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Although Blake Lytton rarely came to the Thorn Leader, this did not mean that the nobles in the Thorn Leader were not familiar with him.

Not to mention that Count Raymond's love affair with Princess Sophia is almost well known back then, just because he is the son of Count Raymond and the grandson of Duke Lytton, it is enough to make him quite popular in aristocratic circles.

After all, for the aristocracy, the blood relationship itself is a kind of connection.

Blake's status as an illegitimate son, although the heirs to the title on both sides do not seem to have his share, but Duke Lytton and Earl Raymond are very fond of him, and it is entirely possible to be given the title of baron or viscount in the future.

For the vast majority of nobles below the viscount, he is definitely the best marriage partner.

Even Viscount Norman had thought about marrying his daughter to him before.

That was all in the past, though.

At this moment, looking at the young man in front of him with a personable and aristocratic demeanor, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Viscount Norman's heart, and the confidence that was originally relaxed and comfortable, as if everything was under control, disappeared in an instant.

Viscount Mars was also stunned, but not surprised, but happy.

If it was only Viscount Norman, he would have lost today, but if he added Blake, it would be different. Either way, there's still some hope for fishing in troubled waters, and if Blake is strong enough, he might be able to be a fisherman.

I just don't know, how many hole cards does Blake have in his hand?

For a while, one after another eyes fell on Blake like sharp arrows, and the undercurrent inside was surging and obscure.

The male servants and maids standing around him also looked at Blake with a bit of complexity in their eyes.

Blake panicked.

He used to come to Thorn Castle, although he often encountered difficulties in the open and in the dark, and Connor tried to kill him several times, but under the nose of Count Raymond, everyone didn't dare to go too far, and his face was still amiable, where was it so tense as now?

He didn't have much courage, and he came here today purely to be driven to the shelves, so he didn't know what to do at all.

Involuntarily, he set his sights on Brother Wu Hui, who had always been reliable, for help.

Wu Hui couldn't help but want to roll his eyes when he saw his eyes, he really didn't know how the two old foxes, Earl Raymond and Duke Lytton, had raised such a stupid white sweet.

Forget it~ Forget it~ After all, I was cheated by myself, and I can't ignore it.

He gave Blake a reassuring look, and then gave Moses an oracle in his heart: "Moses, it's your turn to appear." ”

"Yes, my lord. ”

The next moment, Moses, who had been following behind the three of them in a low-key manner, stepped out of the crowd and walked to Blake's side.

At this moment, he is dressed in a black robe, his temperament is cold and secretive, and his majesty is full of dark power and heavy death, as if he has come out of hell, and he is indescribably terrifying.

He ignored Viscount Norman, who had just spoken, and announced in a deep voice: "We are here on the orders of the Duke of Lytton of the Duchy of Saint Laurent to assist Young Master Black in ascending to the throne of Earl Raymond. If you are not convinced......"

He paused as he spoke, the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked in a hideous arc, and his tone was cold: "Then fight until you serve." ”

As soon as these words came out, whether it was Viscount Norman, Viscount Mars, or Asaint Andre O'Neill, their faces changed instantly.

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the castle hall, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The manservants and maids held their breath nervously, not daring to say a word. Even the old butler's face changed color instantly, and he unconsciously clenched his hands.

Half a day.

Viscount Norman suddenly sneered lightly without smiling: "Heh~ It's really a big breath, and I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue." ”

"Don't be ashamed. ”

Level 6 Saint Andre O'Neill was not originally an irritable temperament, but at this moment, he was also stimulated to anger, and the anger in his heart was unconsciously hooked.

He snorted coldly: "It's been a long time since anyone dared to say such things in front of the old man. In that case, let the old man come and learn how you can 'fight until you serve'!"

With that, as soon as he lifted his footsteps, the whole person instantly turned into a phantom and flew out from behind Viscount Norman, and the speed was like lightning and fire, so fast that the naked eye couldn't distinguish it at all.

When he saw it again, he was already standing a meter in front of Moses.

I saw Andre's front legs slightly arched, and before everyone could react, the fan-like palm had already been pushed out.

In an instant.

The palm wind howled, and the surging fighting spirit was like a roaring tiger, rushing towards Moses, who was dressed in black robes.

The fierce and domineering power instantly filled the entire castle hall, and even if you were just in the middle of this majesty, it seemed as if you were about to suffocate.

"Hey, this strength, I'm afraid that among the 6th level sub-saints, it can be regarded as the top. ”

Blake was not very bold, but he had a lot of knowledge, and almost subconsciously whispered.

As he spoke, the fierce and domineering palm had already reached Moses.

Moses looked grim and almost without hesitation, he tore open a defensive magic scroll.

In an instant, an aqua blue magic shield appeared in front of him, the translucent circular elemental shield was thick and steady, and the surface had a mysterious luster, showing its defensive power.

Almost at the moment when it opened, the essence of Asan Andre O'Neill's fighting aura had already slammed into the elemental shield.

"Boom~!"

With a deafening loud bang, the water elemental shield only lasted less than two seconds, and suddenly shattered like a soap bubble.

Moses was shocked, and as if he had been hit hard, he "kicked and kicked" and retreated several steps until he hit the pillar behind him.

The fierce energy swept away with the conflict between the two, and Wu Hui and Blake hurriedly took a few steps back, so as not to be injured by the whistling energy. The surrounding male servants and maids couldn't help but shrink back, avoiding the center of the conflict.

