The new moon is in the sky, sharp and thin as a knife.

In the darkness of the arrival of night, Brian led Glar and others toward the rock bunker in Mokou Town.

He didn't bring many people, except Graal and his son Lando, the only one who followed him was the old swordsman Ballez.

In the eyes of the enemy, this kind of lineup may not even be able to make a wave.

Rock Bunker is a simple dark black castle, located on a steep hill overlooking the entire town, with battlements, watchtowers and moats for defense.

At this time, the suspension bridge on the moat, which is like a stream, was lowered, and the gate of the castle was also open.

There were ten castle guards wearing mail and steel helmets. They were guarding the sides of the city gate like statues, with long black cloaks clattering.

These guards escorted them through the suspension bridge and into the castle, and closed the oak gate with a bronze edge that was twenty feet tall.

Brian glanced at the surrounding environment and found many fully armed soldiers patrolling the city walls and gates, mixed with many mercenaries from the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group.

Without any hesitation, he walked in directly.

There is still a long way to go from the other end of the hall, and the current lord of Rock Bunker, Angus, the dark guard of the Santalin Society, is setting up a trap waiting for them to jump into it.

Although Brian has visited Mokou Town many times, he has never set foot in the castle, let alone come to the lord's reception hall.

The walls, floors and ceilings of the hall are cleverly spliced ​​with thick wooden boards, which depict various dark creatures.

On the way to the high platform, Brian stepped on ghouls, skeleton warriors and zombies. These low-level undead creatures were hidden in the middle of the jagged rocks and the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the dilapidated castle. The walls on both sides were dark grayish white. Shadow dragons hovered in the sky of the castle, and dormant monsters and dark curtain monsters lurked among the rocks and ruins. On the high arch window were hordes of shadows, bound spirits and ghosts. A higher place painted a desolate scene similar to the shadow plane.

At this time, there were a lot of people in the hall. The dark guard Angus sat on the main made of obsidian, wearing a gorgeously carved black armor and a heron feather helmet on the handrail.

Fifty heron knights surrounded Angus in crescent shape, fully armed, wearing black armor and helmets with heron feathers from head to toe, with long black cloaks shaking behind them, and dark shields tied to their left arm.

The dragon vein sorcerer of the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group, Salou, and a dozen of Bain's dark priests, stood beside Angus. Behind them were twenty dark guards with long swords hanging on their waists. They had bright red cloaks hanging on their shoulders and black steel helmets on their heads.

Brian also found that beside the walls on both sides, under the tapestries depicting the dark king Bann, there were nearly a hundred members of the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group standing, each of whom was holding a heavy crossbow in his hands, and was ready for everything.

Seeing this scene, even though Brian had already made up his mind, he was shocked.

Not to mention Glar, who was following behind him.

He could even feel the nervous heartbeat of the other party's rapid breathing. If his son Rando had not supported him, his legs would have been weak enough to walk.

"Glar, you're finally here."

The dark guard Angus' cold eyes fell on the bloated businessman, "Since you have come, you should know what to do, kneel down! As long as you kneel down and swore allegiance to the Lord of Darkness, I will allow you to continue to live a peaceful old age in Mokou Town."

"You allow him?" Brian met his eyes and asked in the same tone, "What kind of name do you allow him?"

Looking at Brian's fearless look, Angus frowned slightly.

However, when he noticed from the corner of his eyes that everyone around him was his subordinates, the last trace of worry disappeared.

He said in the majestic tone of the superior, "In the name of the Lord of Mokou Town, I have no choice but to resist. What are you? You dare to disobey my orders."

He could feel that Glar seemed to be headed by the half-elf wizard, and what puzzled him was what the other party was relying on for fearlessness.

This made him a little doubtful about the other party's true identity, probably not as simple as it seems.

For some reason, an inexplicable uneasiness hovered deep in his heart like a poisonous snake.

"If you want to know my identity, then I will tell you, the lackeys of the Lord of Darkness, please listen to me." Brian showed off the Purple Dragon Seal Ring that symbolizes his identity. "Now, in the name of the Cormiers and the ancestors of the Republic of China, the guardian of the Purple Dragon Kingdom, and the Obaiszier family, I, the new lord of Mokou Town, hereby order you to hold up the Purple Dragon's banner and help me take down these cultists!"

Brian's powerful words, like the fireball art released by a wizard, exploded in the crowd in the hall and became chaotic.

Immediately afterwards, a spell-like light flashed in the dim hall, and a purple flag transformed by magic fluttered in the air in the wind.

"It's the Purple Dragon Banner!!!"

A burst of surprise screams came from the crowd.

"It turned out to be a man from the Kingdom of Cormier." Angus looked at the magical flag that drew the purple dragon, and the purest hatred flashed in his cold eyes.

"Since you dare to take the initiative to deliver it to your door..."

He was instantly lost in anger, and he didn't bother to think about why the other party was so fearless. He suddenly stood up from the obsidian seat, raised his hand and broke a glass of wine, shouting: "Do it for me and kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon vein warlock Salou, who was standing next to Angus, took out his long-handled warhammer as fast as possible.

As the dark red runes flowed on the warhammer, the scorching flames instantly swallowed it.

