The remnant sun was like blood, and the ruins of the fortress reflected in the sun were blood-red.

The shouts of killing, screams, and wails were all in one piece, and the entire cliff ruins became the Shura Hell.

This can no longer be called a battlefield, it should be called a massacre site.

No one could stop the attack of that terrifying killing god, and dozens of murderous robbers were like chickens and dogs in front of him.

Ignasius wielded the greatsword freely, and every attack inevitably took a life, and all the blocks in front of him were in vain.

Extreme speed, fierce strength, and exquisite power skills, the perfect combination of the three makes the baron's attack invincible.

The swift shadow of the sword joined into a sword curtain, like the roar of the waves, but anyone involved in it, whether it was a person or a weapon, was torn to pieces.

Huck was hiding behind a ruined wall, looking at Ignasius in the field as if he were a god-killer, and his heart was mixed.

Originally, everything was going well, but when I was about to go down the mountain, I ran into the attacking baron.

These guys who don't talk about martial arts will shoot crossbows indiscriminately when they meet, so that the invisible witcher is caught off guard and has to swing his sword to remove the crossbow arrows that come at him.

If it weren't for the timely use of teleportation to escape, he would have been taken away directly by a wave of arrows.

Looking at the baron who was killing in all directions, he hated it.

Both groups are from Temeria and have the same enemies, so they can be considered half allies.

But for the sake of that cart of grain, the lord brazenly launched an attack, and he didn't show any mercy at all.

Judging from his current behavior, he is preparing to wipe out all of this team, leaving no one behind.

The baron was completely flat, and a large number of people followed him, but instead of fighting, he kept firing arrows to kill the robbers who wanted to run.

As for those who boast of being masters of art and are bold and dare to step forward and fight hard, they have all been chopped to the ground by the baron at this moment, and their heads are in different places.

The fog on the cliff has not yet lifted, and everyone's attention is focused on the battlefield, and Huck can use his stealth ability to get out of here.

But he was a little unwilling, especially when he saw the unsuspecting baron getting closer and closer.

This treasure hunt was completely improvised, and I didn't have time to clear the storage space.

Therefore, seeing the house full of belongings, he could only look at the money and sigh, except for the drawings of the poisonous snake steel sword, he only collected a few gold coins.

Obtaining the Viper School's equipment blueprint is very different from his memory, and it is still unclear whether he remembered it by mistake or if his reality has changed.

Fortunately, vipers and cats follow the light route, and their exclusive school weapons are relatively light.

The weapons of both schools can complement each other's current level 4 muscle reflexes, and there is not much difference.

The Viper Steel Sword Blueprint is a blueprint for the construction of the Viper School's steel sword, and it was left here because a demon hunter named the Viper Sect of Gollum was once imprisoned here.

The innocent witcher who was wrongfully murdered and kidnapped was tried and then died in the crypt of the Verilles family.

These are from an interrogation report found with Blueprints, and the Baron who is now attacking the ruins of the fortress is the organizer of this interrogation.

Huck had already had the intent to kill the man in front of him who was wantonly killing, and when he saw that the other party was not aware of his existence at all, he decided to take a risk.

The current total mana is 110, which can meet the requirements of non-stop casting of two skills, and even if the sneak attack fails, you can use teleportation and fog to get out calmly.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and clenched the steel sword in his right hand.

What would happen to the immortal body if its head was cut off?

The leader of the bandits, who had been at his last point, was finally driven near the tower, and looked at the few remaining subordinates around him, and he looked desperate.

Seeing that the companions who laid down their arms and raised their hands in surrender were still mercilessly slashed, all the remaining robbers were united in hatred.

Since there is no way to live, then fight hard!

Phyllis glanced left and right at his companion beside him, then gritted his teeth, raised his weapon, and rushed out shouting.

When the others saw it, they also followed, and swarmed up, heading straight for the baron.

As if given an order, all the crossbowmen stopped firing.

Then it's all Ignatius show time.

After a burst of ping-pong weapon clashing, the battle was over completely.

The limbs flew sideways, the blood flowed like a river, and in just a few breaths, the remaining five or six people fell to the ground one after another.

Only the bandit leader remained, his sword gone, covered in blood, with the baron's great sword against his chest.

"Phyllis, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

The baron's face was covered with blood, like a bloody man, and he was smiling proudly, and the blood was flowing down his face, looking particularly oozing.

"Hehe, you're really hypocritical~ It's all this time, and you're still pretentious, don't you feel bored?"

Frustrated, Phyllis sneered, suddenly opened his mouth, and spat at the baron in front of him.

Ignasius easily dodged the saliva sideways, but he was also a little annoyed by it, and he gently sent his great sword forward, instantly piercing the body of the bandit leader.

The impaled man was not dead for a while, but he actually grabbed the big sword with all his might, and laughed.

Seeing his crazy appearance, everyone was shocked.

The baron also seemed a little stunned, and actually allowed him to grasp the two-handed greatsword, and forgot to withdraw it for a while.

Golden opportunity!

Seeing Ignatius distracted, and the weapon still not being recovered, Huck immediately saw the fighter.

Teleport!

His figure jerked behind the baron, and the sword turned into a cold light and slashed at the other's neck.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the attackers, the robbers were all taken aback, and they had no time to react.

"Just in time" was different from what Huck expected, the baron seemed to be prepared, "I've been waiting for you for a long time~"

He shrunk his neck swiftly and narrowly dodged the sharp steel sword.

Under Huck's incredulous gaze, he turned his wrist sharply and picked up Phyllis, who was holding the greatsword.

The greatsword and the bandit leader slammed into the witcher like a mace, fast, powerful, and close.

The slash missed, and Huck, who had just recovered the sword, had no time to dodge, so he could only use teleportation again to dodge the attack.

His figure appeared a few meters away, and he had barely stood firm when he was greeted with a baron's mad bull-like, lightning-fast impact.

The witcher barely dodged the impact sideways, but was slapped on the face of the great sword.

The golden light flashed, and countless golden fragments dissipated into the air, and Quinn's shield was instantly shattered.

Huck, whose magic power was exhausted, couldn't dodge the big sword after the shield was broken, and was directly smashed to the ground by the sword face, and before he could get up, the tip of the sword was pressed against his chest.

"Don't move, and don't try to escape with teleportation skills, trust me, the only one who can successfully teleport will be your corpse."

Hearing the baron's triumphant words and the victory in his hands, Huck smiled bitterly in his heart.

This sentence is so familiar, it's just that the protagonist has changed someone~

Boom~

The body of the bandit leader who had been thrown out crashed into the ruined parapet of the castle, and was immediately shattered to pieces and splattered with blood.