The Slave Bazaar is arguably one of the most complicated and chaotic areas of Kutu City, and no one dares to mess with it. But Cullen seemed to have a considerable position in the local area, and soon led a large group of people to search everywhere.

Several exits were guarded, and Allegri and Syyl could only continue to hide deeper into the slave market.

The narrow alleyways and mixed buildings were quite good hiding places, and Cullen had to leave in a huff.

Looking around at the fact that there seemed to be no trace of the pursuers behind her, Cyrell finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're a high-ranking warrior, why are you afraid of him?" Allegri snorted.

"My demonic energy, do you dare to use it in such a place?" Sayyl sighed, "so I only dare to show the strength of a mid-level warrior." ”

"Your suitor?" Allegri asked tentatively.

"More than that," Cyrel shook her head, "It's a complicated relationship, and I won't be able to explain it for a while." ”

"Alright then, let's go back. Allegri is also uninterested.

"Good. Cyrell nodded.

Then, Allegri looked at him, and Cyrel turned to look at him as well.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Allegri scratched his head and looked around, "How do you go back?"

In front of them was a high wall, low wooden houses to the left and right, and the forks looked exactly the same, and it was hard to tell which direction they had come in.

"You don't remember?" asked Cyrell.

Allegri shook his head, and the two looked at each other again.

As they ponder where they go, greater changes take place right under their eyes.

Behind the high wall ahead, there should be a large slave house, and the occasional faint scream can be heard. But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of weapons clashing.

The two looked at each other in confusion.

With a loud bang, a large hole was made in the solid stone wall, and fragments of sand and gravel burst into the air, and a sturdy figure jumped out and rolled on the ground a few times.

It was a barbarian female samurai.

Dressed in a simple samurai uniform, there are also a few brownish-green oil paints painted on his face, which conceals the detailed appearance of his facial features, but a pair of blue eyes are stubborn and clear, obviously not very old.

She rolled around a few times, stood up, swept around the two stunned people next to her, looked at the high wall vigilantly, and on the tip of the spear in her hand, the blue-white energy condensed into a thin light.

When is the high-ranking warrior already rotting on the streets? Allegri blocked the sand with his hands.

If you look closely, you will find that several wounds on her body have been stained with blood, and there are even scorch marks in some places. Apparently there are stronger warriors in the place.

"Don't run away from the female thief," several heavily armed men also followed, and when they saw Allegri and Cyreil, they couldn't help but be startled, and shouted angrily, "Come on, this female thief has accomplices." ”

Allegri was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing to do with it. Syyl behind him had already pushed him forward and snorted, "So many people are bullying a girl, hurry up!"

Allegri was stunned for a moment, reluctantly pulled out his long sword, and pretended to be angry and shouted,

"Stop, take my Flame Slash!"

The situation was urgent, and Allegri didn't have a chance to call out the name of the overlord's move, so he could only say a brief hello, and the long sword was already carrying the "Flame Sword Qi" that spewed out.

A big man on the opposite side was slightly stunned, snorted lowly, and with a broad knife, it even rippled with violent flame energy.

Allegri suddenly screamed in his heart that something was wrong.

With a painful snort, the long sword in his hand was broken from it, and the front end flew away from it.

With his palms numb, Allegri stepped back, and Syyl and the warrioress stepped forward to fight with several big men.

The slave shop was guarded by two high-ranking samurai, and more and more people were chasing them out. Sailyl and the samurai, who didn't dare to show their full strength, could only barely parry.

The female warrior was obviously very puzzled by what Allegri, a "high-ranking warrior", did not move after being beaten back, and took the time to glance back at him.

Allegri sighed, whispered a silent word, blessed himself with a flame shield, and then stretched out his hands and whispered, "Get out of the way." ”

The two of them dodged back, and Allegri's solidification spell had been released, "Flame Shackles"!

After experiencing the ascension of the "Sacrificial Table", Allegri's fire spell became even more violent, and the tip of the flame tentacle carried a black-red purgatory flame, which actually burst open the moment it touched someone.

This kind of power is no longer within the range of a mid-level spell.

On the ground within a radius of ten meters, countless flame tentacles stretched out, with black-red tips, like highly poisonous fire snakes, trapping several high-level warriors in it.

Allegri beckoned, "Let's go." ”

He turned away and sang loudly, with strange syllables but with an inexplicable sense of rhythm.

Now that his identity has been revealed, he doesn't mind adding another fire to the fire.

High-level fire-based spells, "Flame Maze"!

Several walls of flame enclosed the past in an irregular fashion, changing shape and height, perfect for holding back enemies.

What's more, after Allegri's strengthening, the duration of this spell was greatly enhanced, enough for them to run to a place where they didn't even know where they were.

"What do you call it?" After turning around several times to make sure that they were not watching, they finally fled back to the small courtyard of Mendel's house.

"Pashikki," the samurai glanced at Allegri with some fear, his spell terrifying the barbarian, "this is my name, my real name is long, and you don't understand it. ”

"Alright, Bai Ji, take it easy, we have no ill will towards you. Cyrell soothed the sturdy warrioress.

"I know," the warrior nodded, "I'm not stupid, I'm just afraid of him." She gestured at Allegri.

"For what?" said Cyrell, giving Allegri a funny look, unable to see the viciousness.

"Fire, he can unleash such a powerful fire at his fingertips," the samurai explained gesturely, "only gods and demons can do that." ”

"That's a spell, he's a magician. Cyrell defended Allegri.

"Our country does not have ...... Demon...... Mage," Bai Ji said strangely, "magician," "he's not a demon, and he must be a servant of a demon." ”

"But he at least saved you, didn't he?" said Cyrell.

"Yes," the samurai said, standing up, restraining the fear in her heart and saluting Allegri, "thank you, sir. ”

Allegri waved his hand to show that he didn't mind.

"What are you doing in the slave shop?" asked Cyrell, tending to her wounds.

"We have our people in there, we have been caught, we are going to be sold," Bai Ji said in a low voice, "I have to get them out, they are still young, and they are the future of the tribe." ”

"Oh, do the slave traders dare to go to the land of the highlands to arrest people?" Allegri wondered.

"I didn't dare before," Bai Ji sighed, "now there are more and more, these children came out to train, and they were accidentally caught." ”

"Oh. Allegri nodded, his heart moving again.

(1st Update)

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