It would be an exaggeration to say that this twisted figure is more powerful than the lich Amenar, and even, in Mu En's judgment, he has not even touched the twenty-level transcendent peak, but its strange immortal characteristics and almost permanent ability to escape into the shadows really let Mu En see the power of another kind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

To be precise, when encountering the Shadow Dragon, Mu En considered that the other party still had a back hand, just like the lich behind the Countess of the Blood Clan, which was almost inevitable.

Moreover, in this assassination, even if Mu En died, the Shadow Dragon would not get any benefit from the Rose Collar, so at best, it was just a pawn, an object to be hired and driven, and the black hand hidden behind the scenes was waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

But Mu En is still very confident, after entering the second stage of transcendence, that is, the 17th level of the third order, his perception attribute is as high as 38 points, it can be said that the existence under the throne, no one has ever been able to escape his gaze, not even the shadow reclusive old cookie.

But this time, on the twisted figure, he was deflated.

The other party seems to have somehow directly integrated himself into the shadow, or has completely abandoned his body as an intelligent being, so as to obtain some kind of permanent invisibility skill effect, and it can even be said that he himself is a floating shadow.

With this level of stealth, he was able to dodge almost any perception skill, which was considered a 'divine skill' for an Assassin.

Even Mu En, he could only catch the moment when the opponent was attacking, and use his body's intuition to dodge the vital attack.

As for the immortal trait, it is even more scoundrel, Mu En can't even understand the principle of the existence of this ability, and he can't get anything by giving away the knowledge in his head.

However, he still has a keen grip on something so far from fighting.

"In the Shadow Realm, I'm just a mortal...... In other words, in the Shadow Realm, he is not! Then out of the Shadow Realm, after returning to the normal plane, I am still a mortal, but he is too!

If you are mortal, you can kill!

From another point of view, although the other party behaved very weirdly and domineeringly, they were actually quite cautious, they had pulled the entire Marquis of Bach into the shadow realm in advance, relying on their own immortality and permanent stealth ability, thinking that they were not afraid of any means of the enemy.

In other words, everything they rely on is related to this shadow realm, and all I have to do is ...... Just leave!"

The distorted figures in the sky pounced on them fearlessly, and then before and after, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a dark sharp aura surging in, and under the monotonous ghostly light, the sky of the entire shadow world seemed to be covered by this surging dark sharpness, leaving only a deeper darkness.

Hiss......

Mu En was in the center of this battlefield, under the furious expression, his mind was cold and calm, after he knew what he was thinking, his two swords crossed his chest, he took a deep breath, and showed eight arms, the scale arm between the illusory and the real was held in a virtual grip, as if he was standing with a sword.

"Elemental mimicry, sword!"

The elemental flames scattered around his body suddenly converged, and once again turned into a thin layer of armor attached to his body, and more elemental power spread along his arm, directly forming a series of crystal clear sword blades in the void grip, and the blade shook rapidly, and it could be seen that there were pitch-black cracks in Yansheng.

The dark edge was almost less than three meters in front of him, and seeing that Mu En was about to be submerged, he saw a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and he directly burst out: "My sword, smash the void!"

Those eight arms swung wildly, and sword after sword smashed into the void, like a giant hammer roaring.

Click!!

Like shattered glass, there are cracks in the void that are darker than darkness spreading, twisting like a silver snake dancing, with Muen as the center, extending in all directions without dead ends.

- One of the only ways of the sword, the Void Crack Slash, the lightning chain, the boundless!

- Pseudo-Sanctuary!

Sneer......

The sound of hundreds of millions of mulberry silkworms chewing is enough to make anyone's scalp tingle, and somewhere, there are more and more dark edges, like the accumulation of water after being blocked, and the cracks in the space are also layered, and every time the space is bridged, it is distorted again, so that it can see through the nothingness, beyond the infinity.

Bang!!!

After all, it was a qualitative change after a quantitative change, and the explosion came as scheduled, and the terrifying ghost light scattered with an unparalleled shock wave.

This time, the Marquis of Bach's Palace, which had been pulled into the shadow realm, had been completely reduced to ruins.

The invisible shadow dragon Joelbar was still watching the play happily one second, and the next second he retreated in fear, he didn't care about stealth, his wings waved rapidly, and he hated not retreating fast enough.

After all, he was still strong and strong, and after he withstood this wave of impact, Long Mu stared at the ruins of the Marquis Bach's Palace, looking at the bottomless holes on the ground and the spatial cracks that flickered and disappeared in mid-air, and couldn't help but shudder.

