sorcerer immortal

The place suddenly became silent.

Sitting in front of Sitar, Sol's face regained his calm: "If you do this, even if you succeed, you will only become someone else's puppet, and you won't get what you want at all."

"so what?"

Sitar sneered: "Even if it was only a puppet in name at first, but with my strength, as long as I have enough time, there will always be a chance to get rid of other people's control. It is much better than being watched by you all the time."

"Looks like we can't talk anymore."

Sol's face suddenly became indifferent.

bump! !

The sound of a violent collision came from the front.

Sol stood up abruptly, turned over the wooden table in front of him with one hand, and fell to the opposite side, smashing the two guards into the air.

Opposite him, Sitar had a sneer on his face and walked directly behind.

Beside him, tall guards kept walking forward, wearing leather armor, with sharp eyes thinking of Sol rushing forward.

bump!boom!

The swords and swords collided continuously, and the sound of clanging and collision continued to resound all around.

But just for a while, the few guards in front of him were overturned by Thor and fell directly to the ground.

He was originally a famous knight in this area, and he led the army to fight everywhere before the disaster came. It is not a problem to deal with several warriors alone.

After more than a month of training with Adil, his physical fitness has grown rapidly. Even some senior knight apprentices may not be his opponents. Naturally, it is no problem to deal with mere ordinary fighters.

Holding the sword, he forcibly beat several guards in front of him to the ground, holding the bloody long sword in his right hand, and looking down with sharp eyes.

Seeing his majestic performance below, the guests below who were invited by Sitar were startled, felt his gaze, and lowered their heads one after another.

"Kill him!!" A voice came from the side, accompanied by waves of hurried footsteps.

Around the hall, some warriors in leather armor came quickly from all around, staring at Sol in front of him.

"Master Saul is the legal and real lord. Aren't you afraid that all the clansmen will be hanged if you do this?"

On the side, several guards also jumped out, standing beside Sol at this time, watching the large number of soldiers rushing out in front of them and shouting loudly.

On the side, among the guests, looking at the scene in front of them, several people's eyes flickered, as if they wanted to stand up.

In front, being scolded like this, the knight leading the team sneered and said, "The kingdom has already collapsed, who cares if you, the lord, are legal or not?"

"Kill him for me!"

Looking around, he rushed up decisively with others, only Saul in his eyes.

"Lord Arthur!"

Standing in place, looking around, Sol looked at Adiel who was on the side.

"give it to me."

Feeling Saul's gaze, Adiel showed a smile on his face and walked straight forward.

He silently pulled out the long sword on his waist, and his figure disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

bump!

With a soft sound, a human head fell directly to the ground, with a palpitation and puzzled expression on his face, as if he didn't understand what happened.

Dashes of silver sword light spread towards the surroundings, and a figure kept flying upside down.

Standing on the spot, Adier's face was calm, and the sword in his hand had a faint arc of electricity, and then slashed forward fiercely.

Yinhua! !

Accompanied by the addition of mana, the power of this sword showed an explosive increase, and the power attached to it hit the dozens of warriors around in an instant, directly smashing half of their bodies.

"This···"

Around, everyone looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, almost thinking that they were dreaming.

Hundreds of fully armed guards were almost all defeated in a short period of time, and the opponent was only one person.

Standing on the same spot, looking at the corpses that kept falling around him, Adier's face was calm, and he put back the long sword in his hand, then turned around and looked at Sol.

Staring blankly at the scene in front of him, even though he had long been prepared for Adier's force, after actually witnessing this scene, Sol still couldn't help but feel a shock and deep fear in his heart.

But now, he concealed his true feelings very well, and laughed directly: "Master Adier, please do it! Just leave the rest to me."

He turned around, looked at the guests participating in the banquet around him, and said with a slight look in his eyes: "Everyone present, please stay here for a while."

Below, listening to Sol's words, everyone around looked at each other, and saw wry smiles on each other's faces.

However, after experiencing the scene just now, it was impossible for them to stand up and fight against Sol. At this moment, they all fell silent, standing quietly by the side without making a statement.

Seeing their attitude, Sol's face was calm, but he nodded secretly.

This is what he wants.

Taking advantage of the shock and deterrence caused by Adil's attack just now, coupled with the prestige he had accumulated in the past, these people in the hall did not have the courage to stand up against him for the time being, and maintained a neutral attitude.

With such an attitude, coupled with the current destruction of hundreds of elite fighters, the power that Sitar can use has been greatly reduced. .

Without these loyal fighters, in front of Sol, even if Sitar could barely control the other armed forces in the castle, it would be impossible for him to fully control it in such a short period of time, let alone make him attack Sol, the lord.

As the lord who has mastered the castle for more than 20 years, Sol is confident in regaining control of the castle.

Chapter 149 Territory

In the spacious hall, as Sol led the people out quickly, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The strong smell of blood continued to radiate from the surroundings, accompanied by some low-pitched wailing sounds, making one's heart palpitate.

The surrounding halls were densely covered with corpses, nearly a hundred corpses piled up, and the smell of blood was so strong that it made people feel a little sick.

However, in the hall, there was nothing unusual on the faces of the people standing around, but their eyes were faintly staring at Adier in the distance, with some palpitations that had not faded away.

Standing in the middle of the hall, smelling the bloody smell around him, and feeling the strange eyes from around him, Adier didn't respond.

"Are you scared?"

Standing where he was, he looked at Ariel and asked with a smile.