In the vacant space that was vacated, Moses clutched his chest and looked very embarrassed.

A strand of scarlet blood slid down the corner of his mouth, lining his black hooded robe, and his pale face was bright red.

It was clear that with just this blow, he had already suffered internal injuries. Even, just now he had the slightest hesitation in tearing open the magic scroll, and at this moment, he was not only suffering such a little internal injury.

"It seems that Your Excellency's efforts are not as powerful as you say. Viscount Norman looked arrogant, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a hint of mockery, "I guess, Your Excellency is, level 5?"

"Ha~level 5!"

As he spoke, as if he had heard some funny joke, he burst out laughing, with an indescribable mockery.

The expression on Viscount Mars's face was also a little obscure, and he couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or sarcasm: "If Your Excellency only has this strength......

He shook his head as he spoke, and everything was silent.

On their side, they talked lively, using practical actions to interpret what it means to pretend to be forced to be beaten, but on the other side, Wu Hui and the three of them are completely different painting styles.

Wu Hui and Blake stood together, talking to each other, whispering. Blake was very nervous, but Wu Hui didn't have the slightest fear of emotion, and his expression was calm as if he was watching a play.

Liliana, who was the weakest up, crossed her arms and watched from the wall, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked up and down at the level 6 Sage Andre a few times, and then shook her head: The Phantom Step is not bad, and the strength control and skills are also okay, but the condensation of the fighting spirit is too low, it should be that the exercises are not good, and the possibility of advancing to the level 7 Sage is very small. It's a pity~

Their behavior was a bit unusual, and the servant next to them kept looking at them with strange eyes. If it weren't for the disparity in identity and the difficulty of speaking, they probably couldn't help but mutter: Aren't these three stupid?

On the other hand, the trio, who were attracted to all the attention of Moses, did not notice the abnormality of Wu Hui and the three at all.

"Aren't you going to fight until we are served?" Andre O'Neill withdrew his hand, the anger in his heart disappeared a little, but he was still angry, and said coldly, "I'm still waiting for you to subdue me." ”

"Ahem~ahem~"

Moses covered his heart and coughed for a while, and there were a few more strands of blood at the corners of his mouth, but as if he couldn't feel it, he grinned arrogantly, revealing a cruel smile: "Jie Ji ~ Don't worry, it will be your death time!"

"Look for death!"

Andre O'Neill was furious, and immediately bullied up, picked up the iron shield behind his back and slapped it at him.

This time, he didn't spare the slightest hand.

This iron shield is at least hundreds of kilograms, coupled with the blessing of strong fighting energy, the wind howls when it falls from the sky, like a solid barrier smashing down, full of a heavy sense of oppression.

Mount Tai is overwhelming, and it is overwhelming.

If it is smashed this time, Moses' weak little body will definitely be flattened in an instant, not to mention the broken bones and tendons, and the internal organs will directly explode into a ball of minced meat under the action of the huge impact, killing him with one blow.

An exclamation of surprise instantly rang out all around.

The maids and maids closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look at the next scene.

Even Moses, who was confident, unconsciously clenched his palms and tensed all over.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy shield was already in front of Moses, and it was about to slap on him.

Suddenly.

"Hellhammer. ”

A low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the void.

At the same time, a giant hammer burning with black flames condensed from the void and slammed down towards the level 6 of Saint Andrew.

The giant hammer was half a man's height, and its entire body was intertwined with black flames, and its shape was condensed as if it were substance, exuding waves of terrifying power.

It was as if it came from hell, dark, evil, terrifying.

Level 6 Asaint Andre O'Neill's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly forcibly collected the shield that was being slapped towards Moses, twisted his waist, and raised his shield to meet the attack.

However, even if he reacted in time, he was still smashed by the heavy blow and flew upside down with his shield, and smashed like a cannonball on the wall depicted with the beautiful frescoes, and half of his body was embedded in it.

Along the way, I don't know how many tables and chairs were knocked crooked by him, and some were even smashed directly.

Even the heavy iron shield in his hand was smashed into a large dent, which made people feel chills uncontrollably.

In the deafening loud noise, the violent energy swept out, and in an instant, the entire castle hall seemed to be blowing a gust of wind, and everyone's clothes were blown up and rattled.

The two male servants who were close were even directly overturned by the strong wind and squatted on the ground.

In the fierce wind, a figure slowly appeared beside Moses as if out of thin air.

The figure was dressed in an empty black robe, holding a black odd-shaped scepter, his face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his eyes were glowing with blood, and the whole person looked strange and sickly.

However, the power of that body was terrifying, and compared to him, the level 6 Saint Andre was nothing compared to him.

His whole person was like an undead creature crawling out of hell, with a terrifying aura of death and evil, and even the air seemed to be silent.

Seeing him, everyone present breathed sluggishly, as if they were choked by an invisible force, and their eyes suddenly flashed with horror.

Even Liliana, who had always been the calmest, couldn't help but breathe tightly, and her eyes exuded a kind of hostility.

Only Wu Hui is still calm as usual, and all this has long been under his control. When he had previously obtained the plan of the Dark Sect from Moses through divine magic, he had already decided to use the plan and let the enemy help him complete the process of conquering the Thorn Realm.

Now it seems that this dark sect has indeed lived up to the expectations of this god. Hehe, thank you~

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