Silver's right hand brushed the emblem on her left arm, and pale blue flames wrapped around her fingers, arms, torso, and feet like a ribbon. The next moment, the flames swelled violently, like a blooming hell lotus, lifting Silver into the sky.

"Wait a minute, what's your name?" Rinnon called out to Sylph suddenly.

"Silph Sindarin Stamoko. There was no expression on Silver's face, and her voice was as cold and lifeless as a metal machine.

"Alright, Silver, put this on first, and then let's go out and make a big fuss together. As he spoke, Rainon handed Silver a loose robe.

"Master......" The red light in Silver's eyes flickered suddenly, and she silently took the robe and put it on. This robe is a coat worn by Renon himself, which is too big for Silph the size of Lori, but it's okay, let's use it as a dress.

"Oh! you've stepped on my foot!"

"Wesley, you idiot! Shhhh ”

"You two fools give me peace!" A small group of elite troops armed with heavy plate armor and enchanted weapons quietly entered the castle's backyard and slowly moved forward, led by Grant Hill.

"Mr. Hill, this should be the backyard...... Why is there no one?"

"Maybe he's been scared away by us, right?"

Grant Hill drew his sword and said, "Fool! He was still doing some magic here just now, how could he not be in the blink of an eye? He must be hiding! Unless he is a magus who is proficient in space magic, it is impossible for him to escape from our encirclement without causing any commotion." Look for me carefully, and don't let your guard down. Saying that, Grant's whole body was full of fighting energy, and the bright white fighting energy was radiant, like the bright moon in the night sky.

"He must be hiding somewhere. Suddenly, he saw half of an unfamiliar face reflected in the mirror-smooth sword. He looked up and saw Ruinon standing in the void, quietly looking down at them.

Grant shuddered and thought to himself: Although this man looks young, judging from his performance, his strength is anything but ordinary. Not to be outdone, Grant raised his sword and pointed it at Rainon and asked, "You are the one who attacked Lord Douglas?"

"Yes!"

"Where's Mr. Fidel?

"Who is Mr. Fidel? do you mean him?" said Rinon as he raised his hand, and a pale blue flame jumped out and swayed to the foot of a tree not far away. The dark blue firelight dispelled the dark shadows of the trees, and Grant found a black corpse hanging under the tree and swaying back and forth, and behind the corpse stood a cute dark elf little Lori, of course, if it weren't for those terrible scarlet eyes.

Although the corpse had been burned out by the flames, his clothes were intact, and everyone could vaguely identify him from the clothes.

"This ...... Even he lost. Grant's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. As Wady Douglas's butler and personal bodyguard, as an ascetic-level powerhouse, he is one of the best masters in Gristan City.

"Old Mr. Fidel has been defeated, so isn't it equivalent to suicide for us to go?"

"There is no way we can defeat him. "Those soldiers had the best equipment, but they didn't have a strong heart, and they were ready to retreat before the war began.

"Captain Hill, my lord has commanded you, and the first task is to determine the fate of Mr. Fidel and the whereabouts of the assassins. Now that the mission is complete, we can go back, right?"

Grant put down his sword very unwillingly, looked at Renon and Silf helplessly, and then whispered, "We can withdraw, but will they let us go back alive?"

"It's better to die than to live, let's go!"

"Let's go!" said Grant and rushed out.

"Are you leaving?" Ronon raised his hand and pointed in the air, the rock barrier level three. The earth roared, and a solid stone wall rose from the ground to encircle Grant's team.

"Magician, and instant magic...... The old soldiers were terrified when they saw the scene in front of them, and they all wailed, "We're done! Master Magician, you can let us go! We're just here to eat!" It's just that they are timid and cowardly, and they don't even have the idea of trying it.

"Silver, your hatred can only be extinguished by yourself. Renon turned to Silver.

Silver nodded, the red light in her eyes was bright, and a cloud of black-red smoke came out of her left hand, and a cloud of pale blue flames came out of her right hand. The black-red smoke was like coagulated blood in her hands, changing into various shapes, and finally condensing into a small dagger, the back of the knife with dense sharp teeth, terrifying. The flame in the right hand flickered and beat, although it was a flame, it did not have a trace of warmth, on the contrary, it kept spreading a cold cold air outward. Silver's little hand shook, and the flame on her right hand suddenly solidified into a sharp knife as if it had been frozen, and the translucent blade shone with a faint pale blue light like blue ice, and small flames appeared from the tip of the knife from time to time.

