Therefore, I saw that Du Lang's hand was naturally sent forward, and he let go of Isaac. This action pushed Isaac to a block, almost turning into a bowling ball, but fortunately, with the combined efforts of many guards, he could barely support this huge body.

However, Du Lang's easy move, even Isaac didn't expect it, what he said just now was just a subconscious instinctive reaction, and he didn't expect Du Lang to let him go like this, which is also the reason why the surrounding guards also looked at Du Lang with a surprised expression. 'Is this kid crazy?' was the unanimous idea of the guards at this time.

In fact, it's all very simple, to ask why Du Lang didn't run away with Isaac hostage, it's a big joke, look at the Earl who is now piled up there like a puddle of rotten meat, plus his own strength has never been able to recover at this time, Du Lang knows that with such a fat man, he will never be able to run fast

But worthy of the 'simple Isaac', just after the guards re-protected him behind him, the sense of security that returned to his body made him a little bolder, and then decisively, as Du Lang said, our Lord Isaac resolutely ordered loudly: "What are you doing in a daze! Give it to me, give it to me!! I want to see him die here today! Give it to me! I want to let this lowly untouchable know what it will cost to disturb Lord Ben so much!"

In the end, Isaac even kicked on one of the guards closest to him, and the guard who kicked him stumbled, and the guards next to him also reacted one by one, and they all ran or jumped and raised their weapons and rushed towards Duran.

Du Lang shook his head helplessly when he saw this, he didn't want to hurt these guards very much, because it was not difficult to see from the eyes of these guards that in fact, they were all oppressed by this Isaac and had to do this kind of thing against their conscience, in fact, these people were also forced to be helpless.

However, in Dulang's opinion, since they chose to do it instead of fighting back, they should be punished. So Du Lang moved, only to see Du Lang's eyes cold, a huge pressure was released instantly, and a fireball quickly condensed out in his palm.

Although Du Lang's spiritual power can only exert one-tenth of his usual strength, as one of the two demon kings who tortured all the magicians of the Phileng Magic Guild, his strength is still not to be underestimated, you must know that the strength of the Phileng City Magic Guild is among the top few in the entire southern Radokvik. Not to mention dealing with these guards, who don't seem to be much stronger than the farmers.

When the guards saw the basketball-sized fireball that suddenly appeared in Du Lang's hand, their feet went limp, and some even stopped rushing forward directly, just raising their weapons, and their legs couldn't help but tremble. No matter how Count Isaac roared and kicked behind, these guards would rather die than move forward. That's for sure, this guy in front of him is a magician! If the strength of his own group of civilians rushes up like this, even a junior magician can single-handedly pick up his own group, which is no different from looking for death.

And Isaac also felt a trace of despair the moment he saw the fireball condensed in Du Lang's hand, "He turned out to be a magician! And he is also a fire magician who is known for his attacks! How is this possible, the damned intelligence officer clearly told me that this guy is just a helpless pariah!' Count Isaac had cursed the intelligence officer a thousand times in his heart at this time. But curse to curse, there is nothing he can do in front of him, the only thing he can do now is to keep instigating the other brave guards in front of him, telling them to attack quickly, and then he immediately turned, twisted his huge body, and ran backwards quickly, and kept shouting for other guards to come to support.

In fact, Du Lang's current mental power can only release such a fireball, because he needs to mobilize almost all of his power to release the next phantom flash. This fireball only serves as a deterrent. Dulang was very surprised by Isaac's running speed, because in Dulang's opinion, the Fat Pig Count was obviously already playing at a high level. Looking at the writhing fat ass and the shaky fat on his body, Dulang's mind was full of black lines, and then forced himself to turn his attention to the guards.

At this time, because of Isaac's shouting, more daring guards gathered here, and as the number of people increased, the guards also became bolder, and some of the guards who did not dare to come forward also began to move at this time, and as one of them shouted without knowing who it was, Du Lang saw several spears stabbing straight at him.

In the face of these stabbing spears, Du Lang actually didn't have much panic in his heart, he was waiting for this moment, he had been waiting for the guards to gather as much as possible, because only in this way could there be fewer guards on the periphery of the castle, and he could run better.

Seeing that the number of people was almost there, in the face of the spear that stabbed him, Du Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said secretly: "It's time." ”

After he finished speaking, he threw the fireball that was still in his hand into the sky, and then his short figure flashed the spear that stabbed him, his lips turned up, revealing a smug smile. To be honest, in fact, this is Dulang's first real battle, and he usually communicates with Lavis in the form of a fight, or else he is looking for the bad luck of those members of the Magic Guild, and the people of the Magic Guild are afraid of President Angle, and they are not good at hitting too hard, so they haven't fought seriously at all, of course, I mean desperate.

In Du Lang's eyes, these guards moved as slowly as snails, watching them slowly put on a charging posture, and then stabbed the spear out with difficulty, he couldn't help but feel a little more in his heart, thinking that when he left the town and said goodbye to Uncle York, if he ran into a slightly stronger adult, he would not be able to beat it, not to mention that there were dozens of them at this time. But now, he was sure that these dozens of people were definitely not his opponents.

The guard who stabbed at Du Lang only felt a flash in front of him, and the target had disappeared from his vision, and then he heard a faint voice behind him.

"This is the punishment you deserve!" and then felt a pain in the back of his neck, and he was no longer conscious. Isaac was running down the corridor, and behind him were the screams of the dozens of guards one after another, and the hairs on his body stood up, and he hurriedly sped up a few points.

On the other hand, on Du Lang's side, in fact, he had already dispersed the fireball that had been condensed in the palm of his hand, and it was just a deterrent, for the future of Caladoni Town. He wanted Isaac to know that there was still such a mage in the town of Caladoni who was rebelling against him, and that was enough. With one-tenth of his strength, he couldn't reach the speed of casting phantoms, but it was enough to deal with these guards.

Again: because of work, I will update it at night in the future, and I will not be available during the day