Faramir rushed to the Independence Barracks with his men. Before he could rush in, several guards were rushed out directly by a powerful shock wave.

They fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

Two guards died in anger!

Faramir was shocked and hurriedly held a guard who was still breathless, "What's going on?"

The guard said with difficulty: "Sir... go quickly, they are... monsters..."

Before he finished speaking, another group of Baicheng guards were blown out.

The condition was as miserable as the first batch of people who were blown out.

"hateful!"

The guards around Faramir drew their weapons and rushed in with shouts.

"Don't be reckless!" Faramir hurriedly wanted to stop him, but it was too late, so he could only chase him quickly to avoid the guards' losses.

As soon as he entered the independent military camp, Faramir was stunned.

The twelve magic messengers fought neatly into a row, one of whom was the leader, and the guard's throat was still pinching in his hand.

The whole room was filled with the guards' corpses, and there was almost no living person!

As for the traces of fighting in the room, it is just a close-knit fight in power, and there is no trace of magic!

Is such a strong opponent really a magic messenger?

Faramir frowned immediately.

"Sir... go quickly!" The guard who was strangled to his throat saw Faramir rushing in, and quickly struggled, trying to buy Faramir time to escape.

However, in this case, Faramir will never escape.

They were already on the same boat, and this mutiny must be successful!

Faramir originally thought that Greema was the most difficult to deal with, so he focused on dealing with Greema. Now he realized that Greema was just an embroidered pillow, and the real danger was these twelve strange magic messengers!

However, no matter what, Faramir is now in control of the situation.

Faramir said in a deep voice: "Master Greema is in my hands, you let my people go."

The magic messenger in charge did not speak, but just used force on his arm - click.

The guard's neck was twisted off!

Faramir suddenly felt angry!

This guard chief had followed him a long time ago. They had long since become less of a subordinate relationship, but a brother relationship!

Seeing that his brother had his neck twisted by the other party in front of him, Faramir could not suppress his anger at this moment!

He roared, drew his sword and stabbed at the magic messenger in charge!

The other guards also roared and rushed towards the magic envoys like wild animals.

The magic messenger in charge was not panicked at all, and did not even dodge. He directly used the guard's corpse to block the shield and block Faramir's long sword.

Faramir was shocked. Although he had confirmed that the guard was dead, he was still unwilling to stab his brother's body.

When he moved the sword away, the magic messenger in charge seized the opportunity and decisively punched Faramir in the ribs!

The huge impact force directly knocked Faramir to fly.

For a moment, Faramir was so dizzy that he didn't know where he was.

He landed heavily, and a severe pain came from his legs and waist, and a mouthful of blood splattered out of his mouth.

Just one move!

He was defeated in just one move!

Why is this magic messenger so strong?!

Faramir was totally incredible.

Logically speaking, even if his strength is not top-notch, it is at least not much different from his brother Boromir.

With his strength, there is no problem in fighting seven or eight guards, but when facing the magic envoy, he couldn't even withstand a single move!

This... is really a monster!

Faramir suddenly felt infinite horror when he remembered the words of a guard before his death.

"Why don't the magic messenger of the Holy White Council use magic attacks? Instead, attack with strength?" Faramir asked gritted his teeth.

The magic envoy in charge did not intend to answer his question at all. He directly smashed the head guard's body towards Faramir, and Faramir quickly dodged and dodged.

His speed was very fast, but the magic messenger who attacked him was faster. Before he could dodge his power, the magic messenger's heavy punch hit him again!

This time, the heavy punch hit his heart vein directly. Faramir roared in pain and hit the wall heavily, and the entire wall was directly knocked down!

If he hadn't been wearing the steel armor given to him by his brother Boromir, this punch would have definitely killed him directly!

However, the steel armor on his body was also directly shattered under this blow!

Faramir struggled to stand up and continue fighting, but the magic messenger jumped directly in front of him, strangled his neck and picked him up.

Faramir suddenly felt that he had difficulty breathing and could not exert strength in his whole body.

At the same time, he also felt a filthy aura, which suppressed him and made him unable to resist at all!

This breath... is so evil!

It's not the atmosphere that the Saint White Council should have!

Seeing that Faramir was captured, the other guards all tried their best to save their master, but some other magic envoys were merciless and executed these guards one by one!

The guards with Phoenix tied up rushed over, but they were completely useless. They were completely destroyed by the magic messengers in less than two minutes.

In the Independence Barracks, dead bodies and blood were everywhere.

Faramir wailed, shed tears of pain.

He was not in pain for being captured, but in pain for watching the guards he had been with day and night!

The magic messenger in charge was using his arm to secretly exert force, and Faramir felt that his neck was about to be twisted off—

"Stop! Stop! You idiots!"

Greema hurriedly ran over and shouted loudly: "Let him go! No. 21! Let him go!"

No. 21?

Faramir thought to himself, this is a strange name.

How could a normal person call No. 21?

What's more, this is the magic messenger of the Holy White Council!

The Parliament of Saint-Belgium...is something wrong!

From this point of view, Lord Dragon Slayer has absolutely not betrayed Middle-earth World. Then, the only one who truly betrays Middle-earth World is the Holy White Council!

Faramir regretted in his heart. He blamed himself for not seeing the situation clearly earlier. If he could have discovered that there would be problems with the Holy White Council earlier, the 100 waiters under his command would not have died innocently!

Damn it!

hateful!
Chapter completed!