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

"The guard outside the door... is gone?"

"Besides, someone is coming." Roy added and quickly threw the clothes to Nia.

"Go find the Rangers. I'll be there after I've dealt with the pursuers."

"Good good."

At the critical moment, Nia didn't dare to delay. After changing her clothes, she immediately jumped out of the window, as light as the wind. Her years of experience in sneaking out to play came in handy at this moment.

Roy put on his clothes slowly and leisurely, and poured a cup of scented tea. Finally, he put on the [Phantom Mask], transformed into Roderick, and waited quietly for the breath to approach.

The door was kicked open with a bang.

An elf youth dressed in black and wearing a mask rushed in, the dagger in his hand still dripping with blood.

Roy recognized from his breath that this person was the shadow elf who followed them last night.

He first looked around the room, then looked at Roy, and sighed a little disappointedly: "I'm late."

"Well, I'll kill you first and then catch up with Miss Nia."

"However, this ending suits you very well."

Roy glanced at him with interest: "What ending?"

"You were abandoned by Miss Nia and died a mediocre and miserable death in a corner. An insignificant adventurer like you was not worthy of standing by Miss Nia's side. Isn't this the perfect ending for you?" Tal played with the dagger in his hand, as if telling a funny joke.

But in Roy's opinion, he himself was the joke.

"Do you think you are worthy?"

"Of course I'm not worthy. With the blood of the Forest Elf and the reputation of Nightingale, not to mention me, I'm afraid none of my peers in the entire Emerald Council are worthy of her. But so what?"

"It's precisely because I don't deserve her that it feels even better when I get her!" Tal's tone turned evil.

"Lord Valoran wants her dead, but before that, I can play with my little nightingale, whom I am not worthy of..."

"For an assassin, you talk a little too much, don't you?" Roy complained with a bit of amusement.

As he expected, Valoran had indeed set its sights on Nia. And the trembling of the Sacred Tree just now must have been related to Valoran.

This second-in-command of the Emerald Council had bad intentions from the very beginning, and must be the biggest threat in the current Destiny-Defying Node.

Tal restrained his smile and revealed a hint of indifference.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you are already a dead man."

In a flash, Tal swung out the dagger.

Until he was about to hit the boy, the boy in front of him showed no reaction, so much so that Tal felt a little contemptuous.

The reason why I can talk so freely is because I am absolutely sure that I can defeat him. This is called being bold and skilled.

On the other hand, the other side was full of flaws and completely defenseless, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

As expected, the whole reason for the failure last night was because of Nia. This guy is just a third-rate adventurer with nothing but brute force, not worth mentioning at all!

The distracting thoughts lasted only a moment before Tal's dagger had already passed by.

However, the dagger did not cut his opponent's throat as he had expected.

Tal felt as if he had struck an unshakable fortress. With dazzling sparks, the dagger broke in an instant.

Before he could react, his hand was grasped tightly by the other party. The terrifying force was like a vise, crushing his bones and causing Tal to scream in pain.

His expression was calm as Roy simply waved his hand.

With a loud bang, the wall exploded. Tal fell like a kite with a broken string, carrying a trail of blood towards the outside of the Sacred Tree.

Roy, who had been sitting on the bed the whole time, looked at the broken arm in his hand and scratched his head.

He just wanted to throw the other person against the wall.

It seems that high-level power is indeed not easy to master.

Entering the advanced level, Roy, who lacks actual combat experience, has not yet been able to fully adapt.

I originally wanted to use this assassin to practice, but now it seems that he is not even qualified to be a punching bag.

Chapter 29: Just an Adventurer

Janetia Yiren was not the only one who made preparations in advance.

Taking the changes of the Sacred Tree as a signal, the secret sentries stationed everywhere by Valoran took action together, causing great chaos in a short period of time.

Even the most elite rangers of the elves did not expect so many desperate criminals to suddenly appear in their territory, and they were thrown into disarray for a moment.

Most of these secret sentries were shadow elves. They were not strong in frontal combat but were good at assassination. When they launched a sneak attack, the rangers were completely at a disadvantage and could not rush to the conference hall's rescue in the first time.

The further out the area, the safer it is. Although she was worried about her mother's comfort, Nia was self-aware enough to retreat to the outskirts and seek shelter from the Rangers.

But before she could run far, she heard a loud noise behind her, and a disheveled figure with one arm missing fell from the sky with a trail of blood, crashing to the ground and splashing a lot of dust.

For a moment, both Valoran's men and the Rangers were shocked and didn't understand what was going on.

"Asshole... My hand! My arm! Aaaaaaaaaaaah! I'm going to kill you, you bastard!"

Tal covered his bleeding wound and wailed in anger, the heart-wrenching sound destroying the eardrums of everyone present.

"That guy is in cahoots with Valoran!"

Following Nia's instructions, the Rangers immediately surrounded them.

However, their actions attracted Tal's attention.

Staring at the Rangers and even more at Nia with murderous eyes, Tal sneered, a smile distorted by severe pain: "Haha, Rangers?"

"You can't protect her!"

"You fools are waiting to die in vain! The Nightingale of the Elf Forest is mine, and you can't stop it..."

Before Tal could finish his harsh words, the black-haired boy arrived at the scene.

"It's broad daylight, just talk in your sleep."

The Rangers were not willing to be careless. While keeping a vigilant eye on Tal, they advised, "Be careful, Mr. Roderick. That man's aura is very strange!"

Without stopping, Roy walked straight past the Rangers and continued towards Tal.

"Something is very wrong, so you can't handle it."

