Under the palace of Thrace, in the tunnel leading to the outside of the city, a group of people were hurrying to escape.

The leader is not tall, his waist is slightly rickety, and he looks more and more short. He was dressed in a dark gray robe, and his whole person looked like he was shrouded in a black mist, which was terrifying.

He was followed by a knight in full armor with a shield on his back, and the thickness of the shield showed that he was a heavily armed warrior commonly known as the "tin can".

In general, this profession exists specifically for defense, and he is no exception.

Not far behind him, two strong men in civilian clothes each carried a small child, a boy and a woman, both with brilliant blond hair. The boys were about four or five years old, and the girls were a little older, about seven or eight years old.

Further back, there were several nervous-looking knights and maids, who hurried along their way, and looked back from time to time, as if they were wary of something.

In the group, only the little boy who was not yet sensible was not afraid, and he was even in the mood to ask with a smile: "Where are we going?

Hearing the prince's question, the knight carrying him on his back sighed, not knowing how to answer. Instead, the maid next to her squeezed out a smile and said gently, "That's right, we are practicing urgently." Although I practiced last time, I need to practice important things often to ensure proficiency. ”

"I know! It's like practicing martial arts!" Prince Charles Thrace, who was only four years old, smiled happily, "My father told me that there is no ability in the world that is not obtained from hard training, even if it is old man Heinrich, he has practiced hard for many, many years to be so strong!"

Hearing his words, the "King of Shadows" Alan Vina, who was walking in the front, trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything and continued to walk silently.

He was in charge of the Chinese army's big tent before, and after receiving the news of the accident in the palace, he immediately rushed back to the royal capital with teleportation props, only to find that the palace had been shrouded in a seal. He was taken aback, and went to the underground of the palace from the secret passage, only to find that the legendary powerhouse of the necromantic force who was supposed to be sitting here had run away somewhere - in fact, those guys saw the fight in the palace, and they estimated it, and felt that the traversers were not easy to deal with, and they were afraid that revealing their identities would cause trouble, so they simply sold their teammates and ran away in advance.

Faced with this unexpected situation, Alan Vina, who was already good at using knives rather than brains, suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. It was then that he discovered the knights and maids who had fled through the secret passages with Richard, his son and his daughter, in accordance with the rules of the secret drill that had begun after the first raid on the palace by the Travelers.

Seeing that the prince and princess were unharmed, Alain Vina finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately transformed from an assassin to a bodyguard, protecting their retreat.

He knew the inside story of the palace sealing array, and as soon as he saw the sealing array launched, he knew that His Majesty Richard had suffered misfortune, and now the prince and princess were the hope of the country, and only by protecting them could the division and destruction of Thrace be avoided.

Though...... Even if he lacked political knowledge, he felt that the four-year-old king or the seven-year-old queen were unreliable, but he had no choice, and Thrace had no choice.

There are many members of the Thracian family, and if the prince or princess is not allowed to inherit it, just for the sake of inheritance, all the surnames of Thrace will have to be bloodied first. In that case, the Kingdom of Thrace is certainly no future.

Thinking of this, Alan Vina couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart again.

(Why...... How will things turn out like this?)

He asked himself, but he didn't understand.

Isn't it true that we have a great advantage? Shouldn't this battle be a sure win? Why did it turn out the way it is?

Owens is dead, His Majesty is also in the seal, and the Sword Master is fighting hard, and the good luck is unpredictable.

In case of any more accidents with the Sword Saint, should he, a necromantic assassin who understands neither politics nor fit to show his face, take over the work of the Sword Master and become the pillar of the country?

How is that possible!

He's a necromancer! He's a necromancer! If his identity is revealed, God knows how much trouble he'll bring to the country!

At the same time, Alan Vina was also secretly glad that he had chosen to transform into a necromancy, otherwise, wouldn't there be no one to protect the prince and princess now?

What are the knights and maids?

A young king, if there is not even a legendary powerhouse by his side, he is afraid that he will die at night and he will not know how to die!

Necrons also have the benefit of necromancy, they don't need to eat, they don't need to sleep, they can guard the king around the clock without rest, and they will never give the Assassins a chance to take advantage of it, which is something that a living person can't do.

As long as Her Royal Highness the Prince or Princess succeeds in ascending the throne, Aranvina has the confidence to protect them until they reach adulthood.

Of course, it would be best if the Juggernaut could come back! Anyway, the Juggernaut is the Optimus Prime of Thrace, and with him, everyone will have confidence in their hearts. His strength and prestige are beyond the reach of Alan Vina.

However...... Will the Juggernaut still be able to come back?

Alan Vina was a little melancholy, and he told himself that now was not the time to be cranky, but there was nothing he could not help but worry about.

(Lord Heinrich, you must come back safely!)

The Ice Sword Saint naturally couldn't hear Alan Vina's heart, and even if he could, he didn't have time to be distracted.

Facing the siege of five legendary powerhouses, even he had an extremely difficult time coping.

Although these five legendary powerhouses are not particularly strong, compared with the Sword King who has recovered his peak state, and the old sage who has cooperated with the Sword King for eight hundred years, they are actually not much stronger, but the frequency of the five people's shots is better than that of two people.

In the face of the Sword King and the Old Sage, he was also able to maneuver with his sharp reflexes, roughly scoring seven points and attacking with three points. But in the face of the siege of the five legendary powerhouses of the Dwarf King, the Dragon Lord, the Blood Axe, the Mountain Moving Sage, and the Mermaid Queen, he tried his best to defend and dodge, and occasionally took a little energy to counterattack, so that the other party did not dare to chase and fight without scruples.

The mere occasional counterattack had exhausted his mental strength, leaving him with no room to think about anything else.

And as time went on, the tide of the war gradually turned against him.

In the previous battle, Juggernaut had already been injured, and the injuries were not light. Although during the period of talking nonsense with Liu Daoqing, he gave himself some treatment and recovered a lot, but the injuries caused by the Sword King, how could it be possible to recover so quickly!

If he doesn't fight, or the intensity of the battle is not high, once he falls into a fierce battle, he soon feels that the previous wound is constantly stinging, and his body gradually becomes tired and weak, if it is not supported by the fighting spirit, he is afraid that even his movements will slow down.

Once the movement is sluggish, the time of death is not far off.

Of course he can't die here!

So he gritted his teeth and desperately squeezed the strength out of his injured body, maintaining the most fierce fighting posture possible, swinging his sword like lightning, blocking the attack of the Dwarf King and the Blood Axe head-on.

Only then would he be able to free up enough energy to deal with the spells of the three spellcasters.

The Dragon Lord's ultra-high-speed dragon language magic, the mountain moving sage's leyline spell, and the mermaid queen's illusion, even if there is only one of these three spells, combined with the frontal attack of the Dwarf King and the Blood Axe, it is enough to suppress the Juggernaut. At this moment, he can deal with three spells at the same time, and he can still hold on, the key is that the three spellcasters have never cooperated, and the spells not only cannot complement each other, but also interfere with each other from time to time.

However, as the battle progressed, the situation of the three spells interfering with each other was improving significantly. The three legendary powerhouses have gradually adapted to each other's fighting styles and are slowly cultivating a tacit understanding.

It didn't take long for them to work well together.

At that time, it will be the death of the Juggernaut!