The power of the King's Guard was effective at this time, killing one Assassin and inflicting heavy damage on three.

Seeing that his guards were not afraid of these assassins, Bernaventurus IV grew a little bolder, and his face regained some blood.

"Okay, good, you guys have done a lot of merit, I deserve a heavy reward!"

The morale of the pro-guard team was undoubtedly high at this time, but the guards of the royal capital on the periphery could suffer, especially Zhuo Erlin found that soon in the thick smoke, dozens of figures appeared, and the assassins involved in this operation would definitely not be less than a hundred!

A smile appeared on the face of the Assassin who was facing Drowryn, and even though his face was hidden under the black cloth, Drowlin could see his smugness in his eyes.

"Damn!"

Zhuo Erlin was furious, he was the deputy head of the Starlight Knights, and he would be suppressed by a nameless thief.

Zhuo Erlin felt that there was no need to retain his soul power at this time, and as for whether there would be any powerful enemies in the future, he couldn't care so much at this time.

He was to defend his majesty as a knight of the Starlight Order.

The originally proud assassin, at this time, his eyes began to bring some surprise, he felt as if the air around him was getting hot, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Drowrin's body glowed with red soul energy, and it continued to spread towards the sword in his hand.

"You seem to have underestimated the King's guards and the knights of Starlight!"

A moment of hideousness appeared on Zhuo Erlin's face, and he suddenly thought at this moment that he hadn't used this trick for a long time, and the time for peace was indeed a little long......

"Secret Fire Sword Technique: Flame Slash!"

When a materialized flame flashed from the sword in Drowrin's hand, the assassin's eyes shrank suddenly, "Sky Knight!?"

The next moment, when the sword in Drowrin's hand was completely covered in flames, the assassin who was entangled with him could no longer bear the constant heat that emanated from the sword.

When Drow Ryan dragged the long sword in his hand and unleashed a heavy blow with the heat wave above, the assassin couldn't resist it, and the flame blade swept across his chest in an instant, and a scream made Drow Lin smell a scorched question.

The Assassin rolled to the ground, his body twitching in the end, his chest in shambles, and he was hopeless.

The black cloth on his face was burned in half, and Drowlin used his sword to remove the remaining rags, and below was a delicate face, the assassin was not very old, blood gushed from his mouth, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Drowlin leaned down slightly, and asked the Assassin one last time, "Who are you, and for what purpose?"

"Ahem...... Hey...... Hey, you, you guys... Bernaventu... Familial... Lackeys, difficult, do you forget... Than Qiyao... Is there still a dazzling starlight......"

"What?!What is your purpose?"

......

The Assassin's eyes didn't close, perhaps he had his unwillingness, but Drow Rin cared about his last words, a starlight that shone brighter than Qiyao.

Drow didn't have time to think about what it meant, as the smoke in the central plaza grew thicker and thicker, and the constant screams made the situation even more chaotic.

The blow just now consumed more than half of Drow's soul power, and if another assassin like that entangled him, the defense line guarded by the royal capital without his command would only accelerate the collapse.

At this time, it was not only the Assassins who were shuttling through the thick fog, but also many civilians who were trapped in the thick fog, and some of them lost their sense of direction and fled in a panic to the side of the wrestling ring.

"No one is allowed to approach!"

Seeing the strength of the guards, Mano also became angry, and when he saw civilians breaking into this area, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted, and at the same time ordered the guards to shoot at the civilians with bows and arrows.

"That bastard!" shouted in displeasure when Xiu Yin saw this, and he was about to approach the wrestling table in anger, when he was grabbed by Master Sean behind him.

"What can you do if you go, none of us can get close to there, now you can watch the play on the side of the stage as if you were an audience!"

Master Sean's words made Xiu Yin calm down a little, yes, he is just an audience, he is not even an actor at this time, and besides, he has never become a real actor, and this is not his stage.

The more than twenty guards had successfully escorted Bernaventur IV from the wrestling ring to the bottom, and they were almost moving to the VIP area north of the central square, and as long as they crossed the VIP area, it was the gate of the palace.

Now there are a large number of soldiers sent to the palace, including the palace guards, and there are also many guards from various lords.

For example, the guards of the Knights of the Bones brought by Count Fair also joined in the action to defend His Majesty.

The Marquis of Fell ordered them to be the first to rush to meet the king and escort him to the city, so that Fell could also share in the commotion.

A large number of Assassins had already poured into the north side of the square, and from the gate tower of the palace, it was clear that about seventy or eighty men in black had begun to surround Bernaventus IV and the twenty or so guards around him.

"Let all the guards in the palace protect Father!" a big fat man with a muffled voice shouted from Trogg's side.

Trog glanced coldly at the fat man, and the fat man noticed Trogg's gaze and replied to Trog with a fierce force.

"Humph!"

Trogg turned his face to the bottom of the gatehouse, not looking at the fat man.

The fat man is the eldest prince, Lance, and Trogg are not on harmony, not for anything else, but for the position of the first heir to the throne.

Trogg looked at his father who was surrounded below, and suddenly had a thought, which made his heads attached to the wall battlements tremble, and there were even large beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks.

"Don't worry, the king will be fine......" Tifa on the side opened his mouth to comfort Trog when he saw Trogg's appearance.

She thought that Trog was worried because her father was trapped, and her face turned a little pale, compared to the eldest prince Lance, Tifa was still closer to Troger, of course, whoever can finally become the first heir to the throne, she will also become the princess of that person at the age of sixteen......

The pro-guards were very powerful, but they had to pay a lot of attention to the king's safety at all times, and on the other hand, they were under the pressure of being besieged.

Although the average individual strength of the Assassins was inferior to that of the guards, since the success of the Distance Project was just around the corner, each of them went crazy and launched a surprise attack on the guards, and some even rushed desperately towards the guards' defensive formation after being severely damaged.