Eddie's pupils narrowed in shock. He felt the air flow down the cold blade through his throat, the burning pain and life-symbolizing blood gushing out of the gap in his neck, all of which vanished with the attack.

"Gray Cloak" was expressionless, and with a swift movement, he turned his wrist again, and took advantage of the second knife to make up for his face that had lost his defense, and raised his leg and kicked it over.

The halberd fell out of the hands of the captain of the guards. His face was split under the knife, his lips were distant, he fell on his back, his fingers struggling to reach into the air to grasp something, the metal ring on his ring finger darkened in the shadow of the other's body, and then fell with his hand—

With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground and never got up again.

"You're going to pay the price...... You will pay the price! Sawyer's teeth widened, his voice trembling in extreme rage, and his dexterous right hand immediately grabbed a hidden weapon strap at his thigh, and from it, he pulled out three throwing daggers in one go, and threw them forward between the joints of the four fingers in turn.

The three daggers flew to the center of the brow, neck, and left knee of the Grey Cloak attacker, respectively, in the hands of the little thief.

However, the "Grey Cloak" possesses an inhumanly agile skill, and the skill with which he wields the katana in combat is also excellent. He still calmly observed the scene of the battle carefully, and the free deputy suddenly touched the second scabbard on the other side of his waist, drew another katana from it, and turned around to slash at the right angle.

Like Miss Drow Poet, he is also a "double skillful hand"!

If Urs had a careful heart and sharp eyes, he might have recognized the katana in his lieutenant's hand as the "Orokanshut Blade" that had been wielded by a certain Babu monster in the labyrinth of oil paintings in abandoned empty houses.

Two of Sawyer's three throwing daggers were shot down by the curved blade long knife in the air, and the one thrown at his left knee was slashed by the opponent's katana, and it spun and bounced onto a nearby church stone pillar, and after two consecutive ejections, it flew back into the face of the halfling thief himself!

The head of the shaving regiment was incredulous. He hurriedly took a half-step back, only to be at his side with a large blue shield like a solid wall before the dagger bounced back.

Fortress Shield –

The protection of the dwarves, the third time to bounce off the "disliked" secret weapon.

"Stand behind the warriors!" Koto roared and glared at the "Grey Cloak", bravely and resolutely standing in front of the badly wounded old knight and the halfling who was even shorter than him, and his fearless spirit seemed to point at the tip of the other's nose to warn, "If you want to hurt your fellow warriors, step over his corpse first!" ”

Although one of his companions had already been killed by the other's sword......

Eddie, the captain of the guards, failed to return to the eastern desert. His corpse lay at the feet of his foes in the same horror as he died, a bolt from the Sour Fang Crossbow and a bolt of light from a magic missile flying right behind the knife-wielding murderer.

No matter how fast the "Gray Cloak" moves, it can't conjure a third hand and a third knife for no reason, not to mention that the energy damage of the magic missile cannot be blocked or parried by a weapon of a physical nature.

So he chose to dodge this time, and his feet in leather boots under the cloak touched the ground, bent his knees, and suddenly, a long-distance backward leap opened the distance between the battle and the others, so as to facilitate the next confrontation.

Thea took the opportunity to hurry to Eddie's side. The girl knows some medical knowledge, and she knows that people don't die immediately after their throats are cut, so there is still a trace of luck in her heart...... But the Captain's face had been completely torn open, and red and white slurry flowed out from the underside of his skull.

Her magic could not save a dead corpse.

Meanwhile, Jay Sparrow and Gloriden remained in the back row of the line, and reason kept them from rushing up. The old knight Brian recovered from the pain of his broken arm, hanging his arm without the end, holding the long sword in his other hand, staring at the enemy who appeared in everyone's eyes with a half-hunched waist, and reprimanded: "Who are you?!" Why attack us?! ”

Urs and Stonefist did not make any rash moves, and the two of them retreated left and right, standing with their companions.

The attacker's eyes were hidden under the cloak, and he looked at everyone for a second, then raised his lieutenant, who held the blade of Orokanshut, to open a hood attached to the cloak on his head.

He showed a face that was different from that of ordinary humans, with a dark gray and reddish complexion, short pale hair, a pair of sharp horns that were not very obvious but still existed on either side of his forehead, and his red eyes were filled with a static murderous aura.

"Tiefling?!" When Urs saw that face, he was almost stunned.

Tifflin and another creature called Asmo are commonly known as gods and demons, indicating that part of their bloodline belongs to the main material plane, and the other part comes from the devils of hell, demons of the abyss, or angels of heaven, and their strong bloodlines make them more revered heroes or panic-mongering bullies than ordinary mortals.

The horns of the head, the tail that grows at the end of the spine, the legs and feet with hooves, the smell of sulfur, and the eyes that are as red as hellfire...... These outward traits are all evidence that a tiflin can use to indicate his race, as the tiflins who roam the surface of Castaño's main material plane are usually descendants of a hybrid of a human and a devil or a demon.

But what surprised the young people was not their race.

The phrase "Tiefling" was just blurted out, the important thing was that he remembered the face, as well as the name and identity of the other party, as well as the strength of the current period...... An evil sword master with a total rank of more than thirty!

No wonder his performance just now can almost be described as terrifying......

Urs took a deep breath and examined the formidable enemy he had to face at the moment.

At the same time, Stone Fist was also shocked by his appearance, and shouted: "Entropy?!" ”

"You know him?"

The young man turned his gaze towards his fellow orc warrior monk, and before he could speak, the old knight Brian, the dwarven warrior Koto, the halfling thief Sawya, and the old thief Glorydon at the back of the line looked at him in unison, expressing their doubts in unison.

The jay did not make a sound. Miss Poet kept her silent, and the steps under the black robe stepped back a little more, and stood behind everyone, observing the further development and evolution of the situation......

Entropy, chaotic entropy of disorder –

This is the name of the Tieflin Swordmaster, or the nickname that replaces the name.

"No see, Stonefist." The Tieflin Sword Saint named Entropy cast a calm gaze and looked at the orc monk from a distance, "You're still that weak...... It's like the Master who couldn't save us from my blade in the first place. ”...