As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

But today, after Charlotte's date with Lyanna, he had recalled enough memories and had become proficient in the use of his supernatural powers again.

Facing this guy who happened to hit the eye, Roy couldn't help but curl his lips.

But before he could draw his sword, the little maid turned around and volunteered, "No need to trouble the master."

Roy was a little worried: "Are you sure it's okay?"

"Sure!" Alice nodded heavily. Then, she glanced at the old man with a hint of disdain, "At this level, Alice alone is enough."

A blue vein popped out on the old man's pale forehead.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

"I know you're the Holy Light Transcendent who killed Kalman, but don't think that mere Holy Light can do anything to me! Back when I was slaughtering the Church's Transcendents in the East Continent, you were still drinking milk!"

As the old man roared, skeletons holding swords and knives rushed forward.

The blonde girl's eyes were cold, like an arrow piercing the clouds, falling on the enemy group.

Sword lights danced wildly.

With the blessing of the power of holy light, the steel sword penetrated the skeleton soldier's body without any hindrance like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The undead warrior roared loudly, and followed the skeleton soldier's move. The two-meter-long machete fell heavily, stirring up a violent airflow in the corridor.

Can Alice really block Sequence 7's full-strength attack?

Roy's brows furrowed slightly, and he had already drawn his sword.

However, the next second, the sword light broke through the air.

Accompanied by the clear sound of the sword, the dazzling white light, and the crescent-shaped slash came towards him!

The sword and the machete clashed, and the surging extraordinary waves dissipated outward, tearing countless cracks in the ceiling and walls.

The girl chuckled slightly, then took a step forward, her momentum surging!

Holy light blooms.

The blade light gushed out and pierced straight through the body of the undead warrior, passing by the old man with terrifying power.

That strike just now had already reached the threshold of Sequence 6.

Is this Alice's ability? A temporary boost to supernatural strength? But this boost is even greater than that of [Evil Dragon Blood Armor], actually crossing the dividing line between low-level and mid-level!

This is too ridiculous!

Charlotte and the others were all darlings of heaven who inherited royal blood, which was why they had such strong bloodlines, but what was the origin of her little maid?!

Roy maintained the posture of drawing his sword, feeling somewhat complicated.

On the other side, the old man was sweating profusely and looked unwell.

Sequence 6? Sequence 6 again?!

A mid-level transcendent like Niema is at least an earl among the nobles, a knight chief in the church, and in our [School of the Undead] he can even become a high priest, second only to the chief minister.

And you, a wicked young man, actually treat her like a maid?! Can you please respect talent?!

Or, did this cunning bastard deliberately disguise such a powerful person as a maid in order to lull his opponent into complacency?!

The old man's expression turned fierce, and he opened his hands, outlining a huge magic circle with terrifying runes.

"Don't think I don't have a secret method to improve my bloodline level!"

As a veteran priest who is only one step away from becoming the high priest, he naturally has a hidden card.

Although you will definitely die after using this trick, as long as you can get the blood of the false king, everything will be worth it!

More skeletons formed a shield wall, blocking Alice's way, so that she could not step forward to interrupt the opponent's spell casting in the first time.

However, what was revealed in the girl's eyes was not fear, but excitement.

The excitement of a hound.

Even if you defeat an ordinary enemy, there is nothing to be proud of, it is just a matter of course.

Only by defeating a truly strong person can you deserve the master's praise!

The stronger the enemy, the more opportunities you have to show yourself!

The old man's aura surged, and something sinister and dark emerged from the pale magic circle.

Horrifying claws climbed out of the magic circle.

The blonde girl raised her sword high.

Just as the two auras of coldness and holiness were about to collide, the old man suddenly rolled his eyes and wailed.

The magic circle that was about to take shape came to an abrupt halt, and the pitch-black claws were directly cut off by the magic circle.

The old man turned his head in pain and spit out his resentment with his last bit of strength.

"No, it's not a martial ethics......!"

"Hey, this old man is quite talkative."

The elf girl exerted force with her hands, and the two mithril daggers completely pierced the old wizard's kidneys.

The poor priest died before he could use his trump card.

Seeing the green figure smiling at him, Roy was surprised and delighted: "Nia? Why are you here?"

"That's right, with such a big commotion in the mansion, I must come back to take a look."

Nia stepped over the old man's body and walked quickly towards him, blinking her eyes and happily taking credit: "That was pretty cool, wasn't it? I've been practicing for a long time."

"With me here, there's no way these bad guys will touch you, okay?"

"Handsome, handsome, handsome, you are worthy of it." Roy pinched the elf girl's fair face, his tone full of pampering.

Snowflakes are flying and the evening breeze is blowing.

Amid the laughter of the young boys and girls, Alice slowly put down her sword, her eyes filled with grievance.

I finally got a chance to show my abilities.

Blame him.

It's all because this old man is too weak! He can't even handle such a small injury!

Filled with resentment, Alice silently stepped forward and slashed at the old wizard a few more times.

After the initial confusion, the guards of the manor quickly regrouped under the command of the count and countess.

Under Nia's guidance, Roy quickly evacuated the mansion.

As luck would have it, they had just left the lord's mansion when there was a loud bang in the sky. A pterosaur with its whole body frozen fell from the sky and smashed to pieces.

The bald wizard, covered in frost and looking extremely embarrassed, staggered to his feet from the broken ice, only to see the black-haired boy right in front of him. His expression of pain froze for a moment, then turned into ecstasy.

"Blood of the False King, no matter how you plot, luck seems to be on my side!"

