I saw a mess in front of me, just like the flame bombs fired when they were attacked in the restaurant. Obviously, this time the fireball also hit the place where the killers gathered the most, with burnt limbs and broken arms everywhere, and blood was burned into black.

This was indeed a hellish scene, and the guards who broke out from the flames were all creepy.

They just want to escape from this terrible place as soon as possible, and all rewards and positions that are well-fed are not under their consideration.

Seeing the guards fleeing into the sea of ​​fire, Ruibo was planning to scold him severely and use threats to increase the effect of the obviously unsuccessful reward.

Suddenly, a gust of wind pushed him off his horse, which pushed him to the side.

Just as Ribo was frightened and wondered what was going on, he saw the poor horse that was neatly cut into two pieces.

The young knight who had shown up at the hearing held in Serthburg stood aside with a strange-looking long sword in his hand, splitting the horse in half, obviously his masterpiece.

Ruibo was very grateful that the gust of wind just now saved his life. It must have been the secret help from the chairman of the Magic Association.

The little heir of Sethburgh did not know that a harrier eagle was hovering in the sky above his head, and seeing everything was developing as he expected, the harrier eagle was quite satisfied.

He hovered in the high sky and watched everything around him.

The most important thing for him now is to find out the figure before the admirable killer king from the South approached Sel's Ott.

If a mistake occurs in this matter, Seloot will become a real corpse.

Earl Darkru knew quite well how terrible the killer king was. It was because of this that he turned himself into a harrier hawk. This animal has the most keen eyes, and even a mouse could not escape the eyes of the harrier hawk flying in the sky.

However, Earl Darkru will never regard the King of Killers as a mouse. This powerful killer sneaking in the dark is far more difficult to detect than a mouse.

On the ground, Sel's performance continued. The sneak attack and the mishap after the sneak attack were probably the best performance in his life.

Although it was a performance, Sel's must not be careless at all.

This is because he is sure that someone must be secretly monitoring the battle through magic, and another reason is the lesson learned from the last failure.

If I have any contempt for the boy in front of me, I may once again taste the bitter fruit of failure.

The boy in front of me is not any opponent I have faced in the past.

He is not considered a real magician, but in Sel's opinion, this young man is undoubtedly more dangerous than most magicians.

Similarly, this young man is not just a killer. When Sel's faced with a killer, he didn't have to worry that the killer would use something that he would kill unexpectedly.

Sel's confidence that he will not be at a disadvantage whether he faces hidden weapon attacks or close combat with his opponents.

But it is hard to say that a killer who can perform magic.

No one can accurately predict the actions of a magician. The power of a magician is strange, and most of it exceeds the scope of ordinary people's imagination and understanding.

What made Sel'ert the most headache was that he did not know the details of the little heir of Serthborg, nor did he know what kind of magic he was good at.

When Sel'ert saw the little heir of Serthburg disappear out of thin air in front of him, he felt even more headache because this was the result he least wanted to see.

There is nothing in this world that is more terrifying than an invisible assassin.

Like Sel's, the other two people were also shocked in the tower of the Magic Society.

"Invisible, this guy is proficient in invisibility. Is Maske crazy? He won't know another identity of his disciple, allowing a killer to be invisible freely. There is nothing more terrifying than this." Vachy exclaimed, his voice full of panic.

"Maybe this is not Masque's teaching. If you look closely, it is definitely not like any invisible magic you and I are familiar with. I did not see the abnormal refraction of the light, nor did I see the disguise like a chameleon." The chairman of the Magic Association said coldly. Compared with Vach, he saw a deeper threat.

"Did you mean that this is also the power left by Kaimildit?" Vach immediately understood what the chairman meant.

"Yes, the most famous place in that castle, in addition to the unique spatial characteristics of the tower and the stairs leading to the tower, is that the entire castle can disappear without a trace. The invisible secret has become one of the many lost secrets with the mysterious disappearance of Kemildit." Nellerere sighed and said.

"It seems that you and I still have a deviation in our understanding of the little heir of Sethborough. He seems to have found the trick to open the treasure left by Mildit." Vach said with a glance at the chairman.

"This is exactly what I worry about the most. I believe Masque doesn't know about it yet. How many secrets does this young man have? What abilities do we have that are unknown to us?" said the chairman worriedly, and fear once again occupied his heart.

A thought jumped out of the minds of the two magicians at the same time - maybe it was a little late to deal with the boy now, and if he was allowed to continue growing, he would completely exceed their control.

But no one is willing to tell this matter out of the court magician or the chairman of the Magic Association.