"Rabbit cubs, have you forgotten your usual training?ah! You have to stay in your stomach for a while after eating, will you (beep-) pull it off after eating?" Grant roared angrily, "What are the two of them afraid of?

The bloody scene violently stimulated the fragile nerves of the old soldiers, and they all drew their bright enchanted weapons and rushed forward with a strange scream.

Silver's toes tapped the ground, and her light body broke free from the constraints of gravity and danced gracefully in the air. A red basket of dazzling left and right dances, beating the beat, weaving a deadly waltz.

With a "ding", the enchanted sword and Silver's black-red dagger fought, and a manic energy storm swept around Silver, and the wind cut like a knife, making people's faces hurt.

"I'm an enchanted sword!" you think ......," the soldier said, his eyes widened, and the next moment a vivid expression of surprise, fear, and despair flashed across his face like a marquee. The glow of magic dissipated, and then the "Karakala ......" spider-like cracks climbed up the blade of the sword, and finally shattered......

Sylph looked at the desperate human soldier with an expressionless face, there was no trace of pity in her young heart, I don't know who said that people are inherently good, and at present, Sylph is not good at all. (Reader M: Isn't that nonsense? because Sylph is a dark elf!)

The human soldier watched as the pale blue flames conjured up a knife that penetrated his armor without resistance, sinking into his body, but he was not aware of it at all. But a moment later...... There was no more, for he had become a blackened corpse, lifeless.

There was a heavy sound of falling objects on the ground, and the intact armor fell heavily to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust. The dust was flying everywhere but it didn't fall on the armor, which was obviously also enchanted equipment.

"What kind of magic is this?What kind of weapon is that knife in the girl's hand?Can it penetrate the enchanted armor and take Weasley's life without leaving a trace on the armor?"

Silver stepped over the dried corpse and walked forward, fearless in the face of a well-armed wolf-like Glistan garrison. Under the inky night sky, two lights and shadows, red and blue, shuttled among countless black shadows, they flickered up and down, left and right, dancing weirdly, like a greedy god of death mercilessly harvesting life. In a few moments, dozens of dead bodies were found on the ground, and their armor was undamaged.

The battle in the backyard was over, and George Boozer hurried to the second floor with a team of archers. He shivered as he looked down through the window, "Am I dazzled?

A rocket swooped across the backyard, and the brief moment of light was enough for the seasoned George to figure out the situation.

He trembled and said to one of his men: "Go back and tell Master Wady that old Mr. Fidel has been killed, Grant Hill has been completely destroyed, the enemy's strength is unfathomable, and we alone are by no means the opponents of the two of them, and I ask that more masters be sent to support." And also...... Let's get out of here!"

Indeed, George's judgment was correct, they should go at once, and they should not stay here for long. It's just that his judgment is generally correct, but in the face of Ruinon, all experience and strategy are invalid.

Rainon was aware of their presence long before George ordered the rocket to be flared. He turned his head and looked at the window on the second floor of the castle with scarlet eyes, and said, "Why did you leave in such a hurry when you came?" and he held out his hand to George Boozer's team.

"No! Shoot back immediately, give me the dragon slaying arrow, quick!" said George, who did not wait for his subordinates to bring the dragon slaying arrow, he snatched the quiver containing the dragon slaying arrow and wound the arrow. Red fighting energy filled George's hands, and the dragon-slaying arrows shone with a dazzling light, like the scorching sun at noon.

"Bang Bang Bang!" a series of dull bowstrings sounded, and a dozen sharp arrows flew towards Ruinon.

In the face of the archers' attacks, Rainon did not dodge or dodge, but the corners of his mouth showed a sneer. Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded in the air, and the dragon-slaying arrow was off the string.

"Space shattered!" a cold and unforgiving voice came from Ruinon's throat, and all bows, including the dragon-slaying arrows, stopped moving forward. Then a strange scene happened, the castle began to collapse, and the original place of the bow and arrow became an arm, half a head, three-quarters of the bricks, and a broken bow, etc. All the fragmented objects were smooth and neat, as if they had been cut by an extremely sharp blade, oh! no, there was no sharp blade on the Continent of Middle-earth that could cut through such a facet.

Outside the castle, Weddy Douglas looked at the collapsed castle and asked, "Haven't George and Grant replied?"

"Back to the old man...... No. ”