At the same time as the bombing of the Acropolos, the Knights of Truth and the Edgar secret gendarmes, who had gone to the agreed place outside Fisher to meet Bahrain and Nazanin, were still waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, a man in tattered clothes and scarred came galloping on a war horse. From his tattered clothes, the symbol belonging to the Free Civil Guard was faintly discerning.

The war horse rushed straight in front of everyone, and the man on the war horse strengthened his spirit: "We were attacked by traitors on the upwind trail, and we suffered heavy losses, rescue!"

After the man uttered a piece of news intermittently, he passed out.

The Captain of the Knight of Truth, who led the team, and Edgar's secret gendarmerie chief got together for a moment, and finally decided to leave two people in charge of the response, and led the team in the direction indicated by the seriously wounded man.

As soon as the front foot of the brigade left, four cold arrows shot from the hidden place, and the four people who stayed behind were killed on the spot without saying a word.

At the same time, Bahrain, who was hiding among the boulders with Nazanin, could clearly hear the footsteps of his pursuers.

Holding his index finger up to his mouth in a silent motion, he hid behind the boulder, inspiring the Wizard's Will Shield and raising his crossbow in the direction the pursuer had come.

The two pursuers with shields in hand stepped forward and one behind, cautiously marching forward in the turbulent times.

Bahrain held his breath and put his finger on the trigger, ready to shoot at any moment. As the footsteps got closer, a shield first emerged from the other side of the boulder.

Then a figure hidden behind the shield flashed, and before the man could react, three crossbow arrows accelerated by the shield of the wizard's will had pierced through the shield and nailed him into his throat and chest, killing him instantly.

The thugs in the back immediately raised their high-pitched alarms and rushed forward with their swords raised.

However, the moving metal longsword was still affected by the magnetic force, and a sudden resistance caused him to stumble under his feet. Bahrain immediately raised his wand and struck him from top to bottom. At the same time, he struggled to put his foot on his shield.

The thug, who had been hit hard by the wizard, erupted even more into a bloodthirsty rage, throwing away his sword and slamming it into Balin's face.

The blow slammed the wizard's head into a groggy and buzzing sound.

Another punch was followed in the abdomen.

"Poof, cough, cough!" the wizard was beaten to the point that he arched himself on the spot, his snot mixed with saliva and coughing all over his face.

The thug reached out his other shield-holding hand and grabbed Balin's neck, and was about to exert force when Nazanin grabbed a stone and smashed it on his head.

One, two, three, four......

Nazanin screamed and crushed the thug to his knees, holding him by the body with one hand and smashing the stone on the thug's head with the other.

His head, face, and facial features were all smashed to pieces under the impact. Nazanin smashed it like this, venting all kinds of negative emotions in his heart.

Relieved, Bahrain had heard the constant noise all around. Bahrain grabbed the woman's hand, pulled the stone out of her hand, and pulled her away.

"Shut up," Balin snorted, stopping Nazanin, who was sobbing incessantly.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of them, and the two sides bumped into each other. Bahrain shook and just stood still, a dagger had already slashed through his waist. Having entered the safe distance set by Bahrain itself, the dagger did not receive the slightest effect.

With a cry of pain, the thug had already raised the dagger again with a smirk. This time it was aimed at his own heart.

Stimulated by life, Balin condensed a miniature fireball in his hand at an unprecedented speed, taking Nazanin backwards and activating the witchcraft.

Boom, the explosion that clings to itself caused Bahrain and Nazanin to be overturned by the shock wave, and the chest of Bahrain, who was closest to him, had been blown open by his own sorcery. The back slammed into the boulder behind him.

All kinds of minced meat, bones, and blood poured down the face.

"Phew!"

The two shook their bodies and hair covered with various human organs, and the two of them couldn't care about their disgust, and continued to find a direction to escape.

No other sound could be heard in his ears, only the sound of humming.

Passing by a wolf's tooth stone protruding from the cliff face, Nazanin stopped, stretched out his finger to the wolf's tooth stone above his head, and made another flying motion.

Balin nodded in understanding, and Nazanin put his arm around Balin's waist and pointed in the direction to stimulate the flow of liquid air.

The liquid that spurted out at great speed pushed the bodies of the two to fly towards the wolf's tooth stone, but the kinetic energy was still insufficient, and they were about to fall again, Bahrain gritted his teeth and mobilized his mana again, condensing a much smaller fireball that detonated not far below him.

The blast wave of the explosion sped up again for the two men, both of their legs burned by the explosion, but they also managed to land on the wolf's tooth stone. From above, it was at least five or six meters high, and on the bare cliff face, the thugs could not climb to chase them in a short time.

The two did not dare to delay, endured the wounds on their feet, and continued to flee to the higher part of the mountain wall by supporting each other.

Passing over a protruding cliff, the slope of the mountain wall became much gentler, and the grass was dense with thorns.

The two of them were wretched and shuttling among them, Bahrain clutched his bleeding waist with one hand, his face had lost his blood, he was very pale, and his face, shoulders, body, arms, and especially thighs were all cut by thorny spikes.

The two walked for a few more minutes before they came to two strange twisted trees. The gaps in the trees had been filled with weeds and thorny vines, and Bahrain had been opening the way ahead, his chest had been wounded by the previous witchcraft, and the wound on his waist was getting bigger and bigger as it continued to tear little by little. Although Nazanin was also embarrassed, it was much better than Bahrain, and he struggled to lift a large stone and throw it at the thorn barrier, smashing the thorn barrier into a hole, and the two of them endured the pain and squeezed under the spike into the flesh. Behind the thorn barrier was a babbling mountain stream, and Balin, who had lost so much blood, finally couldn't walk anymore and sat down.

The cold sweat on his face, the sweat with salt flowing into the wound, was already numb with pain.

Ordering Nazanin to break a crossbow bolt for him, condensing a trace of witchcraft brilliance in his hand, Balin roughly estimated that he mobilized a small amount of mana to condense a small fireball in his palm, and set the wooden pole of the crossbow on fire and burned it on the wound on his waist. Witchcraft that the wizard does not activate will have no effect on himself, so he can only ignite the crossbow bolt to stop the bleeding.

Throwing his flaming bolts into the stream to extinguish them, Balin struggled, and with Nazanin's help, he continued across the stream.

At the same time, the team that went to pick up the two in Bahrain also fell into a trap. As soon as I entered the upwind trail, the sound of fighting was faintly heard not far away. Captain Captain Knight of Truth was about to give the order to attack, when suddenly a dozen cold arrows were fired from the rear. A sharp whistle sounded, the fighting stopped abruptly, and soon a mob rushed out from the direction from which the fighting sound came.

The Knight of Truth raised his shield and slowly changed formation, but more and more cold arrows were fired from above his head.

The thugs laid siege to them with sheer numerical and terrain superiority, and it is not difficult to imagine the outcome of being outnumbered. Edgar's secret gendarmes were beheaded on the spot after being captured, while the remaining Knights of Truth in the Sea of Stars were all tied hands, covered with black hoods, and escorted away by the mob.