"Leave it to him and it's all over!" Nia shouted, successfully dissuading the rangers who wanted to come forward to help.

Once again facing the enemy with a broken arm, Tal's murderous intent almost burst out of his eyes.

"Very well, I admit I underestimated you a little. To be chosen as a guard by your lady, you are indeed no ordinary person. But you simply don't understand what true power is!"

As the words fell, a strange aura burst out from Tal's body.

Tal's flesh quickly shrivelled and withered, and his body surface solidified into rotten vegetation, but it was also growing rapidly, suddenly reaching two meters in height. A broad-bladed sword made of dark green vegetation also extended from the wound on his broken arm.

The blood was long gone, and what flowed from his body was a physically disgusting, foul-smelling pus.

The fallen one of [the withering of all things].

The Rangers were all too familiar with this power. Even a mere mortal, if contaminated by it, would become a threat requiring a transcendental being to deal with.

If a Sequence 6 Transcendent were to fall, it would often take two to three times as many Transcendents of the same level to deal with it!

No matter how powerful Miss Nia's guards are, he, who is also at Sequence 6, is likely to be in great danger!

"Mr. Roderick, be careful!"

One of the Rangers exclaimed.

However, the fallen shadow elf was already approaching with a laugh: "There's no point in being careful!"

"Adventurers, extraordinary beings, whatever! You're just guys who rely on experience, luck, bloodline, and talent! You don't understand what true strength is...!"

The blade light whizzed in, and the terrifying sword wind swept away, so that even the battle-hardened rangers were terrified.

However, the next scene really shocked them.

Tal's form transformed into a gust of wind so swift it was impossible to grasp with the naked eye, and his lightning-fast slash was incredibly ferocious. Empowered by the power of the evil god, the Shadow Elf assassin's vaunted swift slashing attack was elevated to a level unimaginable to ordinary humans.

But no one expected that a red light would burst into flames.

The black-haired boy arrived first and rushed forward with just one punch.

[Qi and Blood Burst] + [Fire Flame].

The crimson blood and the crimson dragon flames intertwined with each other, and at the same time, a heavy punch that combined the power of the two bloodlines converged into a straight line, like a huge long hair thrown by a giant.

Explosive flames exploded.

The dazzling flames instantly engulfed Tal's figure, and the scorching air currents raged in all directions.

After landing a punch, Roy snorted lightly as he looked at the cultist whose chest had been pierced and who was falling on the scorched earth with his eyes wide open.

"Fancy."

Thinking back to the first time he witnessed the power of [Withering of All Things], Roy felt a lot of pressure and was frightened by the power of the evil god of the Fallen.

But now, facing the same enemy, he felt nothing in his heart, and even felt like laughing.

A wooden figure? A stick figure that catches fire at a touch!

Not to mention the fire attribute restraint of Long Yan, any casual attack from Sequence 4 is not something that a mid-level cultivator can withstand head-on.

"Aren't you going to show me your true power? That's it?"

What Sequence 6, what third-rate adventurer?

He possesses true power! Power enough to crush him like an ant...

Facing the faint ridicule from the black-haired boy, Tal's lips trembled, but pus spit out of his mouth and he could not utter a word. He finally understood why he was discovered last night, why he was completely defenseless against him before, and why he was beaten to the ground like garbage by the other party, but he could not even fight back.

At the end of his life, looking at the black-haired adventurer who was greeted with a smile by the elf girl, Tal finally realized with humiliation that he had been a joke in his eyes from the beginning to the end.

Both the Rangers and Valoran's men were stunned by this scene and forgot to fight each other.

In the face of the huge artillery, the clash of swords and knives seemed small and pitiful.

And a powerful adventurer whose punch is like a city defense artillery is enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

Roy stretched his arms, casually glanced at Valoran's men, and smiled kindly: "As you can see, I'm just an adventurer and haven't seen much of the world."

"So, if anyone wants to show me their true power, I'm always here for you."

Ding bang ding ding ding.

Valoran's men all dropped their weapons to the ground. No one dared to meet Roy's gaze. They raised their hands in surrender on the spot, and some even knelt on the spot.

Not everyone is a cultist. The shadow elves present still have the most basic judgment.

Are you kidding? Sequence 6 can fight against a thousand alone, not to mention Sequence 6 blessed with the power of the evil god. Tal, the most elite shadow elf under Lord Valoran, was killed by a single punch. There is no way they can win!

The Ranger Captain beside him finally came to his senses and asked cautiously, "Mr. Roderick, who are you..."

"Just an adventurer."

"Plus my boyfriend."

The boy and the girl sang in unison, the former casually and the latter proudly.

Chapter 30 Where is she?

The former "Shenshu" conference hall is no longer as glorious as it once was.

Blood dyed the ground red, rotten vines devoured the flowers and plants, and even the sunlight disappeared in the yellow and green miasma.

The broken bodies of senators and rangers were everywhere. These bodies were pierced, absorbed, shriveled and decayed by vines, and became nutrients for Valoran.

Janetia, the chief of the Emerald Council, was now a prisoner, hanging in the air by the wriggling vines.

Even so, she stared at Valoran unyieldingly, with anger and horror.

"I originally thought that you and I just had different political views. Who could have imagined that you would stoop so low as to believe in an evil god?!"

"Degenerate? Quite the contrary. I just see further than a junior like you."

The elf elder, who had completely transformed into a plant body, laughed hoarsely, and the vines around him seemed to be swept by a cold wind, twisting slightly with his laughter.

"What a shame, Gentia. To be honest, I didn't want to attack my own kind. Blame that adventurer for telling you something you shouldn't know..."