After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

"Iverson? Are you all right?" Linton stood behind Iverson and patted him on the shoulder.

"...Ah, I'm fine, Linton, don't you...Linton?" Iverson seemed to be stunned for a moment before realizing what happened, and turned around suddenly, his eyes widened.

His turning around gave up all the environment inside the secret door.

It also made those present fall into silence.

Linton, the only one who was not in the situation, was at a loss.

Wait, I finally showed up, shouldn't you be very happy to greet me?Why this expression?

Linton suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

And this premonition turned into reality in front of him a few minutes later.

"You, you, Linton? Why are there two Lintons?" Iverson seemed to have seen a ghost.

Linton was silent.

Good question, I also want to know, why do you think there are two Lintons when there are two Anlanes?

Linton looked at the three people standing upright inside the secret door, and felt that he had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to speak first.

The air fell into silence, and it seemed that no one could break the silence first.

Then a vein popped up in the baron's forehead.

He had endured it for a long time, whether it was the two roommates who were barely companions in his memory many years ago, or the bright side of himself in front of him, or Linton who sneaked out.

All this made him agitated because of his gradually becoming conceited because of being a superior in the past few years.

The darkness exploded once again, in a gesture that almost swept everything.

Anlan reacted quickly, and with a wave of his finger, everything was rendered with overwhelming golden and white light.

Qian Dian was the second to react. He abandoned the strange expressions and movements just now because of the messy gossip, and instantly fell into a state of calmness and self-control that a starting male protagonist should have.

The floor mopping long knife danced a knife in the air, and directly attacked the baron.

At this moment, he looked very calm, completely different from before.

In fact, besides cooperating with Iverson, the more important purpose of making such a funny performance just now is to distinguish between the two guys who look like Ann Lane standing in front of them, which one is friendly and which is enemy.

In Qian Dian's thinking, when he is being funny and delaying time, the friendly people must show a helpless but funny mood, while the enemy will show killing intent, which can be captured keenly arrived.

Unexpectedly, when he continued to tell the messy plot of Iverson's blood, the two guys in front of him unanimously released an astonishing murderous aura.

——I seem to forget that such words can easily anger the real deity.

Qian Dian was so sluggish at that time.

Fortunately, Linton actually appeared later, and Qian Dian also managed to take advantage of this opportunity to capture the difference between the two when their emotions fluctuated. For its own side, it really launched an attack.

There was no oolong against one's own people.

At the same time, Qian Dian quickly decided to keep the mess of thoughts he just had in his mouth forever.If you are asked, throw the blame to Iverson!

Iverson:? ? ?

Fortunately, there is no time for questioning at this time, and the battle is very intense.With Iverson also carrying his table knife to join the fray, the room, which was extremely narrow because most of the space was allocated to the cage, entered the 3v1 stage.

But everyone can see the situation.

Because, even in the current 3v1 state, the baron is only a little bit restrained because the three opponents have sufficient physical strength at this time, and there is no way to maintain a state of ease.

If there were no particularly big changes, the baron could easily finish off the three of them when their physical strength dropped to a certain level.

This is the advantage brought about by ten years of experience and training time.

In fact, if the baron hadn't held back Qian Dian and Iverson because of some feelings deep in his past memory, the three of them would have failed faster.

Linton was the first to see this clearly.

He glanced at the forbidden magic ring that Iverson had asked him to cut off before he joined the battle, and without hesitation began to dig out something from his storage ring—this was Linton who had just come down from the stairs, and was probing along the way. I found it when I was there. If I guess correctly, it should be in the Baron's bedroom.

Thinking back to the room with the curtain that made him feel familiar, Linton's face instinctively became a little more hazy.

When various colors of magic and grudges criss-crossed, Linton exited the secret door neatly, but placed a simple defensive magic circle beside him, and began to quickly adjust his breath and process materials.

He began to prepare to try to make a special magic scroll that he has not yet been able to complete.

be quick!be quick!be quick!

Linton's fingers fluttered on the improvised simple bracket, and countless materials were quickly polished into various required shapes by him.

On the way, there were two subordinates of the baron who came on patrol, but Linton directly took out a life-saving potion and poured it out.While drugging others, the other hand was still moving quickly, without even a second of delay.

The magic liquid for drawing the magic circle was quickly prepared. Linton slowly opened a piece of parchment that had been meticulously planed by various techniques. Outlined the magic circle.

outline.

portray.

pen.

The magic array on the scroll needs to be as clear as possible in one stroke. If there is a breakpoint, the distribution and layout of the magic liquid will be affected, which will easily cause the scroll to fail to draw.

However, Linton was very focused this time, and even the pain in the meridians that he felt because the magic power in his body was about to be drained halfway did not distract him.

So it was easy for him to succeed.

Quickly sneaking into the secret door, and looking at the cages that had been destroyed by the battle and the rooms of all kinds of broken cloth waste, Linton shouted with a drawn out voice, "Get out of here!"

The three people from A35 quickly looked at each other, and immediately found a direction to gather together.

The baron, who subconsciously wanted to follow and escape, did not expect that the other three did not really escape, and when he looked up, he saw a torn scroll appearing in front of him.

"—Run!" Linton's voice sounded again, accompanied by violent explosions and the baron's sharp roar.