The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Ying An's intuition told him that the prophecy spoken by the woman in front of him was the third party he was looking for.

"Hmph, this is not the attitude of asking people."

Under Perenelle's embarrassed expression, he gave birth to a kind of certainty, as if he had nothing to fear.

"...Then you go to die."

Ying An was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

Without giving the other party any time to react, Ying An stretched out a finger and ignited a handful of black flames.

Industry fire.

Judgment and verdict for the creation under the life system of this world.

Cause and effect and sin will disappear accordingly.

This black flame, like a fluttering swallowtail butterfly, landed on the soul gem on the brim of the woman's hat.

No smoke, no heat, and no mass.

However, at the moment of touching the flame, the soul of the alchemist trembled.

Like the spring breeze melting snow, the gem that solidifies the soul is melting under the lick of the flame.

"Your intelligence cannot compensate for the dozens of lives that died because of you."

"So, goodbye."

When he came out of the basement, a gray pigeon fluttered and fell on his desk through the skylight.

Made a cooing sound for today's meal.

Then with a snap, it flew onto Ying An's shoulder again, cooing and praising someone.

"Really, as a carrier pigeon, aren't you too fat?"

Ying An complained, but still took out a soybean-sized feed from his waist and fed it to the pigeons.

After the pigeon grunted in satisfaction, Ying An then pushed aside the feathers on the pigeon's belly, and took off a small bamboo tube from between the orange-yellow feet.

"The result came out very quickly."

On the unfolded parchment, dozens of noble families who had ordered the same or similar styles from this workshop were clearly written.

The largest number of them.

in Paris.

Chapter 288 Chapter 58

In the war that lasted for more than a hundred years, the see-saw situation caused the ownership rights of many cities to change with the passing of time.

Among them, Paris is also included.

This romantic capital in the popular impression was still occupied by the British at this time.

After climbing a stone tower in Paris, Ying An saw the rolling buildings in the distance, with layers of old or elegant roofs extending along the ups and downs of the terrain, as if some kind of blasphemous monster Disgusting folds, in his field of vision, everything in his sight is lifeless gray-black, and there are hardly any bright colors that can make people feel a little lighter in the whole city.

Far away from the river bank, you can see rows of rather prosperous buildings, which seem to be the residences of the nobles of the royal palace.

From a distance, one could smell the blasphemous and decaying smell.

Like a huge zerg hiding in hiding, it is constantly transforming by devouring flesh and soul, waiting for the day when it will turn into a fly.

Ying An came down from the watchtower and spread out the map in his hand. This is the general layout of the houses of the nobles obtained by the spies of [Fruit of Wisdom] through the channels of noble servants.

In this noisy but quiet and eerie city, Ying An cautiously launched a search.

In fact, he didn't come very often to this British-occupied area.

The doors of the old and old wooden and stone structures are closed, and the narrow windows are hung with tattered strips of cloth or wooden boards. Through the gaps in the doors and windows, one can see the darkness inside, as if a pair of horrified couples are hidden in the darkness. like frightened eyes.

"Have you heard that old Bob's daughter was found dead by the river not long after she was selected as a maidservant in the palace..."

"This palace is originally evil, and people have been dying in recent years. It's really lucky that the Queen Mother can live in it."

"Who says it's not, it's just a pain for Bob."

"It's hard for anyone these days."

"It seems that there are still many girls who were abducted by the witch at night."

"Hush, do you want to be cursed by those witches?"

"Why don't you find a church?"

"...No one came forward."

The footsteps did not stop, but some sporadic words still drifted into his ears.

He turned a page in the map book in his hand.

Turned to the page of the Palais Royal in Paris.

Living there now is the mother of Charles VII, who has not yet had a chance to be crowned, and the widow of the deceased mentally ill Charles VI, Queen Mother Isabella.

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Although it feels a bit ill-intentioned to open the widow's door at night.

But Ying An can pat his conscience and say something at this time.

My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous.

Who(TM) is interested in old women in their 50s!

Of course... this sentence can only be said in my heart.

Ying An has already walked into the palace, neither wearing any night clothes nor making any cover up of identity.

In the drowsy night, it was only a few steps away, but it seemed like a world away, and came to a huge and closed space.

This is the enchantment of the witch.

And it is an unprecedented witch enchantment.

Ying An's intuition told him that if this enchantment were to expand as hard as possible, it would be enough to cover most of France.

That being the case, there is no need to cover up.

Ying An pulled out a large black Qin-made sword from the subspace.

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He just wanted to tell them straight up.

I am coming.

Just to let this sword drink blood.

click.

Black flames were burning fiercely on the blade of the great sword, and Qin Jian fell heavily in the barrier while his fingers were tightly attached to the hilt.

Like the pillars of heaven collapsed, the river of heaven poured down,

This black flame expanded and became more and more violent. The hard floor tiles in the barrier were ignited, the jet-black fluid was ignited, and then... the familiars hidden in the barrier were also ignited. caught.

The pitch-black fire dragon is boiling, and in this dark enchantment, it harmoniously equalizes and destroys everything.

A big bird made a demon with fire on its body, screamed and flew into the air, and immediately turned into a fireball and fell down again.

"It's a rare visitor."

The black feathers glowing with lavender light descended from the sky in an awe-inspiring manner, and each one has the speed and power not inferior to the sniper rifles of later generations.

The black karmic fire swept up, and the black feathers were incinerated into ashes of magic power just a little bit.

"The [snake] who directed the group of mud-legged resistance secretly, according to my mother, you are the last meal, the meal that caused the group of untouchables to despair."

The girl dressed in black and white has beautiful short silver-gray hair. Behind the black crow mask like a plague doctor, there is extreme self-confidence and enthusiasm for fighting.

"Why come here to die at this time."

"Too much talk, sister."

A black curtain was exposed from the pitch-black barrier, and two pretty girls wearing cat and rabbit masks walked out from behind the curtain.

The blonde short-haired girl in the cat mask said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Mino, he is a dying person, wouldn't it be nice to let him be a fool?"

"However, I don't think this gentleman has any signs of giving up on himself."

The girl called Mino made a mocking voice.

"One, two, three... that's all."

"Uncle, what are you counting?"

Wearing a rabbit mask, Rapinu, who was the slenderest among the three but was the eldest among the three, asked curiously.

"Count the heads that should be removed."

The man's voice was cold and indifferent, without the slightest ups and downs, and without the slightest killing intent.

He raised his hand, and in an instant, he appeared behind the girl.

At the moment when the girl was startled, her eyes went dark, and the thick and heavy sword in the man's hand appeared in front of her at some point, with a slight movement of the sword, it had already sealed off all the space.It made it impossible for her to escape at all.

snorted.

The girl who leaned back violently trying to avoid the sword did not wait for her sister's support.

In other words, in her eyes, there was still the look of her second sister reaching out to cover her.

Everything is irretrievably disappearing, desolate.

The thick and heavy sword pierced through the girl's slender neck with such a sharp edge.

Blood flowers bloomed all over the sky.

From this fall, the beautiful head rolled on the ground, leaving only a pool of blood.