The Dark King

"They died in the room?" Ruckland-Stern doubted that he was hearing, and frowned. "You say it again, who died?"

"Adult, it's Mr. Planer and the adult, they are dead." The heavy armor knight looked up at him secretly and carefully.

Ruckland-Stun was stunned. He suddenly wondered if the armor knight who had reported in front of him came here to play tricks on himself. If Prana died, he could still accept it, but the "adult" was more than How can a master who is still a strong King of Light can die here?Who can kill him in the entire outer wall area?

Is it the people in the inner wall area?Suddenly, such a thought flashed in his heart, and his heart was sullen, and he said to the armor knight: "Are you sure?"

"It's true!" the armor knight lowered his head.

Ruckland-Stern's face changed slightly, and he immediately stood up and said, "Take me a look."

The armor knight got up and led the way.

After a moment, the two came to room 108 in the underground passage. At this moment, the underground world has been blocked, and the secret army of Ruckland-Stewart holds the gate.Ruckland-Stern pushed away from the room and immediately smelled a bloody smell, and a sobbing sob, his heart sank, looked up, and suddenly saw several celebrities standing in the room, Protect the scene.

On the floor of the room, two bodies were lying, namely Prana from him and the personal attendant of the adult.

His face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "What about his body?"

"Adult, here." A middle-aged man with scars on his face whispered.

Ruckland-Stoed wanted to hear the word "no" from his mouth, but when he saw the direction he was pointing, his heart was completely cold. I saw a lot of blood spread on the other side of the bed, and The messy minced meat, in addition to the unloaded arm, seemed like a slaughterhouse.He walked over slowly, and suddenly saw a messy body lying on the ground, only the clothes he knew, and even his face was cut and fleshed out, completely blurred.

Rao is a scene where he is well-informed and has witnessed hundreds of crimes committed by the evil people of the dark church, and he was also disgusted by this scene. He wanted to vomit. This is no longer a corpse on the ground, but A pile of flesh and blood, and obviously man-made flesh and blood, it is difficult to imagine how much pain, fear, and despair the deceased suffered during his lifetime!

He took a deep breath and only felt the bloody smell flowing in his chest, making him sick.

He raised his hand and squeezed his chin. By the way, he covered his nose and turned slowly. His thoughts turned quickly in his mind. Judging from the clothes and the mechanical watch on the broken hand, the dead man was undoubtedly the adult!But who would be the one who could kill the adult?

To kill him in such a cruel way, there must be an unimaginable deep hatred. Could it be that his offended family in the inner wall area came to the door?Would his enemies be angry with me?

Thinking of these, he felt chills, only to feel that the surroundings were suddenly filled with danger and covered with invisible dark arrows.

"He's dead, and he deserves it!" Ruckland-Stern took a deep breath and glanced at the people around him, squinting: "How long has he died? How did the murderer sneak into our Ruckland family and find here To assassinate him?"

Several people around looked at each other, unable to answer.

But they knew that the owner had already suspected that there was a ghost in the family.

Ruckland-Stern slowly glanced at the expressions of several people, and then turned his attention to the trembling children on the large bed next to him. Naturally, he didn’t suspect that there were ghosts in his men who could kill the adult. People, where do you need to respond?He was only worried that the man did not leave, but was still mixed in the cavalry of his men.

"Have you been here?" Luke Lanster asked several children.

He is already familiar with the special hobby of the adult, including these children, who ordered him to find him.

Several children looked at him with black and white eyes, and their faces were full of fear.

Ruckland-Stern frowned slightly and turned: "These children are eyewitnesses. They must have seen the murderer's entire process. Take it down and ask the murderer how to look. Remember, don't scare them again, otherwise Their spirits broke apart and they could not ask anything."

"Yes." The previous middle-aged nodded even.

"In addition." Ruchland-Stern said in a deep voice: "Don't say anything about this, half a word is passed, you are responsible!"

"Yes." A few people said in unison.

"Father!" At this moment, there was an urgent voice outside, and a young man with brown hair rushed in quickly.

Ruckland-Stern looked at the son's disturbing brown hair and frowned, saying, "What's the matter?"

The youth was busy: "Father, I found two witnesses, they should know some clues."

"Oh?" Lukeland-Stewart's eyes brightened, and he said, "Bring them over."

The youth even said: "Father, I have tortured them. The two said the situation at that time. According to the time of the incident, they happened to be outside and prepared to gamble outside. I met a man in here, who was scared of them with blood on his face, but they didn’t think much about it at the time, they thought it was a slave who had played, and it was overplayed, but then I learned that one died here. The big guy, so they think of that person, and then told this to one of their good buddy guards, and this guard told me."

Ruckland-Stun was startled, and immediately said: "You mean, they met the murderer in the corridor?"

"Yes." The youth said: "The murderer was in a hurry at the time, and they hit them a little bit before they noticed the murderer's face."

Ruckland-Straight immediately said: "I immediately found a painter and cooperated with the two of them to draw the murderer's face and publish it on the Dark Holy See's wanted list, so that the Dark Holy See could find the murderer for us."

The youth respectfully said: "Father, I have already asked the painter to paint it. This is the portrait of the murderer. I will immediately give it to the elder brother. He has a wide path and asked him to help it be published in the dark church."

Ruckland-Stern did not expect that his son, who was the least to be seen, was so efficient in handling affairs. He used to look down on him. He immediately said, "Show me first."

The youth respectfully handed it over.

Luke Lanster opened the portrait. It was an extremely realistic sketch portrait. It was drawn to life. He glanced at it twice, and suddenly felt that the person was familiar, and after a moment of careful look, he suddenly thought of a person.

"Riley? The long-lost swordsman?" Lukeland-Stewart's eyes were startled, and he looked at them closely again, feeling more and more similar.However, this portrait is still a bit different from the Riley he has seen. It should be caused by the error between the two witnesses' dictation and the artist's understanding.

"Is it just a person who looks similar? Riley, how could it be him, how could he kill him? Wait, Riley was once the Pope’s favorite knight, and his disappearance has always been a mystery. Is it, the Pope? He deliberately arranged all this to make him disappear, but he was secretly sent to the inner wall area for further study?" Ruckland-Stern thinks that there is some hair in his heart. The pope has the authority to enter the inner wall area. He wants to send individuals to the inner wall area. The district is not difficult!

If this is the case, wouldn't the pope's disappearance now be a layout and arrangement of the pope?

And most importantly, why did the pope send him to assassinate this adult?

Could it be that they are aware of the power of their secret operations and are prepared to deal with themselves?

Thinking of these numerous thoughts, he felt a little fear in his heart, frowning, thinking deeply about the purpose and nature behind the incident. With his thinking in the room, everyone dared not disturb and broke into a silence, only Several children's fears sobbed low, but nobody ignored them.