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Werther looked at the thin sword less than a few inches away from him and thought helplessly, "Looks like I, the trash of the Rolande Family, really qualified. Everyone wants to slaughter me so casually!" However, if I were to make a move, I would have to cut through this mess quickly. Otherwise, if I were to drag things out any longer, others would see that I am a martial artist, making things difficult for me. It seems like I can only use that move! " His left hand gently moved forward and he shouted, "Sky Demon Descent!"

Under the assassin's terrified eyes, his left palm suddenly turned pitch black, even darker than the darkness elemental ball just now. An uncontrollable killing intent instantly filled the entire world, as if it wanted to destroy all life, cutting off all life. This was even hope. In the face of the endless destructive aura of the Sky Demon, the assassin's killing intent was just like that of a child playing house. The assassin only had enough time to crazily shout, "Dark Dou Technique! You! "Darkness Barrier!" A three meter wide black shield appeared between the two of them, completely protecting the assassin.

A pitch-black palm gently landed on the shield. It was as if glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. In the assassin's eyes of disbelief, the dark barrier that had helped him escape countless times, even resisting the most powerful spell of a rank 8 Magister, suddenly shattered like paper and disintegrated!

Werther's black hand pressed down on the assassin's chest without any suspense. A mouthful of blood sprayed out! The assassin felt as if he was hit by dozens of mammoth silhouettes, sending him flying 30 meters away! This assassin was lying on the ground, his breastbone caved in, his internal organs shattered, and blood spewed out from his mouth from time to time. He pointed at Werther, his eyes filled with fear, but there was also an indescribable feeling in them.

He had only performed the first three changes of the first style of the Sky Demon Sky Cracking Palm, and the accumulated cold Yin true energy in his body was already exhausted. He was practicing the best pill dao in the Dao of Dao, which originally emphasized on the balance between Yin and Yang, and as a result, he had lost so much Yin Qi, and the Supreme Yang Qi in his body had lost its restraints. In an instant, he violently walked forward and crazily rushed into his various meridians, causing his head to be in pain as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

It was already noisy in the distance. Who knew how many people were holding torches as they hurried over. Werther wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed at the assassin's corpse, and said to Arnold, "Just say that you killed him. Do not mention me!" Arnold was also one of James' trusted aides, and he remained calm as he nodded. As expected, after a short while, many city guards arrived. The officer leading them saw the floor littered with debris, and beside him was a dead body. A guy dressed as a warrior and a kid stood together, he immediately frowned and asked, "Who are you people? "What's going on?"

Arnold said, "I am the general of Viscount James Roland's estate. This is our young master. The Lord Viscount is participating in a banquet for the Right Premier, ordering me to escort the young master home. Halfway there, I met this assassin and killed him. You are the commander of the Public Security Bureau, so I'll leave this matter to you. I'll send the young master home first, if you have any questions, you can come straight to the viscount residence. "

When the military official heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat. He had heard of Viscount Roland before, he was a high official in the military, a new powerful official in the capital. He was in the prime of his life, and this involved the Minister of the Left. The Goddess of Fate did not seem to care for him, so he was destined to be afraid of this military official. A Public Security Bureau officer examined the body of the assassin and took off his mask before suddenly exclaiming, "My lord! This guy is an elf! "

The military official wanted to strangle his subordinates. Elves were fine. You can't wait to go back and shout it out in front of so many people. It would be too late to cover it up. Wait, elf? F * ck! Damn elf! How dare you become an assassin in the Elven Forest! The officer walked over, kicked his subordinates away, bent down, and carefully examined the elf's face.

Suddenly, he cried out in shock, sat down on the ground, pointed at the corpse, and stammered, "My Lord of Light! Oh my god! What is this!? A dark elf! ' His face looked exactly the same as the Elves', but his face was dark, his eyes were blood-red, and on his face, there were even some strange patterns. This was exactly the same as the legendary Dark Elves who abandoned the Goddess of Nature and threw themselves into the embrace of the Dark Gods, tainted by the power of darkness! Dark Elves! This was even more troublesome than killing the Nature Elves! The dark elves had not appeared in this plane for thousands of years, and now they were in the imperial capital, even wanting to assassinate a noble! Heavens, this military official was almost paralyzed. He could not imagine what the upper echelons of the empire would do after the discovery of the dark elf. How would the emperor deal with it? He could almost see groups of people being killed. Countless gallows were filled with corpses, and one of them was even his own!

