Baron Cullen

Clang!

A piercing, crisp sound echoed through the air.

The twin swords, imbued with extraordinary elements, fell fiercely, poised to sever the neck of the fourth-tier wizard.

But the next moment, it was blocked by a huge phantom that appeared out of nowhere!

The phantom was even more distorted and eerie.

The head was so small that even facial features were not visible, and the illusory figure seemed to be pierced by countless wooden stakes, making it extremely terrifying!

Adams was taken aback.

This was the strongest move he could unleash.

But right now, it was easily neutralized by the illusory figure in front of him, which was at least two people tall.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and shouted to the crowd not far away, "Run!!! Get out of here... uh!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the huge phantom behind him moved its right hand and suddenly pierced through his chest!

On that empty palm lay a heart that was still beating.

puff!

The empty right hand clenched suddenly, and blood splattered everywhere.

Adams stared blankly at the scene, his two swords falling limply to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then, he collapsed to the ground.

There was no more life.

The fourth-tier wizard, who had remained standing still the entire time, sneered, "How much time do you think you can hold out? You reckless fool!"

Killing a Tier 3 warrior is too easy.

Not to mention him, even an evil spirit he could summon at will could do it easily.

"Next, it's your turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only wisps of eerie green poisonous mist.

...

Meanwhile, the group that escaped the room, along with the still unconscious Karen and the civilians who were on the verge of a mental breakdown, rushed down the stairs to the sewers.

The stench of decay and the thick smell of blood constantly filled everyone's nostrils, but it could not stop them from walking.

Everyone knew that Adams couldn't delay for long.

In such narrow terrain, if that fourth-tier wizard catches up with them, everyone will die.

Hey.

Just then, a series of footsteps suddenly appeared in front of them.

Before they could react, a figure dressed in a black robe and holding a bone staff walked out from around the corner.

A sinister smirk played on his pale face beneath the hood, making him appear like a large cat toying with the group of terrified mice before him.

"No...impossible!" Upon seeing the fourth-tier wizard, a member of the Order of the Order exclaimed in horror, "How could the captain have been defeated so quickly?"

No one answered him.

After all, even three or four third-tier superhumans might not survive in front of a fourth-tier wizard.

"Why not?" The fourth-tier wizard chuckled. "How long do you think that guy can hold me off?"

But don't worry, you'll be able to meet soon.

After saying that, he raised his bone staff, and the constantly rotating eyeball at the top once again emitted an eerie, ghostly green light, almost enveloping the entire passage.

As he uttered a series of obscure syllables, more than a dozen distorted phantoms exuding intense resentment appeared simultaneously!

"Go! Slaughter those idiots, leave no one alive!"

Upon receiving the order, the distorted phantoms trembled violently, then filed out and rushed towards the group!

hum!

At this moment, a sharp sword aura swept in, instantly annihilating the three illusory figures at the forefront!

Before anyone could react, bursts of flame exploded from beneath the phantoms' feet, instantly turning several of them into plumes of smoke.

The remaining few illusory figures showed no reaction whatsoever, continuing to rush towards the nearest person!

But the next moment, several darker, more profound shadows suddenly emerged from the surrounding shadows, weaving back and forth among the distorted phantoms.

Each shadow seemed to be holding a dagger in its hands, and in the blink of an eye, it annihilated all the remaining phantoms!

"Who goes there?!"

The fourth-tier wizard was horrified by what he saw and immediately roared in anger.

As soon as the words were spoken, three figures rushed into the passage like lightning and blocked the way for everyone.

The leader, a burly man wielding a massive axe, announced, "Warband, Lamont Kenny!"

He exuded a violent aura, and the pressure of a fourth-tier warrior swept towards the fourth-tier wizard.

To Lamont's left, a middle-aged man holding a six-foot staff and wearing loose robes smiled: "The Mage Guild, Veseon Will Howard."

He was surrounded by icy, bone-chilling ice crystals and blazing, raging flames.

The two elemental energies acted like the most loyal soldiers in his every move, ready to launch the fiercest attack without hesitation at the slightest command.

As for the last person, he was a thin man who seemed to blend into the shadows.

He was dressed in simple clothes and leather armor, holding two black daggers in his hands. Although there were no obvious supernatural fluctuations around him, he still gave people an extremely terrifying feeling.

The moment this person appeared, the Order Keepers among the crowd recognized him and excitedly shouted, "It's Vice-Leader Bright! We're saved!"

However, at this moment, after scanning the crowd with his sharp eyes, Bright asked, "Where is Adams?"

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

The joy and excitement on their faces were instantly replaced by a touch of melancholy.

Upon seeing this, Bright's pupils contracted slightly, and he said nothing more.

He turned around and, without waiting for Lamont and the other man to speak, walked straight toward the fourth-tier wizard, coldly saying, "Raz Glagos, I've been chasing you for half a month, but I never expected you to hide in this dark and sunless sewer."

"Bright Nesman?!" At this moment, the fourth-tier wizard named Raz looked at Bright slowly walking towards him and unconsciously took two steps back. "You... what are you doing here?!"

His previous arrogance vanished completely, leaving only a look of fear on his face!

Raz knew very well that if it were any other fourth-tier superhuman, he would at least be able to fight them for a few rounds.

But only Bright had no intention of taking action.

Even though he was also a fourth-tier superhuman, he felt a deep sense of fear every time he faced this guy.

Simply because the other party is the deputy leader of the Order Keeper branch in the City of No Breath, a guy nicknamed the Iron-Blooded Butcher, who is extremely cruel!

"Did you kill Adams?" Bright stood less than five meters away from Raz, holding two daggers.

His face was serious and his eyes were cold, giving the impression that he would take action if the answer did not meet his expectations.

However, Raz did not answer.

At this moment, his face, hidden under his hood, was filled with shock as he frantically thought about how to leave.

Three fourth-tier superhumans suddenly appeared, and one of them was none other than Bright, whom he feared immensely.

These days, let alone killing someone, it's already a miracle that he can leave alive!

"Did you think you could escape the sins you committed by keeping quiet?" Bright stood in front of Raz, his face indifferent. "Every case you committed has a detailed record in the Order Keeper branch."

Furthermore, you openly murdered a Order of the Storm captain today; you're not leaving here alive!