"Bang!"

The powerful and powerful war hammer was wrapped in the burning flames, and with an unrivaled momentum, it suddenly hit a dark priest beside Salou who was about to chant the magic.

"Click!"

A sound like a shattering glass sounded, and the shield that the dark priest, caught off guard, shattered in panic, instantly broke.

He looked in disbelief at his allies who were still discussing plans with him a moment ago.

I suddenly felt like I was hitting the siege cone, and the smoke-burning body flew backward like an arrow, hitting the ceiling of the opposite wall, and then slid down, leaving a rapidly cooling blood mark on the stone.

After the dragon vein sorcerer Salo successfully killed a dark priest who had reached the third level, the flame warhammer broke out and spun around and hit another dark priest.

His head was like a burst watermelon, smashed to pieces, and before the blood was overflowing, it evaporated directly by the scorching high temperature.

——"Half-dragon transformation!"

After dealing with the two opponents in the plan, Salou roared and his body suddenly became extremely burly, like a human-shaped dragon, bursting out with a terrifying aura.

A golden glow jumped out of his eyes, and a pair of wide blood-red dragon wings spread out from behind. The exposed skin covered a layer of dark red dragon scales staring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I saw the long-handled warhammer that automatically turned back, and my wings suddenly shook and soared into the air, avoiding the attack of the heron knight who had reacted around me.

——"Breath of flame!"

At the same time, he took a deep breath, and the scorching flames gushed out of the dragon vein warlock's mouth and swept into the group of panicked heron knights.

As a dragon vein warlock, Salou was not afraid of the burning fire in the crowd, holding his own flame warhammer and slaughtering all enemies around him like a flame storm.

The attack of the Dragon Vein Warlock was like a sign, and the nearly 100 mercenaries hidden on both sides of the hall raised their crossbows in their hands almost at the same time.

The cold crossbow arrow pointed directly at the Knight of the Heron, the Dark Guard and the Dark Priest.

With the continuous clicks, crossbow arrows that broke through the air ruthlessly poured into the enemy group.

In an instant, the dark priests who were under key care were easily pierced through the temporarily supported shield by the carefully prepared demon-breaking crossbow arrows and shot into the fragile flesh and blood body.

Just one round of shooting.

Most of the dark priests were killed or injured, and only two or three were still relying on divine art and magic scrolls to support them.

After a brief panic, the fully armed Dark Guards and Heron Knights pulled out their weapons, raised their shields, and methodically resisted the dense crossbow arrows, and began to launch a counterattack.

Two torrents collided with each other, and the sharp blades and the sharp blades collided with sparks, and the metal also let out a protesting scream.

"Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group!!!"

Looking at the change in front of him, the dark guard Angus's forehead swelled up and he roared, his cold eyes full of tyranny.

Obviously, he was caught off guard by the sudden betrayal of this group of mercenaries, as if he was hit hard, which instantly put his absolute advantage at a disadvantage.

In order to reverse the irreversible situation, he immediately looked at Brian, who was standing at the end of the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, Angus lifted his two-handed giant sword, activated the teleportation magic on the ring, turned into a black light and disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared in front of Brian.

——"Break the good and kill!"

Angus roared and raised his sword. The dark aura around him gathered like a solid silk thread, lingering around him, as dazzling as a corona halo.

——"Four-ring Spell: Lightning Spear!"

Faced with the assault of the Dark Guard, Brian calmly took out a metal spear, instilled arcane energy, and shot out at lightning speed, piercing through the chest of the last dark priest on the battlefield, allowing him to successfully defect to the Lord of Darkness.

Seeing that the other party actually ignored his attack, Angus's heart arose, and he used twelve points of strength to slash at him.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a sword light flashed, and the dark lightsaber of the old sword saint Ballerus, with a cold expression, was the first to slash Angus' chest at a dazzling speed.

Although the protective runes burst out from Angus' dark armor offset the damage of the attack, the powerful impact force still made him hum and retreat five or six steps in a row before stabilizing his body.

He looked at Brian who had never moved a step from beginning to end, and then he looked at an old man dressed in linen and covered in gray next to Brian.

When he saw that the energetic old man turned out to be the lame owner of the "Salazion" tavern, he was shocked to be in place.

——"The strength is surging!"

Just as he was lost, Ballerus shook his whole body suddenly, and invisible energy in the air gathered wildly on his thin body and the sword blade that shone with cold light.

His bright eyes also became as sharp as a razor.

"Strong Power" is the most powerful buff move in the Sword Saint profession.

This move can enable these swordsman professions who practice energy to concentrate their spirit and energy in an instant and burst out powerful power.

——"Pick up the air and cut!"

The moment when Ballerus swung the dark lightsaber in his hands again, his agile body was like an arrow from the string. His rapid attack speed even screamed in the air, and the airflow was squeezed out.

Before the lightsaber arrived, a strong wind like a sharp blade was first attacking Angus.

"Bang!"

The dark guard Angus's burly and majestic body was once again hit by Bale Rusi's powerful and powerful blow. The heavy armor rubbed against the hard marble floor and made deep and long marks.
To be continued...