"Stop, who are you who dare to attack the attendants of the Marquis of Akalin!" strewn Stone as he stood at the front of the group, facing the approaching group, holding a two-handed sword in his hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

An experienced legendary warrior like him, just standing with a pestle and sword, showed an insurmountable momentum, completely covering his own formation behind him, avoiding the possibility of being quickly attacked by the opponent.

"This is Stone Francis, a defensive knight who is in the field of enhanced defense, which can strengthen the defense and resistance of all his teammates. Reynoldsen leaned into Easter's ear and introduced him to the person across from him.

Ister nodded, grabbed his crooked nose by his neck and lifted it up. In an arrogant tone, he said, "Marquis of Akarin, great man, but Francis, your subordinates are too undisciplined to be humble in the face of the strong. This time, I don't care about you in the face of the Marquis of Akalin, but you have to understand that the inside of the White Tower is a lawless place, and it is impossible to take advantage of it all the time just by relying on the status and reputation outside. With that, Esther picked up his crooked nose and threw him directly at Stone.

Stone frowned, took half a step back with one foot, stretched out his arm, and held his crooked nose firmly in his arms.

The reason why he took half a step back was to prevent the other party from launching a surprise attack on him under the cover of throwing people. A half-step back can cut the impact of the throw for him.

But there was no attack from the other side, and he didn't feel the impact when he caught the hapless Barr. The strength of the opponent's throw is very delicate, and at the same time as he catches the person, it is the moment when the force is exhausted.

The group on the opposite side stood firmly, seemingly indifferent to a possible battle. This is either an outlaw on the other side, or it means that they have absolute confidence in their own strength.

"The other party doesn't seem to have any specific hostility!" was Stone's first feeling. Although the words were harsh, it could be heard from the words that the other party still had some scruples about the Akalin family. And if you can call out your full name, it's likely that someone who knew you before. But no matter how Stone thought, he couldn't determine the specific identity of the other party.

"Your Excellency is a subordinate of your Excellency? Don't you think it's a bit hasty to do it? Looking at his subordinates' crooked noses, Stone's heart was on fire. These are all good players he has personally trained, but before he can come in handy, he folded one here. Looking at Barr's injury, even if there is a healing potion, I am afraid that he will not be able to recover in three or five days. And the wounded also need to be taken care of, which is equivalent to reducing the number of people at once. Even for the sake of the marquis's face, he always had to say a few words about this.

"Nagging, nagging, fighting!" said this not the young man in the lead, but a short man standing behind him.

Stone was surprised at what it was a little girl's voice when he saw the short man bend down and pick up something, make a strange arc, and smash it into his face.

Of course, Stone couldn't have been hit by this kind of attack. As soon as the projectile entered the area of effect of his domain power, the powerful ability from the defensive field made him sure that it was a low-threat item, and he immediately reached out to grab it, but this made him even more afraid to act rashly.

It was a gray rock, apparently part of the rocky ground that could be found everywhere beneath its feet. Stone knew very well about the rocky ground here, it was almost a huge rock, so hard that it was difficult to destroy. Even Stone himself, without using the power of the realm, needs to use magic weapons to shatter the rocks on the surface of the ground in a small area.

But the short man on the other side, who seemed to be a little girl, just leaned over and grabbed a stone from the ground. Doesn't this mean that her hands are more powerful tools for killing than magic weapons?

"Ahem, my sister hasn't been in a good mood lately, and her temper is a little short-tempered. I don't think His Excellency Francis would be like a child, would he?" The young man at the head seemed a little embarrassed, and as he gave his words, a strange force of the realm spread from his direction.

"This is a demonstration. Stone immediately understood the other party's underlying language - "My sister has a bad temper and loves to beat people, but if she does, she will fight in vain." If you want to fight back, we'll go to war. ”

Stone was annoyed, but the power of the realm, which clearly tended to chaos, made him wisely silent. Guys whose realm power tends to be chaotic generally have certain mental problems. The young leader was a true legendary, yes, but he could also be a madman. Fighting them is probably the stupidest thing to do.

"Peace!" "No war!" The masked men standing on either side of the young leader finally spoke. One of them was a woman, and the other looked very old. But the power of the other two realms that followed could not be faked. The three people in the front row of the other party are all legendary powerhouses.

Stone glanced back at the three yellow cloaks in his ranks, and a thin bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The legendary powerhouse on the other side's face has already surpassed his own. If there was a scuffle, even if Yahibara and himself could defeat their opponents, it would be difficult for the others to deal with such a fierce battle, and casualties would be inevitable. In particular, there are three little ancestors in the team who must not be damaged in any way. This made Stone grit his back molars and echo the other party's rhetoric.

