Not long ago, almost when Shuer and his friends entered the bar, the people who stayed at Delia's house also encountered trouble.

Well, to be precise, their enemies are in trouble.

Several people were sitting around the dining table chatting, and Delia sat obediently beside her, listening curiously to the adults discussing her world, and she would answer a few questions. Although she was still a little uneasy, seeing that the few companions present at Shuer were calm and not worried about any dangers that Shuer would encounter. The little girl gradually calmed down. Maybe there would be nothing wrong there.

Then something happened to them.

"Shh." Sav, who had been silent, suddenly frowned and said timidly, "It seems that there are many automatic vehicles coming here. There should be many people on it. I heard a lot of conversations."

"How far?" The captain and deputy captain were not there. According to the convention, another mage, Militi, took over the command. "How many people are there?"

"There are too many people, it's hard to judge." Suff's ears moved, "The distance is about five hundred meters."

"Tsk." Several adventurers smacked their tongues at the same time. This hearing was so jealous that they could hear clearly from such a distance, which was beyond the normal range.

"It's closer." Saff's face became serious, "The goal is very much like ours."

"Preparation, little girl, don't move, don't be afraid of anything." As he said that, Militi didn't waste time, and directly tore open a few magic scrolls. A circular bone wall rose, surrounding Delia in the center. The next moment, the bone wall flashed, and then disappeared in front of everyone as if it had never appeared. However, if you approach and touch it, you can still notice that the bone wall is there, but it is meaningless to hide the traces by other magic. It's just to paralyze the attacker.

"What tactics, sister of the mage." Two daggers slid out of Marcajren's cuffs, and the half-length short body had disappeared into the room, only a erratic sound came from around.

"Defense-oriented, avoid active conflict."

"What if the enemy attacks on the initiative?" In Delia's heartbroken gaze, Mobak chopped the axe on the floor and adjusted the shield's grip.

"Then try to adopt a defensive attitude, but if the enemy enters the scope of this house, they will kill directly. Since the enemy comes to the door on his own initiative, we should establish our authority."

"Here you come."

In fact, there was no need for Saff to remind him, and everyone heard a sharp friction sound around the house, followed by a large number of footsteps, some of which were like carrying some heavy objects, pounced towards Delia's room from all directions.

These people had no intention of staying or negotiating. As soon as they approached the room, they used a wall-breaking hammer to hit the door and the walls on both sides of the door at the same time. The walls that were not maintained were easily broken into several large holes. At the same time, several round metal cans were thrown in with a faint smoke.

However, the soldiers outside never expected that several metal cans were still flying in the air, and suddenly they seemed to be hit by something, and at the same time they flew backwards faster than when they threw them. Before they landed, thick smoke came out of the metal cans, and a strange wind blew out through several big holes. For a moment, smoke was shrouded outside the room, and soldiers around them were constantly choking and coughing, and they couldn't see anything clearly in front of them.

"Assault." Someone shouted. Due to the smoke that was bound by itself, the soldiers surrounding the room did not dare to shoot easily, for fear that the people inside would be sieve. They could only take the risk, bent over and rushed into the room through the holes and the doors that opened, trying to kill or control the five people in the room.

So, disaster comes, the faster you run, the faster you die.

The few people rushed in and found that they were greeted by a huge battle axe. Before they could see who was attacking him, they were split into two pieces under the battle axe, and their internal organs and blood were sprinkled all over the floor. The strong smell of blood and the dirty smell in the abdomen were mixed together and instantly filled the room.

This scene was a bit too exaggerated for a child of Delia's age. The girl tried her best to cover her mouth and prevent her from screaming from affecting the battle. However, she would soon not have to worry about screaming because a person who vomited violently by blood was not in the mood to consider whether she wanted to scream.

The soldiers following behind witnessed the tragic death of their comrades. They were not ordinary people after all, and had sufficient combat qualities. They did not flee in panic, but raised their guns to pull the trigger at the hateful and strong murderer.

Unfortunately, a group of corpses with cut throats had no strength to pull the trigger. As soon as the guns were raised halfway, the necks were cut by the dagger in the shadow. In front of the Golden-level Warriors, these ordinary soldiers were so slow that they were pitifully slow, and their perception was even more tragic. Under the dagger of Makajren, they had no resistance and had turned into several corpses.

