Victor stopped and said, "Oh? You'd better stop playing any more tricks on me." ”

"You can rest assured that I promise not to hurt your soldiers again. Owen plunged his sword into the brown dirt and raised his right hand to signal the three warriors to stop fighting.

Seeing this, Esset's soldiers also put off their offensive and retreated step by step to safety.

"I am willing to offer to negotiate with Lord Shiloh and provide you with the detailed distribution of the Titan Camp. Owen said with a serious face.

"Not only that, but you must also tell me exactly what the Titans are going to do next!" Victor was pleased with Owen's attitude.

"No problem. A hint of helplessness flashed in Owen's eyes.

"Looks like you're pretty acquainted, but—" Victor said with a grim smile, which sent Owen with a hint of foreboding.

"As a bargaining chip, I can spare your life. But those three warriors at your side must die!" declared Victor to him in an unquestioning tone.

"What?!" one of the fighters was immediately annoyed when he heard this, and he clenched the dagger in his hand and was about to rush towards Victor.

"Don't be impulsive!" Owen hurriedly stopped him and shouted at Victor, "I want to know that the only prerequisite for me to cooperate with you is to let my companion go back!"

"Haha, do you really think I'm so merciful?" Victor's face sank, and he said, "Your companion has killed a lot of Essit soldiers. ”

"That's it, sir, don't let these bastards go!" the surrounding Essit soldiers began to heckle, their eyes full of hatred. If the eyes could kill people, I'm afraid that the four of Owen would have been chopped into meat paste a long time ago.

"Give those three companions to me, or you won't even want to live!" Victor issued a final warning to Owen.

Owen's face turned very pale, and his heart was struggling in pain, the dagger in his hand shaking violently with anger.

"My lord, it's important to complete the mission, don't die here because of us!" Before the words could be finished, a warrior beside Owen stepped forward and walked towards Victor in full view.

Owen immediately understood what he was going to do next - attack Victor head-on!

As an eighth-order spear master, Victor is already an existence that has stepped into the holy realm on one leg, and Yisi's combat power has barely reached the fifth order, even if he secretly attacks, the chance of success is very small, let alone launch an attack hard!

Victor's red robe danced in the wind, silently gathering the blue fighting energy on the tip of the spear, but the warrior did not notice this at all, because his mental power was all concentrated on the short blade in his hand, ready to launch a desperate blow.

I saw his lips move up and down, and he was about to say something to hide his madness.

Victor was slightly stunned, he couldn't make out the face hidden under the black cloak, but quickly reverted to a mocking expression, because it didn't matter.

"Oh no! Eth, get back!" Owen noticed that the blue glow on the tip of the spear was getting stronger, and quickly shouted to stop the warrior's footsteps.

Issy had apparently noticed this, but he had preferred to die like this.

"Drink ——!" A gleam flashed in Victor's eyes, and in an instant, he had already picked off the short blade in the soldier's hand, and the speed was too fast to be captured with the naked eye!

I saw Yi Si smile indifferently, take off his black hood, and said, "Let's do it." "The warrior was trembling, and the things around him were eerily quiet.

In the dead silence, Issy was shot in the throat, and her weak body fell to the ground. Ironically, he was still dressed as an Essit Imperial soldier.

The scene in front of him deeply touched Owen, and the beast in his heart was completely awakened at this moment, and he could no longer suppress the fury that had been silent for a long time. The orange figure moved suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, it moved to the Essit soldier on the left, drawing the long sword from the opponent's waist and holding it in his hand.

I saw Owen raise his sword and fall - immediately cut the other party's throat. The soldier's eyes widened in disbelief as he clung to his neck as hard as he could, but the blood kept pouring out.

Soon, the soldier slowly fell to his knees, not moving for half a minute.

"Stop, don't you want to live?!" Victor roared.

Owen didn't pay attention to it, raised his hand and quickly stabbed a soldier with a sword, the blood instantly soaked the pitch-black short robe, and the slender sword body passed through his body, emitting a terrible cold light.

The unlucky man was not yet fully out of breath, and his whole body twitched violently, letting out a desperate wail.

Owen's eyes were bloodshot, and his hat had fallen to the ground, revealing his conspicuous bald head.

However, no one thought it was funny, because Owen's expression at the moment was extremely terrifying, and his usual gentle temperament disappeared without a trace!

"My lord, what's wrong with you?!" asked one of the fighters beside him in amazement, feeling that the situation had reached a point where he could not control it.

Victor didn't make any corresponding moves, but carefully looked at the orange fighting aura emanating from Owen's body, as if he was thinking about something.

Victor's eyes were calm, as if the Essit soldier who had just died tragically had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers did not dare to rush forward again, but chose to quietly witness this terrifying scene happening.

Owen seemed to be provoking Victor, and with a twist of his palm, the long sword immediately turned in a different direction and slammed upward.

The soldier's shouts were even more terrible than before, because at this moment his chest was torn open by the long sword in Owen's hand!

His expression became helpless and distorted, and he howled frantically as he shoved the exposed intestines back into his stomach with his blood-stained hands, though it was in vain.

Victor was equally horrified by Owen's actions, and the Essit soldiers present were silent, and several of them who were weaker in their hearts couldn't help but vomit.

And the three warriors beside Owen were also speechless in surprise, they had never seen Owen so brutal, and they were so frightened that they took a few steps back at this moment.

Owen had a satisfied look on his face as he pulled his sword out of the soldier's body, and suddenly a scarlet blood stained the ground behind him.

The soldier was no longer breathing at the moment, "plopping ——!" He fell to the ground with a thud, and the stabbed internal organs fell out of the huge wound on his chest, and the stomachs of everyone present churned unconsciously.

"Hahaha!" Owen burst out laughing maniacally, breaking the dead silence.

"You guy, aren't you crazy?!" Victor finally couldn't hold back and yelled at Owen.

After a few seconds, Owen stopped and turned his head stiffly in Victor's direction. Scarlet blood slid down the slender blade and dripped into the brown dirt.

"Hehe, do you want to try it too? There was not the slightest fluctuation in Owen's indifferent eyes.