!"

"Get down!"

"King!"

"Not good, King was killed!"

"No, that's wrong, how could the king be killed ..."

"Boss, boss ..."

A group of people were in a panic. Orion, who had fallen to the ground, climbed up angrily: "Who is hitting me!"

He still had half of his head, and it looked like he was really thrilled.

Fortunately, this is just a virtual identity, he only needs to pull it back again.

Just looking at time as if half way back, under the powerful time and space power, his broken head slowly recovered to normal, then he turned and looked in the direction of the bullet.

"My **** ..." On that car, several agents were shocked beyond speech.

During this time, they have already seen more people who are inaccessible to the sword, knowing that there are indeed some people in this world who cannot be shot.

But resurrected? This kind of thing is beyond all logic and reality.

It was said in the doctrine they followed.

The human soul is immortal and resurrected after death.

It has also been said that prophets will be born in the world to act on behalf of God.

Now, it seems that the miracles are reappearing.

"What did we ... do?"

"Is it www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is that a prophet?"

"Did we ... kill the prophet? My God, we will be true sinners ..."

At this moment, the mechanical giant dog in the sky shook his hind legs, and the last few drops of space-time oil dropped from the sky, turning the nearby area into a closed loop.

The whole world twisted instantly.

Within a few kilometers of the circle, space is shrinking sharply.

In the next second, a few kilometers of space disappeared completely.

In front of them was another team a few kilometers away and a settlement.

Several people got out of the car, took a few steps forward, and suddenly fell to their knees, closed their eyes, and burst into tears.

"O God, we are guilty, so the Prophet took our land ..."