When the team arrived, there was no time to think nonsense, and the four of them hurriedly performed their duties and guarded. Dawson Sr. and Garin each stood by one door as the first line of defense, and Dorian and Isara retreated to a distant corner, ready to attack from a distance.

As soon as the four of them were ready, the people outside launched a strong attack, and they found a large wooden stake out of nowhere and rammed into the pile of debris that filled the doorway.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The pile of debris collapsed inward, and Dawson and Garin looked at each other and tightened their blades.

After a few more impacts, the debris pile finally exploded, and a large cluster of black-clad men roared and squeezed into the house.

Old Dawson's face flashed with a fierce light, and he danced a dagger to hook a person's neck, and the hot blood immediately scattered and splattered, and a man in black fell to the ground and was dying. Opposite him, Garin held the hatchet in both hands and swept through the door, and the two black-clad spies who rushed in were cut in half, and the broken body flew backwards, smashing the enemy out again.

A large fireball blasted to the door from behind, and the underground walkway was narrow and cramped, and there was nowhere to hide, and the large group of men in black took the blow in despair. The waves of fire rolled upside down, and the first few men in black were immediately burned into fire men, and they squeezed their companions backwards, and rushed into the house with a miserable howl.

Several people in the house hurriedly slaughtered, but these dying people rushed forward, and they were afraid of being attacked by people outside, so one of them rushed through the defense line and hit his head on the window with the iron fence. The unimaginable happened, this spy covered in fire actually smashed the pig iron fence and jumped out of the window and fell into the sea.

The five people in the room looked at each other and shuddered.

After a second of silence, old Dawson shouted, "Dorian, keep fighting!"

Dorian didn't say a word, rubbed his hands together, and another big fireball formed, which he viciously smashed out. In such a terrain, the mage is too cool.

The four of them are far and near, and the terrain here is easy to defend and difficult to attack, although there are many people outside, they just can't attack it, but they are beaten back again and again, hiding in a corner and not daring to show their heads.

The five of them were in good spirits, and if they continued like this for a while, they believed that the brigade would come.

At this moment, Isara, who had been throwing debris into the aisle, stopped her hand and turned ugly. Old Dawson saw that her expression was different, and turned his head to see a middle-aged man in a gray robe walking over.

The man was unarmed, and he approached in stride, oblivious to Dorian's fireball. The person who came was none other than the head of MI7, the shadow dancer - Madias Shore.

"You stand down first." Madias retreated from his subordinates, and with a split of his hands, a pair of daggers appeared in his hands. Dorian's fireball flew over, his body shuddered, and the fireball passed through his body unscathed.

"Dawson, if you've had enough trouble, let's die." Madias's words were cold, and when he walked to the door, his figure flashed again, dodging the wood knife that Garin had chopped over, and stabbed his backhand at the old Dawson on the right side of the door.

Old Dawson's eyes turned red in an instant, and he had to let this person in?!

"Die to die!" Old Dawson roared, didn't dodge at all, and slammed into it, stabbing Matthias in the throat with a dagger. As soon as he started his side, another dagger stabbed at him, this time it was Isara, and both of them put on a lose-lose posture, blocking the door and pushing Matthias Shore out.

Madias's face sank, and he took a step back, retracting his dagger to block.

The terrain here is too narrow to be used, and both of them are third-order, with superb martial arts, and at the same time, they pounce on them desperately, and Madias does not dare to hold it up.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

In an instant, the sound of swords and swords, and the sound of weapons colliding was like raindrops, and Madias parried the attacks of the two at the same time, and he was still at ease. A pair of daggers in his hand were like butterflies piercing flowers, flying up and down, and the edge brought out silver threads.

"Sty!" Matthias let out a low cry and flicked Isara's attack with his left hand, a lightning-bolt drag that pulled Isara's shoulder out of her shoulder and her body was pushed to the left.

