Chapter 64: Unlucky Claude

"Oh no, the man is gone, Bartley, leave the undead alone, lead someone after you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Deborah heard the sound of the back door, and saw that the young Xia Zuo who was originally trapped was gone, and immediately knew that it was not good.

"What about you, senior sister?" Beatley looked at Deborah worriedly.

"I'm fine, I've recovered a lot of mana at this time, and staying in the formation can contain one undead and another undead. Deborah turned to look at Black Butler Nice, "Just ask Mr. Nice to help us suppress it, the Kingdom Guard will be here soon." ”

"Hmm. Black Butler Ness nodded and agreed. At this time, the highest force on the scene was none other than him.

"Death Roar!"

Rumble!

The fourth-order death battle technique from Claude was infinitely powerful, and the huge Angel and Demon Bar was suddenly blown up and half of it was destroyed, leaving only the back half remaining.

And the guards of the Emerald Tower in a team of dozens of people suffered heavy casualties, and only some strong ones survived, and most of them went to see the Hades.

Fortunately, the adventurers followed Arnold and ran out for the most part, otherwise they would all be destroyed, and all of them would be ants below the third order, even if they were strong in the third order, they would not be able to block the full force of the fourth order. A fourth-order combat professional is already a destroyer at the town level.

"Wow, be careful, come out and come out. ”

"Look, it's an undead, it looks like a death knight. ”

"You're blind, Death Knight, do you have mounts, mounts? ”

"I think it's the Black Knight. ”

"Is the Black Samurai so powerful? The three-story bar was half trampled on. ”

The many onlookers in front of the bar, although they hid far away at the time of the explosion, could not stop their curiosity at all, and there was a lot of discussion.

"It's almost time, it's time for this show to be over. Although your appearance was a bit of a surprise. The black butler groped for the ring finger of his left hand and whispered.

"Stop all, the Red Red Regiment Balk is here. Just as the black butler Nice was about to make a move, a fierce figure, riding a war horse and beheading, galloped quickly from the street, and the loud voice of the people had already resounded.

"Drink!" the sturdy figure slapped the saddle, flying hundreds of meters away, standing between the Emerald Tower and the undead, staring at Claude with fierce eyes.