Gariott lay on a desk, his head buried between his arms, snoring loudly. He was originally recording the previous battle report, but the tiredness in his blood made it difficult for him to resist, and he actually fell asleep unconsciously.

Whether it is a warrior who is strict with himself or a mage with a strong spirit, he will not lose control so easily, but for a bloodline warrior, a person who uses his instinct will be subject to instinct after all.

Every time he overused the power of the bloodline, he would fall into a deep tiredness, this tiredness came from the subtleties in his body, which was difficult to resist, and even if his power had awakened to a very deep level, it still could not avoid the innate defects of the bloodline warriors.

The gods of nature are fair, and those who have bloodlines can obtain great power relatively easily, but they are inferior to the Fighting Warriors in terms of durability and explosiveness, and they are not as good as the Magicians in terms of energy control and spiritual cultivation. This gap becomes more pronounced the higher you reach the realm, as if a mighty beast would eventually fall at the hands of a skilled hunter. If you play against a person like Gabriel, who is in the same realm but has a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, it is like a player with only one hole card, and it is almost impossible to defeat the opponent when he encounters an opponent with both hands full of cards.

But at this moment, Gariot was awakened by a distant rumble, and although he was tired and didn't know what was happening, the instinct of the bloodline told him that he was in danger.

Gariot stood up, a tingling sensation in his limbs, a sign that his wounds were not healed and his blood was not restored. He pushed open the window and saw that the continuous roar was coming from the west side of the city. There were no glimmers of light left in the setting sun, but the entire sky was illuminated by the constant flash of fire, which was the explosion of enemy artillery fire falling into the city, and the flames rising from the ignition of the buildings in the inner city.

"The shield of the city defense barrier has actually been breached?" Garriott stared at the sky with his super eyesight, and suddenly found that the original egg-shaped shield was no longer complete, revealing a huge gap, and countless shells were falling every minute and second.

"Why didn't anyone inform me. Pushing open the door to the room, he found his nephew, Solhi, who was also a bloodline warrior, sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall and sleeping soundly.

Garriott sensed that he was fine, but fell asleep like this, and suddenly realized that it was an attack. He slapped Solschy hard in the face, but the other party didn't react much, and it wasn't until he punched him in the face that Solschy screamed and woke up.

"Uncle?" Solhi covered his face, completely unaware of what was happening.

"Do you remember how you fell asleep?" asked Gariott.

"I don't know. When you came back, you said that you wanted to sort out the battle report, so I drove everyone on this floor away, and then guarded the door myself. This, what's going on?"

"What about the others?"

"According to your arrangement, half of the people are outside to inspect the defensive positions, and the remaining half are mostly resting in the rooms on the first and second floors. Solschy said.

"Someone is going to deal with us, come with me to see who is still awake, we can't stay in this house." ”

The two often walk up the stairs. The place where the blackguards were stationed was a large three-story house, with seven or eight rooms on each floor, and a courtyard in the front and back. As they walked down the corridor on the third floor, they saw several servants lying asleep on the floor. As they reached the second floor, they heard the sound of swords slashing from downstairs. Gariot looked down from the gap in the stairs and saw dozens of heavily armed warriors rushing into the rooms, slashing and slashing the blackguards inside.

Solsi's breathing became heavy, and scales began to appear on his hands, and he was about to rush downstairs, but he was grabbed by Garriot, and the scales that had appeared retreated again: "Uncle, you can see from their movements that these people are not strong! We can't let them kill our people." ”

"Fools, didn't they expect my strength? There must be a real strong man waiting there. Follow me out of the window. Garriott led Solhi all the way to the end of the corridor on the second floor, then jumped through the window and into the garden.

Gariot hunched over and walked towards the wall, and said to Solhi: "Listen, the city defense enchantment shield has been broken, and it is inevitable that the Chinese will rush in." Now we have to find a place to hide and wait for the chaos in the city to rush out. The empire does not know that the strength of the Chinese is so terrible, and we must bring this news back. ”

Before Sol Xi could answer, another voice came from the front: "You can't bring the news back." ”

Garriott looked up to see Marco waiting by the wall with his twin swords in hand, and beside him, Mage Ada had unleashed a fireball into the sky.

"How about you!" said Gariot as his body began to transform, and without waiting for the other party to answer, he rushed straight to the side as soon as he pulled Solhi, obviously not ready to let the other party delay for any time.

However, he didn't run a few steps, and two sword qi came from a distance in front of him, one left and one right cut off his possibility of rushing forward, Gariot gritted his teeth, and his arms were staggered to resist the sword qi, but they flexibly avoided his arms and slashed under his ribs. The defense of the body that did not fully activate the bloodline had not been raised enough to be slashed by these two swords.

Gariot was about to lunge when a man leaped forward, slashing him back several steps with both swords. The person who came was Marco's younger brother, Marisa.

"The bloodline warriors are really paper tigers, and once the power of the bloodline is insufficient, their strength will regress greatly. You're a master, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat us two brothers now, right?" Marco caught up from behind, his words full of sarcasm.

Seeing that Gary Riot was still checking left and right, Marco said: "Don't look at it, the entire courtyard has been completely sealed by six high-level and one master, no matter which way you flee, you will be blocked back." ”

Sure enough, at this moment, several figures flew in the sky, two men and two women were holding magic staffs, and Gariot recognized them at a glance, and two of them were the mages who attacked him from the bell tower. The older one had a power in him that made his heart palpitate.

"The kingdom is indeed rich in despicable people, and you actually stand with the Chinese again. We shouldn't trust you guys who have no bottom line. Garriot looked at Marco hatefully and said, "What about Baldini, a coward, he betrayed the empire, betrayed me, don't you have the courage to come out at this time?"