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He waited hopefully for two weeks in the city of Solo, not waiting for any reinforcements, but for the news of the total destruction of Essex.

"Our information has been leaked! We've got an inner ghost!" Orrenville roared madly, chopping a herald into pieces of minced meat.

Sallian and Julienbo and the others stood by in silence, not even daring to vent their anger, for fear that Orrenville would vent his anger on himself.

"Lord Orrenville...... "One of the Bloodline guard captains knelt down in front of him with a sad face and swollen nose and eyes, "I was ordered by you to interrogate that elven captive, but the guards at the door of the dungeon refused to let me in, and beat me up!"

"You fools have their heads pinched in the door!" Orrenville kicked him impatiently, and then angrily led the group towards the dungeon.

When he reached the door of the dungeon, the two guards kept him out with a straight face.

"What are you doing?" Orrenville tried his best to restrain his emotions, "If you don't want me to kill you, get out of here!"

"No one is allowed to pass without Lord Orrenville's permission!" the guard warned with a stern face, completely ignoring his threat.

"Fuck! blind dog's eyes! I'm Orrenville!" Orrenville yelled, pointing to his nose.

"No one is allowed to pass without Lord Orrenville's permission!" the two guards repeated the warning with blank faces.

"Lord Orrenville, they seem to be controlled by psychic magic!" a Blood mage behind Orrenville finally saw the clue.

Enraged, Orrenville drew his scimitar and slashed the two guards before breaking down the door.

Without warning, several bolts struck their group, and several of their followers were caught off guard and shot to the ground.

Orrenville, Salian and the others shouted, urging the fighting spirit to attack in the direction of the attack, and after a while, only a few "plop" sounds were heard, and several figures fell to the ground in response, and everyone looked at it, it was actually the jailer of this dungeon!

"What a big deal! Actually controlled all the people who guarded the dungeon, this person's magic level is very unusual!" The Blood Clan Wizard looked at the corpses of the jailers, and his heart palpitated.

"Salian, I order you, immediately lead people to kill all the guards of this dungeon, and not one will be left!" Orrenville gave the order for the cleansing with a hideous face.

"Yes!" Salian took the order and led his soldiers to seal off the entire dungeon, while Orrenville quickly ran to the deepest part of the dungeon.

The whip-scarred Elven Vanguard was still imprisoned there, but Orrenville felt that something was not quite right.

"My lord, I'm afraid that this captive has already been transferred, and the one tied here is a fake!" The Blood Clan mage cautiously approached the "elven captive" and casually cast a dispel spell.

With a sound of dislocation of bone joints, the beautiful elf in front of him slowly turned into a ghoul with a rancid smell all over his body.

"It's disguise, we've all been deceived!" the crowd almost exclaimed.

"Lord Orrenville! the dungeon has been cleared, and the warden has led the people to resist stubbornly, and has now been captured alive!" A moment later, Salian and the others rushed over.

"Bring him up!" shouted Orrenville.

"Yes!"

But when the warden saw Orrenville, he trembled with fright, and could not say a word, and at last he foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground and convulsed a few times, and was no longer alive.

"Typical symptoms of being forcibly manipulated by psychic magic......" The Blood Mage on the side shook his head and sighed.

"Where's Master Rickon?" Orrenville looked up at the crowd, "Why haven't I seen anyone else in all these days?"

"It is said that he has been patrolling the periphery of Solo City for half a month...... "Salian thought for a moment and said, "My captain of the guard, Himmler told me. ”

"Really?" said Orrenville sneered, "and when was the last time you saw him?"

"This ......" everyone looked at each other, and in retrospect, it seemed that they hadn't seen Master Ricken for more than ten days.

"Could it be that Rickon is the inner ghost?!" Salian was shocked, his face turned pale, this so-called "Rickon Mage" was strongly recommended by him, and he had an unshirkable responsibility for such a situation.

"Call Himmler to me!" Orrenville gritted his teeth.

"Oh no! Oh no! Chief Himmler has suddenly gone mad and is slashing people everywhere!" a guard arrived in a panic.

"What did he do before he went crazy?" Salian and the others asked, covering their foreheads, in pain.

