Glancing suspiciously at the urine bag on the ground, the hooded woman cautiously backed away from the crowd.

The man who had just appeared was dressed as a prisoner and had a certain madness in his eyes, which seemed difficult to control, and now was the critical moment to complete the task, and it was better not to cause more trouble.

After paying attention, she asked, "May I ask what you wanted to do when you came to us?"

The silver bell-like voice is still as crisp as ever, and this time it also has a strange rhythm, and the pleasant voice is quietly dyed with a touch of charm.

The witch continued while activating the [Spiritual Enchantment]:

"Look at the clothes on your body, you must be the professional who was arrested by that woman, right? I think our purpose should be the same. If you are willing to keep quiet, I can pay you the price on behalf of the Farrell family, and some special requests are not impossible. ”

Harry didn't reply, instead staring straight at the werewolf's muscular muscles. I saw that the corners of his mouth were upturned at first, and then he slowly grinned, revealing an extraordinarily happy smile.

Seeing the man who suddenly appeared laughing, the black-robed woman immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In the witch's "family", the master mother has almost absolute dominance over the lower witches, so the punishment is extremely severe, and if this mission fails, although it will not be killed directly, but the punishment will definitely not be light.

Although she didn't care about it just now, she was still very afraid of the punishment of the mistress.

Since the man in front of him can talk, it is simply better, as long as it is delayed for a while, and when the mission goal is won, it is not up to you to pay the price or not?

In order to show her kindness, the witch gently lifted the wide black robe on her body. A short staff with branches slowly poked out and rested gently on the back of the silver* werewolf.

The faint cold light flashed, and the werewolf's original blood-red eyes gradually faded, although they were still a pair of beast pupils, and they did not return to human eyes, but they finally barely regained a little consciousness.

After regaining its senses, perhaps remembering the methods of Master Leonard, it couldn't help but shudder and decided to endure for a while.

"Humph!"

The werewolf's nose twitched, and the orange-yellow beast pupils narrowed slightly, firmly remembering the taste of the man in front of him, but the killing intent in his eyes was hidden, and the action of prostrating himself was also put away, and it returned to an upright posture.

However, what they didn't expect was that in the face of the kindness on their side, the face of the man opposite drooped.

"Why don't you hurry up, what about your horse?"

Unarmed, Harry pulled an iron bar from the ruins of the tower, aimed it at the werewolf's thigh, and stabbed him in the thigh.

The oversized werewolf, with his unusual agility, dodged the iron bar with a backward jump, then leaned down again, let out a menacing growl in his throat, and his newly faded eyes were dyed bright red again.

"Wait!"

The black-robed witch flicked her staff in a frustrated manner, and the air around her writhed, and an invisible wave of air pushed Harry out of the way that had pounced first.

"You are a prisoner captured by that woman, and we have accepted the order to prepare to besiege her, everyone has the same position, there is no need to do it!"

Harry, who had been pushed out by the air wave, got up with a grunt, patted the dirt off his body, and grinned again.

He looked at the werewolf with a hunger-like look in his eyes, and it looked even crazier than it, and if it weren't for the lack of hair on his body, he really couldn't tell who was the beast.

"What stance is not a stand? Lao Tzu's position is to have a good fight!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the werewolf's eyes were completely red, and he let out a sharp howl on his back, and then pounced on him, rolling with Harry and fighting.

After the wolf howl sounded, the dozens of black-robed people behind the witch trembled, the muscles on their bodies gradually expanded, and the loose robes were also torn apart, it was obvious that the desire in the hearts of these werewolves was almost uncontrollable.

"Unreasonable!"

The witch waved the short staff in her hand angrily, and together with several petite black-robed people, she cast a lucid spell to try to suppress the ferocity of these werewolves.

However, the battle between Harry and the Silver* Werewolf gradually intensified, and new wounds continued to appear on their bodies, and a faint smell of blood spread.

The werewolves who smelled the smell of blood couldn't hold back at all, and one by one they took the initiative to tear off their black robes and began to look up to the sky and howl. The other werewolves in the palace also howled, their terrible howls echoing everywhere.

"Damn, that's it?"