"Bang", a few words of the body, which was divided into two halves, were thrown out of the hole. At the same time, there were several bone walls, which rose close to the outer wall of the house, and kept the house guards inside. Without using heavy firepower, it would be difficult for the bullet to break through the bone wall. Militi's sneering voice spread out, "Dare to enter the house and die."

However, Delia, who was still retching behind her, suddenly let out a short scream. Then, a figure passed by Militi like a ghost, climbed over the bone wall that had just risen halfway, and rushed directly into the crowd surrounding her.

As the shadow passes by them, the shadow chasers find out in despair. Well, Suff seems...it seems...it just forgot to take off his glasses.

Glasses are a good thing. With Suff's eyesight, if you take off your glasses, you will be blurry in front of you, which is equivalent to half a blind person, and naturally you can't see blood all over the ground. Therefore, every time you enter a battle, the female swordsman will take off her glasses. Anyway, she fights all depends on her ears. It doesn't matter whether the vision is a big deal.

But this time the enemy's attack came too suddenly and died too quickly. Well, the death was even faster than her movements. So blood donated permeated Saffre's sight, and the string called rationality in the female swordsman's brain broke again.

"Hahahaha, this is really my paradise." The violent Saff laughed wildly and rushed into the soldier's position. Her speed was amazed by even Moria, a four-legged wild animal. With the dynamic vision of ordinary soldiers in this world, she could not capture her shadow at all, let alone the two-handed sword that came with her.

So, amid the crazy laughter, the heads rolled and blood filled.

The violent Saff, who was eager to donate blood, finally had a chance to get what he wanted. A female swordsman who passed by was always accompanied by flying blood arrows. Wherever she passed, most of her bones were broken and vomited blood and died, which was the best result. Most of the corpses were incomplete and fragmented. The most complete ones were those corpses with a sword.

The soldiers were not targets, so of course they wanted to fight back, but their guns could not keep up with the figure of the female swordsman, so they could only shoot aimlessly, and there was no other effect except for accidentally injuring many teammates.

"Blood, blood, hahahahaha, more." In the bloody rain, accompanied by flying heads and limbs, the female swordsman's indulgent laughter seemed particularly crazy, and even opened her mouth at high speed from time to time, allowing the blood dripping from the air to irrigate into her mouth.

Delia's vision was blocked by the house and she could not see what was happening outside the house, but even so, the poor girl's eyes were straight. She couldn't figure out how the female swordsman who had been quiet and shy and had never dared to say a few words to her suddenly made such a terrifying laugh.

"It's so miserable now." The three shadow-chasing people in the room looked at each other and smiled bitterly. No one expected that Suff would lose control at this time and completely disrupted Militi's original plan.

Call her back? Don't joke. This is not the first time everyone has met Suffer in a violent state. She didn't slash at her teammates with a sword and would like to thank the gods for their protection. No one except Shur prevented her from enjoying the ability to kill. Besides, she wouldn't let her play happily. What if she was unhappy and turned her target to her teammates? Mobak has faced several violent Suffer attacks head-on. The unreasonable power and speed, in the name of Ovregan, the great dwarf is not willing to take it again even if he is brave and fearless.

"Huh, I understand, why not just make a big fuss." Militi thought about it and knew that it was unlikely that this dispute would be resolved peacefully, so she might as well completely defeat the other party. Anyway, there are two ways of negotiations and physical. Since the other party is unwilling to engage in language negotiations, physical negotiation is the only choice.

"How to do it?" Mobak tightly held the battle axe in his hand and was found inexplicably. The dwarf had been angry.

"How to do it? Haha, of course, it is to teach this city a lesson that will never be forgotten." Militi's mouth showed an evil smile. In the history of Pavatiga, the necromancer was once synonymous with darkness and evil. How could he have any kindness? "I think if Shure was in this situation, he would make the same choice, kill them all, so that everyone in this city would not dare to act rashly anymore."

"Dong", while speaking, Militi crushed the black crystal hanging on her chest and slammed the bone staff to the ground. The rich black air overflowed from under her feet and turned into countless thin black lines, quietly spreading around, forming a huge black magic array within a range of hundreds of meters. Every pattern of the magic array emitted a faint black smoke, which looked indescribable evil.

"Dark creatures, obey the power of darkness."
Chapter completed!