"Somehow last night, Chief Himmler let go of all the human girls we were holding without permission, and when we found him this morning, he was already delirious......"

"Lord Orrenville, I will immediately lead the whole city to search for Rickon, and I will definitely arrest this traitor!" Salian took the initiative to ask for help, wanting to fight for meritorious service.

"Your Excellency, because of your negligence, you have buried our Brest family, do you think I will forgive you?" Orrenville stared at Salian with a sinister smile, his eyes bursting with hatred and madness.

"Lord Orrenville, please give me a chance!" Salian shuddered and begged for mercy on his knees.

"Chance?" Orrenville sneered: "I will give you a chance, but who will give me a chance? Who will give my patriarch and the Brest family a chance!"

"Go and bury us with the Brest family! this will be the highest honor bestowed upon you by the Demon God!" Orrenville moved and struck at Salian like a gale.

With a scream, the Salian turned into a pile of minced meat in an instant.

After that, Orrenville turned away without looking back.

"Lord Orrenville, where are you going?" the Blood Mage hurriedly asked, following him.

"Of course I'm going to hunt down that traitor, and I'm not going to let him go like that. Orrenville smiled, his eyes bursting with a fierce light, "That Xia mage is indeed very clever and has deceived all of us, but he may not know that I have planted a magic brand on all the defectors, no matter where he hides, I can find him!"

"Whoever betrays me will die a terrible death, and the soul will not be freed!" Orrenville cursed viciously, and then, in the eyes of everyone, his figure gradually disappeared into the sky.

......

Three days later, on the southern frontier of the St. John's Empire.

"Brother Marven, is the Marne Federation we are going to still far away, and how long will we have to go?" Zhang Feng asked timidly with a pair of big eyes.

After several days, they had already left the borders of Morowing, and traveled all the way east along the frontier of the St. John's Empire.

"It won't be far away, Zhang Feng, if you hold on for a while, it should be there soon. Marven smiled comfortingly and put away the map in his hand.

In fact, less than a third of their journey was completed.

The southern frontier of the St. John's Empire is a large wasteland with sparse population, and traveling here can be as much as possible to avoid people's eyes and hide their whereabouts.

After he left, he blinded Orrenville for a long time by using those who were manipulated by psychic magic. However, just a few days ago, when the news of the destruction of the Essex army reached Solo City, he was finally exposed.

With Orrenville's character, it is absolutely impossible for him to let himself go, and he will come after all.

"Zhang Feng, you hide in that cave first, remember, without me, you must not come out, when passing by a small cave, Marven sensed an abnormal fluctuation of fighting spirit in the distance, so he quickly asked Zhang Feng to hide himself.

"Hmm!" Zhang Feng nodded, and went into the hole, but poked his head out, "What about you?"

"There are some things that you can't hide, you can only face them. Marven smiled and instructed, "You protect yourself, and when the time comes, don't distract me." ”

"Understood!" Zhang Feng immediately crawled towards the depths of the cave, he had a feeling that the demon warrior in front of him would definitely win.

Marven took the staff and silently recited a spell, and then, climbing a small dirt slope, quietly waiting for Orrenville's arrival.

"Xia magician, tell me your real name, so that I can get you a tombstone. Orrenville had already appeared behind Marven at some point, exuding a cold and dangerous aura all over his body.

Marven held the staff tightly in his right hand, but secretly touched his storage ring with his left hand, and said lightly: "No need, Lord Orrenville, the tombstone is still left to yourself, you know, the entire Brest family is below you." ”

"Shameless and filthy Xia Clan pigs!, you will pay the price for your arrogance!" At the mention of the Brest family, Orrenville immediately became angry and trembled with anger, it was his gullibility to believe this guy in front of him, which caused the ancient and illustrious family to be completely destroyed.

"Go and bury my family! Only by extracting your soul and sacrificing it to the demon god can I atone for the sins I committed against my family!" Orrenville drew his scimitar and struck at Marven with lightning speed, the sharp and violent blade almost tearing through this space.

Marven didn't dare to slack off, and quickly applied a levitation technique to himself and took off to meet the enemy.