Watching a werewolf suddenly turn into a dozen, Harry's scalp tingled a little. Although it is very cool to have a fight, it would be too embarrassing to die in the siege of werewolves.

"Damn, it's all your lunatic!"

Exposure was inevitable, the success rate of completing the task plummeted, and the witch shuddered at the thought of the cruel punishment methods of the mistress, and the back of the hand holding the short staff suddenly burst into green tendons.

She gritted her teeth, took out a large handful of fine particles from her arms, and threw them at the man and wolf who were in full swing.

The werewolf's pupils narrowed, and he was desperately beaten by Harry, trying to get out of the range of the particles.

Seeing that it looked like a snake and scorpion, Harry was also attentive.

As he tried his best to dodge the unidentified objects, he swung the iron bar in his hand vigorously, throwing many small particles in the direction of the werewolf and floating into its hair.

The werewolf who was thrown off a small particle frantically shook his hair like a water dog, and even the blood in his eyes faded a lot, and he was so anxious that he spit out an extremely clear human sentence: "Wait! Don't do it yet!"

The black-robed witch didn't even look at it, but stared at Harry's particle-stained right arm, and waved her staff with a hideous expression.

The particles attached to the two of them suddenly shrank and sank into their bodies without hindrance, and then used their flesh and blood as nourishment, quickly taking root and sprouting, and in an instant, they grew into black vines with thorns.

The werewolf who had shaken off most of the grass seeds was fine, and after two wails of pain, he rolled on the ground and crushed the vines on his body, and Harry, who was unprepared, fell into bad luck.

More than a dozen vines grew on his arms, not only was his upper body pierced with thorns and blood, but even his entire right arm shrunk, as if the flesh and blood below had been devoured, and he couldn't even speak.

"Die!"

With the black-robed witch's shout, an invisible blade slashed at Harry's neck, and Harry, who was covered in cold sweat, switched the iron bar to his left hand to block it, but it was only a moment of stalemate before it was easily cut off.

He twisted his body desperately, but he couldn't dodge his neck before he could avoid his head, and he could only watch as the air blade sliced towards his head.

At this moment, his life flashed before his eyes like a marquee, his parents who died on the battlefield, the stern old Roman, his two wives who died young, and even William, who beat him for three months, and this unfinished death fight.

Harry suddenly realized that he had a lot more to say to these people, but it was too late. Eventually, he tried his best to open his mouth wide and say what he wanted to say the most.

"This is two against one! It can't be regarded as Lao Tzu's loss!"

"Bang!"

A palm wrapped in the power of shadows suddenly appeared, holding up the qi blade from below.

The violent blade swept by, taking most of Harry's hair and slicing through the wall behind him like tofu, but it saved his life.

In the bright moonlight, Jessica stepped out from behind Harry, standing in place with her hands behind her back, looking indifferently at the unwilling witch in front of her.

"You're the one Leonard sent to kill me?"

The female knight asked in a cold voice, her face was full of indifference when she was thinner than before, and she looked seven points similar to the state when William was paralyzed.

Seeing that the damned madman had escaped, the witch gritted her teeth in annoyance, but soon regained her smile and groaned, and bowed slightly to Jessica, who was standing with her hands in her hands.

"It's Lord Jessica, Lord Leonard asked me to say hello to you on his behalf,"

The knight glanced at her and didn't speak, but quietly gestured with her intact left hand, signaling Harry behind her to stay where she was.

Harry, who had survived the catastrophe, took a breath, then noticed the black and red palm, and couldn't help but frown.

Even with the protection of the power of shadows, it was still very dangerous to touch the air blade with his bare hands, and just then, the skin of Jessica's palm was strangled, and the most severely injured thumb even showed Bai Sensen's bone stubble.

The bubbling blood and the power of the shadows mixed together to form a black and red liquid that slowly flowed down the female knight's leg armor, which was much longer than the others, and silently disappeared into her shadow.

"Your ......"

"Wow!"

The wonderful trio suddenly sounded, and the simultaneous hissing of the body, spirit, and soul brought strange feelings, which made everyone present stunned for a moment.

Harry felt a pain in his ass as a pitch-black horse's head emerged from the shadows behind the wall, opened its mouth and grabbed half of his ass, dragging it irresistibly into the shadows beneath him.

