"Stop him ——!!!!"

A shrill voice echoed behind Loren, and in the dark sewers, countless figures pounced viciously!

There is no wind, but there is a whistling sound in my ears!

The biting cold can't hide the killing intent that strikes!

The dark eyes stared at the road in all directions in front of him, and the voice behind him was completely forgotten by the black-haired wizard, leaving only a vague afterimage in the rushing torrent.

Running wildly, running for a dead time—every bone, every muscle, every nerve...... And the boiling blood surges, and it explodes without reservation!

Left, right, behind, front...... Vicious hostility and the shadow of death struck the running black-haired wizard from every possible corner.

Ambushed on all sides, cornered... It's the same as in the glacial wasteland.

The only difference is that there is no tension in Loren's eyes at this moment, only the same coldness as these people, obviously hot from head to toe, but his heart is getting colder and colder.

This time I am both a hunter and a hunter.

The short sword came at him, and the moment he dodged, the cold blade slid down his cheek, and the expressionless Loren flipped his right hand, and the bright silver blade pierced his jaw, then tore the man's throat open, and then quickly pulled out.

There were no screams, only scarlet blood flying between the pitch-black passages, and the blood of the terrible death did not deter the Night's Watch, but rather quickened the pace of their attack!

The blood fell into his eyes, and the excessive energy consumption made Loren's vision a little blurred, and it was even more difficult to distinguish what was in front of him in the already dim tunnel.

But it doesn't matter... For everyone who stands in his way must die!

Don't you want my life... Didn't you want to kill me?

Come on!

Give it a try!

Look who the dead are?!

The gray-blue sword bloomed again, but it didn't stop the Night's Watch's blade—they knew the power of the Bright Silver, but they knew better that if Loren's hand let go of the hilt, the seemingly over-the-top weapon would disintegrate in an instant.

In a frenzied assault, the black-haired wizard rampaged through the siege network set up by the Night's Watch, completely defenseless and defenseless in the face of the attacking enemy.

Forward! Forward! Forward!

Between the blades, the Night's Watch had begun to sense the strangeness of the black-haired wizard.

He didn't seem to care about the enemy behind him, and even completely exposed the flaws, breaking through while not caring about defense at all, as if there was only one in front of him... is his enemy.

The blade in his hand seemed to be no longer a weapon, but a tool to sweep away the barricades, turning all those who stood in his way into minced flesh that could no longer wield the sword and hinder him.

Don't you just take us night watch......men seriously?

At that moment, the Night's Watch suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been targeted by something, and by the time he realized it, the black-haired wizard had already rushed within five steps of him.

Oops!

The pitch-black tunnels led in all directions, and the Night's Watch couldn't imagine how the black-haired wizard had targeted him, but instinctively ran as far as he could in the direction of the exit.

It's not fear, it's hard facts and a warning that you should never go head-to-head with Loren Turin in a one-on-one situation.

It used to be just a joke, but now the twenty-two elite night watchmen who died tragically in the summer twilight courtyard, and the leader of the imperial capital night watchman who fell in the depths of the tunnel, are the best "examples"!

If you can't get rid of it, why can't you get rid of it...... The numb scalp of the Night's Watch did not dare to turn back and confront the black-haired wizard behind him, his creepy eyes like beasts out of hell, unable to escape him no matter how he dodged between the tunnels.

Behind him, the Night's Watch continued to attack, flying blades passing by his side, and his left arm and shoulder were already bloody, and his back was wet.

The pain had made the black-haired wizard's cheeks twist, but it couldn't stop him from pursuing;

It doesn't matter who you kill, it doesn't even matter if you can kill them or not... But in any case, make them pay the price, and let them know what will happen to them as enemies!

It can't go on like this... Desperately trying to shake off the black-haired wizard, the Night's Watch finally realizes that there is no point in continuing to run away - then the only way to do that is to use himself as bait to lure him into a trap set by the rest of the group.

At the next fork in the road, ambush him!

The black-haired wizard's face was expressionless, the sword in his right hand was horizontally in front of him, blocking his eyes, and the sound of hurried footsteps and all sorts of small sounds kept coming into his ears, but he still didn't look back, let alone turn back.

It's just a desperate run, desperate to pounce on the prey that is close at hand.

10 steps, 9 steps, 8 steps, 7, 6 ...... It's getting closer, it's getting closer.

Just rush around this corner, just a few more steps forward, Loren Torino... He will surely die!

At last, the Night's Watch rushed around the corner, and the moment the black-haired wizard appeared, his face in horror finally showed a hint of hideousness, and he turned sharply and pounced on the brethren who rushed out from all directions.

"Die ——!!!!"

The blade is like a forest, and the killing intent is strong!

But what they saw... But it was the cold smile of the black-haired wizard, and the "bright silver" that swung out of the flames.

Fire of Turin——!

The golden-red flames shone brightly in the dark sewers, but in the terrified eyes of the night watchmen they were like demons crawling out of the abyss, roaring and screaming to devour everything!

"Ahhhh——!!!!h

The heart-rending screams echoed in my ears... Just when the Night's Watch thought he too would be burned alive, Loren suddenly grabbed him by the throat and jerked him off the ground.

The other left hand was already clenched in bright silver, and the gray-blue sword was raised high.

No, don't... Don't... I don't want to die, I don't want to die!

Come on, come and save me!

The panicked night watchman looked around, looking for the surviving brothers... But there was nothing but coke on the ground.

Actually, there are people.

In the tunnel, there were nearly 100 night watchmen surrounding Loren Turin, and it was impossible for the rest not to know that he was here, and it was impossible not to know that he would definitely kill himself.

When they still have no intention of saving themselves, but wait... Wait for the moment he kills himself, and then do it to Loren Turin!

"Save me, save me——!"

The night watchman, who had been choked by the throat, turned red, his eyes bulged out, and he howled heartbreakingly.

No one responded, and not a single one rushed out to save him... The black-haired wizard looked around at the night watchman who begged for mercy like a reptilian like a reptilian looking around with sarcasm.

"No one will save you, go and die in peace......"

The terrified night watchman couldn't care about anything else, and his left hand with the "spellcaster" had just been raised, and the gray-blue sword light pierced his elbow and armpit at that moment!

"Ahhh——!!!!hhh

The bright silver sword is not really a sharp blade, but more like an exploding "lightning" - under the blade, the tendons of the elbow joint are blown and torn, and the muscles and bones are wailing, so that they are deformed and shattered, and even broken!

"Ahhh——!!!!hhh

The Night's Watch screamed, the severed arm that had been "severed" fell to the ground, still spasmodic and convulsing, and the torn leg of the arm seemed to have been broken alive and exploded, and the blood gushed out.

Expressionless, Loren ignored the Reservoir Dog-like Night's Watch in his hand, his cold eyes staring at the exit on the other side.

He's waiting for someone.

Feeling the sight of dozens of pairs of murderous intent behind him, but he didn't dare to get closer, Loren's face didn't even change a little - after the experience of the Imperial Court, the eyes of these people could no longer do anything to themselves.

"Enough!"

The sudden voice made the expressionless Loren hook the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Let him go!"

The voice was still approaching, and a familiar figure had appeared at the end of the exit, with a bit of decisiveness in the indifferent voice.

"Or give him a treat!"

In the midst of the screams, the night watchman, who was choked by the throat, was already dying, and his trembling eyes were also fixed on the figure coming from the exit.

"No problem, I promise you......"

Loren said in a deep voice:

“...... Edward. ”

The words fell, and the gray-blue sword light pierced through the heart of the night watchman!