In an instant, the crowd was surrounded, and Anthony was already wearing a mechanical mask, looking at the people around him, and the frost blades were in their hands.

With the twin blades swirling in his hands, Anthony thought about the way out, he hadn't thought about the ambush this time, but now he didn't have much time.

The joint investigation between the Investigation Bureau and the Police Department has been going on for nearly a week, gathering a large number of elite sheriffs and special outliers with tracking capabilities in the Investigation Bureau.

These people are not rice buckets!

Carpet search, urban areas to eliminate the past, Rao is this plan was carefully planned by Anthony for a long time before it began, but as time passed, some extremely hidden clues were dug up one after another.

Since some things have been done, no matter how much they cover up, they will still leave traces, and even the act of covering up itself is a kind of trace.

The so-called unsolved cases are nothing more than these traces, which are limited by the investigators and the conditions of the investigation at that time, and those hidden traces cannot be found, so in the end they can only end up without a problem.

And this high-pressure posture has never relaxed recently, especially in the last two days, in order to ensure his safety, Anthony has changed several hiding places in a row.

Anthony knew that it wouldn't be long before he was exposed, unless he chose to leave Drenham and deal with them in a wider area.

But this is unrealistic, his purpose has never been to kidnap Mathil Tate, and if he leaves Dmingham, he may have more options to protect himself, but what he really wants to do will never be done.

Therefore, he had to come, even risking his life, this time just to fight for a chance.

Failed.

It's a reality, no one can come up with a 100% perfect plan, not to mention that it's an adventure in itself.

Of course, it wasn't all fruitless, at least he found out about the cellar, whether it was true or not, there was something wrong with the delivery of goods at Tate Manor.

Now all to do is get out of here.

"Hold it back, you don't have any chance of winning!"

At this moment, Quirrell was no longer wearing a slim butler uniform, but a set of combat leather armor, looking at the person caught in the encirclement, as if looking at a prey that had fallen into a heavy encirclement.

"Miss Mathil Tate is still in my hands, so what can you do with me?"

The hoarse voice emitted from under the mechanical mask was apparently altered by the mechanical mask.

"Catch him, stay alive. ”

Quirrell gave the order, and he took the lead in the charge, rushing wildly, a layer of gray-white substance seeping out of the flesh of his hands to wrap his hands, and several small bone spurs appeared at the front of the fist......

Talent: Skeleton!

Before he could make contact, Quirrell slammed a jab with one hand, but a large number of bone needles flew out of the bone joints in an instant.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The twin blades flew up and down in front of him, and the frost blade was like a butterfly piercing through Anthony's fingers, and the red and blue energy flashed one after another, cutting off all the bone spurs.

At this moment, the alien disciples beside him had already stepped forward, and someone was holding a long sword, and a large number of petals suddenly grew around the long sword at the position of his arm, covering his swordsmanship trajectory.

Ice Wind!

Anthony turned around suddenly, and the left hand holding the frost blade instantly drew a moon arc, and a strong cold wind blew through, and all the petals were frozen and fell in an instant, and even the sword body of the long sword was attached to a layer of frost.

Before the swordsman could react, the next second, Anthony had already bowed down and rushed into his arms, his double knives piercing through his chest and abdomen, blood mixed with internal organs flowing all over the ground.

The two knives carried the corpse, and the next moment they threw it out and crashed into the crowd next to them.

Another man touched the ground with his hands, and the grass beneath Anthony's feet began to grow wildly, turning into a mass of chains that bound his legs.

However, before the man could be pleased, Anthony squatted down and made a forward movement similar to that of a toad jumping, his muscles tensed suddenly, and all restraints were removed in an instant.

"Hmph, I have some skills, Mr. Parker, don't wait and see, take him down, wouldn't it be good to go and rest earlier?"

Butler Quirrell's arms were completely wrapped in bone armor, and gray-white bone spurs formed blades arranged in a diagonal shape on either side of his arms.

Speaking into the shadows of the trees beside him, Gerald Parker slowly appeared on a tricycle.

At this moment, he also has two short knives in his hand, which are not as capable of activating elemental energy as the Frost Blade in Anthony's hand, but its blade will be extremely dazzling just by looking at it!

The small figure has an unusual dexterity between the movements, and it approaches without saying a word, only the two short knives in his hands cut through the air, bringing the sound of hunting.

Flames!

The flame tornado swept towards Parker, but the latter suddenly disappeared the moment of contact, and the next second appeared directly in front of Anthony, jumping high, with both knives pointing downward, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, straight into Anthony's shoulders.

