Even when the opponent's black tactical boots stepped out of the dark magic hole, it only took about two seconds to go until now.

This time is enough for everyone present to digest Raham's position, identity and other information.

But they absolutely cannot make speculations on the current situation and plans for how they will act in the chaos that follows in such a short period of time.

After all, it is not easy for the four of them to be very dull but can confront the aura of silent listening to thunder, it is already difficult for them to devote a little energy to pay attention to the outside world.

If you accidentally get distracted, you will inevitably reveal flaws under the oppression of the other three people, becoming a breakthrough for the confrontation between the four people, and then besieged by the other three people.

No one wants to encounter this situation.

Therefore, even if the silver-level strong people have strong minds, their thoughts are changing thousands of times, and their thinking is as fast as lightning, in nearly two seconds, they can only react to the most basic information about Raham.

And Alan naturally couldn't get much better.

But the problem is, Raham is an outsider!

The opponent appeared in this battlefield and did not fall into the dilemma of Allen, nor did he fall into this muddy and unable to extricate his aura.

In this case, if he didn't hurry up and discuss the next specific actions with Allen.

That was a waste of a god-given opportunity.

Therefore, even if you know that if you spend some time, you can definitely streamline the still rough plan again and optimize it to better.

But considering that the perfect opportunity cannot be missed and never comes again, both Raham and Allen chose to make a decision immediately.

In this case, no matter how bad the plan is, it is better than not the plan.

What's more, although their plans are ordinary, they are definitely not inferior.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Dalton's cough still did not stop, mixed with the howling night wind, forming a shrill sound.

Cecilia's face turned red and she stared at the people on the field silently with a slight seductive smile, as if she was not caring about anything.

Gallup's face was calm, but there was no sense of urgency and panic, but with an indescribable confidence.

He quietly took the expressions of the other three people into his eyes, and Allen suddenly felt a little nervous, but he didn't know where the tension came from.

His eyes were drooping, and the white gold light flashed in his brown pupils. He felt the bitterness of his right arm as if he was torn. Alan looked calm, as if he had not realized it. His five fingers holding the hilt of the knife were moving in sequence, soothing his somewhat stiff limbs.

The fingertips lightly tapped on the hilt of the knife, silently, but it was rippling in his heart.

However, just as Allen was about to do it.

Click!

A crisp sound suddenly echoed.

However, this time, the sound did not come from the high altitude, nor from the magic circle surrounding the entire central courtyard.

Instead, it came from the magic circle surrounding the study behind Alan.

Allen was delighted. Although he didn't look back, he clearly understood what was going on.

The solid magic circle covering the study suddenly sounded lightly, and a passage that was enough for one person to pass through was opened.

Reinard, who was as dark as before, was so tired that he could die suddenly at any time, had a shocking light flashed from his eyes and stepped out of it.

He has a cold expression and extraordinary spirit.

And at the same time.

boom!
Chapter completed!