As the minutes ticked by, the black flame that protected President Herderland finally weakened. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info When the masked assassin threw the dagger to tempt, although there was still a tongue of fire rising to block it, it was unable to completely burn the dagger, and the red-hot blade shot against President Herderland's shoulder and shot into the wall, bursting out with a golden-red spark.

President Halderland was a standard collegiate pharmacist whose hardest exercise in his life was climbing the stairs of a tower with his legs. Faced with the coercion of the five elite assassins, although he looked calm and calm, he clearly realized in his heart that he had no possibility of escape.

Alchemy can also catalyze metals and produce various abilities, but compared to alchemy, it is like the difference between slow melting and violent deflagration. President Hellland did his best to catalyze several alchemical potions, including lead-zinc solution, pure iron solution, and green steel solution, but the results were far from satisfactory. The repulsive shield couldn't even stop the slow-flying dagger blade, and the agility of the swift movement could only make him go from walking briskly to jogging, and once he left the protection of the alchemy flame, it only took half a second for him to have his throat slit by the sharp dagger.

The long wait had already exhausted the patience of those assassins, "It's been more than ten minutes since the retreat order was given. One of the masked assassins waved signs and said, "There must be something, boss, we should get out." ”

"Wait another two minutes, the old man won't last long. The leader of the assassins also replied in sign language, "Lord Lark doesn't have a brain, I can, this old man is a grandmaster-level pharmacist, if he is allowed to survive, he will be on top of a group of ordinary pharmacists." ”

"But our identities can't be revealed......," the masked assassin's gesture was halfway through, and his body suddenly shook, "There's someone outside." His sign language became more eager, "Chief, we're surrounded." ”

"Panic what?" the Assassin leader waved his hands and threw his dagger at President Herderland again. This time the dagger easily passed through the protection of the black flames, and almost hit the old apothecary in the forehead, but fortunately, President Herderland never let his guard down, and suddenly crouched down, so that the dagger could shoot "sonorously" on the wall above his head.

For an old man who hasn't exercised for a long time, this violent movement is really inforgiving. President Herderland felt a "gaba" sound from his lumbar spine, and his body froze, and the pain spread from his lower back, so that he could not even move his feet.

"Ha, this old man's waist is twisted. The Assassin leader blurted out excitedly, his voice hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken properly in years. "Kill him now, let's break through!"

The order was given too late, for they had already been discovered, and the footsteps coming from outside were an illusion to confuse them. In fact, the leader of Victor and a dozen or so sheriffs were fully prepared, and each pneumatic rifle was aimed at the target through the wall, guided by Avery's alchemy.

Avery spent nearly a minute smearing a layer of saprolite potion on the walls. This potion is used by alchemists to extract precious mineral deposits, which can quickly decay ordinary stone into something like soft mud, and if it is not too expensive and raw materials are scarce, it is also very effective for destroying the city walls.

The leader of Victor waved his arm, and twelve sheriffs pulled the trigger at the same time. The sound of a pneumatic rifle firing is much less than that of a gunpowder weapon, but it is still deafening in a relatively enclosed tower. Propelled by compressed air, lead bullets shoot through the mud-like walls, striking the five masked assassins with incredible accuracy.

The strength of these five assassins surpassed that of ordinary high-level molten gold warriors, or rather, after special training, they were enough to compete with the weaker mentor-level molten gold warriors in one-on-one, and the five of them were comparable to senior mentors like Chariot Ola. In a face-to-face fight, twelve sheriffs would have been slaughtered in less than half a minute, and Victor's leader was in slightly better shape, but he could deal with up to two Assassins.

However, under the influence of alchemy and decaying stone potions, the five Assassins fell one after another before they could even rise to the consciousness of being attacked. Only the leader of the Assassins, wearing protective equipment, flickered three sparks in a row, barely holding up.

After all, the protective item was not a real alchemy skill, and the Assassin Leader was shot three times in a row, which not only damaged the protective item, but also took a considerable impact. In particular, the shot that hit the back of the head, while the lead bullet was repulsively bounced, also made the Assassin leader staggered dizzily as if he had been hit by a hammer, and almost fell into the alchemy flames.

President Helderland seized the opportunity, and although the severe pain in his lower back made it difficult for him to straighten up, he was able to pull a bottle of potion out of his satchel. Before the Assassin Leader could regain his balance, a bottle of highly pure acid was poured on his face, and a pungent gray smoke suddenly enveloped the Assassin Leader's upper body.

An indescribable shrill scream rang out, and almost at the same time, the pale-faced leader of Victor rushed into the room with an arrow, two serrated daggers crossed against his chest. "Surrender or ......" His shout was interrupted as soon as he began, looking at the Assassin leader lying on the ground with a bloody look on his face.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Victor. President Herderland thanked him sincerely, saying, "Without your help, I would have almost given my life." Hey, can you please come over and give me a hand, my waist seems to be twisted very much"

The old pharmacist's expression was solemn and calm, but his movements of holding his waist with one hand were a little embarrassed. Two sheriffs quickly stepped forward and helped President Heldland to sit in a chair. The leader of Victor remained vigilant and walked around the room before relenting.

"It's safe, there are no traps left by the assassins. ”

Avery walked briskly into the room, his gaze first on the gray-haired corpse of Debbon Basten, then on to President Heldland. "I'm sorry, Elder, but I was stopped by the Assassins on my way. If only I could get rid of it sooner......"

"No, it's me and Deben Basten who are negligent. "You've reminded us, and more than once, Iron Master, if I had taken your opinion more seriously, strengthened the guild's guards, or simply closed the Tower, this disaster might have been averted. ”

"If you can avoid an attack so easily, it won't be a well-thought-out conspiracy. The leader of Victor suddenly interjected, "Your Excellency, Master Iron, with all due respect, the intelligence network of the Thornflower family has always been known for its tightness, but this time there are so many attackers, and the intelligence network has not even made a little warning, doesn't this mean that the enemy's forces have infiltrated the upper echelons of Coventry?"

