At the moment when the first gunshot rang out, on the other side of the square, the old coachman, who was driving the carriage to turn around, had already drawn a short sword from under his seat and rushed towards the palace gate. Although he had been retired for many years, his loyalty to the king still led him to choose to defend the palace in the first place, just as he had done in the Orc Wars.

"Damn it, this guy dares to attack the King's guards!" He was panting and running wildly, and he thought to himself that he had to make up for the mistake of bringing this guy here.

However, before he could reach the gate, he saw that another guard had fallen under the attack of his passengers. Just as he hesitated whether to continue rushing forward or running away to call the patrol, the young man bent down and lifted the guard's helmet.

Wrapped in it was a terrifying skull—purple skin, hideous fangs, and dark green eyes—the old coachman recognized at a glance what this guy was - the Angry Guard! During the Third Great War, he had seen this demon countless times.

The old driver suddenly realized that what the young man had done might be the right thing to do, and that he should be on the young man's side.

"The guards......" he took a few more steps forward, stopping beside the young man, "...... All demons in disguise? How did they get into the palace? ”

"Angry Guard! Very clumsy disguise, but deceived a lot of people! His passenger kicked the corpse and flipped it over, revealing the demon's knees from the side.

"Are you ......?" the old coachman asked with some hesitation, and it was clear that this young man was an experienced veteran, and he was skilled in killing demons, and he was clean and neat, so that such an outstanding warrior would not be unknown.

"I'm Diego Asnar!" The young man replied lightly, as if he didn't know how loud the name was in Stormwind.

"Wow, no wonder!" The old coachman couldn't help but admire, although he was also well-informed, but carrying a dragon slaying hero was not something he could encounter every day, which was enough for him to blow for a whole year! In the eyes of the citizens of Stormwind, this young man is destined to become a world-famous and outstanding person like the Five Heroes!

At this moment, they saw more than twenty palace guards running out of the gate and rushing towards this side with great momentum.

"I'm stopping them, you go to the Hall of Champions in the Old City to find General Marcus Jonathan and ask him to bring someone over!" Diego raised his death stare and said urgently.

The old coachman did not drag the mud and water, but turned and ran to his carriage. He cut the harness on both sides of the horse's body three times and twice, then rolled over and climbed onto the horse's back, and galloped towards the old town.

"Come on, fools, the musket of the master is already hungry and thirsty!" In the square, Diego said a word without a straight word, and then pulled the trigger.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the huge bullets had already hit the heads of the guards who rushed dozens of yards away. Bullets pierced through the helmet's eyeholes, blood splattered, and brains burst. This time, the bullet did not penetrate from the back of the helmet, but rolled violently inside, and the powerful kinetic energy forcibly broke the head off the neck.

Diego continued to shoot. He didn't infuse the bullet with the power of the Holy Light, and in order to ensure penetration, he only hit the weakly protected parts of the neck, joints, and eyes. But at this distance, he was completely able to point and fight, and he fired seven shots in a row, and seven demons fell on the opposite side.

Even to the notoriously irascible and fearless Angry Guards, such an efficient killing efficiency was just as terrifying, and they involuntarily slowed down their charge.

"It doesn't have to be too slow, just a little slower than everyone else." More than one clever demon thought so to himself. But the consequence of thinking this way is that all the demons have slowed down.

But before they could notice something was wrong, the human flicked his musket behind his back and ran in the direction of the Old Town.

Watching the human disappear into the distance around the corner of the street, the demons finally realized that they had just missed an opportunity that had never been seen before. Twenty yards, the distance between them and the human just now, at most, was twenty yards, and a single charge could cut each other!

At such a short distance, no matter how fast that human fire was, he could only overturn five of them at most, and if he wasn't afraid of death, they would have already killed him just now!

The question is, who wants to do one of these five? The angry guards chased in the direction of the human's escape, with mixed feelings of secretly calling for luck, but at the same time remorseful. Their plans for this trip are not yet complete, and they must not leak the news, if they attract too many humans, it will be troublesome.

But as soon as he turned the corner, he heard a bang, and an icy blue light suddenly bloomed from under the feet of the angry guard who was running the fastest. The frost spread rapidly, and a large area of smooth ice appeared on the ground so suddenly.

There was a rush of stumbling and screaming from the corner of the street. The Stormwind guards are very well equipped, and even the soles of their boots are made of sturdy steel, but on the smooth ice, they can't run with iron boots, and it's even difficult to walk.

Without exception, a dozen or so angry guards all crashed into a ball and fell to the ground—a few of the hapless ones were stabbed by their own weapons as they fell.

Just as they struggled to climb out of the ice, a few dozen yards away, the hateful human jumped out of nowhere and shot at the demons who were flipping on their backs. When he finally stopped shooting, only four or five of the dozen demon guards were still gasping for breath, all of them badly wounded, the most seriously injured one was all gone, even from the waist down, and death was not far away.

A few minutes later, in their despair, they saw the human slowly approaching, the tip of his musket already loaded with a bayonet, the tip of the blade glowing with a terrifying white light.

"Where are you from?" The human walked up to the demon who had been injured at the end of the day, the tip of the knife hanging above his eyeball, and asked coldly. His Ereda was broken, but at least he could understand it.

"Phew~" The angry guard looked at the human with contempt, wanting to spit on him, but as soon as the demon opened his mouth, a large stream of dirty blood overflowed from his mouth, and he only made a faint sound.

"Whew!" As soon as the young human's wrist sank, the sharp bayonet pierced directly into the demon's eye socket, and the latter did not even let out a scream, but just jumped violently a few times like a fish caught on the shore, and then never moved again. Immediately afterward, the flame of holy light began to burn from the demon's eye sockets, and the fire became more and more intense, and finally the demon's corpse was completely burned to ashes.

The flame of light flickered and flickered, and the soul of a demon could be faintly seen strung to the edge of a bayonet, enduring the burning of pain, and let out a terrible wail. Eventually, the demonic soul burned completely, turning into a wisp of black smoke that completely dissipated into the air.

A few angry guards who were dying next to them were terrified. You know, demons are very difficult to kill on the physical plane, because most demons will return to the Twisted Void after death, where the chaotic power of evil will reshape their bodies and regenerate them - in fact, this is what most demons rely on to not fear death.

But now, in the face of this terrible human being, their last reliance has also been invalidated, and they can be completely deprived of the ability to be reborn again and again!

"It's your turn!" The human lifted his bayonet and looked maliciously at a demon whose body was half pulled away.

"I say, I say!" The demon said busily, looking at the young man with a pleading face, "I said, will you let me go?" ”

"No!" The human said coldly, and just as the demon felt like his heart was falling into an ice cave, he spoke again.

"But I can promise not to destroy your soul and let it return to the Twisted Void!" In his opinion, this is just a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals, even if they are given a chance to be reborn, it does not matter. Compared to the information he wanted, it was nothing.

The demon let out a long breath, this was the best end for their current situation.

"It's Kurul, he's brought us to find the fragments of the Dragonlord's Blade!"