Bucktooth!

The most notorious killer organization in the North!

Esher glanced at his son, Itkarn, who he didn't expect the two to be connected.

Who was he, his son, Itkarn, serving?

It seems that this question can only be revealed after the fact.

"Everybody's back! Protect His Majesty! ”

One by one, the fanged killers gathered behind the black-robed man, and Ashur took out his bow and crossbow, and the two sides confronted each other.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and large strands of sweat flowed down Esher's forehead, if he and his family did not protect Jon III, he and his family would definitely become the number one criminal of the Empire, and he did not want to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

At this moment, the closed door of the main hall was pushed open.

"Uh, is there anyone here?"

Ivan poked his head into the room, and the smile on his face stopped abruptly.

"Gee, it looks like we're here at the wrong time."

"Bang!"

The door to the main hall was closed tightly again.

After a brief silence...

"Shoot the arrows! No mercy! ”

Feathered arrows were shot one after another, and this specially modified crossbow arrow by Odin was enough to pierce the body of an adult man, and even a well-trained professional would not feel good.

When the arrows rained, the black-robed man threw out a jar-like object, and a burst of black mist quickly spread around his feet, and the figures of the killers gradually disappeared into it.

Eshur's eyes widened as he stared at the rain of arrows as they rushed into the black mist.

Although he couldn't see it, the screams were mixed with the sound of some feather arrows sinking into the flesh, the black fog dissipated, and there were many more killer corpses on the ground, but the black-robed man and the rest of the killers were nowhere to be seen.

Then, countless black shadows fell from the sky, and the silver light flashed, splashing with Dao blood.

"Shadow Night Attack!"

The sharp blade in the black-robed man's hand went straight towards Esher in the crowd, but Tran had already noticed him, and Esher was grabbed by him.

At the gate, Edward and Ivan didn't know when they entered the main hall, seeing that Jon III was in a critical situation, Edward hurriedly pulled out his long sword and ran to the center of the battle, and Ivan also hurriedly followed, but with a charred wand.

Edward took advantage of the black-robed man's entanglement with Tran and stabbed him from behind, who knew that the black-robed man seemed to have eyes on his back, and his body changed and he dodged.

"Ice Marksmanship!"

At just the right time to cast the spell, the black-robed man had no strength left to dodge, and the ice spear smoothly passed through the man's left shoulder.

The black-robed man looked at Ivan at the back, his eyes were like a fierce beast eager to choose someone to devour.

"Deal with him." Edward said.

Tran and Ivan nodded, their situation is not very good at the moment, the all-out war with Romaniel and the riot of Warcraft have led to a great reduction in the elite in the royal court, and the fangs can stand in the north and be called the Three Great Killer Guilds is not blown, it is a real reputation that is stacked with blood.

These killers burst into the formation, and the caster became their primary target, and all of those who survived the rain of arrows were the most elite killers with fangs, and there were even two or three killers of the same level as the black-robed man! For a while, the spellcasters brought by Esher were almost slaughtered, and the rest could only cooperate with the other guards to resist with difficulty.

Of course, in addition to Fang, a few ace killers who were like black-robed men, the others were also being killed by small formations, magic and crossbow arrows.

"A torrent of spells."

Now that there are other people at the front, Ivan naturally does not have to act as a vanguard, and the first choice for being lethal and able to control the battlefield is naturally magic.

The most important thing is that Ivan is different from ordinary spellcasters, his skills and reflexes are enough for him to deal with ordinary killers.

"Burst, incinerate!"

Flames swept across the battlefield from the flanks, and several killers who couldn't dodge were engulfed in tongues of fire.

"Very good, I didn't expect His Royal Highness Edward to come too." The black-robed man laughed wildly.

Edward didn't speak, he raised his sword with his sword, and the two swords collided, and Tran took the opportunity to kick the black-robed man in the abdomen, and the huge force made his whole body fly out.

The black-robed man quickly adjusted his body in the air, and several somersaults unloaded his force, and a large number of ice picks fell from the air, and he had to quickly roll to dodge.

"Ahh Edward's knight's sword flashed with golden brilliance, and he slashed down with a sword.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The black-robed man struggled to block Edward's New Year's swordsmanship, and His Royal Highness's sword was heavier than the other, and his hands were numb from the shock. A cyan glow of magic came from the side, and the man gritted his teeth, a large patch of blood running down his abdomen.

Just when the battle was in full swing, a familiar scream pulled back Tran's violent figure.

"Your Excellency!" Tran's grieving voice caught the attention of Edward and Ivan.

The two of them looked at each other and were stunned.

Eshur staggered, looking like he was about to fall, and he slowly turned his head to look behind him, his gray eyes full of incredulity.

"For ...... Why? He asked bitterly.

Itkarn slowly pulled out his murder weapon, smiling, blood splattering half of his face red, looking horrible as it spilled red.

"Because he's not your son at all, Lord Eshur, hahaha." The black-robed man clutched his abdomen, low-level magic would not have made him incapacitated, in fact, if it weren't for Tran, he would have killed Edward and Ivan with ease.

"You...... What did you say?! Eshur asked in a trembling voice, a twinkle in his eyes.

The black-robed man laughed, and he held out his hand, pointing in Itkarn's direction.

Itkarn's body began to tremble, and a stream of gray floats seeped out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and floated towards the black-robed man.

"What is behind you is just an empty shell, as for his soul? Hey. The man said no more, but as he had said, Itkahn's eyes were no longer alive as the gray hyaluronic floats vanished, like a walking corpse.

"Ah........." Esher cried, not wailing for himself.

At this moment, he is no longer the powerful Minister of Defense, nor the patriarch of a huge family, he is just a father, and this is just a father's tears.

"Your Excellency......" Tran slowly took Ashur's fallen body in his arms, and the man, who was not afraid even when fighting the fanged killer, was trembling slightly.

Edward and Ivan watched this scene with complexity......