Chapter 234

The selection criteria for guards are always loyalty, not strength. Therefore, in the face of a catastrophe, the guards stood still.

"Kill them all!"

Field's mind moved, and a black magic ring emerged: "Artifact, Sin Magic Ring!"

The speed of the corrupted great swordsman increased immediately, like a pack of wolves, not caring at all whether it was a shining spear or a sharp blade aimed at him.

The great swordsmen roared brutally, scrambled to crash into the shield wall, raised their swords high, without any fancy moves, just chopped down with great force.

The blood was like a curtain, splashing for a long time.

It took only five minutes.

The hall was in chaos, like a slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

Guard Captain Zet had difficulty maintaining the formation, and the rest of the guards were fighting on their own. In the swords and shadows, living people were like pigs and dogs, being easily killed.

Two corrupted great swordsmen slashed with swords, and the powerful and heavy slashes made a fierce buzzing sound in the air.

Zet was naturally confident that he could serve as the captain of the guards. His fighting spirit surged immediately, and he blocked with his shield to the left. His broadsword accurately pierced into the neck of the great swordsman and twisted the sword fiercely. After killing a great swordsman, his shield was also shattered. Zet had to keep parrying and retreat quickly.

"Damn, they are all fighting spirit warriors. We are not opponents at all."

The iron sword of the captain of the guards was densely packed with gaps, and it exuded the unique unpleasant smell of corruption.

"Run away."

A voice that was not conducive to unity came to his ears. Zet followed the voice and glanced, and saw the slave who wanted to slip away in the corner.

"Don't run, lightning whirlwind strike."

Zet rushed over directly, grabbed the slave and stabbed him with a sword.

"Wow!"

The slave screamed and fell to the ground with his hands on his chest.

"We can't let them know where the master has gone." Zet yelled, "Kill all the servants."

As soon as he finished speaking, a green poison arrow accurately penetrated Zet's throat. He covered his neck in disbelief and wanted to speak, but he could only make a "ho ho" sound of ruptured trachea, and looked at Field who shot the hidden arrow with a hideous face.

Darkness gradually enveloped the vision.

"This weapon is usually useless, but it is quite useful for sneak attacks."

Field put away the sleeve arrow, this small artifact, from the Baron of Mountain Monkey.

Seeing the captain die in battle, the guards had no intention of fighting the great swordsman to death, but aimed their butcher knives at the servants around them, chasing the servants and chopping them.

"So cruel, no, there will be no survivors if this goes on."

Field was shocked and immediately shouted: "Come here if you want to live, surrender and save your life. Adrian doesn't treat you as human beings. You only have a few silver coins a month, what are you playing with."

When the servants saw Field say this, they immediately fled in his direction.

The great swordsman immediately fought with the guards who were chasing him.

Soon, all the guards were annihilated.

Field stepped over the pile of corpses and grabbed a maid: "Where did Adrian go?"

"He... He escaped through the secret passage. Where exactly he went, sir, I don't know."

The maid answered in a crying voice, shaking like a quail.

"Then I will help you recall it."

Field put his long sword on her neck and immediately smelled the smell of urine.

"Sir, we really don't know."

Many slaves also huddled together, not daring to look directly.

Seeing that they didn't seem to be pretending, Field felt depressed and wanted to chop people. He secretly said: "We can only let the cavalry search outside the city."

Just then, Field saw a white and clean guy, whose little eyes kept glancing at the stone chair in the center of the hall.

Thinking about it, Field sneered: "So he is hiding here."

Stepping forward quickly, his fighting spirit surged, he chopped the stone chair with a sword. The stone chair was motionless, and there was a faint fluctuation of the magic circle on it, absorbing the damage.

"Awkward, what material is this thing made of."

Field scratched his head, thinking that the stone chair would explode directly. Fortunately, the scene was very cruel, otherwise Field suspected that someone would laugh out loud.

"Bring this guy here."

Pointing at the small-eyed man, the great swordsman around him immediately lifted him up and threw him in front of Field.

"This is the secret passage, right? Open it."

The small-eyed man shrank his neck stubbornly: "I, I don't know."

"Skin him and see how he can be skinned." Field showed a terrifying smile, "This should make him remember something important."

"Ah! Sir, I remember, this is Sir Adrian's secret passage." The small-eyed man said at a fast speed, fearing that Field would be dissatisfied, he immediately pleaded, "I really can't open it. This can only be opened by magicians. It is said that it can resist the fifth-level fighting spirit.Attack."

Damn, a secret passage is so solid, it's amazing.

"Where does it lead to?"

"The stable in the east."

"Fortunately, I still have a trick up my sleeve."

Field immediately ordered through Black Crow to let Asina go to the stable: "Asina, do you remember Adrian's smell?"

"I still remember the smell of that guy. As long as he is the enemy of the adults, I will remember it."

"Very good, catch him."

After arriving at the stable, Asina's nose moved slightly, and she immediately followed the smell and found a cellar with a secret passage hidden in it. However, judging from the traces, Adrian did not come out, but was hiding in the middle of the secret passage.

"Use fire to force him out. "

Ashina pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered the dragon wolf to fire the dragon flame.

Only three minutes later, Field heard the sound of someone running and screaming underground.

"Squeak~"

Accompanied by the sound of stones moving, the stone chairs in the hall slowly moved away, and several guys who were smoked like Africans ran out in a mess, with a faint smell of barbecue.

Brother, you smell so good.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this Adrian? I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are so lame."

Field strode forward, slapped Adrian to the ground with a slap, and dragged him to the center of the hall like a dead dog.

"You can't kill me. The wrath of the Ross family is not something you can bear."

Adrian was shaking, but still held his head high, protesting in an arrogant and angry tone: "You captured a noble, please give me the treatment I deserve, I can give you countless wealth."

"Okay, Mr. Adrian. "

Field thought to himself: No hurry, I haven't had enough fun yet, why would I be in a hurry to kill you.

It was a blessing to kill him with one sword. After Field let the greatswordsman control him, he went to take a look at the battle outside the house.

If Alison rushed in while he was busy fixing Adrian, it would be a lot of fun.

Outside the house, Alison and Rosaria were fighting fiercely, and neither could defeat the other.

"Huhu~ I can't cut her." Rosaria carried the greatsword and panted heavily, "Cunning guy, can you only attack from a distance?"