Jumping through the window, Serris rolled on the lawn, his dagger plunging into the waists of the two nearest guards.

Most of the blade easily pierced through the kidneys, and as the sword was drawn, large swaths of blood shot up in the air, and scarlet flowers slowly bloomed, setting the stage for this feast of death.

The pain and blood loss caused the guard to fall straight to the ground, without even a chance to scream.

"There's still ...... here" Hearing the movement, one of the guards immediately turned back, and was about to shout loudly, when Serris's legs exerted force, like a spring, bouncing him high, and the short sword crossed, and the powerful destructive ability directly cut off the opponent's throat and cervical vertebrae.

However, due to the fact that the sneak attack was so loud, some of the guards chasing Valera were attracted to it, and immediately turned their guns and galloped towards Seris.

Serris glanced at Valella, who was greatly reduced, and a touch of anger appeared between her brows. With his dagger flipped between his fingers, the Stalker rushed into enemy lines with lightning speed, and with his dexterity and skill, almost every sword was able to set off scarlet blood on his enemies.

"What happened......" Omara ran out of the bedroom balcony with a roar, and after witnessing the bloody rain in the courtyard, habitually wanted to retreat until he saw Seris.

Although Seris collected evidence of his crimes by improper means with the acquiescence of the royal court, he did not have the right to execute. To be precise, in Silvermoon City, except for the royal family and the Parliament, no one has the right to execute the nobles, which is a protection for the upper class.

Even criminals.

Therefore, Omara was confident that the boy would not dare to attack him: "Ceris, if you sneak into my manor again and again, I will definitely break you to pieces!"

The blade thrust through the enemy's unprotected collarbone like the fangs of a viper, and as blood splattered, the latter fell straight into a pool of blood. Seris looked up at the baron, his cold gaze and the blood on his face made people shudder: "Then let's try it!"

"You ......"

Fear flashed across his face, and Omara pointed at the other party and was about to curse, when a breeze suddenly surged on the lawn, and Toryan, who was holding a bright red staff, appeared in sight: "Why don't you try, I'll try." ”

Hearing the sound, the guards who had surrounded Seris and Valera stopped their attack.

"I'll teach you a lesson later. Glancing at the panting girl who came to his side, Seris snorted heavily, and when he saw that the other party lowered his head, he did not reprimand, but looked at Tolian cautiously.

He couldn't win on his own, and if he added these guards, he and Valella would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Lanloth, you're here to help!

Glancing at the empty study window, Serris's mood became more and more anxious.

"Tolian, don't talk nonsense with him, kill them!"

"At your command, Lord Baron. With a slight smile, Seris moved the Arcane Staff forward.

The huge magic power quickly gathered at the top of the staff, and with a soft sound, the blue magic power instantly turned into a scarlet streamer. In the next moment, the flames compressed to the extreme erupted into a scream, turning into a long dragon and roaring towards Seris's position.

"Get out of the way!" his pupils shrank violently, and Seris pushed Valera away, rolling on the spot at once, the heat almost grazing his cheeks. As a wisp of green smoke rose, the roots of Serris's ears and the ends of her hair were scorched black.

It wasn't until he dodged the scorching ray that Seris felt pain in hindsight.

However, he overlooked one point, with the strength of the fourth-level Tolian spellcaster, this 2-ring spell was able to shoot three rays.

Woohoo!

There was a burst of fire in the air, and two more scarlet rays burst out from the tip of the staff.

Holding his breath, his mind racing, he grabbed the guard who wanted to escape, and pulled hard, successfully swapping the positions of the two.

The sound of barbecue made everyone feel creepy, and the guard who was hit by the ray was wrapped in green smoke, his chest and even his face were scorched, and the tragic death made people unbearable to look at.

Seris didn't bother to pay attention, and although the second ray was blocked, the third that followed had no way back, and the fast-running guards were far away.

The daggers crossed, and Seris used the blade to form a rudimentary shield. The next moment, as a force of gravity struck, the rays struck the blade, scattering large sparks against the back of Seris's hand and cheek, and the sharp and brief pain made him shudder.

Thankfully, the scorching rays come and go faster. The staff in Tolian's hand finally stopped lighting up with orange fire, and looking at the two red-hot short swords with a faint magical aura, he seemed to see the goblin of the gold coin, and his eyes lit up: "Spell-breaking inscription? ”

"What?" "The heat on the dagger gradually faded, and Seris gasped and put it down, and there were many fresh scorched scars on his face and hands, which looked terrifying, "Didn't you pay attention last time?"

