"What's going on?!" the three warriors froze in place, looking around in disbelief.

There was a dead silence all around, as if the conversation between Victor and Owen was just an illusion.

Owen was also shocked, how could the other party's movement speed be so terrifying! Because he saw that almost the moment the three warriors rushed out, Victor's figure had become blurred, and only an afterimage was left scattered with the wind.

Although Owen was only a swordsman who had just stepped into the advanced rank, he knew very well that Victor's strength had not reached the level of the Sanctuary. However, this was what shocked him, even a spearman known for his agility could not have such exaggerated skills - he had no way of detecting where the other party was at this moment!

Just as Owen was in doubt, he suddenly felt a huge impact on his legs, so that he couldn't stabilize his body and immediately fell to his knees.

"Very good, since you have taken the initiative to show up, it will save me the trouble of looking for it. I saw Victor's figure appear behind Owen, the red robe looked extremely strange in the dark night, and the tip of the gun in his hand had reached Owen's back.

"My lord!" one of the warriors exclaimed in surprise and tightened his grip on the short blade in his hand.

"You guys go away, leave me alone!" Owen trembled with great fear.

Victor smiled disdainfully, and a pure blue fighting spirit began to flow from his hands, and the aura around him suddenly cooled, and Owen could clearly feel the chill coming from the tip of the gun.

"But—" The three warriors hesitated, they didn't dare to act rashly in this situation. It was beginning to lighten, and the pale dawn meant that the sleeping Essit soldiers would soon be out of the tent, and it would be a fool's dream to get out by then!

Owen was really desperate at this moment, because he noticed that the soldiers in the distance heard the shouting and ran in the direction where they were.

"Cut! I wanted to get rid of you quietly, but now I'm afraid I can't. Victor spat on the ground, his tone full of displeasure.

When the three warriors saw Essit's soldiers gathering here, they were overwhelmed with anxiety, and Owen was desperately controlled by Victor, and the slightest mistake was likely to kill all of them.

Seeing this scene, Owen seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and the dagger in his hand slipped vertically, falling to the ground with a "pop".

"It's disappointing, it looks like I don't need to deal with you anymore. Victor withdrew his spear, a sneer on his lips.

Owen quickly stood up, and as soon as his body moved, he stood side by side with the three fighters.

"What's the matter, those guys are obviously wearing escort clothes, how can they attack Lord Victor?!" More than a dozen Essit soldiers had already arrived at the scene, and they were very surprised by the scene in front of them.

"Anyway, these must be the spies of the Titans, hurry up and talk about it!" The first few soldiers shouted and rushed forward, this was a great opportunity to make a meritorious contribution in front of the boss.

"This is bad!" one of the soldiers shouted in panic.

"Don't panic!" Owen stepped forward, his sword stabbed out diagonally, striking one of the Essit soldiers in the knee. Under the pain of the other party, he hugged his bleeding thighs and rolled on the ground.

Only then did the three soldiers beside him react and concentrate on defense, and the soldiers who rushed up were soon seriously injured and also fell to the ground and howled.

More and more Essit soldiers gathered in this direction, and they formed a well-organized battle queue and began to rush towards the Owen four in waves.

"No! Disperse !!" Owen yelled hoarsely, realizing that danger was approaching.

As soon as the words fell, Owen's body erupted with orange fighting energy, and the surrounding aura quickly heated up.

"You are responsible for covering me, and I will fight my way out!" Owen shouted frantically, the dagger in his hand bursting out with a majestic and surging fighting aura.

Before the soldier who rushed to the front could swing out the long sword in his hand, he was slashed to the ground by Owen with his sword in his hand!

The next two soldiers were horrified, but they had no choice but to fire their arrows, one of them holding a steel shield in his left hand, and his sword in his right hand stabbed at Owen's vital point.

"Drink ——!" The soldier next to Owen hurriedly stepped forward, flew up and kicked the opponent's shield fiercely, and then took a leap of effort, pressed the soldier down under him, and the short blade in his hand stabbed down!

With a piercing howl, the soldier was disemboweled.

The other soldier didn't pause, his sword slashing out diagonally, and it looked like it was about to touch his body. I saw that Owen seized the opportunity to seize the situation, pulled the soldier's hand violently, and immediately made an elbow blow sideways.

"Damn, it looks like they're no ordinary soldiers!" the rest of the soldiers were stunned at the sight.

Seeing this, the Essit soldiers did not dare to take another half step, and threw inquiring glances at Victor.

"What a bunch of fools!" Victor watched the scene coldly, and continued, "Your Excellency, Owen, don't think that you are important to our value, I won't want your life!"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill, just do it!" Owen was already red-eyed at the moment, and he couldn't care about it so much.

Victor showed a cold smile and said, "Very good, let's show you what it means to be self-sufficient!"

"Don't rush any further!" Victor raised his right hand, and suddenly a powerful aura spread out from all around him, Owen's face changed greatly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Victor held a silver war spear, and the blue fighting spirit began to surge wildly, and Essit's soldiers no longer moved when they saw this scene, but formed an impenetrable encirclement.

Owen had a helpless wry smile on his face, and at the same time, he also burst out with all his fighting spirit, trying to fight his last bit of strength, even if there was little hope.

The orange figure looked thin and lonely in the cold wind, and now the sky was all bright, and the pale sky was a little dazzling. A trumpet sounded inside the barracks.

"Woo-woo~" two sounds represent enemy attacks. Owen heard hurried footsteps getting louder and louder, presumably the enemy was organizing a team to rush here.

The three warriors took a few steps back and took a different stance, staring at the hundreds of Esit soldiers around them.

I saw Victor clenching the war gun in his hand, walking towards Owen step by step with his head held high, his eyes becoming more and more cold.

Owen desperately pressed his wildly beating heart, resisted the urge to shout, and still pretended to be calm.

"Wait, I'll tell you everything you want to know!" Owen yelled. The words blurted out made the three fighters beside him stunned for a few seconds, and they were obviously in disbelief about it.

"I'm sorry, guys. A hint of determination flashed in Owen's eyes.