The sound of noisy footsteps broke the silence of the dark area. The mercenaries in the stronghold widened their eyes in surprise, watching one after another teams of heavily armed soldiers rushing into the tunnel with weapons in hand, their murderous appearance, just looking at it was enough to make people frightened.

"What's going on with these guys? Could it be that the temple is finally going to officially attack the underground forces? ”

"How is that possible? They were the personal guards of the nobility...... It's a hassle to go to that guy! ”

"So many people?!"

Hearing the words of an old mercenary, several people next to him suddenly stuck out their tongues in surprise, and looked at the soldiers who rushed in with palpitations. They were murderous, torches and swords in high aloft and crossbows in their hands, as if they were going into battle. Seeing this scene, many mercenaries were a little unhappy. During this time, the things about Jenn and Viscount Balf have been spread all over the place. Some people think that Jenn is too impulsive, but they don't think he did anything wrong. But this Viscount Balf is unrelenting, not only sending people to the door to find trouble, but even sending mercenaries to death with a lot of money, and now he has sent an army, looking like he wants to kill the other party, and anyone will not like it.

It's just that they are mercenaries after all, and they can only mumble behind their backs no matter how unpleasant they look. Even those paladins were just standing by with stern faces at the moment, and they didn't look like they were going up to help at all, what could they do as mercenaries?

"Pour the oil! Put rockets! Burn that bastard!! ”

Looking at the dark and gloomy cave in front of him, Balf gave the order with red eyes. Hearing his order, several soldiers immediately stepped forward, took out a clay pot-like ball from their waists and threw it hard, only to hear a few crackles, the clay pot shattered, and soon the pungent smell of kerosene came out of it, and then the soldiers behind them raised their bows and crossbows, and shot inside. But when he saw the flaming crossbow arrows flying in, in an instant, the raging fire burst into flames, reflecting the originally dark cave in a bright red and translucent light.

"Whew!!"

But almost at the same time as the flames were rising, an icy cold wind suddenly blew from inside the cave, and immediately suppressed the raging flames. In the blink of an eye, the flames were completely extinguished, and two figures walked out of it.

"It's really a bad day in the world......... This kind of thing is done to set fire to the dark area, so it can be seen that stupidity is really incurable. ”

Jenn was still dressed as an aristocratic man, his hand on the hilt of his sword, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and he looked at the soldier in front of him with a sneering smile. Although there are already many people in front of Jenn in front of him, looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be looking at these heavily armed elite soldiers at all.

"You're Jenn?!"

Seeing Jenn in front of him, Balf asked with a gloomy face. From the moment he appeared, Balf had sensed that something was wrong. As a powerhouse who has entered the realm of legends, Balf is also quite sensitive to the changes around him, and he can perceive that as Jenn walks out of the dark cavern, the entire dark area seems to tremble, just like a drama that receives warm applause like a landslide when the main actor appears. At this moment, the entire dark region seemed to have become his stage, and he and his subordinates were just supporting characters like clowns.

How can it be?

Thinking of this, Balf secretly calmed down and shook his head. This must be an illusion, even if the man in front of him really enters the legendary realm, it is impossible to have such power.

"Who are you?"

Hearing Balf's inquiry, Jenn glanced at him contemptuously, and then asked. Sensing Jenn's contemptuous gaze, Balf's face suddenly turned pale, and the already strong anger in his heart burned more and more at this moment. The trace of hesitation and doubt in his mind before was completely left behind by him at this moment.

"I'm Balf. Leicester. Viscount Derricks! Not only did you kill my men, but you attacked my soldiers! How dare you do such a bold act against a nobleman of great repute? ”

"Fame?"

Hearing this, Jenn sneered.

"It's just a viscount, and you really take yourself seriously? Having said that, you came to provoke me three times and twice, and I didn't go to you to trouble you, which is already considered your ancestor to accumulate virtue, and now you dare to run to die? ”

"Good, good!"

In the face of Jenn's taunt, Viscount Balf's face became more and more gloomy, and he took two steps back, staring at Jenn in front of him. Then he reached out and waved it downward, to put it mildly.

"Do it."

Balve's voice was soft, but it carried a cold, piercing chill and murderous aura that spread through everyone's ears. Hearing their master's order, the soldiers surrounding Jenn immediately raised their crossbows, aimed at the target in front of them and pulled the trigger. Only the sound of the whizzing wind was heard, and hundreds of pitch-black crossbow arrows rained down in the direction where Jenn was.