If anyone were looking at the surface of the lawn at this moment, they would have noticed that there was already a hole in the ground where Gerard Parker had disappeared, and there was one in front of Anthony at the moment.

Anthony raised his twin knives to hold Parker's twin blades, and for a moment the flames burst out.

Before he could fight back, Quirrell approached his side and threw a punch that struck Anthony directly into the side, knocking him flying like a sack.

However, Quirrell had no happy expression on his face, he felt as if his fist had hit a steel plate, extremely tough, and the imaginary flesh and blood shattering did not appear.

"Go around and cut off his legs!"

Although the blow just now failed to break Anthony's resistance, it also made him vomit a lot of blood, and he barely got up after landing on the ground, but he could also see that it was the end of a strong crossbow.

Quirrell had lost his patience, and the old man only said that he wanted to live, and cut off his legs, and it was natural that he would not let him die.

"Mole!

At this moment, there was a sudden shout from the southeast, because it was late at night, and the surrounding sounds were not noisy, so this sound was exceptionally clear.

Anthony was stunned at first, and then laughed bitterly.

Turning to the southeast in the shouting, he ran wildly without hesitation.

"Stop him...... Who is the blocking force in the southeast?"

Only then did Quirrell realize that the three people who should have surrounded him from the southeast were gone.

"Don't worry, he can't run, keep up. ”

As soon as the two knives were retracted, the whole person suddenly disappeared to the ground, and in the next second, he appeared ten meters away, and instantly approached Anthony by a large distance.

"Someone is chasing me!"

Anthony didn't look back at this time, just replied.

Dark green flames suddenly lit up in the woods ahead, and the Hellstead marched out of the darkness wearing the firelight.

"Get on the horse!"

"Good!"

Anthony stopped and exerted his strength instantly, and the whole person rose from the ground, and Parker, who had just approached the ground, was about to intercept and kill, but because Anthony was in the air, he couldn't succeed, and when he landed, he was already on the back of that strange flame war horse, all the way away.

"Let's go!"

Once again, the talent was activated, and the figure sank to the ground, this time no longer appearing instantly, but disappearing into the ground for a long time.

Talent Walking.

This is a mobile talent, as long as it stands on the ground, it can achieve the effect of instant raid within a certain range, and if it remains underground for a long time, as long as you can hold that breath, you can naturally move quickly.

"Someone's underground!"

Anthony noticed Gerald Parker's actions behind him, and his abilities were no obstacle to those underground.

He knew that if he didn't get rid of the stalkers below, not only would he not be able to escape, but he would also drag the person who saved him into the water.

This time there was no reply, but the war horse under Anthony increased its speed again in an instant, and suddenly jumped up somewhere, still in mid-air, and several inscription imprints suddenly lit up in several places on the ground below.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~

Level 2 Inscription: Blast!

The flames of the explosion illuminated the entire woodland, and Gerard Parker burst out of the land, and this section of the chain of explosions was directed at him!

Using the shock caused by the explosion to make the rock and soil underground extremely unstable, the road that had just been opened up was blocked almost instantly, he didn't want to be shocked to death or buried in the dirt, so he could only choose to leave the land, and then look up, there was a dark green fire in the distance.

"What about people!"

Quirrell sprang in, looking at the woodland after the explosion with a gloomy face.

"I don't know, someone answered him, and there were many means, bombs, and horses...... Why is Tate Manor able to bring in those kinds of horses, what are the gatekeepers doing outside, are you hiring a bunch of blind men and blind people?"

The dark green flames stood out more than anything else at night, and Gerald Parker's face was even more ugly than Quirrell's.

Where did he think that not only did he prepare horses on the opposite side, but he also planted bombs in advance...... Or is it in this position?

"Hurry up and find me, such a conspicuous horse, there are at least two or more people on the other side, immediately contact the wall guard team and the patrols on both sides of the coast, you must not let people go!"

Quirrell put his hands on his waist, his voice was loud, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter, he knew exactly how big the manor area was, and now they were running out, and it didn't do anything just to seal the junction and the port.

"I knew I should have notified the people from the Investigation Bureau to come and guard ......"

At this point, Quirrell glanced at Gerald Parker next to him, if it hadn't been for his obstruction, there would have been two more investigation teams from the Bureau of Anomalies at this time.

Although he is a housekeeper, his own profession determines that he is not a scheming person.

A lot of times he's just an executor, even as he gets older.

"Are you crazy or stupid? Let someone from the Bureau of Anomalies come over, and we will use the cellar to attract him, and the people from the Bureau will always ask us why we are doing this, right? When the time comes, I don't know if the kidnappers can catch them, but we won't be able to run anyway!"

Gerald Parker was not afraid of the butler, and just choked back.