Quadruple split

five minutes……

For five minutes and three hundred seconds, more than seventy attackers led by Briar Black Hooves were pinned to the spot by a dwarf who was only a little over 120 centimeters tall, unable to move an inch.

You must know that there is not a single novice among these people. Even if you leave out the epic black hoof, at least 60% of the remaining people are high-level professionals. No matter how bad the others are, they are all mid-level peaks. Good players, but they can't even cross the 'one-person defense line' in front of them even half a step. No matter how they advance or detour, as long as they cross a certain distance, a shield will come out from God knows where and hit them fiercely. If it hits him, he will be left in place at least, or he will be thrown out with a bruised nose and face at worst. There are not many fatal injuries, but he just can't survive!

During this process, it was not that the attackers had never tried to directly attack Mercury Core Fernan himself, but they had little effect... No, there was no effect at all, because no matter how many people surrounded the latter, they could not Inflicting the slightest harm to him, whether it is a sword, magic, throwing alchemy items, or indiscriminate large-scale attacks, there will always be a shield, big or small, round or square, blocking Archduke Fernando. In front of him, those flying up and down in front of the 'defense line' were not disturbed in the slightest.

Not only that, every time those shields fly back, if there are too many people surrounding the mercury core, they will even knock over a few unlucky ones from any angle along the way, and then return to their master's hands. .

Moreover, the attackers discovered a shocking fact not long after the offensive began, that is, the dwarf archduke in front of them did not use any supernatural means to control his shields, whether they were large square shields, small round shields, or discus. 'Regardless of the shield, there is no magic or anything attached to it at all. It is just thrown out, and then changes the angle by hitting something, and after completing several attacks, it flies back to the hand of Mercury Core.

And they usually hit someone's head, chest, knees, shoulders, or lower abdomen. When they really don't hit, they will always hit another shield flying from nowhere. In short, they are entangled like maggots in the tarsal bones. Everyone who tries to pass this section of the road will fly back to Fernando like a tired bird returning to its nest.

Led by Briar Black Hoof, several smart people have already seen the clues, that is, the flight trajectories of those shields are completely controlled through simple calculations of strength, speed, angle, etc., except for intercepting them head-on. If you stay there, or ensure that you are not hit by any shield, there is no way to break it.

But it is impossible to dodge all those fast, hard, fierce and numerous shields, at least the people present can't. It is not too difficult to guard against them, but it is equally unrealistic to capture them. Those The rapidly rotating round shields all fall back at a touch... or fly away at a touch. There is no room for catching them. Even if they are restrained by high-frequency attacks or spells with slowing properties, it is useless, because there will always be another side. , two or three shields roared over, knocking their sniped 'companions' back to their masters.

And the instigator of all this is that damn dwarf!

While blocking various attacks with one or two shields that he always keeps in his hands, he throws out those shields that keep flying back to his hands, or adjusts other flying shields, or throws them towards those The attackers, who were too close or too far away from the defense line, managed this indescribably large battlefield with ease and calmness.

No one knows how strong Fernan is, because from the beginning he has not used any attacks that can reflect his ultimate strength or allow people to judge his level of strength. He just keeps repeating blocks and interceptions. Just these two operations.

This is enough. Just by simply blocking and intercepting, Mercury Fernan has perfectly controlled the situation.

This is the terrifying thing about Fernando Shield. It doesn't require much power to easily dominate a battlefield, and the specific scope of dominance depends on the user's ability.

And with the strength of Mercury Core Fernand, even if Black Hoof and the gang come three times more, the situation will still not change. Maybe, none of them will die, but none of them will be able to survive.

This is the so-called Imperial Iron Gate.

[This can't go on like this. Your Excellency didn't say before that there would be people like this who would come out to cause trouble. We have been delayed here for so long. If we drag it on any longer, let alone the mission, everyone will have to answer...]

Briar Blackhoof, who had long passed the fearless stage of the ignorant, was already timid. He made a prompt decision and knocked himself back three steps with a heavy gouge (Archduke Fernando did not move), and said loudly : "The plan is terminated, we withdraw!!"

