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At this moment, his body was surrounded by a shadow force, and then his movement speed and attack speed were greatly increased.

"Shadow Dance!"

"Cloak of Shadows!"

"Cut!"

Immediately after, the Master Assassin unleashed a brutal attack on Gavin with his only remaining hand and a dagger.

"Killing Feast!"

This is not a common skill for Assassins, as this skill does not fall under the category of sneak assassination, but rather frontal combat, which Assassins are not good at in the first place.

However, in this case, the Master Assassin is no longer able to perform an effective stealth assassination, and this skill is more suitable.

Although he had broken a hand, this time was probably the most terrifying attack in the assassin's life, and it smelled of a tragic resolve, so it was extremely powerful.

The attack lasted about three seconds, but the dagger was swung at least thirty times.

By the time the attack ended, Gavin's right arm was a bloody blur, and he used his arm to block his body, and most of the attacks landed on his right arm, breaking even the bones into several pieces.

However, his left hand gripped the sword and pierced the other man's heart.

It is useless to struggle.

The Master Assassin lacked a weapon that was powerful enough. He did not lose in combat skills, combat experience and professional skills, but in equipment.

If he had the same Mithril chain mail as Gavin, a pair of extraordinary Tier 3 daggers with special attack traits, or a few bottles of extremely pure holy water with him, perhaps Gavin would have fled today.

The Assassin Master's bare eyes revealed a decisive light, and the rapid loss of vitality made him no longer have the ability to fight back, and soon ushered in death.

"Gavin? How are you? Morgana ran over.

The battle actually lasted less than a minute.

Morgana was the first to rush to this side, but by the time she arrived, the battle was over.

"Your wounded ......" Morgana looked at Gavin's bloody right arm, as well as his scarred left arm and body, and quickly took out the bottle of water of life for Gavin to drink.

"No, don't waste it." Gavin smiled and drew the Vampire Bat Sword.

Streams of death energy emanated from the life-and-death core, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye thanks to the vampire count's powerful self-healing ability. Only the shadow power that remains in the body is not so easy to get rid of.

"If I have the chance, I'd like to learn some fighting skills. It's not a bad thing to have a certain Warrior or Stalker level. Gavin sighed.

If today, even if he only had two or three levels of warrior rank or stalker rank, he would not be as miserable as he is now.

"You've been attacked over there, too?" Gavin asked.

Because he found that one of the arms of the four-armed orangutan was deaf and bleeding.

The lightning glow on the lone wolf's body has disappeared, and it has already unleashed an electric attack.

Even the shield defender showed a lot of traces of battle and was damaged.

Of course, Gavin was most concerned about Morgana.

As long as Morgana isn't hurt, that's okay.

"I encountered a few poachers, and a high-ranking assassin's sneak attack, but it was all solved." Morgana understated.

The process is complicated, Morgana is not going to go into detail, and now is not the time.

She's not a newbie and has experienced a lot more battles than Gavin, otherwise how could she become a three-star adventurer?

Gavin looked up, in the direction of the Sacred Dead Lake.

The energy fluctuations there had weakened considerably, and the battle seemed to have come to an end.

It's not easy to keep an archmage, and your Excellency the Great Druid may not be able to do it. I don't know how the battle went there, how much invaders' blood contaminated the Holy Death Lake.

"Let's go, back to the Holy Death Lake."

The shadow energy in Gaiwen takes at least a day to be completely cleared, which has a certain impact on combat effectiveness, and it is not suitable for fierce battles to occur for the time being.

There are no more battles that need him to participate.

They are now on the edge of the Sacred Death Forest, about ten kilometers from the Sacred Death Lake.

As we walked, the fog gradually receded, as the battle for the entire forest was nearing its end and the effects of the Grand Druid's spells were finally over. Stand anywhere and look around, and you're sure to see at least one corpse.

Of course, it wasn't all the corpses of the invaders, the elves and druids also paid a certain price, and even those ancient guardians must have been damaged. At least the previous fire must have killed a lot of ancient trees.

"This time, the loss of Marquis Liszt is a bit big!" Gavin shook his head and sighed.

Even if it is a thousand-year-old family that dominates the lives of at least 100,000 people, such a loss is enough to break the muscles and bones, and even decline and die out because of it, it is not necessarily.

The involvement and struggle between the aristocracy was very complicated, and the decline of one family must be accompanied by the rise of other families, in which all kinds of conspiracies were calculating, filthy, and not worthy of outsiders.

When Gavin came to the Lake of the Holy Dead, he found that the tragic scene here was more shocking than anywhere else.

Three strong men as tall as two and a half meters fell in a pool of blood, which made Gavin a little suspicious that Marquis Liszt had captured a giant and used it specifically to cultivate warriors with giant blood.

In addition to this, there were a large number of ragged men, armed with rusty and tattered weapons, and corpses.

Those were slaves.

Not only slaves of other races, but also human slaves.

In an instant, a strong anger surged over Gavin's heart. He clasped his hands, and felt the urge to rush into the city of the Seven Marquis at once and kill the Marquis of Liszt.

He sensed the traces left by the portal, and simple logical reasoning let him know the whole story.

There is no doubt that these slaves did not belong to the Sacred Death Forest, but were brought by the archmage who was an intruder and opened a portal!

The combat effectiveness of these slaves is almost zero, and although there are more than a hundred of them, even a single high-ranking druid can kill them all.

What is the purpose of spending a lot of precious materials to open the portal, and sending them here?

It's here to die!

Druids are a profession that has compassion for life, and elves are also a race that does not like to kill. They can kill those invaders without hesitation. But what do they do when faced with these slaves who are being coerced by the Archmage trend and attacking them?

There is no doubt that this was a move by the Marquis of Liszt, which was used to make the druids and elves have some scruples.

Perhaps these slaves didn't make much of a difference.

But because of this, Gavin was outraged.

Because it was for such a small effect, more than 100 people's lives were sacrificed!

Isn't it the death of a slave?

Perhaps in such a world where the gods are high and the powerful are high, the hierarchy is extremely strict, and the life of a slave is not as good as a horse.

But Gavin was still furious.

And when he found out what had happened here before, his heart burned with rage.