Thales saw the unexpected attacker clearly and his heart tightened.

Oops.

Clay, the middle-aged swordsman from the North, stood coldly in front of them, staring angrily at Yoder, the "dark light" sword in his hand trembling endlessly.

He's not the only one.

Tread! Tread! Tread!

Multiple footsteps sounded from one end of the passage, approaching quickly as the firelight approached.

Josh, the Sword of Disaster, all appeared at the entrance of the passage, followed by more than a dozen fierce mercenaries.

"Oh My God!"

Josh put down the crossbow in his hand and stared blankly at the situation on the field.

He looked at the leader lying in a pool of blood and the unconscious Samir, and looked shocked along with his companions.

"This...Ricky..."

"No……"

From shock to anger, from anger to hatred, the Swords of Disaster looked at the only remaining Yodel and Thales.

Thales gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

They also came...too fast!

Just now, Yoder knocked down two people, almost silently...

It takes a long time to pass through this passage.

How come they are so fast...

"Siege formation!"

Clay, who saw the situation clearly, shouted loudly, with an angry look on his face.

The Swords of Disaster all spread out in a semicircle, with fierce eyes but cautiously surrounding the prince and the guards.

Facing countless eyes full of hatred and murderous intent, Thales subconsciously raised Ricky's sword.

Yoder's knees were slightly bent, and the supreme sword was changed to his backhand in his palm.

"Ricky is right."

Clay looked at the leader's body on the ground with hatred, and then at the special long sword in Thales' hand: "He is right."

He finally raised the dim light and pointed it at the masked guard Yoder angrily:

"Sure enough, it's you, the sneaky guy, who has been following us secretly, causing trouble back and forth!"

Thales's heart moved:

"he knows?"

He looked at the leader of the Sword of Disaster on the ground in disbelief: "Ricky knows?"

Clay sighed bitterly, extremely unwilling to do so.

"Of course he knows."

The middle-aged swordsman from the Northland said coldly:

"Just now, when we were confronting the Shadow Shield, you were the one who secretly attacked and started the fight, right? You wanted to see both of us lose and gain from it."

Yodel remained silent.

Clay gritted his teeth and said: "Ricky has been suspicious since then - the battle started too quickly, too suddenly, too unprepared, unlike the drill's style of coercion and inducement."

Thales understood something and his face turned pale.

That means……

"So Ricky deliberately withdrew his troops and brought me here," the prince stared blankly at Ricky's body and the empty hall:

"Just for, for..."

"In order to lure out this rat that is secretly wreaking havoc." Josh coldly threw away the crossbow and pulled out two strange-shaped hand axes from behind:

"A master assassin who lurks in the dark and can even hide his body."

All the Swords of Disaster's eyes were fixed on Yoder.

"The only thing Ricky didn't expect was that this hidden rat had the power to kill him," Clay looked at Ricky's body lying on the ground, filled with hatred: "It didn't even have time to send out the ambush signal."

Thales looked at Yoder with an ugly expression.

But I can only see the dark purple mask.

"You know, the one with the mask."

Clay's sword trembled slightly, and Thales could see the power of termination gathering in his body, erupting with his anger: "I promise you - you will pay the price for this."

The Swords of Disaster all formed a formation, and the hall was filled with murderous intent.

Taylor suddenly felt a headache.

Yodel slowly raised his head.

His faint voice came from under the mask: "I know."

"I knew it from the beginning."

The next moment, the torch in Yoder's hand suddenly went out and fell to the ground!

The whole person protected by the mask disappeared in front of everyone in an instant like morning dew!

Extremely weird.

"He's invisible again!"

The people of Sword of Disaster were obviously very experienced. They were not confused by the sight in front of them. Clay roared angrily:

"Don't use your eyes, use the power of termination to feel the killing intent!"

At that moment, Thales's hair stood up in his hell sense - he felt the dozen Swords of Disaster in front of him raising their swords in unison, ready for battle.

The power of termination overflows from their bodies, and they are all different. Some gather somewhere, some are galloping, some are igniting a rhythm, some are endless - but they are all the same turbulent, violent, and crazy. Even Thales is far away.

Just one look at it makes me feel inexplicably stinging.

Very different from ordinary people.

"Take the little one first!"

"No matter what trick it is, if he wants to attack, he must first show his body and even reveal his murderous intent!" Clay calmly ordered, asking the mercenaries to surround the exit and pay attention to every corner.

"The moment he revealed himself," Clay said coldly, paying attention to his surroundings:

"It's the day of death."

Thales' eyelids twitched and he suddenly felt something bad.

"Eighteen," Thales stepped back slowly, counted the enemies in front of him, moved his lips, and whispered into the empty void:

"There are also several masters who are no less than Ricky."

"can you?"

A unique hoarse voice came quietly in the air, just like six years ago: "They have the numbers, the formation, the preparations, and they know my existence. If they break through head-on..."

After hearing what the other party meant, Thales felt a heavy heart.

"I am not the Wrath of the Kingdom." Yoder's voice said sadly.

In front of me, the people of the Sword of Disaster were alert to their surroundings and were pressing forward step by step.

"So the answer is no."

Thales was frustrated and frowning, but he could only bite the bullet and think of a way: "Okay, then I'll try..."

But Yoder's words continued to come, interrupting him:

"But someone can."

Thales was startled.

ah?

Can anyone?

The next second, the wind howled rapidly!

"Boom!"

A mercenary holding a torch staggered back. The torch fell out of his hand and hit the wall along with an incoming stone.

It was as if a gust of wind blew past, holding the sword of disaster in its hand, and the only three beams of fire left in the field were blown around!

"There!" Clay yelled angrily, his sword flashing like thunder and striking!

Thales only had time to see Yoder's figure flashing in the air and weapons clashing.
To be continued...