Boom!

In a long-abandoned 'Ancient Death' church not far from the Gilded Rose Restaurant, a figure also smashed through the wall and was blown out.

He landed on a somersault in mid-air, slammed his sword on the ground, and wiped away a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

It was the beast yelling Rolu who was in charge of exterminating the upper echelons of the [Infiltration Guild].

In the battle just now, he was caught off guard and suffered a secret loss.

Originally, everything went very smoothly, after all, in Levi's estimate, among the many branches of the Thieves Guild, except for the shadow thief who was rumored to have the legendary actor in charge, most of the other branches were strong and middle-class, and many of the so-called 'backbones' and 'leaders' were not even his responsibility

However, Levi also warned them not to underestimate the enemy, because in the mixed gray forces of Jishui City, in the interpenetration of each other for many years, they know what ingredients are mixed in it, and the essence of wearing human skin is uncertain, and it is a devil from Bato's hell.

Unexpectedly, the first 'accident' was him.

But it's okay, with this intensity, if you are someone else, I am afraid that you will suffer a big loss.

There was another loud bang, and a steel golem nearly two stories tall smashed through the wall of the church, striding out with slow but heavy steps.

On the left shoulder of the Iron Golem, there was also a priest in a robe, staring at DeRoru who was slowly standing up, frowning and saying:

"Why, you harpists, can't have a longer memory, forty-three years ago, and forty-three years later, what should you do to me?"

"The Dragon-worshipping Cult or the Arcane Brotherhood actually infiltrated the Infiltrator's Guild of Thieves, you guys are really funny. Delorou couldn't help but laugh.

Before this operation, Levi and the others had an all-hands combat meeting, in which they spent some time giving them a brief overview of the various forces that they might encounter in this operation, as well as how to deal with them.

It really opened the eyes of this orc from the far north.

When the middle-aged man heard that the other party had roughly revealed his identity, the anger and killing intent in his eyes suddenly became even worse, and he couldn't help but laugh angrily:

"It seems that this time, you have not done much preparation, at least your actions this time are much more mature than the last time, and more disgusting and disgusting, thanks to your harpists, my hard work in the past few years has been in vain. ”

Standing on the steel golem, he looked at the city guards who were assembling towards the port area in the distance, and sighed:

"I am the Lord of the Sita of the Arcane Brotherhood——— Blasca Lautron.

"As a 'reward' for ruining my plans, let me, the glorious bestow upon you death, harpist's warrior. ”

Now that the identity has been revealed, there is no point in continuing to cover it up.

This 'harpist' was so powerful that he had to use the Phosphor Brand——— his life's masterpiece, following the drawings handed down from the Nether Empire, to create a steel golem!

And his Iron Golem has almost become his Brasca symbol in the Northlands.

On the other side, Deloru couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard that the other party had declared his name, but let him also politely blow up his identity? That's impossible! It's impossible in this life.

Looking at the steel golem in front of him, which was infinitely powerful and invulnerable, Deloru fell into a brief thought.

This was almost impossible before!

For the orcs to come, the battle is a pull

Or die on the way to the charge!

Or die on the way back from the Shroud!

Glorious death is also a gift.

If it had been before, he would probably have been as reckless as those blood-soaked fellow clansmen, and then 'suddenly'.

As for now... He still can't help that steel golem, even if he changes a chainsaw sword in his hand, he can probably cut it down

But the Iron Golem is controlled by man after all.

So, wouldn't it be nice to slaughter the human mage who controlled the golem?

This goal is much simpler.

The next moment, DeRoru held his sword in both hands and closed his eyes...

This scene fell into the eyes of the Lord of Sita, it was simply inexplicable...

This is because he was shocked on the spot after hearing his name, and he knew that he was invincible, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for death?

But in the next second, a rush of battle intent and killing intent that made him suddenly feel the urge to urinate rushed from the 'human warrior' warrior who called himself the 'Fifth Knight Sword Walker of the Moon Weaving Star'!

