The guard who pushed the door open opened his mouth even more, and looked at the bloodied thing that appeared behind the door, and he didn't know if it was a human or a ghost, and before the guard could connect the other party with the prisoner inside, he was attacked.

One is a prison guard who is addicted to alcohol and has regressed skills, the other is a prison escapee who is armed and mentally prepared, and with a special beginning, such a situation is already destined to have an unexpected result.

"Ahh

But when he opened his mouth, his neck was slightly cold, and the screams stopped abruptly after only a start, and were replaced by a hoarse [hehe] sound, a change that made the listeners feel extremely uncomfortable, and they wanted to open their mouths to help him finish the rest of the screams.

"Ahh

There was no need for skill, and Al didn't know much about it, he stared at the neck that was exposed beyond the armor, the huge Adam's apple was close at hand, the wind was blowing, and before the others could recover from their lust, the black blade had cut off the guard's neck almost entirely, and the reason for it was almost, only because the dagger was not long enough.

The air flow in the trachea that was rushing out instantly found a closer, less pressure outlet, and blood immediately splattered out of the hair-thin wound, spraying Al in the face, he didn't care about erasing the warm liquid that entered his eyes, and pushed hard towards the guard in front of him, and the other party tilted his neck and fell to the side, and the cut on his neck was extremely smooth.

The other guards had already reacted, and the timid ones began to scream, and they were about to finish the screams of the first guard, but the bold Huo Di stood up, ran away from his companions and rushed towards the el, or ran towards the door, as if trying to close the door, and a little more sensible, picking up the sword and shield.

This situation is very dangerous for Al, he knows that the storm gives him extreme speed, in addition to this, he is also a serf, malnourished, emaciated, and his strength is nothing compared to these guards, not to mention combat skills, these people look more difficult than Carter.

If he is knocked down by the two guys in front of him who are not afraid of danger, or if he is blocked by someone and trapped in this extremely small space compared to the number of people at this time, then giving him two more storms is also a dead word.

So instead of waiting for the two who had pounced on him to come near, and then wiped their necks, he rushed towards the door that had suddenly opened, through which he saw another room, and then another, and after that, the yellow-brown floor, and the tenacious weeds.

His speed was unmatched, and no one could be faster than him with a storm in his hand, and it was all in the midst of lightning and fire, until he rushed to the first door, and easily cut off the hand and throat of the guy closest to the door, and covered his neck with both hands, that the first soldier fell to the ground completely.

Al didn't risk wasting time to see the outcome of the second attack, and in the chaos, with the sound of [Whew!Whew!] twice, he sprang out of the garrison and immediately dodged to the door, completely disappearing from the sight of the guards.

The inside and the outside are completely two worlds, the buffer zone and the dividing line between the two worlds, this half-sunken garrison house, which completely isolates the sultry, stinking and dark hell from the outside world with cool breezes, fresh grass and trees, and sunny sunshine.

Al had only been in the well-lit security room for a short time, not preparing a buffer from the darkness to the light, and the moment his eyes were stung, he changed the direction of his movement, until his eyes adjusted to the light outside, and confirmed the location of the guards, before slowing down, by which time he had already rushed out of the distance.

When the continuous mountain range arrives, there is a big gap missing, the mountain range is as high as the clouds, and the gap is precisely the inner city of Luolong City, such a terrain makes people worry, if a boulder rolls down from the top of the mountain, what kind of tragedy will it cause.

The Inner City Prison is located at one end of the gap, the terrain is not low, the place where Al is standing at this time, the field of vision is wide, looking at the opposite side, the giant beast seen in the canopy of the woodland is in front of him, it is the Duke's Fort that represents the supreme power of Luolong City, and it is also the safest place in Luolong City.

The safest place, of course, is used to put priceless treasures, Al clenched his hands, thinking about a pair of purple eyes in his heart, and calmly turned to face the prison guards who had already put on their helmets, shields, and long swords, and were approaching step by step, and looked at them twice, Al smiled dumbly.

If it weren't for their trembling legs, their small steps, and the distance they had walked for so long, but almost equal to the distance they had walked in place, the guards would have looked quite imposing.

The two guys, who were still joking with them before, but had become a corpse at this time, really set a very bad example for them, and after the initial panic, fear had crept up in the hearts of every guard, and the two guards who pounced on El at first were even more afraid.

The fear came from the flat cut on the corpse, the unlucky man near the door, the two forearms, and the throat, along with the two arm armors, were all severed by a single blow, and after Al went out, it seemed that he was about to escape, they chased after him, searched the farthest range that the prisoner could reach, but there was no human figure, and when he looked into the distance, Al appeared at a distance they could not imagine.

This man's speed is terrifying! This man's attacks can easily tear even his armor! If they hadn't escaped and faced hanging, they would have run away a long time ago! They thought they were still masterful, but in fact, their fighting skills had long since regressed, and they could not provide them with the slightest courage and strength.

Fear needs to be dispelled and cathartic, and fear has lifted the shackles of nobility from them, and the guards begin to curse their enemies like ruffians.

"Damn it! Do you know what you've done?!"

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"Run away from you!

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"You lowly pig, you actually killed two nobles! their family will not let you go!"

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"After catching him this time, you must break this bastard's hands and feet first!"

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"Shit!!Shit!?!!! who told him to come back" cursed, and the guards gasped in unison.