"Of course we want peace. Your sister's sister is so cute, and I like children the most. ”

This sentence stimulated Alfrin's G-spot. She jumped to her feet and shouted, "I'm not a child, I was fourteen yesterday"

"Poof!" a yellow cloak in the team of the Marquis of Akarin's family on the opposite side was nervously preparing for a possible battle, but was confused by Alfrin's words and actions.

Yellow Cloak turned his head to look at Master Ahibara and asked quietly, "Master, is this kind of team really strong? ”

Instead of answering the Yellow Cloak's question, Master Yahibara turned his gaze to one of his followers.

It was a bald man in black with a strange device on his right eye, and at this time, his exposed left eye was full of surprise and panic, and large beads of sweat were coming out of his bald head.

"How's the situation?Hasselblad, my friend, what is the composition of the opponent's personnel and the elements of combat power?"

The bald man in black named Hasselblad opened his lips that felt dry from nervousness, and said in disbelief, "Master, the situation is very bad. No, I should say it's very bad. ”

Hearing Hasselblad's answer, Master Ahibara's face suddenly darkened. His follower, Hasselblad, was neither a strong warrior nor a good spellcaster. The level itself is only so-so, and it has just reached the threshold of the fifteenth level. The reason why Master Ahibara takes him with him everywhere he goes is entirely because of Hasselblad's strong reconnaissance ability. The source of this reconnaissance ability is a strange device made by Hasselblad himself. It was a strange monocle-like device that Hasselblad called the Combat Effectiveness Indicator.

Using this amazing device, Hasselblad can obtain a lot of specific information about the object observed, including class, level, combat power estimate, danger index, and other items.

Relying on this technique of Hasi, Master Yahibara always had a clear idea of the strength of his opponents, thus avoiding a lot of dangerous fights.

This kind of equipment is difficult to manufacture and easy to break, and Hasselblad is usually reluctant to use it often, but in today's situation, without Master Yahibara speaking, Hasselblad took the initiative to put on this device and began to examine the combat effectiveness of the opposite team in detail.

Just at the first glance, Hasselblad had a feeling of being blinded, and in the wide-area view of the combat power indicator, four characters flashed with a dazzling red light appeared in an instant, and a line of blood-red characters appeared in front of Hasselblad's eyes.

"Discover the wielder of the power of the plural realm. It is recommended that it cannot be hostile. ”

As he zoomed out and looked from the leaders standing in front of him to the back row, he almost became unsteady on his feet.

The first, the chieftain. Legendary, class???, level??? combat power???, danger index is extremely high.

The second, the old man. Legendary, Class ???, Level???, Combat Power: Zero, Danger Index: None.

The third, the woman. Legendary, Class ???, Level: Twenty-one, Combat Power: Two Thousand Five Hundred, Extremely High Danger Index.

The fourth, a short little girl. Class ???, level???, combat power: zero, no danger index.

What is this!—Hasselblad almost thought that his combat power indicator was completely broken, and that would show such a strange pair of stats.

With the intention of giving it a final try, he finally read a few more specific data from the people behind him.

Fifth person, Class: Druid, Level: Eighteen, Combat Power: 1,600, Danger Factor: High.

Sixth person, Profession: Sinur Boxer, Level: Sixteen, Combat Power: One Thousand One Hundred, Danger Index: High.

Seventh person, Profession: Sinur Boxer, Level: Seventeen, Combat Power: One, Danger Index: Very Low.

The eighth person, legendary, class: warrior???, level: sixteen???, combat power: two thousand???, extremely high danger index.

But why is the data so weird!

From the data, Hasselblad can't judge the true strength of the other party at all.

The series of question marks and the constant appearance of zeros, ones, none, and extremely low levels were like a constant mockery of Hasselblad's intelligence.

Hasselblad is not stupid, and it can even be said that it is smarter than the vast majority of people.

Those question marks can only represent professions that are so rare that they have never seen before. For the equipment made by yourself, all the data comes from your own knowledge.

The problem is that as a follower of a legendary mage, Hasselblad considers himself a well-informed person. A profession that can make him know nothing is obviously not an ordinary character.

As for the zero, one, very low, and none, it made Hasselblad feel even more creepy. Such a level can also suppress the appearance of one's combat effectiveness. This could only be a terrifying assassin. And such assassins, there are three on the opposite side. Hasselblad, who felt his throat dry, really prayed in his heart not to start a war with the other side. Otherwise, just four legends, three terrible assassins would be able to kill and wound more than half of their side in an instant. And as a follower, he will definitely not be closely guarded like the three yellow cloaks, and he will most likely become a victim.

Therefore, when Master Yahibara asked him about the specific situation on his side, Hasselblad's mind turned to the words "don't go to war", and he directly recounted the results of his investigation in the most serious tone.