"It's a pity that their owners are very average. ”

Although he was unwilling, Tolian was indeed qualified to make such a mockery. Just a 2-ring spell can make Seris embarrassed, and if he gets serious, the chances of the Stalker surviving are probably less than 30%.

But pride is careless.

Torian raised his staff again, and as the spell exited, an even more surging wave of magic gathered in the courtyard.

The wind howled, and the terrifying might caused the elven guards to retreat again, and Seris was about to step forward desperately, but just raised his foot and stopped. The despair in his eyes suddenly vanished, and a touch of surprise and scarlet reflection appeared in it.

Poof!

The wind stopped, the mana dissipated, and the spell that was about to take shape fell apart, and the massive mana that fed back made Tolian spit out a pool of blood, but it was not as good as his chest.

A willow-leaf-shaped scimitar protruded from his chest, and as his heart beat violently and rapidly, the blade continued to tremble, and the blood gushed red the entire robe.

Turning back with difficulty, Toryan's eyes widened like a demon against his pale cheeks, staring at the figure that was gradually becoming clearer with disbelief.

"Long time no see. As if not realizing that the scimitar in his hand had pierced the other party's heart, Lanlos smiled with a sunny smile as he silently pushed the blade forward, "I said it wouldn't be so gentle the second time. ”

"Ahh

The pain, the sharp pain, the loss of life frightened Tolian, but it didn't make him give up resisting, he struggled to open his eyes, staring at Lanloth, and quietly probed his free left hand into the space bag: "You, when will you ......"

"Didn't your arcane mentor teach you, defend yourself in any battle. As if in response to Lanloth's words, a translucent shield flickered around him, "Not to mention the fight against the Stalker." ”

"You, you're clear, are ...... He's a mage!"

"Who says that mages can't wield knives and spears?" the evil grinned, and Lanros's wrist exerted, and the Blade of the Wind spun like a meat grinder.

"Ah——!h

The screams pierced the sky, tearing eardrums and piercing souls, causing the guards to look terrified, and even Seris felt her scalp tingle.

However, there was one person who behaved beyond Lanlos's expectations, and Valé, who was hiding in the corner, tightened the dagger in his hand, and watched the mage who had done evil in his name suffer so much, and pleasure and excitement flashed in his eyes.

This little thief is not simple.

Lanlos sighed, but ignored one point, it was very unwise to be distracted in battle, not to mention that the other party was still a mage.

"Bastard, you want to kill me, I want you all to be buried together!" grabbed a scroll from the space bag, and saw the magic pour in, and a scorching wind that made the hearts of everyone around him palpitate suddenly surged......

"Ahh

It was still Tolian's screams, and this time, in addition to pain, there was more despair.

A small dagger pierced his wrist in the right place, and not far away, Valella's throwing action had not had time to retract.

By the way, and this staff, I can still ......

"I'm sorry, you don't have a chance. Lanros gave the girl an appreciative look as he grabbed the Mystic Staff with his hand, "This thing was never yours!"

Flameburst!

Activate the spells stored in the Arcane Staff, and the magic circuit on the staff will glow brightly, and the next moment, the orange streamer will render it beautifully.

With a loud bang, the scorching air was violently dispersed, and the scarlet flames engulfed Tolian's body in an instant like a hungry beast.

As a charred corpse fell far away, the flames gradually extinguished, and Lanros's not-so-tall figure exuded a kind of majesty that people did not dare to approach.

"You fools, are you all rice buckets, quick, kill these bastards, kill ......" Seeing that his right-hand man had come to such an end, Omara was furious, and pointed at the silent Lanros and cursed.

Unfortunately, the sense of security that the privileges of the nobility brought him made him miscalculate the situation.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Lanloth suddenly turned and raised his staff towards Omara on the balcony, watching it glow even more dazzling than before, and the latter's eyes widened and he sat down on the ground in terror.

"Lanloth! can't kill him......"

Rumble!

A fireball the size of a basin slammed into the wall below the balcony, and the raging flames stretched and expanded in the air, as if igniting a corner of the night sky, and the dazzling light of the fire overshadowed the light of the sunwell for a moment.

The explosion tore apart the masonry, half of the walls collapsed, and the smoke cleared, revealing a mess of lavish decorations and a bruised Omara who was slumped in ruins.

Lanlos wanted to kill him, but he couldn't, and it wasn't just his problem, it was Thiris and the kids. He couldn't bury the life that Seris and those children had worked so hard to create for the sake of momentary pleasure.

According to Sagret's precise calculations, the explosion point of the Flame Blaster was under the balcony, just enough to destroy the balcony without attacking Omara. Of course, the injuries suffered by the fall cannot be relied on him, after all, it is always inevitable to catch a recalcitrant prisoner with a little accident......