Al looked at Dimo and asked with some confusion, "Why did you save him?"

"Lord Grant, the Kingdom of Lanwen is an extremely rich country, although its land area is not large, but in terms of the degree of wealth, it is definitely more terrifying than many empires.

If it weren't for the 'Pale Flame', one of the seven stars in the territory of the Lanwen Kingdom, then the Lanwen Kingdom would not be able to protect their wealth at all, but it is precisely because of the existence of the 'Pale Flame' that the Lanwen Kingdom can ignore the threats of many empires and continue to develop its economy.

And the current king of the Lanwen Kingdom has only one son, that is, the future ironclad king, whose name is Made, Made Lanwenriel, if that person is really Made Lanwenriel, then we can completely save him, and then get all kinds of high-end resources from him, Lord Grant, you urgently need!"

Although Dimo spoke quickly, by the time he finished speaking, that Mader had become dangerous, and it would not be long before he would die from the combination of the seven assassins.

At this time, Al looked at Made, as if he was looking at a large number of various high-level materials beckoning to him, this time Al did not hesitate at all, and immediately said loudly to Grote: "Grote, save that guy for me, as for the seven sneaky little black people dressed in broad daylight, kill them all for me!"

As soon as these words fell, Al and Dimo felt the carriage sink at the same time, and then it shook violently, causing the horses pulling the carriage to neigh again and again, and at this time, Grote had already jumped high and smashed down from mid-air, just between Mader and the seven assassins!

"Boom!"

As Grote fell, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and a large amount of rubble flew out of the ground, shooting towards the seven assassins, no weaker than the less powerful crossbow arrows.

The seven assassins looked at the debris and waved their various weapons to resist, and at this moment, a huge figure appeared in the scattered smoke and dust, and then a huge palm stretched out from the smoke and dust, grabbed the head of one of the closest assassins, and smashed his head directly to the ground, and suddenly the assassin's head exploded, red and white splashed everywhere, scattered all over the ground.

"Roar!"

Grote, who had transformed into a little giant, rushed out of the smoke and dust, and swung his fist at the other assassin, but the sudden attack just now had prepared the remaining six assassins, and black glow bloomed on their bodies, like shadows, and quickly avoided Grote's attack.

"I'll just take it, give it to me, come out!"

With another roar, Grote raised his hands high and clenched his fists like hammers, slamming them on the ground, causing the ground to shatter inch by inch with Grote as the center, violently shaking, and an invisible shock wave quickly spread.

"Buzz ......"

With a concussive hum, the six assassins escaped from the shadow state one after another, and they looked at Grote, and immediately chose to bypass Grote's blockade and attack Mader behind Grote.

However, before they could completely bypass Grote, Dimo had already appeared at Made's side, but when he threw a large handful of black powder with both hands, a ferocious flame exploded and struck at the six Assassins who rushed towards him.

Seeing the flames coming, the six Assassins immediately dodged, but they apparently forgot about Grote, who was nearby.

One in each hand, Grote grabbed the heads of the two assassins one after another, and then Grote grabbed the heads with both hands and slammed them together, and suddenly the heads of the two assassins were like watermelons, bursting one after another, and blood and brains flowed down Grote's hands.

At this time, Di Mo looked at the remaining three men in black and said, "You better give up, you three are not our opponents." ”

As soon as Dimo's words fell, he suddenly heard Ma De beside him say loudly: "No, they are not three people, there was only one person from the beginning, and the ones you just killed were all split clones of that person!"

As Made's words fell, the three corpses whose heads were shattered and died, and the other two men in black, turned into black shadows at the same time and converged into the shadows under the feet of one of the men in black, and when those shadows completely merged into the original shadow under the feet of the man in black, the momentum of the man in black immediately rose like a rocket.

At this time, the man in black looked at Dimo and Grote, and said in a voice that was indistinguishable between male and female: "You guys are meddling, right, then you should be ready to be killed by me." ”

As he spoke, another man in black slowly walked out of the body of the man in black, brandished a dagger, and approached Grote, while the body of the man in black walked in the direction of Dimo.

Seeing the appearance of the man in black, Ma De immediately said: "Be careful, this assassin's ability is a clone, and each of his clones will equally divide his own strength, the six clones just now are probably equivalent to the third-level bloodline knights, and the current two clones are almost equivalent to the strength of the fifth-level bloodline knights." ”

As soon as Made's words fell, the figures of the two men in black became blurred one after another, and the two were entangled, so that neither Dimo nor Grote could judge the truth of the man in black, and even if they could judge the truth or falsehood, they would not be able to keep up with the speed of the man in black at this time!

"Whew!"

The pitch-black dagger stabbed Dimo in the waist and abdomen, causing Dimo to quickly retreat, and with a flick of his hands, more than a dozen firebirds the size of a human head flew out and pounced on the man in black.

At the same time, Dimo forged a magic seal with both hands, and then opened his mouth to shoot a fan-shaped flame towards the man in black.

Dragon's Breath!

The fan-shaped flames instantly devoured the man in black, and a hint of joy appeared on Dimo's face when he saw this, but at this moment, a black afterimage rushed out from the fan-shaped flames, and the black dagger in his hand stabbed towards Dimo's throat at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that Dimo was about to die at the hands of the man in black, a rather white palm stretched out from behind Dimo, just holding the wrist of the man in black, and then a strong force came, the man in black was dragged by the white palm and slammed on the ground, and then the man in black saw the sole of his foot step on his head, and at a speed that he couldn't dodge, he kicked his head open.

Immediately afterward, a glimmer of light flashed in Al's left eye, and a black-red hellfire immediately ignited on the body of the other man in black.