Chapter 3 The Temple of Darkness (3)(2/2)
Just as the dance music ended, when the last mercenary fell to the ground with incredible eyes, the elf knight also stopped his elegant sword dance. He put his knife away, stopped, turned around, and pointed his cold and bloodthirsty eyes at Abel, who was ten steps away from him, the captain of the seventh team of the blood mercenary.
Everything happened in the moment of lightning, and people had not recovered from the quick and sharp attacks of the night elves. On the other hand, the battle between the female mage against the evil mage was also over.
Seeing that the first wave of attack failed, the two dark mages who were preparing for the second spell were terrified to find that they suddenly lost their voices!!
Before he could untie the other party's silent spell, a human figure with a black body suddenly appeared in the shadow under the female mage's feet.
Monster, monster!!
He was so scared that he could not speak out Eric could only shout in his heart.
Before I could open the moving scroll and leave, the black figure had already arrived.
The two mages who had lost their voice fell to the ground dejectedly, and a hole was made in their heart, and blood flowed out of the wound, dyeing the greasy floor black.
The black net that bound the female mage was also automatically lifted after the spell-casting mage died. She did not move a step until the beginning.
The talk and laughter all stopped abruptly, and the tavern suddenly became silent. People widened their eyes and looked at the two dark tribes who had turned the situation around in a flash.
Originally, they expected that there would be a fierce battle. Although they thought the blood-colored mercenaries had little chance of victory, they never expected it to end so soon.
"By the way, I remember who he is!!"
Suddenly, a wanted criminal with a vulgar appearance pointed to the elf knight who was standing still, staring at the last survivor of the Blood Mercenary Squad.
"Although my hair color has changed, I recognize his face and his dance-like posture. It's not wrong, it's him, the glorious paladin, one of the twelve golden roses!!"
After hearing this, the other wanted criminals also found the title corresponding to the Elf Knight in their minds.
"Clang!!"
The sound of wine glasses breaking one after another, and all the guests ran out through the windows and back doors.
Chapter completed!