Shocked, Harry reached out and tried to grab something, but as the power of the shadows gradually filled his body, his whole body blurred into a shadow, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach anything except the two rows of teeth on his buttocks.

Harry yelled angrily, "Damn! I haven't ...... yet."

Harry, who was dancing with his hands, was dragged into the shadows and disappeared, but the female knight who had managed to take him away frowned and looked at the smiling black-robed woman opposite.

Even if she was affected by Xiaobai's unique trio, most of the witch's spells were instantaneous, and it was not impossible to intercept it, but she watched herself send William's father away, why is this?

I don't know why, but the witch's mood seems to have suddenly improved.

She chuckled, "Have you been able to break away from the Dire and appear alone?" Lord Jessica, you're only one step away from the Fourth Order, right?"

Jessica frowned, feeling that something was wrong with the woman opposite.

But the connection to the Dire in her mind told her that the whites had sent Harry to safety, and that if he held on until he returned, he could instantly move away through the shadow plane. Since this witch is going to say a few nonsense words to help herself stall for time, it couldn't be better.

The witch seemed to be unaware, but continued to praise with a smile: "You are not yet thirty years old this year, are you? ”

Boring nonsense.

Jessica shook her head, feeling that the whites were not far from her, and as long as it moved, she would be able to escape from the encirclement immediately...... No, why can't you come!

The witch on the opposite side smiled, and slightly sideways revealed four petite black-robed people, whose bodies actually exuded fluctuations that belonged to the power of shadows.

The bodies of these people constantly flickered repeatedly between the shadows and reality, and the shadow energy within hundreds of meters was stirred into a mess by them.

"Lord Jessica, these four children behind me are all witches, and I found the same assassin to rewrite the deteriorated version of [Into the Shadows], these little ones have no combat power, but they can still make trouble for your mount. ”

"Wow!"

The neighing of the little whites was heard in the distance, and when they found that something was wrong, they decisively gave up moving, but ran directly to this side.

Listening to the neighing of the horses getting closer and closer, the witch turned to the werewolf beside her and said, "Let your puppies stop that horse, if she runs away, you know the consequences!"

"Tsk, eat you damn old woman sooner or later. ”

"Accept your fate, Lord Jessica, you can't escape. ”

As the dozen werewolves slowly dispersed around, the witch narrowed her eyes and said softly:

"In addition to saying hello, Master Leonard has asked me to bring you a message that he regrets that you were not present at the time of the death of the previous head of the family, and that you were not able to share this happiness with you. ”

Listening to the increasingly anxious hiss in the distance, and feeling the shadow energy around her that was close to rampage, the tense body of the female knight gradually relaxed.

She pursed her lips lightly and said flatly: "Then you can also bring him a message for me, thank him for avenging his mother, and ...... all these years."

"I'm sorry, Mistress Jessica. ”

The witch shook her head, not only interrupting Jessica's words, but also categorically rejecting her request.

"Lord Leonard has commanded that you are never to be brought to him. He said that he should cry when he killed his sister, afraid to laugh out loud when he heard your last words. ”

......

"That bastard!" Jessica's forced composure instantly broke the gong, not only did the bruises on her forehead burst out, but she also clenched her fists violently, eager to drag that damn bastard around and beat him up immediately.

The witch on the opposite side smiled and raised her short staff, which was distorted.

"A rider without Dire is nothing, please don't put up a useless resistance, in this case I can make you walk a little more peacefully. ”

The female knight did not speak with a dark face, but slowly raised her fist,

Meanwhile, William, at the gate of the palace, was speechless as he untied the rope and released the wild dogs tied to the flagpole.

The wild dog that had been freed didn't even look at William, abandoned him like a scumbag who had taken off the reins, and without hesitation pounced on the dog food bowl in front of him, and gnawed like a hungry ghost.

There are more than a dozen flagpoles with wild dogs tied to them like this, and outside the limits of the ropes, each has a pot of fragrant meat and bones.

A knight with the talent of [Spotlight Aura] approached.

"Lord William, the Farrell family's camp has almost been demolished, the embers of the campfire have cooled down, and these dogs are starving like this, and the Farrell family has been gone for almost two days. ”

......