President Halderland's face was solemn, and he shook his head a little distraught, "This is not something we should be concerned about, Mr. Victor, of course there is something wrong with the Thornflower family, and the chaos during this time has fully demonstrated that the situation is not completely in the hands of Baron Edelman." ”

He paused, as if considering his tone for the next words, and when he spoke again, his usually majestic and calm face actually shook a little, "Mr. Victor, no, Iron Master, I would like to know your plans. ”

Avery was a little surprised in his heart, but he was very careful to cover it up, "I don't understand what you mean, Your Excellency, what are my plans? Of course, I want to stay here and help the Thornflower family defend Coventry." ”

President Halderland looked skeptical again, "Is this your decision, or is it the decision of the Excellency behind you?" his voice was a little high-pitched, obviously slightly out of control, and then quickly suppressed again, "Well, I didn't make it clear what I meant just now, Master Iron, what I want to say is that this is too dangerous for us apothecaries. ”

"Danger is everywhere, Your Excellency, and you should know what crisis Coventry is facing. Avery explained tentatively.

"I know that this is a war without tolerance, without limits, without forgiveness, and that no means are excessive. President Helderland sighed and shrugged his shoulders, "Master Iron, I've lived in Coventry for almost thirty years, don't I have a little affection for this place?"

"So...... Why do you still plan to leave Coventry quietly?" Avery said bluntly, and his tone could even be said to be a little offensive, "Your Excellency, apart from you and me, Coventry may not even be able to find a decent apothecary now, without the alchemical potion provided by the apothecary, it is impossible for the Thornflower family to hold this city!"

"I know, but those people know even more!" said President Herderland's emotions exploded, his eyes flashing with terrifying rage, his throat like a coal, and every word that burst out seemed to burn like a spark.

"Deben Basten is dead, he is a great pharmacist, even if he is placed in the imperial capital, he can be called a big man! No one dares to offend us in the imperial capital, a grandmaster-level pharmacist can make the wealthy Ding clan bow down and make many chambers of commerce stammer, but here, in this city that has lost control, we are likely to die worthless, just like Deben Basten!"

Avery blinked, realizing that President Herderland was in a very abnormal mood right now. Due to the short contact time, he actually didn't know much about the character of this pharmacists guild leader, but he felt that this person was calm and sophisticated, and his reputation was also very good, and he didn't have the domineering attitude of many big people.

This was the main reason why Avery chose to help President Herderland instead of Deben Basten to attack the Grandmaster's Trench.

President Herderland was not afraid of death, and surrounded by masked assassins, he still maintained his poise as a grandmaster-level apothecary. But he was afraid that his death would be worthless, especially when he had already crossed the Grandmaster Barrier and the wider mysteries were about to unfold before his eyes, and he was unwilling to fall victim to the conspiracy of power struggle no matter what.

However, it was too late for him to leave quietly.

If the members of the Apothecary's Guild had not been slaughtered by the attackers, if Deben Basten had not been assassinated, if ...... Oh, of course, if it weren't for the threat of death, President Herderland wouldn't have intended to leave quietly.

Without the Molten Gold Warrior as a protector, a lone apothecary is very vulnerable, especially an academic apothecary. President Helderland knew that even if the Thornflower family were unwilling to offend him and allow him to leave on his own, the desert barbarians roaming the city would pose a deadly threat. President Hellland must have the help of the Iron Master, and a mentor-level guard may not be enough, but the Iron Master who can take out the grandmaster-level alchemy potion obviously has more than one or two mentor-level guards behind him.

Avery did consider leaving, which is why he asked the dragon von Derick to help him contact the Night Falcon team to get geographic information near Coventry. However, after being attacked by demon-masked assassins and witnessing the slaughter of members of the Apothecary's Guild, he was determined to help Baron Edelman hold out until the last moment.

Unless the inner city of Coventry is breached by the barbarian army, the city guards are dead and wounded, and the hope of victory is completely shattered, Avery will definitely not make any plans to leave!

President Herderland's persuasion was not destined to lead to the desired outcome, but Avery had no intention of damaging the rare alliance between the two men. "There was a problem with the Thorn Flower Family, which led to the unfortunate death of Grandmaster Deben, but please rest assured, Your Excellency, I guarantee your personal safety. The young apothecary patted his chest, a slightly proud smile on his face, "Those Assassins are tricky, and Victor is a good protector, but you see, he can't handle so many Assassins alone. ”

President Helderland nodded in agreement, but there was a strange look on his face, apparently not understanding what Avery was doing with his contradictory words. The young apothecary blinked, and continued, "So I'm going to introduce you to a better protector, and perhaps you've heard of her reputation, so don't be too surprised. ”

President Halderland's eyes narrowed, "You're a great orator for piking the curiosity of others, Iron Master, is this a warrior of molten gold that we are all familiar with?"

"So to speak. Avery smiled mysteriously and proudly again, "But she was injured a little bit some time ago, and it is not convenient for us to show up for protection in the past two days, so we had better find a safer place than this tower now." ”

"Is it the Coventry City Lord's Mansion?"

"No, the City Lord's Mansion is as unsafe as it is here, Lady Veronica is injured and poisoned, Mentor Sinhari is mysteriously missing, and it must be very well infiltrated. Avery snorted to the west, "Those Assassins are tricky, but I'd love to know if they have the guts to go to the outer walls and assassinate the desert barbarian armies and city guards in a fierce battle?" )