Chapter 156 Kill him first!

How could Granti not be happy?

He was originally suppressed by Jon Snow with all his strength, and it was difficult to determine the winner for a while. He also sensed that several priests were being held back by other extraordinary people. Granti was already a little anxious, so he hurriedly summoned the undead pterosaur to escape.

This haste allowed Jon Snow to seize the opportunity and shoot him down on the spot.

Who knew that this fall would land right in front of the Blood of the False King!

Thank you for the gift of death!

The bald mage opened his hands, emitting a biting cold aura, and sneered arrogantly: "It is really the God of Death who is helping me! Today, no matter how you plot, you are destined to return to silence!"

Gazing at his aura, the high priest had a combat power of Sequence 5, and with the cultists' unique power of the evil god as a trump card, the opponent in front of him should not be underestimated - if he was not covered in frost and looked like he had been beaten up by Jon Snow.

And I've never calculated anything before. Why do these cultists seem even crazier than the previous ones, speaking without any coherence?

Although he had some doubts about Roy's intelligence, he did not underestimate the other party's strength.

Nia and Alice were both Sequence 7. Even if the latter could briefly exert the strength of Sequence 6 with the help of [Seraph], she wouldn't be able to maintain it for long.

Looks like I still have to do it myself?

Roy gripped his sword tightly and was about to step in front of the two girls, but he heard a familiar cold snort from behind him.

"You're not worthy enough to kill him."

Frost flowers danced as a giant silver wolf came galloping in the snowy wind. Blocking Roy's way was also the icy blue figure with silver hair and snow-capped snow.

On top of the silver wolf, the silver-haired girl was like the empress of the snowfield. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked down at the necromancer in front of her with contempt.

"Wait, protecting Roy is my duty as a princess."

"You can't say that. It's my responsibility as a senior to protect my junior."

The golden-red griffin floated down, and the dark shadow outlined a human figure. The two girls who were bickering with each other also stood in front of Roy and stared at the necromancer in the distance.

"That's enough. You two are the ones who came late. It's obvious that you don't love Roy enough." Seeing that our combat power increased instantly, Nia put away her serious expression and joked lightly.

"Shut up, you green tea!" "We are going to deal with the priests, not you, a lazy guy!" "What's the matter? You are not the only ones with heads!"

The three girls actually started arguing with him in person, not taking him seriously at all.

This arrogant attitude is not only an insult to Granti, but also an insult to the great God of Death!

Anyone who has insulted the god of death has now been sent into eternal silence.

So, the high priest of the cold and evil cult was furious!

Then he got angry for a moment.

There was no way. If any other enemy dared to be distracted in front of him, he would have taken action long ago. However, these enemies were really too strong!

Logically speaking, his priests had a record of confronting Sequence 6s head-on, and even winning. Even against a Gold-level bloodline, they should be able to hold out for a considerable amount of time.

But they were wiped out so quickly!

Jon Snow alone was already a problem, and adding two more powerful individuals who were far beyond the ordinary Sequence 6 was far beyond Granti's expectations.

Not to mention, there is also a Sequence 7 Gold-level, a Sequence 7 Holy Light Transcendent, and that’s not counting the Pseudo-King’s Blood himself, who has recovered an unknown amount of power.

Thinking of this, Granti's face became even uglier.

This is so weird.

Sequence 6 isn't exactly cheap. There are only a handful of Sequence 6s across the entire empire's borders, and they all hold important positions, making it difficult for them to leave. Gold-level bloodlines are the highest-level talent of all major factions and require rigorous protection.

But why are there so many powerful people now, guarding the Fake King's Blood so closely in the middle of the night? !

Could it be that they are all lovers of the false King's Blood? !

The absurd idea flashed through his mind, but was rejected by Granti.

No, the identity of a lover is most likely just a disguise.

Just like the blonde maid, her close relationship with the boy was just a disguise. They were actually the bodyguards of the fake King's Blood, whose purpose was to make the attackers careless!

Had Granti known there were so many powerful warriors guarding the place, why would he have come here to fight against the enemy with his own strength? But if they were disguised as a group of lovers, who would have guessed that these soft and cute girls were actually powerful warriors with extraordinary strength?!

And now, he has sacrificed all the remaining combat power of the [School of the Undead] in the Western Continent...?

It turned out to be the case.

All of this is a trap set by the fake king's blood!

The moment he realized this, Granti couldn't help but burst into anger. He glared at Roy and shouted, "Blood of the False King, I didn't expect you to be able to plot to this extent!"

"You've already predicted I'd make a move, so you arranged for so many powerful people to secretly protect me! Just to lure me into making a move, and then catch me all in one fell swoop!"

Granti couldn't help but sigh with emotion. His eyes were filled with hatred, frustration, fear, but also a hint of admiration. "Rumor has it that you were once a good-for-nothing villain, but now it seems even that was just a disguise to paralyze your enemies! I can't believe you're so cunning and scheming at such a young age. The [Wizards] deserved their defeat!"

The girls stopped arguing and looked at each other, no one understood what the other was saying.

But the one who was really confused was Roy.

No, who are you, bro?!

Frankly speaking, I have countless enemies. Who the hell are you? Why would I plot against you when I'm bored?!

Roy proved his innocence and said, "Is there a possibility that I was just lucky?"

However, to Granti, these words sounded like a nerd with perfect scores on his test paper, a rich man driving a luxury sports car, and making fun of himself with an ugly face, saying that he was nothing special, except that he had unparalleled knowledge and a huge fortune.