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The bright red holy spear inserted into Duke Mandela's abdomen lifted up the mummy-like old man and flew back towards Blacklett.

At this time, the mummy-like old duke finally felt afraid.

"You damn bastard! Let me go!"

"Darkness seizes!"

"I am the Duke! I am his Majesty's privy councilor! I am the King's messenger!"

Looking at the old duke who was still talking nonsense at this moment, a shadow appeared behind Blacklett.

The shadow of a giant dragon emerged from behind Blacklett, accompanied by Blacklett's words "dragon breath".

The horrifying dragon breath covered the old duke's body like a flamethrower. Duke Mandela couldn't even scream and turned into charcoal in an instant.

"This is stage seven? Too weak, too weak."

Controlling the blood-red spear in his hand, Blacklett threw the old duke's body in front of the other three lords and dukes.

The charred corpse suddenly broke into pieces and scattered everywhere.

The flying ashes made the remaining three lords and dukes cover their noses in panic and release magic to disperse the disgusting dust.

"Heilite! And Leah, and those over there are Saint Heatherly and the Valkyries of the Holy Church, right? Do you know what you are doing? The king will not let you go. If you leave here obediently, we can even ask the king to plead for you."

Although he was completely at a disadvantage, the obese Duke Grima still tried to drink Blacklet away.

In fact, this is the only condition for them to have a chance to survive.

Before the lords and dukes even saw Blacklet, one was killed in the blink of an eye, and another was killed in the blink of an eye as soon as they started fighting. If they continued to fight, they would not survive, so now they had to use the king to intimidate Blacklet.

"Forget it, don't treat me like a fool, do you think I will believe it?"

Blacklett looked at the three-hundred-pound noble with mockery, and the giant dragon shadow behind him slowly opened its mouth.

Without waiting for Duke Grima to say anything like swearing, promising, or using the name of nobility.

"Dragon Breath."

The dragon breath spewed out by the giant dragon shadow behind Black Light descended.

The terrifying dragon breath attack instantly shattered the airship's magic shield again, and the cabin of the airship was instantly penetrated.

Accompanied by thick smoke and flames, the airship began to shake and collapse.

"Then I surrender! As long as you don't kill me, I will give you both the territory and the treasure!"

Duke Nichols was the first to raise his hands in defeat.

"I am willing to do that, as long as you don't kill me."

Duke Seamos deliberately lowered his chest and raised his hands in surrender to Blacklet.

"…Alas, we are just messengers sent by the king. We are only here to tell you the king's will. Otherwise, we would not want to be your enemy."

A man of insight is a wise man. Duke Grima, who had just threatened Blacklett, tried to maintain his dignity as a noble.

Looking at the three lords and dukes who had surrendered, Annaletia and Leah looked at Helett and asked.

"Have we completed our mission? Just capture these guys and let them report to the king to buy time, right?"

"Well, these guys are too weak. How can they be at stage seven? They just have magic power. Leaving one more behind will not pose any threat."

Faced with the questions from his two wives, Hei Lai Te did not rush to answer.

He turned around and hugged Heatherly's waist behind him, and put his mouth close to the saint's ear.

Under the gaze of the Valkyrie Alexia, who was clenching her fist in protest, Helett said this.

"Do you feel it, Heatherly?"

"Yeah, yeah, I feel it."

The saint nodded with a blushing face. Her blue-purple eyes passed over the three lords and dukes and turned her gaze to the man in an inconspicuous black uniform who seemed to be the captain of an airship.

"That man exudes an ominous magical aura. He is at stage seven, not the same stage seven as these lords and nobles."

"He holds the title of 'demigod', he is a genuine Stage 7 (Omicron)."

"We have to be careful, Mr. Priest. The Goddess of the Holy Seal told me that he should be the fifth seat of the Hermit Order, the 'Green Knight'."

Huh? Hearing what Heatherly said, Heilite was confused.

He pointed to the burning airship in front of him and said, "What I want to say is that the airship is alive."

Chapter 207 The Four Knights of the Hermit Society

It is not surprising that the airship can move. After all, an airship that cannot move will just become scrap metal.

However, the airship that Blacklet saw in front of him not only moved, but even blinked.

Even more direct was the dragon breath attack just now. The feedback Black Light felt was that he had hit a living object. Even though the airship in front of him was burning, it didn't show any sign of falling.

You have to know that the dragon's breath is a real stage seven attack, and Blacklett had to drink potions to maintain consumption.

However, the airship in front of him had "recovered" from the damage caused by the dragon's breath before. The bus-sized hole that had directly caused the airship to crash had shrunk to a size less than a person's body.

So, this airship is a living thing.

From the very beginning, Black Light felt it was a bit strange. When there were faster aircrafts, why did they still need to use such a retro means of transportation as airship?

If it's just for showing off, then that's too childish.

However, if this huge airship was a living thing, then Blacklett felt that everything could be explained.

