A roar of anger, a scream of fear, like a fly.
The nobles and wizards who were in a panic in the explosion, fire and smoke have not recovered their senses from the shock, and a new "panic" soon fell on them!
The roar of the flames seemed to be a signal. In a moment, several guards with bloody hands covered their necks and fell to the ground. Screams came from the smoke and flames, and people rushed out from the screaming crowd!
Loren, standing in the corner of the banquet hall, narrowed his eyes - just from the beginning, there were at least two, not... Four!
Four masked men in black rushed out of the smoke, waved daggers and broadswords grabbed from the guards, and jumped very quickly straight ahead, which had become a tangled crowd.
Their actions were so fast that the guards who came forward to stop them had no room to fight, and they were killed quietly.
"There are assassins! Stop them!"
At this moment, someone finally responded, shouting and asking for help one after another. The guards on both sides of the banquet hall gathered towards the round platform. In the sound of warning, more guards poured into the banquet hall from the corridor and outside the door. Through the windows, the garden was full of heavily armed figures!
The Bellini family, which had experienced an invasion and was almost won by the other party, was obviously well prepared - even Loren himself could not say that he was fully sure to escape in the face of such a large-scale blockade.
But if you can''t stop it, no amount of guards is meaningless!
With incredible agility, faint blue stripes on his cheeks and almost iconic black gloves on his left hand, the black haired wizard certainly knows where these assassins are sacred.
The night watchman of LUT infinit!
The hurried guard could not be the opponent of these night watchmen, or even stop them. Continuous screams, one body after another fell in a pool of blood.
The panic and chaos crowd was completely in a mess. Even a few knights or nobles who were willing to help were surrounded by guests who only knew how to scream. Let alone their hands, they couldn''t even pull out their swords.
The assassins who emerged from the smoke also ignored the guests, frantically slaughtered the guards in front of them and rushed straight ahead.
At this moment, everyone understood what was going on.
"They''re going to assassinate Alto!" verlot Bellini, who hid around the guests, screamed like a little girl in fear: "go and protect Alto, and never let these madmen touch half of his hair -!!!"
Just after shouting, weierluo went directly under the dining table, covered his mouth, and curled up trembling without moving.
There was no need for him to "command", and the guards who caught up with him had gathered around Alto Bellini. But the talented alchemist didn''t seem to recover from his panic. No matter how people around slapped him on the shoulder, he always stood in place.
"Poof --!"
The guard in front of him fell to the ground with a wail and a gush of plasma. I felt a sticky Alto Bellini on my cheek, trembling and lifting my right hand. As far as I could see, there was a bright red in my palm. The assassin waving a dagger had come in front of me!
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
The screaming Alto finally regained consciousness. In the face of the ferocious assassin, the alchemist retreated behind him in fear and desperately wanted to escape.
The cold dagger tore open the bright red dress, and the embarrassed Alto fell to the ground. The defeated assassin wanted to continue to catch up, but the surrounding guards had gathered up and blocked Alto behind him.
The gifted alchemist lying on the ground was miserable like a dog falling into the water. His frightened face had no grace and calmness at the beginning. He only knew to climb back desperately, use both hands and feet, and even rush and roll.
Just at this moment, the guards outside have poured in, completely sealed off the whole banquet hall and began to encircle the assassins present - at this moment, even if they can succeed, they will never escape!
The chaotic hall gradually restored order, and the incoming guards opened a "blockade" between the banquet hall and the round table, blocking the four assassins in the middle.
At this moment, the sudden riot seems to have come to an end. Even if they are powerful, they can''t deal with so many people at the same time - these guards are not like city guards, but real mercenaries who lick their blood!
The situation had returned to calm, but Loren had the illusion that it was not over - since he had the courage to break into the party, he could not have expected such a situation.
And... How on earth did these people get in?!
The four assassins who were surrounded seemed to have given up resistance and threw away their weapons. The guards around were still surrounded with vigilance. After seeing the skill of these assassins, no one dared to step forward.
Or... These assassins are just a cover, and Alto Bellini is not their real target?!
"Boom --!!!"
Just as everyone relaxed, the second explosion "arrived as promised" - the four assassins who got the signal pulled out short knives from their sleeves and rushed in all directions. The scream of sharp blades through their throats sounded again.
Right now!
A "waiter" hiding in the crowd carefully took out a dagger from his sleeve. The sharp short knife radiated a faint blue light under the light of fluorite lamp. The poison on it could make the wound unable to heal and let the people who stopped him lose blood and die.
"What are you doing? Go back and hide!"
A guard who found him hurried up to remind him that he roughly pushed the "waiter", but he directly held his shoulder - before he knew it, the blue dagger had pierced his throat!
The indifferent "waiter" pushed away the dying guard, but he was covered with blood, but he had a too young face and round eyes.
Peter FASA!
He was no longer close to the panic crowd around him, and even no longer had any cover up. In his sight, only the Holy Blood potion in the enamel bottle ran away with great strides.
This is the last chance. The night watchman has failed here once. He must not fail again!
Peter FASA''s will is extremely firm - all the guards around have been completely restrained by the four night watchmen. He just needs to deal with a few miscellaneous fish and take the medicine away from the banquet hall.
All for the night watchman, for the sakran empire!
"That waiter is a fake. Stop him!"
Hiding under the table, the sharp eyed vello Bellini immediately noticed the figure of Peter FASA and screamed, "he wants to take the Holy Blood potion!"
Damn bastard, you should stab him first!
Gnashing his teeth, Peter showed fierce eyes, but he didn''t look back - not only afraid of being recognized, but more importantly, he didn''t have time!
The guards around him had gathered towards him. In a hurry, Peter opened his left hand, and the light blue Rune floating in the palm was crushed in an instant.
"Beyond perception" --!
The sudden change of his body made Peter dizzy, but it was too late to adapt. The dagger in his right hand was horizontal in front of him, and the guards who rushed up were put down between the lightning and flint. A broad sword that robbed him was thrown behind him, and another guy who wanted to sneak into himself was opened from the middle. The gushing plasma stained the indifferent child''s face red.
Just the last few steps, the medicine is close at hand!
No longer taking care of the guards who catch up behind them, they try their best to catch the Holy Blood potion in front of them as long as they reach out!
But he can never go any further.
"Rock will" --!
In an instant, the wall composed of rocks rose abruptly, and Peter FASA rushed up and hit the wall hard. His painful right hand and shoulder made him unable to move.
But what really made him unable to "move" was another figure at the end of his sight - holding his wand high and with a somewhat malicious smile on his face.
Ain Rand -?!