"I knew earlier, I would have known that I wouldn't have taken this damn task, I wouldn't have taken any amount of shining gold I was given, these perverts, perverts, can't be provoked. ”

The Shadow Mastiffs had already run away, and their panic had outstripped the Shadow Dragon's coercion on them, and they fled from the Marquis Bach's palace with their tails between their legs like lost dogs, and although most of them were killed and wounded, they finally recovered a life.

And those masked assassins are not so lucky, they also want to run, but they dare not run.

The Shadow Kamen Assassins were strictly disciplined and impersonal, and if they retreated without orders, they would be hanged.

As for going and asking for advice now, uh, are you sure you're in the center of the battlefield?

A group of twenty of them had gathered at the edge of the Marquis Bach's palace, and had brought huge stones, shields, door panels, and so on, piled up in front of them, and built a small fortress, as if they were very experienced in this kind of battle.

But when the shock wave swept in, the layers of fortresses easily collapsed, and they became trapeze artists without accident, and the last thing they could see was the distorted mask that wanted to cry.

Nezel and the others were even more unlucky than the Kamen Assassins, although they had no restrictions, but after all, they had set off and were hesitant to evacuate outside, so when the shockwave came as scheduled, they had to hide behind a collapsed wall and watch the apocalyptic scene in horror.

Simply, just as they were waiting to die, a figure like a mountain blocked in front of them, just one on the ground, and carried the shock wave with a broad back.

Naturally, it was not clear in the flying sand and rocks, but when everything calmed down, Naezel and the others couldn't wait to look up, and immediately fell on the spot.

The knotted muscles like the roots of an old tree and the head of a bull show his identity, but what is that handful of snot and tears touching and wiping tears and snot, and whimpering and sobbing from time to time?

He seemed to be very sad, who bullied him? But who could bully him?

As for the harm of the shockwave, uh, it seems that there is some itching in his back, and he actually scratched it with his backhand!

But everything gradually subsided, and the distorted figure reappeared in mid-air, like a broken piece of cloth recombining, little by little revealing a human form, he was still so short, so distorted, so black, but at this time, as if the veil of the mask had been lifted, showing an old face.

He stared down at a certain place below, and said coldly: "I have never underestimated the Igor family, but I have to admit that I underestimated you." However, you think that you can protect millions of intelligent beings with one transcendent being.

There is no such delicious 'meat' as it is on the entire continent, there are too many forces staring at it, and without the protection of the legendary throne, you will still be unable to escape death. ”

His words were still strong, but they seemed to consume a lot, and there was an unconsciously gasping breath between them.

Mu En stood on the ground, his three-meter-tall body standing tall like a giant, and his naked half-body was crisscrossed with scars, as if telling what a real warrior was.

Looking up, his eyes were cold, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "I only know that this Rose Territory is the territory of the Igor family, and all those who want to invade the territory, whether he is a demon or a god, are the enemies of the Rose Territory."

All I know is that I am the heir of House Igor, the new Grand Duke of the Rose, and that the intelligent beings who live in this land are my people, and they are protected by me, and all who want to harm them, whether demons or gods, have either stepped on my corpse or died under my sword. ”

"No, it doesn't have to be that decisive. Your strength has earned my respect, and His Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne admires the strong the most, and compared to you, Milou Monroe is a waste, even if we hand over the rose to him, he can't control it. This distorted figure is not shocking and endless, and said:

"However, as long as you are willing to accept the rule of His Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne, we can also be your support. As I said earlier, only His Majesty can shelter one side of the situation. ”

"Your Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne, the Kamen Assassins?, sure enough, you are not unknown, but ......" Mu En only knew who the enemy was facing at this time, but what shocked him even more was:

"Milou-Monroe, Mrs. Merry's own brother, is he the one who contacted you?"

"To be precise, it was Milou who contacted us through the Thieves' Guild, and the guarantor of the intermediary was the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Marquis of Fitch-Gustave.

Although it is not so justifiable, as long as the Igor family is the last one, through the line of Mrs. Merry, he still has the right to inherit.

At that time, with the full support of the Marquis of Gustav, the control behind the back of His Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne, and the help of the Thieves' Guild, he will be able to barely inherit the Rose Collar. The twisted figure explained, but then said:

"Of course, that's nothing compared to your natural inheritance. And in terms of your own combat power, you can also convince the public, and with the protection of His Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne, this area can become a paradise. ”

"Paradise? That sounds good, and it's a good thing. Mu En sneered: "I don't believe that His Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne wants nothing, he seeks control of a region and population of the main plane, it shouldn't be a simple kindness, right?"

I'm actually curious to know, what is His Majesty the Shadow Kamen Throne asking for?"