This is one of the bloodline abilities that DeRoru 'comprehended' after undergoing the Ultramarine's transformation surgery and after being given a bloodline by Levi.

[Endless Fury]!

Originally, his literal understanding of this bloodline's ability was that he constantly accumulated negative emotions such as anger, hatred, and killing intent in battle and killing, and this 'anger' would also increase his physical qualities such as strength, physique, and agility exponentially.

Even when his anger reaches its peak, he is somehow immune to death for a short period of time, even after a fatal wound to his body, until... Die to the enemy!

But once he was suddenly inspired by Calvin the 'Wise', since he only needs to store his negative emotions such as anger, hatred, and murderous intent, why must he immerse himself in battle?

There's a way... Called...

Autosuggestion...

So in an instant, Deloru's mind showed the hardships of his youth...

thought of the cowardice that when his mother was beaten by his father, he could only hide behind the trumpet.

I thought of the reluctance and perseverance when I led a few brothers to the dark region.

He thought of the incompetence of his brothers who died tragically in front of him when they were attacked by the Drow Elve.

Thinking that when he sank in the Dark Realm, his Frostwolf Clan might be being ravaged by the Iron Hoof of the Shadowmoon Clan!

thought of how sad and helpless Grena and the children would be if he died in the battle at this moment.

Thinking that he hadn't been able to return to his clan yet, he questioned and challenged his father to save his poor mother from the sea of misery!

All this, how could he, be here, die easily!

I'm DeRoru Frostwolf Landrezo Hell Roar!

Never succumb to fate!!

“Lok'tarogar!！！

"Roar !!!!"

With Deloru's roar, the boundless anger and killing intent seemed to turn into substance, sweeping around like a violent wind.

At the same time, countless green tendons like swimming dragons appeared from the surface of his body, and in the end, his entire skin became red as blood!

No, it was the blood mist that had turned into substance and seeped out of the pores, making his whole person look like a frenzied god and demon.

Then, he opened his eyes like a sea of purgatory blood and stepped out in one step!

With both hands dragging the great sword, the fireworks rushed towards the already stunned 'Lord of the West Tower'.

Because of the speed, Deloru's entire figure continued to twist and deform with his steps.

Seeing that this 'harpist' instantly turned into an angry 'monster', the 'Lord of Theta' Blasca was extremely stupid.

"Wait! Isn't this the beast's battle cry?how can there be an orc in the harp's hand!I...."

But his tense opponent couldn't allow him to hesitate any longer, so he slowly raised a fist the size of half a steam locomotive as he controlled the steel magic statue, locked onto the attacking figure, and slammed it down.

At the same time, all kinds of [Arcane Missiles], [Fireballs], and [Ice Spears] rained down on DeRoru's head and face.

And the next moment, Blasca saw the scene of the miserly mage's three views.

The suspected beast Rao warrior didn't need to flash his spells, and danced that big sword into a big windmill, and actually 'slashed' most of his plastic energy spells in the air!

He couldn't help but block all the 'bullets', and there were arcane missiles bombarding his flesh and blood, the raging flames scorching his skin black, and the ice spear piercing his chest and abdomen!

But instead of dying, DeRorou, who had been so badly hit, was faintly faster.

Bang!

The Iron Golem's fist finally smashed down!

That terrible figure is finally gone...

But before Blasca could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the sound of oozing metal grinding again.

He jerked his head up, and saw that the warrior had somehow avoided the Golem's fatal blow, landed on the Golem's arm, and dragged his great sword towards him!

"Dead !!"

"Wait!wait!! me...."

Blasca can only stack triggered protection spells like all mages who are close to the warrior.

But....

Poof!

Before he could say a word, he was slashed in the chest and abdomen by the berserk orc, and his entire body instantly turned into a lobster, turning into a flying fire meteor and smashing into the ruined church.

Boom!

A few seconds later.

Another historic building in the city of Drawing Water....

was demolished.