It was rumored that it was a Dark Elf who had obtained the power of darkness. It was said that it was a powerhouse who had dual cultivated both magic and martial arts, especially after a few exchanges. However, this elf's swordsmanship and magic had all reached the pinnacle, almost comparable to a Golden Swordsman. Is this still the rumored young master of the trash of the Devil realm? The way he looked at Werther also became strange.

Werther coughed a few times, and Arnold immediately understood. He quickly helped Werther walk away with a limp. The military officer was already frightened by the dark elves' corpses and could not care less about stopping them. "You can report what happened today to father. There's no need to hide it from him, and I'll leave the rest to father. Don't disturb me if there's nothing else. I need to heal my injuries, get out of here!" Arnold nodded and respectfully left. Today's matter had proven Werther's strength, and he was not a trash. Killing a Golden Swordsman Dark Elf just like that was already enough to earn the respect and respect of the Silver Swordsmen.

He sat there for two days and two nights before finally calming down the chaos of Yin and Yang energy in his dantian, barely recovering the damaged meridians. As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune depended on each other, although he had used up all his Sky Demon Zhen Qi with one palm, after this battle, he felt that the Yin Yang Zhen Qi in his body was stronger and more condensed, and he gained a deeper understanding of Sky Demon Splitting Palm.

However, it's a pity that the killing intent is too strong. Just by slapping my palm, I feel like my willpower is not under control, and I have to kill all living creatures to release it. "Unfortunately, I only got the Daoist secret scripture, but I lack the Buddhist mental cultivation method to tame the inner demons. Otherwise, the three Buddhist and demonic families would have cultivated it together and there would have been no disaster." The first thing he did when he woke up was to change his clothes and then go see his father.

For the past two days, Werther had been ignorant and oblivious, but the capital city was in an uproar. The assassination of a noble had not happened in the imperial city for over 30 years. The last time it had happened was when King Klein was still the crown prince, but that was fine. The main reason was that the assassin was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and most importantly, the assassin was actually a dark elf! A dark elf!

A Dark Elf that had never appeared for thousands of years! What did this mean? Could it be that the gods of darkness were no longer satisfied with being ruled by the gods of light? Was it possible that they were about to launch a new war between the gods? Wasn't it said that the dark elves were exiled to other planes? How did they get back? Were their comrades calling them? All sorts of speculations and rumors flew about, and all the yamen authorities in the imperial city were extremely busy. They searched everywhere, especially the army and the Public Security Department, which expressed their shock and regret at the assassination of an officer's family member. They urged the Public Security Department to give a satisfactory reply in the shortest amount of time possible.

Without a doubt, the most chaotic place in the imperial city was the headquarters of the Public Security Bureau. How could such a thing happen under their jurisdiction? The one who was under the greatest pressure was undoubtedly the head of the Public Security Bureau, the son of the Emperor, His Highness the Second Prince. Since he had taken over the Public Security Bureau three years ago, he had become more and more diligent, turning the previously scattered sand into a steel plate. This made the people in the outside world speculate that the Second Prince most likely had some ideas about the supreme throne. The emperor was also very satisfied with his performance. However, this satisfaction disappeared after the dark elves' incident.

The night when the news spread that something had happened, the Second Prince was urgently summoned into the palace by His Majesty the Emperor. Klein VII smashed his seal in front of many officials in the palace, causing a hole to appear on the Second Prince's forehead. He cursed loudly, "Today, a noble was assassinated by the dark elves, he will be able to barge into the palace tomorrow and take my head! How did you become the head of the Public Security Bureau? Trash! I'll give you seven days. If you can't give us a satisfactory result, you might as well stop. Go home and carry a woman! "Scram!"