After destroying the first tower, Marshall went to destroy the second tower in the same way, and when the second tower was destroyed, someone finally found the people killed in the tower.

"Oh no, there's an enemy invading, there's an enemy invading. ”

When the soldier shouted, the people around him immediately became vigilant, and after a while, the news spread, and more and more people rushed to the side of the two destroyed defense towers.

At this time, Marshall was crouching in the corner of the street in the form of an old wooden barrel disguised as her 'fantasy look', watching the soldiers and officers rushing by.

The fantasy look is the turquoise cloth worn by Marshall, which itself has no specific color, and is used to transform into whatever color it is. The garment can change its appearance at will, disguised as a variety of items, including stones, wooden crates, barrels, and the like. Although it is only identified as an intermediate-level treasure and has no combat ability, it is extremely rare, and there is no magic power fluctuation when it is used, so it will not be noticed.

She crouched under the eaves of the street, and soldiers searched past her, but they did not find her. She had been staring at the people who were coming and going, and suddenly saw a general officer hurrying over, and her eyes couldn't help but light up. The curly civet that was lurking on the roof immediately followed, following from a distance.

The small western coastal states of Asantania are not the same as superpowers like Santa Vicia and the Magic Moon. In the Saint and Demon Countries, even the strength of the seventh order is generally above and below the rank of major general, and if the military achievements are outstanding, or if there is extraordinary military talent, or if they have decades of old qualifications, they can be promoted. Therefore, in those two countries, the competition for military merit is still fierce. But here, where talent is scarce, a major general is likely to be just a high-level knight, or a high-level warrior who climbed up through the back door by bragging about his relationship, or even an intermediate mage. It's not that this place hasn't produced talents, but even if it does, I don't want to stay in such a small country that is so far away. People with a little ability don't want to stay in this poor country, who doesn't want to go to the bustling world to see the horizon.

In fact, the border of Asantania is quite large, although it is not as large as a province of the Demon Moon, but among these fragmentary countries on the west coast. The land area is quite large. And garrisoned Shelleyburg, the most fortified city in Asantania. It was Giustitia, one of only two seventh-order masters in the entire country, and the only two in the country who surpassed ordinary generals.

Before choosing to expand here, the Creator Monarchy had gathered information on each country and had a detailed understanding of Shelleyburg. Asantania flourished for a few decades ago. At that time, almost half of the country on the southwest coast was annexed. Later Asantania declined. The annexed countries are waiting for an opportunity to fight back. Although the territory of the southwestern coastal countries has changed greatly, it has returned to the fragmented state of the past, where no one can annex anyone.

Giustitia's ancestors were born with Asantania at that time. One of the heroes who opened up the territory and made contributions. And in his generation, after several hard work, he returned from studying abroad, and finally became a seventh-order magician, so he picked up the glory of the past again, hoping to fight for the country like his ancestors, open up territory, and achieve a career. It's just that as soon as his ideal germinated, he encountered the invasion of the creation kingship disguised as a pirate.

Marshall saw the Admiral walking by, and immediately asked the Chout to follow. She knew that Shelley City had only two admirals and deputies, except for Justitia. For a fortified city, the defense center is the most important place, unless it is the person with the highest authority, it is impossible for ordinary officers to do it casually, once the new defense facilities in the city are destroyed, they will definitely immediately check whether the defense center has been invaded by the enemy. That's why Marshall asked the curly civet to follow, in order to find the center.

The cat's eye vision is very strong, and its steps are light, and it follows far behind, and it is difficult for even a master to find it. And with Marshall's strength, among these soldiers and officers with very average ability, she almost came and went freely, and her agile movements would not be detected even if she walked behind these soldiers. In addition, she also has the disguise of fantasy appearance, and she followed her cat safely and unsafely to the location of the city defense center.

It's a westerly location in the heart of the city, and the building isn't tall and looks ordinary. However, there were more than two dozen soldiers and officers guarding the building. A place like this, and not the main fort of Fort Shelley, is not normal with so many people guarding it.

Marshall expected this to be the location of the defense center, and the general was gathering more than twenty guards to give orders. Without further ado, something had to be done before the admiral could bring in more soldiers and officers to guard it.

"Little baby, get on!" shouted softly, and the curly civet sped towards the soldiers across the street. At this time, there is no need to think too much, to find the location of the defense center by causing a riot, and if you wait any longer, the garrison here will only become stricter and stricter, and you will be discovered sooner or later. Marshall immediately took out a half-meter-long metal rod from his back, twisted his hand, and stretched it into a two-meter-long, arm-thick throwing spear. The spear was covered in lines and carved with various characters, and she swung her arms and threw them at the crowd, then drew two handguards and chased after them.

The flying spear was like a starfall that broke through the sky, scattering light and coming first, directly piercing the body of an officer and nailing it to the ground. Everyone was shocked, and the curly spirit cat fluttered in the air, and two blue and white lights flashed in the pupils of his eyes, and everyone who saw this light froze, including the general. Marshall gave chase, his blade as fast as an afterimage, slashing his throat, and in an instant, five soldiers fell to the ground.

At this moment, someone was hit by a companion who fell to the ground, and then woke up, Marshall threw a blade into the man's throat, and then the magic force in his hand pulled, and the flying spear inserted in the ground 'buzzed' and trembled, and the lines on the rod all lit up, spreading out a circle of turquoise aura. It's the magic power that this throwing spear is infused with—the Breath Aura.

The aura continued to spread in a range of about twenty-five meters in diameter, and with each aperture that was launched, a layer of blue-yellow aura rose within the range. All those who inhaled this breath immediately fell into the predicament of not being able to breathe as if it was blocked by something.

Marshall drew his knife and began to kill again, targeting the senior officer.

The senior officer did not come back to his senses in the pupils, and the sharp handguard knife cut his throat directly, and stabbed him directly through the head with a backhand. Marshall's quick knife flashed, cutting back and forth instantly, the knife was fatal, and the sixth-order strength general died tragically on the spot, without the slightest power to fight back.

At this time, the other officers and soldiers woke up, but when they were frightened, they suddenly realized that they could not breathe. If you can't breathe, your vocal cords can't vibrate, you can't make a sound, and everyone is like taking a dumb medicine, desperately trying to inhale and exhale, but they can't.

Marshall didn't care what state they fell into, the figure was like light, and every time it flickered, a cloud of blood mist rose on the blade, and one person fell. Including the demonic beast guards who came out later, they all fell into a suffocation that could not breathe and could not make a sound.

It didn't take much effort, all the monsters and soldiers and officers were killed on the spot, and at this time, the soldiers of Shelley Fort were mainly still searching the front city, but soon the soldiers patrolling nearby would find out about the tragic situation here. Marshall drew the suffocating spear and immediately dived in.

At the foot of Shelleyburg, Berwick had been waiting for hours, and he had his whole army on standby, ready to attack. At this moment, a very bright light suddenly lit up on the mountain, almost reflecting the night on the mountain into day. Then a loud bang came from afar, Berwick's eyes lit up, and he ordered loudly: "The defense of Shelley Fort has been broken, generals, everyone will attack with me~!"

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(If you are well equipped, you are rich, and you are capricious.) (To be continued......)