It's only a moment when Isara's body is out of control, and a black shadow flashes around her, and a man in black suddenly appears and rushes past her.

"Kill all the people inside first." Matthias's dagger swirled back, this time cutting straight at Isara's throat. Isara, in a state of impatience, once again used a lose-lose approach, ignoring the fatal blow and stabbing Madias in the face with her dagger.

Old Dawson himself was not afraid of death, but he felt sorry for Isara, and at the last moment, he stabbed his dagger at himself and slashed at Matthias's left wrist.

Matthias frowned, withdrew his attack on Isara, and in his right hand, old Dawson also had a cut on his left shoulder, and blood immediately gushed out.

This is the Rogue combat mode, where the first blow is lethal when it is lurking, and it is like this little by little to destroy the opponent until the enemy is mentally and physically broken. Isara and Dawson Sr. seem to be able to resist, but in fact, they know in their hearts that the gap between the two sides is too big, and they will be bruised all over their bodies if they don't last long.

Rumble!

There was the sound of flames gushing behind him, and Garin's angry shouts, Ishara and Dawson Sr. didn't dare to look back, and asked loudly, "How is it inside?"

"It's fine!" Prince Garin shouted and charged.

"When we kill this#, I'll help you, and hold on a little longer." Dorian was even more arrogant than Prince Garin, desperately swaying the fire.

Although both of them are second-order, and the opponent is a third-order thief, they are both at the peak, especially Dorian, who may break through to the third order at any time, and the difference in combat power between the two sides is not large. In addition, this is a semi-enclosed room, where the agility of the thief cannot be used, and the combination of warrior and mage shines brightly.

Unable to stealth or fight Garin, Sti could only move around the house at his speed, and was forced into a rather embarrassed situation. After several rounds of chases, they were finally forced into a corner by the two.

Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, Prince Garin jumped to his feet and slashed down with all his strength with his firewood knife, which brought a crescent moon above his head. In the face of this thunderous blow, a flash of panic flashed in the eyes of Steel, who looked the same as Fanny's, and he involuntarily took a step back, his eyes suddenly staring.

Prince Garin's slashing skills had been completely unleashed, and Sti had no room to dodge, in his judgment, even if the opponent was a third-order thief, this time it would be either dead or wounded. However, it backfired, and at this moment, an unexpected situation happened, and Sti did not dodge, dodge, or parry, but reached out and grabbed back, grabbing a person in front of Garin's edge.

It was the woman in the blue dress.

Garin was shocked, and forcibly deflected the knife that had been cut out, and his body was unstable, and he staggered two steps to the side.

"Hack it, help me kill her, save me and do it myself." Sti grabbed the woman's shoulder with his left hand, and put the dagger on the woman's neck with his right hand, and said viciously.

That scared her a lot just now, and now her heart is beating wildly, but fortunately, she is right, just hold this pregnant woman hostage, wait for Madias to solve the two, and Garin and Dorian will definitely die.

Garin and Dorian looked at each other, their eyes spewing fire, and they gritted their teeth with hatred.

"Let her go!" Dorian roared and pressed forward, the fire burning in his body and the fireball in his palm began to expand.

"Kill if you have a kind!" Sti yelled and pushed the woman in the blue dress forward, right to the broken window.

The woman in the blue dress looked at Dorian who took a step back, her beautiful face was bitter, and she said softly: "Your Excellency, please help my family avenge!"

With that, the woman suddenly let out a heart-rending cry, and despite the blade around her neck, she threw herself out of the window, and her neck was immediately slashed open by a dagger.

Sti couldn't react, grabbing the torn strip of blue cloth in her left hand, and watched as the woman in blue jumped out of the window and fell into the raging sea with a slip of blood.

"Kill her!" The two men pounced on them like crazy, with hatred and fire.

No one noticed outside the window, and the woman struggled to take out a white glimmering bead from her sleeve and stuffed it into her mouth, and then "poofed" and fell into the endless sea. (To be continued.) )