"What the hell are you going to do?"

The axe of the god of war cautiously held the axe, and moved the shoulder that had been repeatedly hit by King Kong just now to confirm whether there was anything wrong, obviously he had the upper hand, but King Kong's expression that did not change even if he was injured seemed to be expected made him a little unhappy.

"Sure enough, Your Excellency the God of War Axe knows a lot about us Nolan clan," King Kong said slowly, pointing to the head of the God of War Axe, "My plan is very simple. ”

The Axe of the God of War was startled and looked back at the VIP stands behind him.

In Peter III's largest aristocratic room, a fierce fire was already burning from the previous one, and the sound of fighting spirits clashing with each other and the roars of people mingled together, making it the worst hell on earth in the arena.

If it weren't for the sight of the master military attache still protecting the pale and trembling Peter III behind him in the midst of the firelight, as if he were frantically facing the siege of his opponents, the axe of the god of war would have almost thought that the Emperor Prud had died at the hands of the assassins.

How could this be, it was obviously fine just now, why was the defense line led by the master-level military attache broken through just after such a while?

Just then, at the moment when the Axe of War turned back, a guard who was desperately facing an assassin on the opening stage suddenly turned pale, threw away his weapon with both hands and covered his neck, and then was slashed in the chest by the assassin without resistance.

Before he died, the guard's expression was almost the same as that of the squad leader who died in public that night, a typical state of suffocation.

"You goddamn Nolan bastards!"

The Axe of War was furious, and Gurney, who had been hiding and not showing up, pretended to be on the sidelines and occasionally seized the opportunity to help King Kong deal with him, but in fact quietly helped the Assassins to plot against the guards who were responsible for protecting Peter III one by one.

No, Your Majesty is in danger, the axe of the god of war didn't think much about it, and turned around directly to go back to the private room to take Peter III out and escape from this dangerous place first, but just before he could act, King Kong intercepted in front of him at an astonishing speed.

"Get out of the way, you can't stop me. ”

The Axe of War said irritably.

King Kong, who looked a little embarrassed because of his injuries, chuckled.

"Axe of War, remember when I said I was going to challenge you? ”

There was still no fighting spirit and no magic, but the axe of the god of war opened his eyes wide, and the intuition of the strong man made him feel that a powerful aura that was completely different from just now came from King Kong's body, and even King Kong at this moment had an aura that made him feel similar to his own strength...... Even the speed at which King Kong flew over to intercept him just now was much faster than just now.

Is it hidden? or ......

"Hell...... "The Axe of War was secretly worried, "what is this guy's ability?"

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Just when King Kong and Gurney teamed up to deal with the Axe of War in the arena, tragedy after tragedy was also being staged in the VIP seats.

Although there were also some guards symbolically brought around them, because these high-ranking officials and nobles were usually used to being high-minded, the nobles and lords basically subconsciously regarded the arena as an entertainment venue, and they didn't expect that there would be any accidents in this farce of the emperor's proposal for the prime minister's support and the prince's strict protection, so neither the number nor the quality of the guards was enough in front of this group of all-elite assassins who suddenly appeared.

The wails of the imperial magnates rang in Hoss's ears one after another, and he could even hear the roar of unknown people coming from the private room next door where Peter III was originally located, but although he was anxious, he could not do anything at all.

Compared to the leader of the Assassins, who was armed with two knives, and personally broke into Peter III's private room with four of his men, the Assassins apparently took good care of Prince Hoth, and even sent a total of five elite-ranking Assassins to storm his private room to assassinate him. However, Prince Hoth's vigilance was obviously much better than that of the nobles, and the moment the Assassin rushed in from the stands, Hoth, who had no time to run out, decisively ran to the corner of the private room and shredded the magic scroll of the Guardian that he had been carrying with him.

As an authentic Prude royal family, Hoth is indeed a little scornful of the magic technology and complacent magic of the Loris Kingdom, a long-standing enemy in his heart, but for Prince Hoss, who is not as talented in cultivation as he is in internal affairs, and only has the peak strength of a high fighting spirit, a defensive magic scroll is indeed more effective than a powerful guard at a critical moment.

Two of the five were entangled by the Prince's guards who were originally guarding the door, and if the remaining three were on fire, the original magic barrier of Hoth would not last long, but now, two of the three were attracted by an unexpected person, and only one assassin was left to attack the enchantment outside Hoth's body.

