Night Raven Master

Chapter 67 Fierce battle, between life and death
[Level 3 89%], [Level 3 12%]

Glancing at the experience slot in the career bar, Art quickened his pace again—if his guess was correct, it should be so.

Recalling those assassins who were killed, and the blue rose pattern in his eyes, he frowned slightly.

However, although he thought of a lot, Heros, who had been following him all the time, didn't think of it.

Yate's mysterious actions intensified his already existing suspicions.

Finally, after killing another assassin disguised as a servant, Heros couldn't help asking:

"Why are you going this way? This is not the way to the outside of the castle."

Yate's footsteps paused. Although he knew that it would not be so easy to abduct this thug, he didn't expect the other party to realize this so quickly. He sighed and said in a low voice:
"You should be able to be sure, the person who took action against Viscount Red Rose's castle."

"I know that." The reason why Heros followed Art was also because he confirmed that the person who did it was Viscount Blue Rose's subordinates. "These people are the experiments of Lady Rose."

These people are very strong, each of them is almost comparable to a rogue of average strength, and they have killed seven people along the way.

However, Heros can also be sure that the ones encountered now are definitely only a small part of the infiltrators.

Estimate the number, there are at least fifty, and hundreds are not impossible.

Fifty professionals with average strength, there are only so many of them in the mercenary guild led by Red Rose.

Moreover, the most important thing is that none of these people is over 30 years old, so it can be said that they are all outstanding talents.

But it was also this that made him feel puzzled, and then he saw the common characteristics of all these people——

Bad fighting skills and that rusty fighting style.

Combined with the faint blue marks seen on those corpses and the slightly mutated parts, how could he not have imagined that these people were all experimental products?

Although confirming these things gave him a little more trust in this Sir Claude, of course he would not fully trust him.

The abnormality of the opponent's route made him react immediately.

And Heros's suspicion caused Yate a bit of a headache. For the time being, he didn't think of any reason to persuade the other party to cooperate with him.

Stop Viscount Blue Rose?
Impossible, the Viscount Blue Rose dared to attack the Viscount Red Rose, and even invaded the castle, so there must be something to rely on.

Powerful spell props?With foreign aid?Strength improved?
An apocalypse-level spell item, a helper who is almost as powerful as the red rose viscount, or the blue rose viscount himself has broken through to the apocalypse.

No matter what, fighting Viscount Blue Rose is definitely not the best choice.

Even breaking through the defense of the castle by force is much safer than fighting Viscount Blue Rose.

The other party dared to hold a banquet—at the same time, there were four high-level powers, three of whom were close to the apocalypse level, and the last one was the most likely.

If a high-level professional is against four to five medium-level professionals, then an Apocalypse-level wizard can easily kill ten high-level professionals.

Even these high-ranking professionals are just a step away from the apocalypse.

It is indeed very difficult for a high-level stalker to confront six or seven guards of medium strength, but if you only want to escape, you can do it with caution.

Yate looked normal, and when he was about to give reasons such as benefits, the other party immediately interrupted him:

"Forget it, I refuse to cooperate with you, no matter what the reason."

There was determination in Heros's voice. He no longer planned to participate in this matter. He took a deep look at Art and chose to leave without saying anything more.

"." Watching the blurred shadow receding against the wall, Art was silent for a moment, and then showed a wry smile.

This time it's a bit bad.

With his strength, facing more than six agile professionals, even with the help of ten crow servants, it is impossible to break through the blockade head-on.

He also did not choose to follow Heros to break through. If he did so, he would be more likely to be used as a bait for the breakout by the opponent. It would be easier for the opponent to break through, and his own danger would become even greater.

"The art of language." Art shook his head, "It doesn't work all the time."

He raised his head, looked at the corner of the corridor ahead, tugged at the sleeves on both sides, comforted the crow servant in the sleeves, and moved forward more cautiously.

In the face of crisis, fleeing is not necessarily the safest choice.

Of course he could choose to find a room to hide in, and not come out until the incident was over—but, for some reason, he felt that if he hid, he would be in greater danger after the incident was over.

This inexplicable feeling made him frown, but in the end he still chose to believe—if his speculation is correct, this feeling is also right.

At this moment, two figures dressed as servants, a man and a woman, suddenly appeared around the corner.

