As soon as the words fell, more than a hundred black figures fell silently from the sky, and they landed neatly behind Joan of Arc like ghosts, completely blocking the path of the British army's escape.

When these people appeared, the British army could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and the people who had already rushed to the front were like ghosts, desperately squeezing behind them: "No...... Immortals, these guys are immortals, everyone run! Hurry up and run back......"

The black figures of the dragon assassins left an indelible shadow on these people, and the scene of the massacre in the central square was like a nightmare, haunting the surviving British troops for a long time, and it was for this reason that when they appeared, the soldiers completely forgot the words of the commander and fell into complete chaos.

"Oh, you're really fast, Lord Joan of Arc......," Euquintus said as he stepped out of the ranks of the Dragon Assassins, came to Joan of Arc's side, and then bowed down respectfully, "My lord, this city is not as safe as you think, without us to follow, if anything happens to you, the king will not let me go." ”

"Thank you for your concern, but Eugene Tusqing, you have seen my strength, let alone you, even my brother is not my opponent. Joan of Arc turned her head and sneered, then pulled out the undefeated will from her waist.

This alchemical weapon, which originally belonged to Edward the Black Prince, was given to her by Radu after that battle, and although it was once an enemy weapon, Joan of Arc showed surprising control of the sword!

After the sword was drawn, Joan of Arc's eyes lit up at the same time, and the blood-colored pupils pierced through the night, exuding a suffocating heat.

Along with the pupils of his eyes, the blade of the Invincible Will stretched across the silver sword, making the sword look as if it had just been taken out of the furnace: "Wake up, uncontrolled weapon, and then take my determination to harvest life to the fullest!"

As Joan of Arc's voice sounded, a golden field spread out from her body, and the nearest British soldier watched as he was enveloped in the field, but there was no pain in his body.

"How...... What's the matter, did the witch's spell fail? We're not dead......" The British soldier, who was shrouded in the realm, touched his intact body and said suspiciously.

"Hey, what's that? You...... Why did your sword float on its own?" the other Englishman watched in horror at what was happening in front of him, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Not only a person's weapon, but all those who were shrouded in the realm, as long as they were not holding the weapon in their hands, they all floated silently in the air. Whether it was a sword or a spear, these floating weapons were aimed at the British troops who were desperately squeezing in the direction of the city gates, and all the weapons were heated in the field, shining brilliantly in the night.

"Die. Joan of Arc smiled slightly, then waved the undefeated will in her hand. At the same time, the weapon suspended in the air accelerated sharply, and fell into the chaos of the British army with a bright trail.

The red-hot weapons carried a tremendous impact, each piercing the bodies of several people before it could be stopped. The blood of the British army spilled on the blades of the weapons, and the sound was like the explosion of red-hot steel quenching!

Compared to those who were killed by weapons, the British soldiers in the field were the luckiest, they only lost their weapons, while others lost their lives...... However, the luck of these British soldiers was also over by this moment, and it was only a rise and fall, and Joan of Arc, armed with a spear and a sword, rushed past them.

The heads flew up in an instant, and their faces still had expressions of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

Before the headless corpses could fall, the black-clad dragon assassins leaped high on them, following Joan of Arc's footsteps towards the fleeing British......

"Damn, although I expected that these bastards would not let us out easily, I didn't expect them to let humans go. Towell gritted his teeth as he struggled to stabilize himself in the crowd as he watched the slaughter in front of him.

Although as the viscount of Bordeaux, he stood on the opposite side of these British troops, but in the face of the tragic situation in front of him, he couldn't help but show a sympathetic attitude.

"Put away your excess mercy, Todd Clear, for this is a very good opportunity for us. Vlad III stood in the crowd and watched the sudden appearance of the Dragon Assassin, and then said indifferently to Toville, "Take advantage of the chaos of the crowd and rush out of here, once those guys find out our traces, things will be a little troublesome." ”

Thornville nodded, and then moved closer to the side of the city gate with his team, all the British troops trying to squeeze into the city, which was an excellent cover for their movements.

"Jill, hold on to your weapon and walk ahead of me, and don't let something cloud your judgment. Vlad III said, dragging Gil, who had been stunned behind him since just now, in front of him.

