Most of the people in the Lily Club were woken up from their sleep, and were in a very bad mood at this time.
Some people couldn't help but threaten: "No matter where you come from, after tonight, there will be no place for you in the kingdom!"
He did tell the truth.
Everyone present at this moment, the elders in the family are all heavyweights in the kingdom, and the mere retaliatory pursuit afterward can cause a bloody storm.
An assassination on such a large scale involved dozens of magicians being used by both parties involved. This should be the first time since the coronation of His Majesty King George II.
In some unknown small countries, these two teams may even be worth the entire country's army.
"ha……"
With a joking look on his face, the man replied nonchalantly: "You've done everything, do you still think we will be afraid?"
Wayne looked at him carefully and said, "He looks like a professional assassin, maybe not from his country."
However, the assassin turned a deaf ear to Wayne's speculation. Instead, he put his hand on his chest and saluted: "This assassination, which can be called a battle, is destined to shock the world."
"Since it is such a big occasion, it would be rude not to leave my name. Please introduce yourself. You can call me - Black Face."
He seemed to think this title was a good one, and he looked quite proud of it.
"Blackface? A name I've never heard of." Richard whispered to himself.
"Maybe it's just a temporary thought." Wayne complained.
"Black Face"'s expression was stagnant, but he soon relaxed again.
"... Let's wait until I get rid of the troublesome guy first, and then come and have some fun with you." As he said that, he looked sideways to the other side, his eyes locked on President Raphael.
"President, be careful!"
Someone behind him couldn't help but shout a warning, but Raphael, who was already under great pressure under the siege of many people, no longer had the energy to deal with this sudden attack.
At the critical moment, Wayne only had time to pull out the magic sword from his waist, aim at the position behind Raphael and throw it with all his strength.
After being blocked by Wayne's magic sword, the dazzling rainbow deflected a little and pierced Raphael's right chest.
"Pfft -" Raphael spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
The noble ladies at the back screamed in panic: "What should we do, Senior Raphael! Go and save him!"
Wayne looked back at Richard.
The two looked at each other, and Richard seemed to understand something, and nodded at him imperceptibly.
He squeezed Chrissy's hand covertly and whispered: "Be careful, don't run around." Wayne suddenly broke away from the team and jumped towards Raphael and the others.
The shield disappeared and walls rose up, separating everyone on the field.
The moonlight was blocked by the thick rocks, and the vision suddenly became dark, like being in a maze with confusing directions.
"Black Face" did not hesitate too much and immediately focused his magic power again. A cluster of faint blue flames ignited, and with an indomitable momentum, it sprinted towards the direction where everyone in Qingxi Academy was in the memory.
The intense heat and subsequent explosions blasted a hole through the rock.
But--
Behind the wall is another wall.
He didn't have time to think and continued to sprint forward.
Wall after wall was bombarded into pieces by his magic blast, but the expected target never appeared in front of him.
He couldn't help but start to change his direction and break upward. But after breaking through five walls, he still didn't see the silver moon that should have been hanging in the sky.
"Ahhh...!"
Seventy percent of the magic power in his body had been consumed, and he howled angrily.
Perhaps it was the path of heaven and man. As his cry rang out, those seemingly endless walls finally gradually became blurred and disappeared again.
The moonlight shone on me again, but the situation was completely different.
Two more people fell down on his side, and Raphael, who had been kneeling in front of him just now, had been rescued together with several other companions into the relit "turtle shell" shield.
The only good thing is that the luster of the shield has obviously dimmed a lot.
Damn it, this is so damn gratifying!
"Okay, very good...your origin must be extraordinary." He took a deep look at Wayne, as if he wanted to remember this person's appearance firmly.
Just when Wayne thought that the other side was about to launch a desperate fight, he suddenly blew several rapid whistles.
"Black Face" caught people off guard, turned around, galloped a few steps, jumped off the cliff, and disappeared into the night without even having a chance to say a harsh word.
Hearing the whistle, the expressions of the other assassins also changed drastically, and they jumped off the cliff one by one to escape.
Although he didn't know why they retreated their troops in a hurry, Wayne was keenly aware that something had changed. He shouted: "Please capture a few more alive!"
The wind direction on the high cliff suddenly changed, and all the vegetation and leaves trembled in the suppressed and furious wind.
"It's really an eye-opener..." An old voice sounded from all directions.
There was no way to even perceive the form, and the person speaking seemed to have completely melted into the violent and frantic cold wind.
"You ants and bugs who disturb me during my drinking time... deserve death!"
In an instant, a green-lit storm swept across the entire platform, and even the tents scattered outside the shield were torn into pieces by the unparalleled destructive force, floating in the air and dancing in the wind.
Also swept up were the assassins who had not had time to escape.
"You have done a good job. Let me handle these people..." With these words left, the storm gradually faded away.
Until everything calmed down, the person who finally came to the rescue did not really show up.
The assassin was executed and the mountains returned to silence, but everyone present who witnessed everything could not hide their excitement.
Some people couldn't help but groaned and sighed: "This must be... what a top magic powerhouse..."
"Even the royal family's offerings may not be of such a standard..."
"No, that person might be the back-up man arranged by the royal family. Otherwise, how could he follow us and come out to rescue us?" Some people also speculated about the origin of the strong man.
"cough!……"
Raphael, who was laid flat on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Ah, by the way! President Raphael is still seriously injured!" Everyone swarmed up and surrounded Raphael as if they were awake.
"Now, what should I do now? Is there a doctor?"
But soon reality dealt a heavy blow to everyone.
There was no doctor, and some simple medicines such as gauze that the team carried with them were swept away by the storm just because they were originally placed in the tent.
"...President Raphael, wuwuwu..."
Some girls with fragile hearts have already cried first.
