"Boom ......"

The sound of violent explosions echoed far away under the silent night sky, and the heat and shock waves that spread in all directions suddenly caused several "big kites" to fall from the sky, and several thieves who were ignited were covered in flames, screaming and jumping from the air to free themselves from the pain earlier.

Although the warlock can master many fewer types of spells than the mage, the advantage of instant casting is also extremely obvious, and before the rest of the "big kites" can dodge, Master Jeno shoots two fireballs in a row after the end of the cast interval, and the aerial raiding force that has just shined immediately suffered heavy losses.

This scene fell into the eyes of the thin leader, and he couldn't help but jump out of the corners of his eyes, these flying night sky devils had spent a lot of money to build, and there were not many in his team, and now this battle actually lost most of it, which is really heart-wrenching.

And it's not just a matter of money, in addition to the expensive materials, but more importantly, the goblin master who made this device has left the Duchy of Delima, and no matter how much compensation he gets from his employer, he can't make up for the loss.

"Damn, didn't those nobles say that this girl doesn't have any strong people at hand? How can there be a high-level warlock? He cursed in a low voice two distinctly distorted pieces of information, but put his finger to his lips again and whistled loudly.

Now that the two sides have started to move, no matter how difficult it is, they must continue, otherwise if they can't complete the task, won't they even get possible compensation?

In the camp, watching her own warlock show her might, Catherine's brows that had been locked down finally relaxed a lot, fortunately, she always concealed the existence of Master Jeno, otherwise she was afraid that today would only be more auspicious, but she was also secretly wondering, why hasn't the strong man who has been pinned on her high hopes yet appeared?

With the strength that he once showed, he should have been killing the Quartet a long time ago, could it be that the other party had the intention to release water?

Or is it ......

At this time, Captain Charlie, who was carefully guarding beside her, suddenly had a condensed expression, put his hands in a fighting posture, and shouted in his mouth, "Be careful! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a vague figure appeared, and two cold rays of light pierced the warlock at the entrance of the tent, although the latter reacted quickly and released the mirror shadow technique in an instant, but it was still a little slower.

As the image shattered, the warlock who reappeared not far away turned pale, and a wound on his robe was revealing that was bleeding continuously.

Ignoring his injuries, Master Jeno just stared at the dagger in the hand of the comer, and asked in disbelief: "Demon Sword?" ”

"Hehe, good eyesight, but you're missing another Gift of Death...... As he spoke, the Assassin's figure disappeared from thin air again.

These words made everyone present feel like they were struck by lightning, the famous Demon Exorcism Sword is a legendary weapon, and the magic of the anti-magic stance is permanently attached to it, so it is almost invincible to assassinate mage powerhouses, and the defensive spell on Master Jeno has no effect at all.

But what is even more terrifying is another gift of death, this dagger forged by someone is sealed with the fragment of the godhead of death, as long as the person who is stabbed by it will slowly wither from the depths of the soul, unless it is healed by the eighth-level divine art, the ultimate restoration technique within seven hours, otherwise it will definitely die!

A few years ago, this dagger was said to have been obtained by His Royal Highness the Second Prince, but he didn't expect it to appear here suddenly, thinking of the meaning contained in it, even Catherine began to feel a little hopeless, could it be that even her most dependent had abandoned her?

So what's the point of making it to Albert safe and sound?

On the outskirts of the camp, a line of elite swordsmen in pale gray leather armor stood behind the thin leader, as if waiting for something.

"Boss, that guy has already made a move, and I don't know if he can solve that warlock." A rough-looking subordinate suddenly asked.

"It doesn't matter if he can deal with it or not, we all have to do it, halfway through the matter, how can there be any reason to retreat." Although the thin leader also has doubts in his heart, he can't show it in front of his subordinates, otherwise what morale will there be?

The subordinate scratched the back of his hand, "Boss, this is just a business, if our people lose too much, what will we do in the future?" He didn't trust those nobles who looked like dogs, and compared to the parasites who turned their faces and didn't recognize people, he and the thieves could be regarded as models of integrity and trustworthiness.

"Then settle this one as soon as possible, stop talking nonsense, go up, break down the defense line on the opposite side, and catch that chick named Catherine!" With the leader's order, the surrounding swordsmen immediately stopped talking and rushed out of the forest together.

When everyone around him left, the thin leader's face turned gloomy, and his eyes flickered to think about something.

When these swordsmen, who all had the strength of formal knights, joined the battle with hundreds of well-nourished and energetic troops, the temporary balance on the field was finally completely broken, and the guards of the camp screamed and fell under the attack of the other party.

But in the two hole cards on her side, Master Jeno was engrossed in watching the assassin and couldn't pull out his hand at all, otherwise his magic would be very suitable for the current situation, and the other mysterious powerhouse had not heard from her so far, so she couldn't help but wonder if the other party would be an undercover agent sent by Glenn and others to deliberately lure her away.

"Whew", the wind sounded.

"When", the one-eyed Donnie horizontal sword blocked the incoming attack, and while his arm was slightly numb, he kicked out violently, kicking the enemy away, and then taking advantage of the opponent's unstable footing, he caught up with a few steps, and pierced the enemy's body with a sword.

Shaking off the corpse, he gasped for a few breaths, and his eyes took the time to scan the surroundings, his own line had been completely divided by the other party, and all he could see was the enemy wielding weapons.

In the name of the Supreme Three Gods, I am probably going to die here this time, forget it, I should repay the great favor of the old marquis, kill!

Swinging a weapon at an enemy, he quickly took two steps back to avoid it, and then took advantage of his lack of strength to regain his strength, and the sharp blade went straight to his neck.

At this moment, his past life seemed to flash quickly in front of him, and the last thing stopped at a beautiful shadow.

Vivien, I'm coming......

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed, and the enemy in front of him was suddenly split into two parts, and the upper body holding the scimitar actually passed past his ear, feeling the stench of blood, Donnie was a little overwhelmed.

Because in front of his eyes, there is a scene that is destined to be unforgettable for him.

A figure in a robe, with two silver rays of light beside him, was shuttling through the dense enemy, and everywhere he went, people turned on their backs, and the strong warriors fell silently.

It was as if death had descended, and everywhere that figure went, there was only death!