"When this guy faced my fascist punishment, he dared to resist me. The civilian guardian Rulus! There was no one in the city of Rome, who dared to hurt the guardian. Today he paid the price of his life for despising the guardian's power." The guardian Rulus, with a bruise on his face, stood on the podium among the crowd, and shouted bloodthirstyly, "I declare that his family must hand over 30,000 Sesses immediately and plundered the ill-gotten fortune from us, otherwise we will insult and destroy the corpse of this guy and throw the wreckage into the Tiber River!"

Seeing this scene, Karabis's heart gradually twisted up. He decided to go to Apiron first. Now, stay by his family and protect them. Let's put down the key of Langjis for the time being.

At this moment, Katilin's voice suddenly rang behind him: "Today, I seemed to see a wife of a free alien and adopted son heading towards Apilon. The groom's skills were very poor and he was trapped in a ditch on the side of the road. It took a lot of effort to lift the car out-I hope the child in the woman's belly was fine. By the way, because the water vapor in the morning was too high, I hope I did not admit my mistake. May I ask, is that Karabis your family?"

"I warn you again, don't go against my family, or I swear, you'll die ugly." Karabis turned around and said to Katilin standing behind him.

At this time, Khatilin's followers, a total of hundreds of people, surrounded from all the streets and blocked Khatilin. Khatilin smiled and said, "Oh, Khatibis, you misunderstood me. I have told you that everything I did is for the welfare of this city. I am a kind and upright nobleman who will not kill people in the city of Rome—oh, unless like that guy dares to offend the Guardian. But I also have difficulties. Some of my followers, in Capua, in the Fortress of Preteth, may be heading towards Apiron-I can't control their emotions, just as I could not control Rulus."

Karabis slowly pulled out his sword and pointed at Katilin. The entire square was filled with flying sand and soil, whirlwinds coming and going, and the shouts of people from all directions. His mind was blank, and his chest and abdomen were vaguely ached with regret.

"Your prostitute wife, probably your belly has been cut open now, and the bastard you and her will be bloodied on the streets, untouchables!"

"Their bodies will be hung together on the water diversion bridge in Apiron."

"Bow him to death, use a stick to throw the body directly into the Tiber River."

Such shouts are everywhere.

"Who dares?" Karabis yelled, and then he suddenly pulled out a bunch of keys, "The one who came to the Claudi family apartment that day to look for Langjis is yours. Now his key, for me, Kathirin, I already know all your secrets!" The last sentence was obviously Karabis' nonsense.

Katilin was indeed a little uneasy, but he quickly calmed down and continued to smile, saying, "Do you want to use this thing to save your whole family's life? Tsk tsk..."

"Don't talk too much! All things are in the temple of Juno, I will give them to Cicero, and you will talk to him completely."

"You can't escape, all of me are here. With just a command, they will tear you to pieces! Listen to me and hand over the keys, you still have a chance to survive." Katilin pulled his collar with both hands, his neck was red, and he intimidated.

On the other side of the block, Kaimax, who had handled official duties since the High Priest's residence and several priests, saw the bloody scene here, and then stood on a small altar in a block. He suddenly saw the surrounded Calabis. This little clerk was immersed in Roman "street performance art" for many years, and saw the corpse hanging on the racecourse. He understood everything at once, and pushed a priest back and said, "Go and call someone, Cicero, Little Cato or anyone else!"

But Katilin had lost his patience and shouted, "Rulus, what are you and your bundle waiting for!"

Accompanied by his screams, a blue-purple lightning split the ink-black clouds, and intertwined several buildings on the roofs of several buildings, with a roar, and a group of sparks fell on the roof of the racecourse in the screams of the crowds of people urinating in the small square, and sparked. The body of the freeman was wrapped in electric current, with the broken wrought iron ceiling bracket, "slammed" and fell down hard, and happened to hit Rulus on the high podium, and his entourage, the broken rods, with flames and plasma, were thrown everywhere.

Now, even the onlookers of Kaimath and the priests fought each other. Katilin's followers lay on the ground and did not dare to raise their eyes. Kaimath faced the strong wind, and yelled: "Jupit's God's Condemnation is Jupiter's God's Condemnation! Hurry, everyone, build a tomb for lightning and calm the wrath of the Lord of Rome."

Several priests understood and hurried to the point where the lightning fell, raised their hands and shouted strange spells. Everyone did not dare to neglect them, so they went to look for bricks and wood, and wanted to follow the priest's instructions to create a "lightning grave."

The Romans were extremely superstitious people, especially fearing the lightning in the sky, and believed that it was Jupiter's punishment. Once it fell, the person who hit the death must be buried on the spot, and immediately piled bricks and wood on it and around it. Even if the trees were hit, they could not pick the fruits on it, and they could not use the fruit to make wine or jam, and they could not be used to honor God. They should be surrounded with iron wire and refused to touch it again - these are called "lightning graves".

Everyone ran to the crushed podium and found that it had been smashed into a terrible pit of blood, limbs, black iron, and fragments of clothing mixed together, and the guardian Rulus, the wrought iron taken from the body of the freeman, was split into two pieces. The upper half of the body was charred and twisted slightly, as if breathing and moaning, until the rain-like bricks hit him and piled on his head, and there was no sound again.

"Bastard, Karabis!" Katilin, who came back to his senses, saw Karabis running away like the wind, roared, and then he pushed the people around him and asked them to chase the alien. But Karabis turned the alley a few times in the alley, then left everyone behind, disappeared in the lightning bolts.

Katilin was so angry that he raised his fist and roared at the altar over there. Kaimax had already escaped. Then the two followers ran over with panic expressions, "Cicero is coming here."

"Let's go first." Katilin waved his hand hatefully, and retreated to the other side of the bridge under the protection of a group of people.

In front of the big clinic of Timoxiu, the corridor was covered with injured patients. These were all victims of a new round of storm on the streets of Rome in the past month or two, and Timoxiu's financial support. His surgical cost has increased to 300 dinars per silver coin. Even those Tianzhu guys need 200 silver coins to use it.
Chapter completed!