Chapter 79 It's always been you! ?
"My pleasure, Your Majesty."

"So, could you please go to the coalition camp immediately and take charge of the situation?"

"Aren't you going?"

The old prime minister said in panic:

"No mortal can surpass you."

He said playfully but seriously:

"But I am only a Sequence 3 now, and will be a Sequence 2 at most in a while. It seems that it is similar to the trump card you have hidden, right? Do you want me to step on your heads?"

The old prime minister has gone from kneeling on one knee to crawling on the ground:
"No matter what the returning Supreme One is like now, He will always be God!"

"I like your humility and compliance. If that guy could be the same as you, ah, it seems the result would be the same."

The jester's entire life, and even his family, were born for this day.

At this point, no matter what kind of person he is, the outcome is doomed.

But he really thought he could turn the tables, what a joke.

The harder he tried, the more he fulfilled his life as a clown.

"Forget it, just give me the box. It's time for me to show some kindness and reward you for your efforts."

The subordinate holding the box was about to present it immediately.

But at this moment, gunshots were heard.

To everyone's surprise, the box was blown away by the powerful thrust.

Although it did not fall into His hands, it was immediately caught by someone.

At this moment, everyone was trying to find the source of the gunshot.

But where did the gun go off?
The accompanying perfumer immediately sprayed his secret scent in an attempt to find the enemy's trace.

no one? !
It's farther away!
But the rest of the companions shook their heads solemnly.

They didn't find out at all.

They are the guards of the old prime minister. Although there are no demigods among them, they are all elites carefully selected by Hassank.

Enough to keep him safe in most extreme situations.

But what happened today was beyond their understanding.

The gunshot just now was very close. According to experience, it should have been fired from a distance of ten meters or so, but the perfumer did not notice it.

And there was nothing unusual in the distance that they had been paying attention to from the beginning.

Then a bomb suddenly appeared in mid-air.

"It's the Dwarven Inferno!"

They saw what it was, but it was too late. The bomb exploded the moment it appeared.

The other party was obviously keeping track of the time.

Under normal circumstances, such a hellfire bomb specially made by the dwarves should kill everyone here.

But in such a sudden situation, only a few of them were injured.

Look at the capes on their backs.

Mo En rubbed his eyes and said:

"I don't know if it's an elf cloak or a fire-resistant cloak. There's no marking on it."

But it doesn’t matter, Moon took out a lot of things from the armory of Anras City.

"The other party is invisible!"

"Shadow Assassin, beware of the shadow!"

A bright ball of light was thrown out instantly, and everyone's shadow disappeared instantly.

The person who had just caught the box also tried to take this opportunity to hand over the potion.

The demigod was beyond their ability to cope with.

The only high sequence must be quickly made to stand up.

But Moon's bomb came faster.

"here we go again!"

After a loud explosion.

They finally suffered casualties, and the bodies of three of the twelve people could no longer be seen.

However, the rest of the people were safe and sound, and they used methods such as barriers and runes to protect the two important figures.

But the box containing the potion was indeed blown to the other side by Moon. The three people who just died died because they wanted to protect the potion.

Watching the number of gold coins soaring wildly.

Moon hurriedly threw out as much explosives as he could find in his backpack.

Under Moon's crazy bombing.

Even Hassank could not remain as calm as he was at the beginning.

This should be the Shadow Assassin, a demigod.

But the question is, what kind of play is this?
Why doesn't a dignified demigod just rush out and steal the potion? What's the point of hiding in the dark and throwing bombs?
"No, he's not a demigod. He must have used a sealing item, and it's nearby. Blast it back with whatever you have!"

Soon, some of the remaining guards realized something was wrong.

This is not how Shadow Assassin operates.

There must be a guy hiding and shooting with a special seal!
They did react, but to little effect, as they were just randomly attacking in all directions.

As long as Moon pays a little attention to his positioning, he can still hide and bomb them.

That's how the Lord of the Rings should be used!
As for close-range assassinations, not only would the energy consumption be too high, but the magic ring would only provide invisibility, not immunity to damage.

It's too easy to flip over if you get too close.

It’s better now, just stay away and throw the bomb.

It's low-tech, but very useful.

The attack between the two sides lasted about five minutes before it ended.

The box was handed to Hassank.

All of his twelve guards were wiped out.

Moon had to admit that at his current level, it was impossible for him to defeat any of them in a head-on fight.

But in the extraordinary world, equal battles rarely occur.

All the killing weapons that Moon brought with him were also used up.

Moon searched around and found that the only thing left on his body was the revolver he had taken from Mr. Porter.

But it was enough, Hassank was almost killed by the explosion.

Watch as the grass is all that's left of you in just a few minutes.

Hassank was extremely stunned.

How can this be?

They had clearly welcomed back the gods, and as long as they followed the procedures, this country would be theirs.

But what's going on now?

It only took a few minutes, how come everything is going to be lost again? !
No, not yet, I'm still here!
Hassank moved his broken right leg and crawled forward with gritted teeth.

"Your Majesty, I will be right there. I will give you the potion right away!"

We must not lose, we must not lose!
He had lost everything in this country twenty years ago, and now that Trajan was dead, he couldn't accept losing again!
"Please wait a moment! Your Majesty, I will be there soon!"

Opposite Hassank, the returning Supreme One maintained his original playfulness and scrutiny.

Even those devout followers who came to welcome his return were just a group of mortals.

It is natural for mortals to offer their faith, life, and even soul to gods.

It was getting closer, very closer, but the other party didn’t show up.

The counterattack just now must have worked.

You will succeed soon!
Hassank, who was lying on the ground holding the box, showed the joy of victory.

But immediately, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking the sunlight.

This was followed by the sound of the magazine turning.

Looking up, the face that he had seen once on the airship reappeared before his eyes.

It's him?

No, that's not right. I've seen this scene before.

Hasank's memory went back to more than 20 years ago, and he remembered that it was also on this piece of grass.

The man who killed the Crown Prince of their Leuman Empire also stood in the scorching sun, making it impossible to see his face.

Memories seemed to overlap in a blur.

Looking at the person in front of him, Hasank suddenly realized and said:
"It's always been you!?"

(End of this chapter)