? Aken made a gesture and asked Zhang Fan to hide his green wings. He walked over with a swagger. “Hey—I said…”

When the two guards saw an outsider breaking in, they immediately carried their weapons and rushed over.

"Damn it, I didn't even say hello..." Before Akan could tease him, the other party came over, scared him to run away, turned around and hid behind a bush.

These guards no longer had the IQ of their lifetime. They just blindly insisted on defending the consul's loyalty, or were brainwashed by the ghosts they guarded in the Senate, and chased the outsiders to the end. When the first one rushed through the corner, Zhang Fanluyi did not take action, and the second one rushed over...

Just a moment after rushing, Zhang Fan made a move and jumped out of his hiding place. Zhang Fan stabbed the waist of the "fascist" guard with a long cone, and the green-winged sword pierced its neck from the side...

On the other side, Akan was knocked away with a strange cry. But the thunder power damage on his dagger also made his opponent froze there, and his whole body was running around with electric arcs. Green Wings chased after him and cut off the guard's neck with one sword. Looking back at Akan, the latter was already lying in a bunch of weeds with his feet facing the sky, motionless, and even his eyes froze.

Five seconds later, Akan shouted out, "I!... Huh--, I'm suffocating! Why are you killing it? I want to see who can move first!" Akan waved his dagger, looking very dissatisfied.

But the skills that make you stiff when you touch the "fascist" guards are really helpless. If you touch it, you will not be able to move. If there are a little more than four, three people will never dare to be hostile. Because then you will inevitably die! No wonder, although those giant corpse monsters are extremely powerful, they have no power to fight back. This is the reason.

The three of them took a short break, adjusted their state, and continued to move forward.

After passing through the wide garden, there were no monsters here again. In front of me was a large ochre-red house, nearly twenty meters high. Under the huge triangular roof, three large glass windows were closed. A three-meter-high iron door below was also closed. The more than ten steps leading to the gate were covered with moss. There were also several broken stone sculptures next to the steps, some of which were only stone bases and several tombstones that were tilted around...

Zhang Fan and the other two walked around the big house outside and found nothing, just like an ordinary monument. If the sky wasn't burning, the quiet here would make people feel like they were returning to the real world.

Akan went up the steps, went to the crack in the door and looked inside. It was dark inside, and there was a bit of cold wind radiating outward.

"It seems that there is no movement..." Akan pushed the door, and it seemed that it was not locked. He pushed the iron door inward with force...

"Be careful!" Green-winged Zhang Fan was worried that he would be attacked, so he rushed up.

The big iron gate was pushed open by Aken for effort and could allow one person to pass through. A cold wind rushed out with a strong smell of mold, almost choking the three of them. Aken squeezed into the crack of the door, and Zhang Fan of Green Wings immediately followed in...

This is a hall, very wide. Just as the three of them wanted to enter the hall and carefully investigate, suddenly...

The hall became bright! Dozens of torches were lit on the surrounding marble pillars, making the hall shine brightly!

This is a large conference hall with round wooden rows of meeting seats arranged upward along the steps. In the center is a large forum with a copper brazier, and the blue flames ignited inside are very soft.

Akan and the other two were shocked, put their weapons on their chests, defending each other's back to back against each other's backs. They held their breath and concentrated. It was so strange here that if there were no ghosts, there would be ghosts.

Aken secretly looked at the iron gate, but it was not closed like a ghost movie, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. But on the other side, in front of Zhang Fan's eyes, in the copper basin in front of the forum, the blue flame suddenly rose "huh" and a blue-gray light ball flew out and fell into the rows of seats. A gray-blue ghost showed his figure, an old man wearing a short-sleeved white robe and a purple striped cloth on his right shoulder.

The three of them were shocked. Before they could come back to their senses, a gray-blue light spurted out from the three-foot-high blue flame in the copper basin and flew into the seat. They were still elders with different faces. Then, the flames were spraying faster and faster, and nearly a hundred ghosts were sprayed onto the seats, all of whom were dressed up. But they were all illusory ghosts...

"The Elderly Council!" A word appeared in Zhang Fan's heart.

In the end, three orange-red fireballs flew out of the brazier and settled on the forum. They were three robes and coats with light armor, with metal olive leaves on their heads, and their bodies were clear, just like physical elders. As soon as they appeared, the elders on the seats below were talking whispering...

The elders on the forum seemed to be the Roman consul who commanded these elders and the "fascist" warriors. One of the consuls stood up, raised his hand and pressed it, and the hall immediately became quiet. Then he announced something loudly, as if he was about to start discussing what topic...

For a moment, Zhang Fan and the other two were in defensive postures, but were left aside by these ghosts, and they were a little at a loss. But they did not dare to move around, because dozens of "fascist" guards appeared around the hall and on the forum, holding bloody "fascist" battle axes, standing straight there, ignoring the three uninvited guests.

Although the three of them were still in the effect of invisibility talismans, no one believed that these ghosts with super strong mental power would not be able to see them. But the three of them still maintained that position, and did not dare to move, for fear that they would cause these ghosts to attack.

But these ghosts held a serious meeting. The three elders dressed in consuls on the stage made a question, and the elders below stood up and spoke one by one, either humorous or excited, laughing from time to time, and "Woo--" voices of approval, or booing disagreement. The scene was very enthusiastic, just like the real ancient Roman parliament. If it were in the scene, it might be a good experience, but now it is too fatal!

This will be so long. Maybe they can discuss a topic for a hundred years. Akan's head sweat dripped, because the invisibility effect was about to disappear. By then, these ghosts would not do it if they wanted to pretend to be invisible. Or those "fascist" guards could not look at the three outsiders and remain indifferent.

"What a boring group of ghosts, I would rather they all rush over..." Aken murmured.

Zhang Fan looked at the fierce discussion of these ghosts, as if there was really a national event. His eyes saw the golden buckle on the shoulders of these veterans, shining. He moved his heart and said to Aken: "Give me that golden buckle..."

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