Chapter 266 The Protection of the Gods

"I'm a noble of the Orb Kingdom, you can't kill me!" Seeing the young man reaching out to him, the pale noble young man shouted loudly, his face full of fear.

He recognized who the young man who suddenly overturned the roof was. This kind of existence actually took action against him.

For the first time, he felt the approach of death, and he had no chance to resist at all. He only hoped that his identity would allow this man to have some scruples.

Moreya's face didn't change in the slightest, he stretched out his hand and pressed down. Everything in the room, including the young nobleman and the old butler next to him, exploded in an instant, and the pungent blood filled the air.

"Hey, he is still a devout believer of the gods." Morea was a little surprised to look at the translucent phantom in the room. Invisible golden light.

This is a symbol of the protection of the gods, and it is also the reason why his soul can survive under the palm of Moreya. As for the soul of the old housekeeper, it is naturally destroyed directly under the palm of Moreya's palm.

"God, huh!" Morea took out the magic sword and swiped towards the soul, and the invisible golden light on the surface of the soul shattered instantly, screaming in the sword light and vanishing.

"The person who moved me still wants to go to the kingdom of the gods? Just die!" Morea sneered, and then, his body turned into a golden rainbow and flew towards another noble manor.

Because of the undisguised movement of Morea when he just shot, people in Patrick Fortress, or that part of the city, saw it, and soon there were bold adventurers sneaking in and found the tragic death in his manor. noble.

Afterwards, the news came out: some nobles were killed, and it was the golden dragon who saw off the paladins at the gate of the city.

Such explosive news immediately made the whole city boil. Morea was very well-known in this city. Even if he had never seen him, he had basically heard of it.

"How did that noble provoke that Lord Jinlong? I heard that he died so tragically that he didn't even have a complete body."

"You can't guess this? Yesterday, this lord just promised to protect a demon hunter, but in less than a day, the demon hunter was assassinated. You said how this noble provoked Lord Jinlong. on the body."

"This noble is the one who planned the assassination of the Demon Hunter? Then he really deserves to be damned!"

"Deserved! This kind of garbage, it's best to die!"

"Even the guardians of our human race are killed,

This group of pigs whose brains are full of excrement. "

...While the adventurers and residents in the city were still discussing the first noble that Morea killed, he killed six more nobles in succession, each time without concealing his whereabouts. In and out of those noble manor residences in full view.

Soon, Morea's unscrupulous actions were intercepted by the strongest human beings in the city.

"Jinlong, I know those idiots offend your dignity, but if you act like this, you are despising my Orb Kingdom, stop it!" The burly general with thick eyebrows and broad eyes that Morea once met stood in the air, stand in front of him.

This is a human of the third rank of Soul Will, and the eleven souls of Soul Will are looming behind him, slowly spinning.

"Go away!" Morea twitched the corners of his mouth, then raised his hand, the hurricane whistled, condensed into a giant palm of more than ten meters of wind, and slapped the general.

"Ha!" The stern-looking general shouted loudly, the ring of soul intent behind him shone brightly, and the dazzling light of fighting qi enveloped him all over his body.

With such a momentum, all the adventurers who were in a state of excitement in this city attracted all the attention-too many nobles died today.

"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded, and the giant palm of the wind shot by Morea fell on the soul-intelligence-level general. The gas explosion ring generated by the collision of the two forces spread and instantly swept the population of nearly 100 people. In the fortress city of Wan, many people came out to watch, and their hair was flying.

"Boom!" Then everyone in the city saw that, under the angry palm of Lord Jinlong, the most powerful human being in their city was slapped directly into the ground, and the smoke and dust rising into the sky were as high as Nearly 100 meters, the whole city can be seen.

Then there is no more, the general who was still powerful just now never got up again, flew into the sky, and seemed to be defeated by the golden dragon...

Morea glanced at the generals buried in the billowing smoke below, and continued to fly towards the next family according to the candidates on the list of nobles. He must liquidate all these nobles...

"General, are you alright!" Below, the moment the general landed, his adjutant rushed up eagerly and looked at him worriedly.

"Do I look like something is wrong?" The gray-faced general was sitting in a pile of sand and dust, looking up at the smoke column above his head, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "Now everyone in the city should know that I was killed by a human being. The golden dragon in the form of a slap slaps it away."

"Don't worry, General, I've turned the soil into dust, which has turned all the soil in this area into the finest dust. Now you smash it down and raise the smoke column, everyone in the Patrick Fortress can see it. until it's clear."

Hearing his adjutant's words, the general twitched the corners of his mouth: "Can't you care how much shame I have lost this time? After I go back, I will definitely be laughed at by those guys for twenty years."

"This is something that can't be done." The adjutant comforted, "That golden dragon didn't want to keep a low profile and secretly killed the group of nobles with their brains in the water. You can only sacrifice your face, General."

"I'm sitting in the command room and watching Jinlong kill all the idiots who are always holding me back, isn't it good? Why do you want me to come out and lose face, what the hell!"

"This golden dragon has caused such a big trouble. You don't respond at all, General. You can't explain it to the House of Representatives." The adjutant comforted bitterly.

"Hmph, I can explain it now, but I've lost all my face." The general said angrily.

"General, calm down, there is still the last step to be done. Come on, lie down, I'll sprinkle some blood on you, and when it's done, I'll find someone to carry you back from the street with the most traffic."

"Enough of you, don't you think I don't lose face enough? I discussed with the golden dragon in advance and pretended to be hit by him. As for pretending to be seriously injured?"

"General, isn't this kind of thing the more miserable the better? Besides, you agreed to this plan in advance."

"I believed in your evil back then, and actually agreed with your broken plan." The general hummed, then lay down reluctantly.

...

On the side, Morea looked at the manor that was empty in front of him, and glanced at the trembling servants kneeling at his feet, his eyes were indifferent, "Where's your master?"

"Take... take the housekeeper, run together... run away." A maid replied with a trembling voice.

"Where did you go?" Morea asked indifferently. He didn't plan on what answers these maids could give him, but the result was beyond his expectations.

"The master has fled back to Andy's territory, which is the territory of his father, Lord Andy."

"It seems that this guy is just an unappreciated heir in his father's eyes." Morea looked at this manor, which was very large for commoners, but extremely shabby for the son of an earl.

"Sir." Seeing that Morea didn't seem to intend to kill them, the daring maid said respectfully again, "Are you here for the assassination mission entrusted by the master yesterday?"

"What do you know?" Morea raised her eyebrows and looked at the maid at her feet in surprise.

"This entrustment was issued by Lord Andy Count to the master. The master was unwilling to execute it at first."

"Understood." Morea nodded and rose into the sky.

Next, he went to look for the remaining nobles on the list in his hand. Without exception, all of them fled. These nobles are not fools. You can't notice such a big movement. .