Ever since Joan of Arc appeared, Jill's expression froze, and even standing in front of him, Vlad III could detect the disorder of his breathing. In order to prevent Jill from acting irrationally at this time, Vlad III deliberately let him go ahead, and he was at the end of the line to guard against possible dangers.

"My lord, please rest assured, I will not lose my mind again, I know that I can't save her now, but as long as there is any chance, I will not give up. Jill clutched the hilt of his sword tightly as he dodged the crowd, his back to Vlad III, biting his lip tightly, red blood running down his jaw, only in this way that he could ensure that his mind was not affected by emotion.

Todd led them slowly but stealthily, and neither the dragon assassins nor the fleeing British soldiers could spot them.

Seeing that they were only less than half the distance between them and the periphery of the crowd, Rongaite, who was walking in the middle, suddenly pulled out his knight's heavy sword, and then slashed several werewolf soldiers in front of him to the ground: "Hey, Eugentus, Vlad III and Thorville are here, you guy hurry up and bring someone over!"

It happened so suddenly that even Rachata's men didn't expect it, and they watched in amazement at what their master had done, even forgetting to stop it.

"What the hell are you doing, bastard?" was Trotwell, who was the first to react, and he looked at the fallen soldier behind him in amazement, his lake-blue pupils instantly swallowed up by blood.

Before he could pull out the light of Rome, Rongaite suddenly swung his heavy sword and slashed at him, and in such a crowded crowd, Towell could not retreat at all, and in desperation he could only grab the British troops around him and block him.

Although it is not an alchemy weapon, the knight's heavy sword is always beyond the human body, and the black blade pierces the human body and stabs at Thorville's body, and at the same time, the roar of Rongaite sounded again: "You fools, why are you still stunned, quickly pick up the weapon and kill the rest of the people!" And Euquintus, you bastard, come here, I can't stop so many people......"

Hearing Roncaith's cry, the vampire soldiers behind him unconsciously drew their weapons and rushed towards Gil and Vlad III, although they didn't know why their master had suddenly betrayed Thorville, but it didn't matter to them.

More than fifty vampires rushed towards the last two of the group, each with their weapons in hand, but by this time Jill had already reacted, and he jerked out the watchful lake from his waist and stopped in front of Vlad III.

"This bastard, actually ...... at this time" Jill had just put on a stance, and his body was pulled aside by Vlad III.

"Don't stand in my way. Vlad III said coldly as he waved Allah in his hand.

The crimson sword shot out from Allah's blade and slashed head-on into Racait's men, and although Vlad III did not give Allah too much charge in his hurry, the burst of sword still consumed the bodies of more than a dozen people.

A violent explosion spread from it, and the vampires who were not affected broke through the high temperature and continued to rush towards this direction, but before they could swing their weapons, a black shadow flashed in front of them, and then their bodies and the weapons in their hands broke in two and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Jill roared wildly, and his originally thin body swelled suddenly. Every joint of his body let out a crisp pop, and the muscles of his body were rapidly bulging, and his hands grasped the hilt of the sword that watched the lake, and Jill took a sharp step to block the attacks of the others.

At the same time, an even wilder wolf howl rang out near the city gates, and in this thunderous roar, Thornville threw a punch and smashed the corpse of the British soldier in front of him and Roncaith into the air!

"Yes...... Damn it. After opening the stage wolfing one, Thorville clutched his heart and gasped violently.

Racada's surprise attack almost cut open his heart, and if it weren't for the unusually strengthened bones that had been wolfed to jam the blade of the heavy sword, he would have lost the ability to fight just now.

"Hey, what a troublesome body. Rongaite stood up from the ground with a blank face, and then threw the corpse of the British soldier off the sword, "Forget it, I didn't plan to kill you so easily anyway, but Towell, do you really think I'm betraying you?"

"Do you want me to pretend I can't see the facts in front of me?" said Toville, putting down his right hand covering his heart, with the strength of his body after wolfing, the previous wound had healed, "You didn't betray me, you betrayed the entire Wolf Castle and Lord Vlad, I really can't figure out what good this is for you!"