"Oh no, no, no," the thief youth's face turned pale, and for a moment he almost thought he was going to be finished.

And yet, the next moment-

"Greet death!" A smug sneer appeared on Sir Vampire's face, and he jerked out his five long sharp nails from Arroyo's back into his heart.

At the critical moment, an arc of sword light flashed from the side, and with a slashing attack, it broke into the claws of the vampire Sir and the back of the thief youth, and the sharp blade cut into the vampire Sir Sir's hand with the whirring wind.

In the blink of an eye, the curved sword reached the back of Sir Vampire's hand before it could hit Arroyo with its claws.

Kilrivers' keen reflexes made him aware of the threat from a third party, so he immediately gave up on Arroyo's sneak attack, and instead reversed his wrist at the last moment when the curved sword was about to slash the back of his hand, and used his palm and his long fingernails like five claws to grab the curved sword.

"Poof-" The sound of the blade cutting through the skin.

The blade of the curved sword sank deep into the white skin, and dark red blood soaked out of the hands of the future Red Lord, and Arroyo, a thief who had escaped death, quickly dodged the attack range of the vampire Sir with a feeling of lingering palpitations in his heart.

Kilrivers furrowed his brows in anger and rolled his two red eyes to spot the young swordsman who had messed up his sneak attack plan from the side between him and Arroyo.

His gaze followed the direction of his two red pupils moving sideways, and he saw that the future sword saint Raymond also locked his eyes on him, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword had no intention of loosening.

"Get out of here, you worm."

Sir Vampire grimaced, trying to repel the young swordsman beside him in an icy tone.

However, the young swordsman was not afraid of the young baron who had risen from the Bloodline society, and only responded to him with firm words: "Your opponent is my sword, vampire. ”

As a result, the Scarlet Twin Walls, who had become famous in the future war in the original story, formed a confrontation here and now—and the confrontation was absolutely favorable to Finn.

Jackson the Redbeard excelled best in tactical command in small and medium-sized battles, rather than slashing people himself.

The one-eyed pirate captain was an excellent commander, but not a formidable warrior in his own right, which is why Finn had such a confident grasp of his assassination plans.

He knew that Redbeard Jackson was definitely no match for him and Arroyo. In this one-many-and-under-the-dark assassination battle, the enemy who can make the most difference between victory and defeat is Kilrivers, not the old pirate, who is already old.

"Raymond, hold him down!" Finn glanced sideways at the battle between the young swordsman and the vampire sir, and then took advantage of the lack of attention from the redbeard captain in front of him to pull back the greatsword that was pressing on the latter's scimitar.

The young paladin drew his whistling blade back, stepped forward with his left foot in a suitable position, and spun his body in place as an axis, and the terrifying greatsword in his hand suddenly swept across the pirate captain's body from the other direction with a whirring wind.

The red-bearded pirate captain had no choice. He had just freed himself from the oppression that Fein had inflicted on him through brute force, and now he had to force his arm to use the scimitar in a very awkward position to parry Finn's greatsword.

"Boom!"

There was another deafening symphony between swords and knives, and Redbeard Jackson felt as if his right hand holding the knife had been struck by an armored chariot made by the fireplace dwarves in the northwest of the Violet Kingdom, his right arm was almost numb and unconscious for a moment, and his entire arm was directly dislocated because of his awkward parrying posture.

The pirate captain gritted his teeth in pain. His will was still strong, and the scimitar that had already made a gap in his blade had not yet slipped out of his hand, but it was only a drop in the bucket of relief for the adversity he was currently facing.

Jackson's arms and knife were out of position, and Finn's greatsword was about to hit his body, making Kilrivers, who was also in the middle of another battle at the same time, anxious.

The future Lord Red wasn't really worried about Captain Redbeard's life or death, but he still had the basic common sense of battle, and he didn't want Finn to kill Jackson and then lead the other four companions to turn around and set fire to him.

He knew he had to act now.

If he couldn't do something in time, Jackson would be hacked to death by Finn, and he would have failed to live up to the high expectations of His Majesty the Queen he respected, neither of which was what he wanted.

"Damn paladins!" Sir Vampire cursed angrily in his heart, and then took the initiative to grab Raymond's curved sword with his blood-soaked hand, trying to pull the weapon he held in the palm of his hand towards his side.

Raymond was stunned by Kilrivers' move, but immediately realized that this was an opportunity to severely damage the other party, so he used his hands to clench the hilt of the sword to make the curved sword in his hand produce a counterclockwise rotation, and the sharp side blades of the curved sword were suddenly like a torture instrument full of hooks and thorns, and the skin on Kilrivers's palm was twisted into flesh, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Killrivers gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain coming from his hand, and then suddenly let go of Raymond's curved sword, and with a flick of his bleeding hand in the air, countless blood beads scattered in the air instantly turned into several rows of scarlet throwing knives that were enough to form a barrage net, and all of them were launched towards Raymond's body.

The future young man of the Sword Saint was taken aback by the sudden counterattack of the vampire sir, and he retracted the sword that attacked the latter in a hurry, and turned the curved sword in his hand in front of him in a defensive circle, shattering all the blood throwing knives that were about to hit him in the front row, and then bowed down and rolled to dodge the other throwing knives that followed.

"Puff puff!"

Countless blood knives hit the floor of the cabin where Raymond was standing a second ago, and a series of liquid bursts and cracks, and the wooden floor on the ground in that area burst into more than a dozen cracks with a burst of blood splashes, which proved that the flying knives that Killrivers had just made out of blood were indeed lethal that could not be underestimated.

In order to avoid Kilrivers' counterattack, Raymond temporarily gave way for the former to support Captain Redbeard.

The quick-witted vampire Sir naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity that appeared in front of him, and he quickly moved towards where Jackson was.

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This is the chapter that was owed last night, and I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

Today's update will be held in the evening as usual, and we'll see you ^_^ in two or three hours