In the enchantment, he watched the assassin outside the enchantment with a short sword in both hands and shot with purple fighting spirit, but he was always blocked by the magic enchantment a second before attacking him, Hoss had to say that this was indeed a very strange feeling, especially through the transparent enchantment Seeing the assassin with a fierce and angry look on his face and bowing left and right at his enchantment, Hoss really wanted to have the opportunity to sit down with the other party and have a cup of tea and have a good chat...... How much hatred?

However, despite the bitter and hateful expression of the Assassin dude, it was the girl in the center of the private room who had two elite Assassins alone in the middle of the room.

Why are you everywhere, girl?

In fact, Cheruth herself wanted to know why she was always involved in such occasions.

Cheruth, who was reluctantly brought here to serve tea and pour water for Hoss, saw that Hoss didn't pay attention to herself at all after entering the house, and was still very happy in her heart, thinking that she would quickly pour the water according to this guy's request, and then told the guard at the door that she would go to the kitchen to replenish the drink and take the opportunity to leave in a low-key manner, but before the plan could be implemented, the assassination began.

The five assassins entered the private room, and in line with the principle of killing mistakes and never leaving them alive, they directly sent a person to kill Cheruth who was shrinking inside the private room and trying to try Akalin, just when everyone didn't think that this little orc maid with a weak sense of existence would die under the assassin's knife, they found that the little girl who was only willing jumped up directly, not only dodged the assassin's attack, but even flew directly in the air, kicking the somewhat careless assassin out directly and imprinting a small shoe print on the opponent's face。

The Assassins were stunned for a moment, and then immediately separated another person to besiege her with the man just now, apparently taking Chelus as a personal guard by Prince Hoth's side. And Cheruth, who really didn't want to spread this troubled water, didn't answer immediately, but ran towards the door of the private room before the other party besieged him, wanting to leave here quickly.

As a result, to her speechlessness, the two guards who had been guarding the door seemed to have the same misunderstanding as the Assassins, and when they opened the door and entered, one nodded to her and the other gave her a thumbs up, and then each pestered an Assassin out of the private room and blocked the way out of the door.

Please, two big brothers, I'm the waiter you just brought over on the road, okay, what's the matter with that expression of "His Royal Highness the Prince, please come to the palace, let's come to the palace"!

In desperation, Cheruth turned back and fought with the two Assassins.

Unfortunate ......

Cinnacle sighed to herself as she neatly flung the miniature whirlwind between her hands and forced off a black-clad assassin.

At this moment, she really wants to say like the protagonists in those animated movies and TV series in her previous life, comrades have worked hard, and the protagonist's aura is really not exactly a good thing.

In other words, since we have shrunk a pseudo-uncle who is running fast into a little Lori, when matching the plot, at least in accordance with the principle of similar similarity, give us an attribute that homicide will happen wherever we go, and then every time we are a detective Ke who is a child but an adult, isn't it very good to reveal the truth, why is it now that there will be an assassination incident wherever it goes, hey, the protagonist doesn't have such a fun baa?

Although she was slandered in her heart, in order to protect herself, Cheruth could only pinch her nose and admit it, but unfortunately the damage caused to her body by the last overload of her ability had not been completely eliminated, otherwise Cheruth really wanted to directly use the strength she had that night to crush it directly.

Both Assassins were elite-level, and it was difficult to capture the nimble Cheruth, but it was not easy for Cheruth to defeat them.

Why don't you try a sonic attack?

The vibrations of the air produce sound, and it just so happens that Cheruth, who has Helan's ability to skillfully manipulate the wind element, has the ability to artificially control the flow of air.

This was originally an idea that arose from the sound magic of the master of ceremonies when she went to the arena to watch a gladiatorial fight with Harrow for the first time, and when she was forced to learn court instruments in the Black Rose Chamber of Commerce, Cheruth finally remembered this stubble again, and with the help of the recorder used by the Black Rose Chamber of Commerce to practice for herself, she easily figured out the air vibration pattern that can produce sound.

Thinking in her heart, Cheruth increased the speed of her feet and began to minimize the contact with the two assassins, while holding one hand on her waist and holding it weakly, and the small space between her palms began to make the air vibrate faster.

In other words, there shouldn't be a concept of ultrasound and infrasound in this world, right? So, she can be regarded as creating a nirvana?