The three people who rushed out of the alley did not look back, and ran straight in the direction of the city gate.

Isaac, who has never been good at sports, felt like his lungs were about to burn, and he inhaled air in large gulps, and the oncoming wind made him unable to compare his eyes.

"I—I said, are we safe?" said Breathless Isaac opened his mouth, "In that case, maybe we can slow down a little bit, wait for Peter and ......"

"Boom ——!"

The sudden explosion made Isaac, who was so frightened that he almost collapsed, stuffed the second half of the sentence in his throat. A dozen assassins rushed through the crowd and towards them!

Screaming, wailing, exploding, running...... The streets, which had been bustling a moment ago, were in chaos in an instant, and the chirping crowd fled in an orderly manner, but it still could not stop the assassins who had already pounced.

Seeing the killers getting closer and closer, Isaac Grantham, who had never felt death so close, had some special urge for the first time, an urge to run desperately!

However, it was clear that this simple survival instinct could not make his weak body lighter all of a sudden—an assassin behind him had already pounced in front of him, so frightened that Isaac had already accepted his fate and closed his eyes!

The next moment, he felt something "slimy" spill on his face.

Am I dead......

Gritting his teeth and opening his eyes, the wizard saw the assassin's surprised face and the long sword sticking out of his mouth!

Vera appeared like a ghost, drawing her bloody sword, and the ragged assassin collapsed to the ground.

"Take him away!" The roaring Vera had two more gray-blue patterns under the corners of her eyes, and she held the sword in both hands to block the three people behind her: "Leave these scum to me!"

"I, I... Can anyone explain it to me..."Isaac, who had never seen such a scene before, was stunned, touching the blood on his face in a daze. And Gavin and Ivan had already drawn their weapons and were nervously guarding his side.

As she turned, five or six more figures had already rushed through the chaotic crowd and launched a surprise attack on the isolated Night's Watch.

But Vera is faster than them!

The dagger in the Night's Watch's left hand was nowhere to be seen, and the next moment it hit the Assassin's face, Vera kicked the corpse straight in front of her with a volley, taking advantage of the momentum to knock another guy who wanted to sneak up on him.

Cut your throat with a knife!

"Take him away, do you hear?!"

Hearing the roar of the red-haired girl, seeing that his hands were full of plasma, Isaac, who finally realized the situation a little, turned around and did not hesitate for a moment.

Run!

My legs were weak, my head was dizzy, my ears were ringing, my nose and sweat were dripping, and my lungs seemed to be about to explode...... But none of this could hinder Isaac's desire to escape.

At this moment, there are only two things left in his crazy brain that is running wildly all the time than ever:

First of all, someone really wants to kill themselves right now;

Secondly, I really don't want to die that much now!

A shrill whistling sound sounded in the wind, and a crossbow bolt almost brushed against his cheek—if in normal times, he might mock the other man's skill more clumsily than his weapon, and spend a few minutes despise some of the iron-strikers who made such inferior weapons, and joke about two sneering jokes by the way.

But now he just wanted to run quickly, and ran as hard as he could!

Vera in the crowd was already overstretched, and the growing number of enemies and the chaotic crowd around her left her with no time to care, and there were a few more scars on her shoulders and back, which were deep in the bones.

All she could do now was hold off the enemy around her as much as she could. The red-haired girl in the scuffle only had time to glance into the distance, and could vaguely see the figure running towards the city gate in the crowd.

But at that moment, Vera, whose sharp eyes were sharp-eyed, noticed several assassins hiding in the crowd at the same time, and had already raised their crossbows and aimed them at Isaac Grantham, who was fleeing in a panic.

The red-haired girl felt a chill down her spine, as if she had fallen into a trap.

"No ——!!!!"

Isaac, who still didn't realize that he was being targeted, was knocked down by a figure next to him without reacting, and the face of the genius wizard who had already weakened his legs hit the ground first.

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die yet!"

Isaac Grantham, who was lying on the ground, was extremely embarrassed, holding his head and nosebleed, his broken forehead was still oozing blood, and he was shouting as if he was about to die.

Then, he found out that he was still alive and well.

Trembling and opening his eyes, Isaac finally saw the "culprit" who had just knocked him down - the wizard apprentice named Jiawen, still standing there, maintaining the posture that pushed him to that moment, his innocent eyes were looking at him, and his figure trembled.

And it's full of arrows.

Panting for breath, Isaac's eyes widened in horror. "Surprised" and Jiawen looked at his dyed clothes.

"Quick...... Walk ......"

With trembling lips, there was only fear in Gavin's eyes, and the next moment he didn't even have fear left—the flying crossbow bolt pierced his eye socket, and the wrought-iron arrow smashed through his skull, poking out a little from the back of his head.

"Quick...... Walk ......"

A low moan became his last words, and his body full of crossbow arrows fell weakly, and the only remaining eyeball was also lost.

Wait a minute...... Isaac shuddered at the throat, his heart feeling like it was about to pop out in the next second. He didn't dare to lower his head, because he could touch what seemed to be an extra ball in his arms.

That's a "face", Ivan's "face......

For he had just seen the headless corpse lying beside him...... Just as Gavin was taking him down, he saw Ivan lunge towards another Assassin.

Then, there was one more body next to me... Gu, headless, still "trembling" corpse.

Isaac was "afraid", and he had seen those visions countless times in his dreams, and he had seen those "terrible" scenes of the dead......

But there is another saying in this world - compared to reality, our imagination is always so poor.

"Ahh——!!!!h

Isaac Grantham, in extreme fear, cried out, looking at the assassin who pounced on him in despair as if he had resigned himself to his fate, the cold blade of his sword reaching his cheek!

But the sword stopped.

The Assassin tried desperately to stab the sword in his hand, but could not move. His cheeks were purple, his eyes were protruding as if he had been choked, and his mouth grew up, but he couldn't breathe!

Isaac turned his head suddenly, and a sorcerer with an indifferent expression was behind him, holding an open book of spells under a pitch-black cloak, and the wand in his right hand shimmered grayish-blue.

"Guards, in the name of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower and the Freedom Council, take down these scum!"

As they spoke, the patrol guards suddenly poured into the chaotic streets, set up crossbows and shields, and shot the Assassins dressed as beggars one by one!

Unexpectedly, the Assassins fled towards the chaotic crowd at the first time, but the crossbow bolts behind them did not let them go—and amid screams and wails, the guards with shields and broadswords quickly separated the crowd in the streets, leaving only a mess and corpses.

One by one, the Assassins fell to the ground in the screams, and Vera, who was lying in the middle of the enemy, had just slit the throat of the enemy when she found that she was surrounded, and at least ten crossbowmen were pointing at her with crossbows.

An anxious Vera looked at Isaac who was lying on the ground, only to find that this guy was actually chatting with the wizard who took the lead!

What's going on?!

"Birdlaire?I know the name, which means I know you?" "Isaac's eyes widened in horror, staring at the guy who looked a little like Mentor Dalton Khand, "Have you ever been to the old man who smoked a pipe?"

"You must be talking about Master Freswalker, Lord Isaac Grantham. A smile erupted from Birdlaire's stiff face, and he took the initiative to extend his right hand to Isaac: "Trust me, you are safe from now on." ”

"Under the protection of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower and the Corona family, no one can hurt you a single cold hair!" Smiling, Bedlaire suddenly frowned, and looked coldly at the assassin who was still motionless, suffocating to the point of foaming at the mouth, and raised his voice sharply:

"And whoever dares to hurt a wizard at Ebolden, whoever it is, he will have to pay——!!!!"