There are many ruthless bosses living in my territory

the other side.

The dog orc Krost is venting all his strength through the chains.

He froze when he saw a figure rushing into the tornado formed by his power.

who? !

How could there be a human in the border kingdom who could create a field of destruction through him?!

Is the blood light on that guy a protective shield made of blood? !

Crosst had to retract the chain and focus his attention on the female human in front of him.

Chains and flames condensed from green energy wrapped around his arms.

The next moment, he rushed forward and rushed to the enemy in hand-to-hand combat.

The hands that represent the power of destruction will pierce through all enemies!

"boom!"

The fist pierced the woman's chest directly, but strangely, the human woman was actually laughing.

"Are you confused?"

Muzan lifted Crosst's chin with his finger, his smile teasing.

"Because I am immortal."

Stab it!

Crosst suddenly felt that he had become much shorter. He had originally lowered his head to look at the enemy, but now when he looked straight ahead he could only see the heaving chest.

what happened? !

Wait! Body!

Muzan smiled and raised his arms. Crosst's eyes also began to rise. He looked over Muzan's shoulder and saw a standing headless corpse.

Could it be? ! ! !

"Your orcs' blood is barely edible."

The next moment, the white jade hand crushed the dog's head in its hand, and the surrounding blood flew into the air as if alive, gathering into a blood bead the size of a ping-pong ball.

Wuzan lifted her hair from her ears with one hand and opened her red lips.

A drop of blood entered his throat and his white neck moved slightly.

With the sound of swallowing, the abdominal injuries and damaged clothes were healed in an instant.

She glanced at the progress bar which had increased by 0.1% again, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

I'm in a good mood, let's kill more enemies.

The blood instantly gathered at the fingertips, and countless blood lines spread out in all directions, piercing through all the enemies using green energy within a radius of 500 meters.

These enemies immediately turned into mummies and fell to the ground.

……

"Liszt, why is the beauty you brought so amazing?!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and organize all the living people to gather at the motorcade in the front yard. Bring as many people as you can. I'll go and bring my father, mother and the others over!"

Melv nodded and shouted to the surviving servants and knights to move to the vestibule.

She suddenly felt fortunate that the supplies and horses prepared for her brother actually played such a big role, and she was also fortunate that the enemy did not destroy the supplies.

"Brother! Father and the others are counting your help!"

"what!"

Liszt replied casually and instantly disappeared from Melv's sight.

With just one step, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and appeared in the large garden of the manor.

The bodies of many enemies and knights fell among the flowers, and the once beautiful garden was now in ruins.

In the center of the field, a white-haired middle-aged man and a blonde woman in noble formal attire were fighting six enemies with swords in hand.

Both of them had several wounds on their bodies, and the guards and knights around them had fallen to the ground without a sound.

"Cecilia, I'm starting to worry about our idiot son."

The middle-aged man's face showed an undisguised look of fatigue.

"Don't worry, Norman. Liszt is very good and can always turn danger into safety."

A beautiful woman with blonde hair leaned back against her broad arms, comforting the person behind her.

"Yes, I have no regrets in my life because I have a soul mate like you and two such excellent children."

"Just kill a few more enemies at the end!"

The middle-aged man had just raised his sword and was about to laugh three times when a bright sword light flashed and the enemies around him fell down.

Liszt, who had just killed the enemy, swung his sword and looked back at his parents.

"Old man, I'm here to provide support. My sister is gathering the remaining people to prepare for a breakout. Come over quickly."

Norman and Cecilia were stunned for a second. Suddenly, Norman grabbed Cecilia's hand and said affectionately.

"My love, you follow Liszt first, I will follow right away."

Cecilia's eyes were slightly moist and she kept shaking her head. Just when she wanted to speak, a fist hit Norman in the face.

"Ahhh!!! Honey! Are you okay?"

A guy who had knocked his old father to the ground with one punch pointed his thumb at himself and shouted.