When they saw Yate, they did not pretend to approach and attack like the servants they encountered before, but drew out their daggers without hesitation and rushed towards Yate.

". Has the body been found?"

Already aware of this, Art raised his palms towards the two of them.

And when the two of them saw Yate raised his palm, they didn't intend to stop sprinting at all. With the tacit understanding between the two of them, they were able to kill the troublemaker directly!
The two attackers suddenly separated from the left and the right, and charged towards Yate in a flanking formation.

Art moved his palm without hesitation, and a palm-sized black foggy ball shot at the "maid" on the left.

Dark energy erodes!

call--

The "maid" hurriedly turned to one side, avoiding the attack by interrupting her impact action, and she was not worried when she performed such an action, the other companions would definitely take the opportunity to kill the opponent.

When he saw Yate cast spells on his companion, the "manservant" next to him was already close to Yate, and he could stab the dagger into the opponent's body as long as he took another step forward.

The opponent's choice is definitely to dodge and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

And Art's next choice was just as he expected. When he saw the attacker approaching, he took a step back.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of the "manservant"'s mouth, he knew you would do this a long time ago.

However.
While retreating, Yate's eyes flickered slightly, spiritual energy surged, and strange light and shadow surged on Yate's body.

A faint sense of fear bloomed in the male servant's heart. He couldn't help but recall what he had experienced in the master's dungeon this year. The pain surfaced again on the surface of the memory, the corpses that were dragged away because of the failure of the experiment that can be seen every day——

He's afraid he'll be a part of it too.

The emergence of fear caused his movements to pause slightly, and then the maid who avoided the attack of Art's spell widened her eyes, and she saw a reddish bird with black feathers coming out of the chest of the wizard in the tuxedo, Opened its beak—

A black mist ball slightly smaller than a fist flew out and hit his companion in the eye.

"Ah!!!" The assailant dressed as a servant cried out in pain, and his attack stopped immediately.

"Carrie!" the attacker dressed as a maid couldn't help shouting in shock, and then rushed over with a dagger in hand.

However, she was not too close to Art, and before she pounced, Art's attack had been completed——

The blood-stained black iron cane swung upwards obliquely and hit the attacker named Jiali hard on the neck.

Click!

The fragile cervical spine made a crisp sound, and the assailant, who lost his balance due to the severe pain, suddenly felt a sense of fainting, his body could no longer support it, and he fell directly to the ground.

A blow to the jugular vein and artery on the side of the neck can cause transient ischemia to the brain, leading to temporary fainting.

With his strength, it is impossible to achieve such an effect with the palm of his hand, but a powerful attack of a black iron cane can achieve this effect, even breaking the neck bone, he does not believe that the effect cannot be achieved.

When he completed this attack, he immediately lunged forward, and the motion of the forward lunge directly overthrew the fainted attacker to the ground.

And the "maid"'s attack also fell through.

She adjusted her figure, looked at the man lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown, and the nostalgia that had been difficult to express turned into sadness and anger.

"Go to hell!!!"

Being filled with anger in her chest increased her speed a lot. Before Yate could turn around, the opponent was already behind her.

However - he is not alone.

Two crow servants were already standing on his shoulders, a gray light flashed in the eyes of one of them, and a puff of smoke floated on the attacker dressed as a maid.

Debilitating curse.

The other spat out a burst of dark energy erosion at the attacker's face.

The sudden drop in physical fitness caused her dagger to attack slightly upwards, and the speed also slowed down by half.

Yate had long expected that the opponent would pursue him. Although the speed was a bit faster than he expected, his response with bowing his head was correct——

The dagger hit the top hat on top of his head, knocking it off Art's head.

At the same time that Yate was pressing down on his body, he also swung the black iron cane back heavily with his arm, and the black iron hand was thrown heavily on the waist of the "maid", causing her body to hurt.

Thump, thud, she took a few steps back, and at the same time, there was the sound of the black iron walking stick falling to the ground.

The cheeks that were still pretty after the disguise became twisted because of the pain, and at the same time, anger surged again—the other party threw away the weapon, then, this time you are dead!
However, the next moment her eyes widened——

The wizard in the tuxedo had crashed into her arms.

She lowered her head in disbelief, holding a handle in her white hand on her chest.

The sharp blade pierced her chest and pierced her heart.

(End of this chapter)