As soon as the words fell, the attackers who had been knocked out of the shadows suddenly dispersed as if they had been granted amnesty, and galloped away along the original road at an astonishing speed. In their eyes, the small figure was like a thick, boundless side. The endless city wall, the chasm that no matter how hard you try, you can't cross.

And Fernan, as he said before, did not react at all to the attackers who retreated decisively, but continued to resist those who stayed to 'contain' him at the end, without any thought of who should be left behind. Plan to attack or take advantage of the situation to pursue.

However, just because he doesn't have it, doesn't mean that others don't have it.

Two dark purple cold lights passed by, and the two running figures fell to the ground in an instant, while their heads continued to fly for five or six meters in mid-air before hitting the ground with horrified expressions.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight more sharp cold lights flashed, and the attackers at the front covered their throats at the same time and fell down in despair.

Unknowingly, about thirty figures, all dressed in the same style, appeared around the area ruled by Archduke Fernando, silently causing a bloody storm.

Equipped with a mirror mask, a one-shoulder cloak, a purple gold half-armor, a wrist blade, a short sword, and a long dagger, the highly recognizable first team of the Bauhinia Guards, who is also the team directly under Chief Zi Jing, quietly appeared on the battlefield, extremely inefficient. Harvesting the attackers who had lost their will to fight.

They were all high-level assassins in the thieves profession. They were not particularly superior in terms of strength, but they killed the attackers belonging to the Marshall Slave Catching Group in a short period of time until they were completely defeated.

This is not surprising, because these people had quietly appeared on the battlefield three minutes ago, and then silently observed the attackers' encirclement and suppression of Archduke Fernando, and during this period, they attacked every enemy. An objective and comprehensive analysis of combat habits and strength levels was made.

And these people, who were the strongest except Black Hooves and only had high-level strength, were observed like this for three full minutes without realizing it.

He was observed by a large number of well-trained and powerful high-level assassins for three minutes, and then began to run away when his physical fitness and mentality were on the verge of collapse.

The result was naturally expected - death, death, death, death.

As a result, the first team of the Bauhinia Guards under Commander Purple Mirror, the most well-trained bodyguards and assassination group in the Purple Empire, spent less than five minutes and only suffered two serious injuries and three minor injuries. At the cost, 80% of the attackers were killed.

And their immediate boss also reappeared on the battlefield.

"Well played..."

Purple Mirror, who appeared like a ghost behind Black Hoof, casually chopped down two twenty-five-year-old Bauhinia Guards, laughed twice with his severely distorted hoarse voice, and then gave a slight salute to Mercury Core Fernan: "Dear Fernan Duke Nan, can we leave the next matter to our Redbud Guards to take over?"

He had a broken arm, and there were many burn marks on his clothes and robes. He looked quite embarrassed, but his voice was still calm and calm, as if the injuries on his body did not exist at all.

"Uh... of course... of course."

Fernan trembled as if he was frightened, caught the last flying shield with his backhand, took half a step back, and said with an apologetic smile: "Well, I wonder, Mr. Zi Jing, can you treat me as just passing by?"

Although her whole face was hidden under the mask, so her expression could not be seen, Zi Jing still showed her surprise with the body movement of "slightly stagnating", and then shook her head slightly: "I'm sorry, Lord Duke. , I’m afraid I still have to report to Your Majesty the truth about you stepping forward to stop these assassins.”

"Oh, okay, although one more thing is worse than one less thing..."

Mercury Core sighed, shrugged with a wry smile: "But now, it seems that I can't really stay out of it."

Zi Jing nodded slightly: "If this offends me, please see me..."

"Nothing is offensive or offensive."

Mercury Core, who looked like a flatterer just now, just waved his hand, turned around feebly and walked away, without looking back, and said: "I just don't like trouble. By the way, I don't have to worry about the next attack. I have already given a signal to the Iron Gate Guards before, and they should have already intercepted in front of the Duntis Golden Crow Guards. Unless there is a legendary powerhouse on the other side, there is no way they can rush over."