"Retired old guys just need to obey orders obediently!"

"Don't think about sacrificing yourself to cover the retreat. I don't have that kind of thing here!"

"I'll only say it once!"

"Your wise and brave son could have beaten a hundred of you long ago!"

???

Norman, who was covering his face with a confused expression, suddenly came to his senses.

Depend on!

"You little bastard! You want to rebel, don't you?"

"So what if you rebel? Have you ever succeeded in stopping it?"

"I'm telling you! I got tired of hearing you say that two years ago!"

"What?! I'm telling you too! No matter how long it takes, I'm still your father!"

"Speak nicely to me! I'm not a son like you who beats up his father!"

Seeing the two quarreling again, Cecilia subconsciously wanted to stop the fight, but the next second, Liszt grabbed her and Norman's arms.

The space changed and the three of them came to the place where supplies were placed in the vestibule.

"Dad? Mom?"

Melv was shocked again. Is this space magic?

Liszt didn't say much, just pressed one hand on the ground, and a Flying Thunder God Formation instantly appeared in the open space.

"Sister, abandon all your supplies and each ride a horse into this circle. I will teleport you out of the city!"

Melv was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.

Just now, she had notified all the living people in the manor through her roar that was infused with blood. Some people were already running towards this side, and those who could still fight were providing support.

However, the commotion just now also attracted many enemies, and more and more enemies were gathering towards the front hall.

But it seems there is no need to worry.

The beautiful woman with evil charm standing on the top of the mansion cleared out most of the enemies.

At this time, Muzan saw an enemy wearing a black cloak jump in front of her.

She frowned suddenly.

"Your aura is really disgusting."

"Yeah……"

The voice under the cloak was like a dry and withered old tree.

"To me, your vigorous vitality is also very annoying."

A short magic wand stretched out, and a gray-white beam of light shot out from the tip of the wand.

attack?

What she feared least was this kind of small-range piercing attack.

Muzan rushed straight towards the enemy without thinking.

!!!

"Get away!"

It was too late when Muzan heard Lister's warning.

The gray-white beam of light turned in the air and shot straight towards her chest.

Suddenly, Muzan felt a huge force pushing her away, and a gray-white beam of light pierced through Lister's right chest.

At the moment of being penetrated, the flesh and blood of the wound instantly turned grayish white, as if it had withered.

If the holy light gathered around the wound had not firmly bound the entangled black and white energy, this withering energy would have spread throughout the body in an instant.

"...Your attainments in Holy Light are much greater than those of the bishop here."

"After he was hit by my instant death beam, the Holy Light abandoned him."

The cloaked man pulled back his hood, revealing grayish-white skin and a weird male zombie face.

The dried flesh and blood are obviously different from those of the living.

"My name is Atman. I was a farmer in my previous life. It is an honor to fight with you, the powerful Holy Light Protector."

At this time, Muzan, who was pushed out, had adjusted his posture and rushed to Lister.

Her blood-red pupils were dilated, the veins on her face bulged, and the features of an evil spirit were clearly visible.

"Why did you push me away just now?!"

Liszt actually heard a tone of reproach in these words.

He gritted his teeth.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Dig out the rotten flesh from my wound, and then..."

Blood spurted out, and rotten flesh flew into the air and then turned into fragments.

Muzan instantly dug out the flesh from Lister's wound, and then personally helped him heal his wounds.

"Say!"

Liszt took a deep breath.

"His power can corrupt life, and your blood energy is no match for his death energy. If you get hit, I'm not sure I can save you."

"After all, the Holy Light can only do harm to you."

"As for the rest..."

Lister drew out the royal sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the zombie man opposite.

"I swore an oath before I took command of the army."

"I will not let any of my comrades die in front of me easily."

Comrade?

Wuzan's eyes were full of incomprehension.

She had always viewed Lister as a trader who got what he wanted, and she thought Lister thought the same way.