"Ah, ah, so that's it. Mr. Priest is talking about the airship. Well, this airship is a living thing. It is the mount of the fifth green knight of the Hermit Order, the Plague Fly King of magic level seven."

Heatherly misunderstood what Hewlett meant by "discovery". She thought Hewlett had noticed that there was something wrong with the driver in the black uniform.

But it doesn’t matter, because what Blacklett discovered was the mount of the driver in black uniform.

That's about right. After all, there's no Stage 8 goddess behind Black Light to give him scientific knowledge. If he finds the mount first, he will naturally find the owner of the mount later. He is worthy of being called Mr. Priest.

Without the help of the goddess, Mr. Pastor can find the truth on his own.

"...Ahem, thank you Heatherly, I feel much better now."

Blacklett awkwardly reached out his hand to block Heatherly's comforting, warm and admiring look, and covered the eyes of the goddess' reincarnation.

He only found the mount, but Heatherly directly discovered the real BOSS. The gap is still quite big.

Sometimes Heatherly's tenderness hurt Heilite even more.

"Why, did you find something wrong?"

Annaletia looked at Hewlett and Heatherly who were talking in a low voice, and she came closer.

"These lords and dukes are too weak. They are completely unable to pose any threat or useful pressure to us. Is the king too stupid or too arrogant?"

Leah looked at the three lords and dukes who were still raising their hands awkwardly on the airship, and expressed her genuine doubts.

"Hehe, I think so too!"

Alexia, who had done nothing, nodded with a mysterious look on her face, agreeing with everyone else.

Since everyone has noticed that something is wrong at this moment, Heilite doesn't need to doubt his intuition.

Heatherly even directly revealed the other party's identity.

"It seems that the matter is indeed not simple. The lords and dukes over there are just cannon fodder. The real trouble is the driver in the black uniform."

"Is that guy the fifth seat of the Hermit Order? The green knight? I can't sense his magical aura, which means he must be extremely powerful and terrifying."

"After all, even the airship above his head is his mount, so what is the point of these lords and dukes coming here?"

In short, the biggest problem is that these lords and dukes are too weak.

Of course, it can also be said that Black Light and his wives are too strong.

It's just that these lords and dukes came as the king's envoys to sentence Helet and others to death and to cause trouble.

On the surface, he possesses stage seven magic power, but he can't use any magic and he only uses stage six magic. What does this mean?

This means that these lords and dukes do not know stage 7 magic at all. They do not have the title of "demigod" but only have super magical powers.

Even though they used stage six magic, they were not very good at it. They were much weaker than Angers, whom Blacklight had fought before.

It can be seen that the lords and dukes have no practical experience at all, but have been fattened up to stage seven.

Such stage sevens have no combat effectiveness at all, so what's the point of fattening them up?

The answer lies in the black-uniformed driver pointed out by Heatherly, the fifth seat of the Hermit Society, the "Green Knight".

"Ah, it turns out that these people are useless. This is something I thought of a long time ago, but I didn't expect that I would be exposed so soon."

Facing the gazes of Black Light and the others, there was no point in continuing to hide his identity and act as an airship pilot. The black-uniformed pilot Zaruer reluctantly took off his hat, and his long, handsome hair fell down.

He unbuttoned his uniform, revealing the vintage court vest and tuxedo underneath.

The long riding boots stomped lightly on the floor of the airship a few times, and a dense swarm of small insects and flies flew out of Zaruer's boots.

"As expected, you are a very interesting person, Hei Lai Te. Facing the pressure from the king, you ignored it and even took the initiative to attack after knowing that our Hermit Society was behind the king."

"Could it be that the members of the Hermit Order you met before gave you the courage? It's not good to look down on our Hermit Order."

"In fact, apart from our chief and the top five, the other leaders of the Hermit Society are dispensable, including the eighth leader who was killed by you a month ago."

Tying up his long gray hair with a dark green ribbon, Zaruer no longer had the inconspicuous image he had before.

The three lords and dukes before him were like small landlords in the countryside, while Zaruer was like a real nobleman from the palace.

Of course, it was not just the appearance that was more important. The magical aura emanating from Zaruer's body made the sky depressing at the moment. The originally bright sunshine was blocked by the gradually drifting dark clouds, and the airship under his feet no longer concealed its true face. With the peeling of layers of camouflaged steel plates and paint, six pairs of huge transparent insect wings stretched out from the top of the airship.

The huge compound eyes that looked like searchlights moved and stared at Black Light. After the camouflage on the landing gear and cabin fell off, eight hairy insect limbs were exposed.

Just as the entrance to the passage is actually the snout of a giant fly, the place where Zaruer and the lords and dukes are located is not the cabin, but the belly of the giant fly.

Looking at the oppressive fifth seat of the Hermit Society in front of him, Hei Lai Te nodded in understanding.

"Well, that's right."

Chapter 208: Su Xing's House, the top seat is also a dish

What is the Hermit Order? It is a force that is on par with the Holy Church.