Looking at the overwhelming array of crossbow arrows, Jenn didn't even move, he just pressed his hand to the hilt of his sword, and stared at the arrows in front of him with a contemptuous and disdainful smile. But then, things turned out to be beyond everyone's expectations--when Jenn was about to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, the crossbow arrows that had been fired suddenly stopped as if they had hit something, and then fell to the ground out of thin air, and there was no threat at all.

"Damn!!"

Seeing this, Viscount Balf was stunned at first, but when he saw Elise behind Jenn whispering to herself chanting incantations, he immediately reacted to what had happened. Although it is said that the protection of long-range weapons is only a third-level spell, as long as the timing and occasion of the release are appropriate, then this low-level spell is enough to restrain the enemy's offensive means.

"Hurry up and crack that woman's spell!!"

Seeing that the long-range attack had lost its effect, Viscount Balf had no choice but to grit his teeth and give the order again, while glaring coldly at the noble mage beside him. Sensing the anger of his master, the noble mage who looked like he had a lot of beard also hurriedly took out the magic materials from his sleeve and began to chant in a low voice to prepare for a new round of attacks.

However, his movements had already been seen by Elise, and at the same time that the old mage began to chant, Elise had already changed her goal. Her eyes were staring straight at the old mage, and her slender ten fingers slashed through the air, revealing dark red flames one after another, and then, under Elise's guidance, the lines of these flames began to twist and distort, turning into a strange rune. Then Elise gripped the rune and reached forward. Just as the old mage cast a spell to break Elise's protection, the negative energy formed by the condensation of the demonic flame also erupted from Elise's fingers, turning into invisible fluctuations and attacking forward.

Two powerful magical forces collided out of thin air, and then suddenly exploded. The dazzling light that suddenly flickered in the originally empty air fluctuated and dispersed, forming a curtain of light. As the confrontation of the spell became more and more violent, it finally turned into a dazzling flash of light and completely shattered and disappeared like a soap bubble.

Elise's expression remained unchanged, while the old mage was pale and his hands trembled slightly. The abundant and ubiquitous negative energy of the demonic flame broke through his magical defenses, mercilessly invading the old and frail body in front of him. The messenger of death, who had turned into a death, grabbed the heart that was not beating very strongly. Feeling the invasion of negative energy, the old mage grew his mouth and couldn't stop gasping, he reached out and took out a bottle of potion from his arms, trying to save his life. But alas, before he even had time to open the lid of the potion bottle, he had already convulsed and collapsed to the ground, and there was no more sound.

"Guards, up!"

Glancing gloomily at the old mage who had lost his voice, Viscount Balf didn't say much. This old mage has been serving his family for almost twenty years, and he has even grown up watching him since he was a child. But now, he's dead, silently, no different from the others. But now Balf couldn't care about that, he had only one thought.

Kill them all!!

The Guards faithfully carried out Viscount Balve's orders, and the soldiers at the front walked towards Jenn with swords and shields held aloft. But before they could reach Jenn's side, they saw a flash of sword light in front of them, and the next moment the heads of these soldiers rose to the sky, and the corpses of those who had lost their heads fell backwards to the ground with the blood sprayed. Jenn flicked the long sword in his hand, and the blood that had been flowing on the sword spilled on the ground, forming a bright red straight line.

It's like the borders of hell.

And this also marked the official beginning of a brutal killing.

"Kill !!"

Angry shouts rolled in, and the soldiers of the pro-guard raised their weapons mercilessly, scrambling to pounce on the enemy in front of them. In the face of their attack, Jenn stretched out his hand and raised his glasses, then sneered, and then the long sword in his hand once again erupted into a series of cold rays, overwhelmingly stabbing at the enemy in front of him.

"Ah......h

"Uh-huh!!"

The screams were incessant, and no soldier could walk in front of Jenn, whether it was directly in front of him or on both sides, as long as they entered Jenn's burst of star-like swordlight, they would immediately fall to the ground screaming, blood splattering, and stumps and severed arms scattered all over the ground. The rolling skulls rolled on the ground, like watermelons that had been trampled on. The surging bloody aura surged and spread out in all directions, filling the entire tunnel.

"Kill--!!"

Seeing this bloody scene, the soldiers of the pro-guard team did not retreat but advanced, the pungent blood and the death of their colleagues only stimulated their ferocity, even if their feet were already full of corpses, they still continued to move forward without fear of death, without the slightest intention of stopping. At this moment, they no longer need Viscount Balve's orders, they just have red eyes, and they are completely abandoning their lives to attack frantically.

In their eyes, Jenn in front of them is the most vicious and evil devil, even if he fights for his life, he will bite off a piece of his flesh!!