"Thank you."

Zi Jing nodded to Fernan's retreating back, then quickly made a few gestures to his men not far away, and finally turned his attention back to Briar Black Hoof, who was motionless in front of him.

As for why the latter is motionless, it is naturally not for the weird and nonsense reason of "automatically falling into a standstill when the magical girl transforms or the enemy uses verbal cannons", but because Purple Mirror's remaining right hand is steady. He held a long sword steadily, and the cold blade was pressed tightly against his neck.

"I ask, you answer. Don't delay or lie, otherwise you will die."

The mirror-faced mask that could only reflect Black Hoof's own appearance faced him calmly, and Zi Jing's cold, low but penetrating voice slowly sounded. Because the Redbud Guards had already controlled the situation, there were no other lucks. The attackers who died...or were left behind on purpose also looked this way.

"Well……"

Black Hoof felt the cold edge of the sword on the side of his neck and nodded stiffly: "Okay."

"Name."

Zi Jing asked questions quickly without any emotion.

"Brill Blackhoof."

"Affiliation."

"Well……"

Black Hoof was stunned when he heard the words, and then remained silent for half a second. He was about to open his mouth, but unexpectedly...

bass!

With a flash of cold light, a huge head rolled to the ground, and Zi Jing chopped off his head without hesitation.

The leader of the Marshall family's first slave-catching group, the epic-level professional bloodthirsty war maniac Briar Blackhoof was killed neatly in this way.

"I told you, no delay."

Zi Jing shook off the blood on her sword and walked slowly to an attacker who was pinned to the ground by two Redbud guards: "I ask, you answer, no delay, no lies, otherwise you will die."

Unexpectedly, the latter laughed dryly: "Kill me."

"good."

bass!

Another head flew out and rolled on the ground several times.

Zi Jing walked up to the third attacker again and asked in his voice that still had no fluctuation at all: "I ask, you answer, no delay, no lies, otherwise you will die."

"kill me."

…

"I ask, you answer. Don't delay or lie, otherwise you will die."

"I won't say anything, just give it a try."

…

Zi Jing walked around like this. When he returned to the starting position, the more than seventy attackers who rushed here and the traitorous Bauhinia Guards were all dead, and no one was left alive.

"Control teams 14, 15, and 16. No. 3 and 4, go to the front and take a look at the location of the Iron Gate Guards."

Zi Jing casually confessed to the Bauhinia Guard behind him, then took the brand-new chief uniform and several bottles of medicine from the other party, and disappeared into a mass of shadows: "Others stay alert, I will deal with the injury, and I will be there soon." Go to see His Majesty."

…

at the same time

"Anthony Dabbs?"

Mercury Core Fernan, who was rushing towards the Iron Gate Guards, was stunned for a moment when he was stopped by a young man in white robes, and then asked softly: "What do you want from me?"

Mo Tan smiled and clapped his hands gently: "Sure enough, you have noticed my existence long ago."

Fernan was stunned again and asked subconsciously: "How do you know?"

"It's very simple. If you hadn't concluded that I was the unknown and low-strength spectator, my reaction just now must have been like this." Mo Tan made a funny expression, and then suddenly turned pale and retreated with sweat on his face. Stepping forward, his right hand trembled imperceptibly, and he stuttered: "Da...da...Mr. Dabbs, you...why are you here?"

His lifelike expression and demeanor were exactly the same as what Fernand usually showed.

The latter raised his eyebrows in surprise (Mercury Core had already taken off his helmet), then spread his hands helplessly: "So?"

"So we, who have common friends, can have a good chat now~"

Mo Tan snapped his fingers, looked at the secretive Grand Duke in front of him with a smile, and grinned...

"As the saying goes, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to sleep, but if you have opened your eyes in front of me, then we can put up our pants and talk~"

Chapter 537: End