"The Wrath of Heaven" is so attractive to them, and this attraction is so deadly to them, such powerful magicians.

The same magical and powerful magic is also extremely deadly for the fallen Paladin.

His expression was unusually solemn. It was no longer a performance. Sel's belief that he might die if he missed it.

There is really no opponent who is more annoying than a killer with stealth ability.

Sel'ert focused all his attention on his eyes and ears, even a grain of sand that was blown by the wind, and even the crackling sound of the flame burning wood, he would not be missed.

Sel'ert stood there motionless like a bronze statue.

The same is true for Ruibo.

He also knew very well what it meant to him if he had a rash move.

Kyle was the only person who knew he had stealth ability, and Kyle also allowed him to truly master the skills of stealth combat.

To deal with completely different opponents, different countermeasures are required, but one thing is exactly the same, that is, facing experts of Sel's level, random moves will only cause you to lose your advantage of invisibility.

Faced with this fallen paladin, Ribo did not think of winning, just as he never threatened Kyle, the killer king, once during practice.

The difference in strength is clearly there, and this is not something magical.

The only thing Ribo had to do was to wait for Kelle's arrival, which was originally a way for them to discuss the number one killer under Lomel.

The plan did not originally reserve a place for the fallen paladin, because almost everyone thought it was the prince who left them a message to reveal the whereabouts of Romer.

Sel's subordinate is the prince. If the prince decides to betray his former allies, Sel's will definitely not let Sel's stop them.

Ruibo became increasingly puzzled.

Maybe this was originally a trap.

Perhaps the prince had no intention of betraying his allies.

Perhaps he had long regarded Serthborg as a potential opponent that must be eliminated.

Just thinking about the trophy that almost blown him to pieces on the day of the horse racing conference, Ribo felt more and more correct in his premonition.

Involuntarily, Ruibo's hair stood upright.

The only reason that supports him in the face of that powerful and terrible opponent is not only Freira, Randy, Fanny and Listen trapped in the tunnel, but also because Eckert sets the best example for him.

In the silence, everyone was confronting like a solidified person, and only their brains and thoughts could be moved.

The Killer King from the Northwest Coast had no idea what was going on, and he was surprised by Sel's stop attack.

However, he believed that there must be some special reason that Sel's dare not act rashly.

He felt the strong murderous aura emitted from Sel's body, and such a strong fighting will definitely not be a fake.

However, he will never take action until his old opponent is exposed.

Earl Darkru, who transformed into a harrier eagle in the air, happily watched the stalemate battlefield below.

It was a really interesting duel.

But he did not dare to relax at all, because they were now on a difficult gambling.

The key to victory or defeat is whether it can deceive the eyes of the little heir of Sesburg and his wise killer teacher.

Even a resourceful conspirator like Count Dakru had to admit that this was an extremely difficult task.

Suddenly, the eyes of Count Darkru's extremely sharp harrier eagle captured a black shadow in the shadow of the wall and was quickly approaching Sel's.

The fierce fighting will that burned by Sel's burning was obviously what attracted the black shadow to come.

A silver coin rolled and fell from the sky. After hitting the ground, a series of clear and pleasant metal collisions immediately sounded.

Hearing the signal that Darkru had made an appointment with him, Sel's expression seemed even more serious.

Suddenly he waved the "Blood God Spear" and drew a perfect arc.

The "Blood God Spear" instantly split the wall behind him.

There was only a very shallow cut, and in front of the irresistible sword technique, the thick wall seemed to be just a piece of cheese.

The walls collapsed, and dust filled the entire street, covering everything in a haze.

Suddenly a red lightning flashed through the mist made of dust, and this lightning seemed to be able to split everything.

A haggard hand flicked twice in the distance, and a magician standing next to him immediately began to cast the magic he had already prepared.

The dark clouds enveloped Franck City in a gloomy area, and heavy rain fell from the sky and washed everything on the earth.

The heavy rain extinguished the flames spreading everywhere, but there was nothing to do with the burning fire, because it was not an ordinary flame. The tincture oil made by magic has lost its effect. However, the heavy rain washed away the dust in the sky, but replaced by the fog made of evaporated rain.

Standing in the heavy rain and fog, Sel'ert seemed to be a demon god, and the "Blood God Spear" in his hand emitted a burst of red light.

The power of "bloodthirsty" made him find the terrible killer hiding in the darkness. Although he was so perfect in hiding, Sel'otter could still sense his existence from his beating pulses and flowing blood.

What bothered the fallen Paladin was that he still did not find the whereabouts of the young Heir of Sethborg.
Chapter completed!