Jeff exclaimed, "Don't!"

However, it was too late.

A thin transparent blade slammed into the greatsword, and another slammed into Douglas's face.

With a clang, the thin metal collided, making a crisp sound of two swords clashing, and the blades of the swords were deflected to one side.

With a scream, Douglas covered his face and leaned back, his body took a step backwards, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

The cold light of the Blade of Tears flashed for a moment.

Alvin took a deep breath, easing his heart, which was beating at an accelerated pace.

From the moment Douglas appeared with his troops, he was like a rabbit wrestling with a lion, and even if he was calm in his words and laughter, he forced himself to squeeze out, squeeze out smiles, squeeze out witty sentences, squeeze out generous manners, and try to make himself look innocent.

This acting skill is really tiring, nervous, extremely depressed, carefully dodging and moving with a smiling face, and even at the moment when Jeff appeared, he chuckled in his heart, and the tase string almost broke, but fortunately he survived, otherwise there would be no wonderful novel-like reversal performance later.

I am extremely grateful to Yi Mei'er in my heart for standing on the right side.

Jeff did all this because of the moment Yi Mei'er, the magical girl and Douglas turned against each other, the scales began to tilt, the number of people and combat power fell to one side, and falling into the groundwater was an almost insurmountable obstacle, slightly tilted towards his side, at least he was no longer alone.

Just as Alvin had just exhaled the breath he had inhaled, and before the joy could be hidden on his face, Douglas retreated into the wall and waved his bloody hand, "Kill them! Kill the Touchers! Kill them!"

"Stop! Misunderstanding—" Jeff rushed up, stretching out his hand to stop the situation, intending to stop the situation from deteriorating further.

Poof-

With a sharp thrust, Truso, who was closest to him, stabbed Alwin's saber into Jeff's back, the bloody tip of the sword peeking through his chest, piercing the leather vest and iron armor.

"Uh......!" Jeff's flat sword fell, his outstretched hand hanging limply, and he slowly fell down as he clutched his wound.

It's all over.

The key core of this matter is Yi Meier, everything is for her.

The moment she and Douglas turned their faces, all her efforts were in vain, and everything was over.

It's a pity that he instinctively wanted to save and rushed out to stop it, one step later than the opponent understood, the old treacherous and cunning servant was really decisive, and he turned his face in a blink of an eye, and he turned his face and took out his sword.

"Jeff!" Yi Mei'er screamed heart-rending through the shield wall, but she could only step back, farther and farther away.

She is a water monster, but there is no water in her hands, so she has lost the power of a magician, just a girl who is more beautiful and healthy than ordinary girls, and even a little stronger, and she can't do anything about the overlapping shield wall and the long sword of the cold light.

"And then!" Alwyn snatched Jeff's two-handed heavy sword with a side flip, landing on his knees and throwing his magic wand!

The magical girl reached out and caught it!

With tears in her eyes but a frown, she gritted her teeth and refused to let the tears fall, and her magic wand slowly circled around the besieging soldiers.

Lips squirm!

In an instant, the whole world suddenly lit up!

The flow of air accelerates suddenly!

The windows shook, opening and closing, and then suddenly, shattered.

Fragments poured in from outside the window, as if thousands of colorless and transparent blades were flying in the air and as bright as mirrors.

Alvin was wondering what kind of magic this was, a thousand cuts?

Suddenly there was a voice in the hall: "The magician is out of control!"

The chilling hissing sound of thin blades breaking through the air was reminiscent of infinite killing power, followed by the crackling sound of water blades hitting the floor like rain hitting plantains, striking a shield like a hammer hitting rotten wood, and the armor clanging with a clang.

In the meantime, I'm afraid that no one can grasp the direction of the whole thing, and everyone is like a headless fly with instinct.

Even if the action taken is wrong, there is no chance to correct it, because there is simply no time to stop and think, an unpredictable storm of water-bladed floods the hall, and thousands of debris lines up outside the windows.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"My ears, where are my ears!"

The screams of several people screamed, and in the restaurant, for a while the shouting and shouting were as noisy as if they had exploded, some people squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, some people crawled all over the ground, some people wanted to seize the door and flee but collided with the soldiers, and the two sides staggered together, full of shields and big swords.

With a bang, the wooden wall of the private room on the side shattered, and someone probably panicked and dodged and crashed into it.

After the chaos, no one escaped, everyone was injured to varying degrees, but fortunately, almost no one died, and they shrunk again, and retreated to the corner and under the table with their heads wet and wet, and the soldiers also shrank behind the shield, revealing a pair of panicked and frightened eyes, surrounding the magical girl.

The shield could only block one side, and the storm of water blades that had just arrived was all-round, and many of the soldiers' back armor was shattered and their flesh was exposed.

The magical girl sat in the center of the hall as if no one was around, holding the dying Jeff in her arms, and called softly: "Jeff, Jeff......"

Opposite her, in the center of the waterblade storm, the lord's old servant, Truso, had a bloody face, a mouth, nose, and eyes that were barely distinguishable, hair was missing, revealing Bai Sensen's skull, ears were missing, and eyes were blind.

It was as if he had been slashed with thousands of swords, his clothes were wisps, he was covered in blood, and he had turned into a pile of scraps of flesh stuck together, barely maintaining his human form, moaning in pain but not dying for a while.

In the confusion, Alwin, who rolled into the corner, was ready to stand up slowly, "Ahhhhhhhh

When I looked back, I found that there was another iron boot stepping on the boss's other hand, and a person was walking from behind the wall with his head down.

"Damn it, don't move!"

The cold two-handed greatsword pressed against Alwin's neck, and Douglas stepped from behind the broken wall with a bloody face and a hideous face, "Ahh

"Throw away the sword!"

As soon as Elwin's hand loosened obediently, the hilt of the sword that had just been unheated slipped off, and Douglas kicked the sword into the corner of the side.

"You're a Voldemort, aren't you?" Trusso......" He glanced at the bloody corpse that was constantly twitching, his face almost a skeleton, almost miserable, but his throat was still squirming and moaning.

Even though the magical girl's full house water blade is furious, the water blade is also very sharp, but the toughness is far from the real sword blade, and the power is naturally greatly reduced.

The old servant was only dressed in brocade clothes, unprotected in the center of the rage.

Even so, Trusso was covered in wounds, his skin was fragmented, but none of them were deeper than a blue inch, and none of them were fatal wounds, but his body was incomplete, but there were also many minor injuries that became incurable injuries, and he could only bleed and wait for death.

Douglas was dressed in heavy armor, and except for a few cuts on his bare face, he was unharmed, but the shiny and smooth armor seemed to have been struck by lightning, scratched and shattered like a spider's web, but it didn't penetrate.

"He said you could easily dig through the walls, but it's all wooden......"

After saying that, Douglas licked his lips and sneered, only looking at the depressed Alwin, with the pleasure of catching prey.

It's all wooden floors!

That's right, the earth mage's subsidence technique can't do anything.

Alwin's face was as dead as ashes, his back against the wall, slowly sliding to the ground.

The wooden floors are full of water!

He sits in the water!

Take a deep breath, your nose is full of dampness, and lick the droplets of water that runs down your hair, and it's actually fresh water.

Alwin's hands slowly pressed against the ground, pressing into the water.