"It's all over." Saren suddenly let go of the hand holding the warhammer, allowing the heavy silver warhammer to fall to the ground, and smashed another big hole on the already messy floor.

"What's wrong?" Cairns stretched his muscles and crackling sounds sounded from every corner of his body.

"You're not afraid, my dear little lizard?" He quipped at Saren, who was about the same height as him.

"No..." Saren slowly took off his helmet made of rocks, his tail was raised high, and then slapped heavily on the ground, making the floor with fine cracks like spider webs.

A hot light shone in his longan's eyes, which was extremely dazzling, as if it could burn through rocks and melt steel.

"Oh, no...Oh, Oops, Oops, Oops..."

Hickrad on the platform covered his head as if he had remembered something, ran down from the top floor as if he ran away, kicked open the locked door, held a gun, and ran in the opposite direction of the nobles' escape.

"He's going crazy again, he will," Hickrad said with a bitter face. "Every time his eyes are so bright, there's nothing good!" He cursed indignantly, like a slutty housekeeper, and like a long-winded mother. "What do he want to do this time? Razing the entire Chelfido aristocratic area to the ground! Or the kind of emitting thick smoke!"

He changed his posture, carried his patience to his shoulders, and then knocked down two poor nobles who were not eyed without mercy, and then continued to chant as their curses: "He should still remember that Erin and Sephili were sent to evacuate...ah, or to clean up the nobles, right? He should remember? After all, that was his favorite girl."

He repeated the chanting over and over again, his speech became slower and his tone became less and less confident.

"Ah, Garcia curses you!" He stamped his feet angrily, "You better remember this!"

The battle between Saren and Keynes continued, and the scale was getting bigger. When Hickrad arrived in front of them, he happened to see Saren swing a punch and knock Keynes into the wall.

The smooth stone bricks used to decorate the walls fell to the ground one by one, making a pleasant clamor. Cairns slid on the ground for a long time, and while collapsing the building structure, he pulled out a long and deep gully on the ground.

The dust began to rise, and the broken bricks flew away, occasionally hitting one or two unlucky people who were running for life, causing them to faint with blood on their heads.

"You! Stop it!"

Keynes jumped up from the ground like a spring, clenched his giant claws into fists, and hit Saren hard under the ribs.

"Chala."

Saren first flew along a low altitude for a long time, and then fell to the ground under the action of gravity. Cracks appeared on the armor where Cairns hit him. The soil and gravel that had lost their magic fell down and became one with the earth again.

"Hey! Saren!" Hickrad pulled the trigger, and the gunfire sounded together with his shouts, and surprisingly, his shouts completely overshadowed the gunfire.

"I'll help you," he glanced at Cairns in anger and continued to yell, "Also, as your friend, I think I need to remind you before you do it, don't forget Erin and Sephili!"

"Of course I won't forget!" Saren climbed up flexibly from the ground, and the rock armor rumbled with his movements.

"You're here just right," he raised his hands, slowly rising from his knees, and the land in front of him also began to undulate in waves, wave after wave of raised land hitting Cairns not far away.

"I need you to help me get some time," he said quickly, "I'll rely on you before I'm ready."

"You are so polite. Sometimes I really think I am your servant!" Hickrad cursed and put away his patience, stretched out his two extremely smooth hands, and began to outline two different runes respectively.

"Two-point casting?" Saren raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You are really surprising, I don't even know how to do this."

"I have to have some of my own specialty, my dear Sarah," Hickrad stepped forward to Saren with a big stride, using his body to block him firmly.

His movements were very big, but his hands were more stable than the rooster's head. Even with continuous strides, his hands never trembled, as if they were steadily supported by two invisible steel plates.

When he completely blocked Saren behind him, Hickrad seemed to be a different person—or that was the other side of him, because people were all diverse.

The most common hippie smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and his tone was no longer as frivolous as usual. Only those who are familiar with him would know that this was Hickrad's seriousness.

"Vampire Earl, right?" He raised his right hand, and the blue light suddenly rushed out of his palm, turning into an eggshell-like oval blue light curtain, protecting him firmly.

"As you can see, I promised Saren," he said seriously, his other hand was still drawing the runes quickly, "so I think you have to stop here at me, dear Cairns."

Having said that, he also completed the last stroke of the rune, a complex rune formed in his palm and was dyed blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He slapped his hand on the ground hard, and the sound of water sounded from behind him, and blue waves appeared out of thin air, twisted together one by one, and then suddenly pulled apart, turning into an extremely wide blue barrier.

The surface of the barrier was sparkling with rippling water waves, as if there was a flow of water flowing in it. The moonlight hit the sky, bringing some silver-white colors to the blue water wall.

"It's really amazing," Saren's voice rang behind him, and there was a pungent scent of sulfur. "Where did you learn this?"

"Sefili gave me some information," Hickrad smiled and returned to his usual careless appearance.

He turned his head and looked at Saren with pride, as if he was showing off his new toys to his friend, "You just look at it well, this is not ordinary rune art."

Keynes raised his hand and shot out two scarlet lightning bolts in succession, and then used his hands to push out a scarlet energy ball with a diameter of half a meter.

Lightning hit the water wall, and the part that was hit by it quickly freezes, turning into a hexagonal lattice-shaped ice crystal wall protection. Lightning hits the lattice, and after making a sniff, it is reflected to the ground.

The energy ball afterwards failed to achieve greater results. The water wall was like a huge mouth with the abyss. After the energy ball was penetrated, it did not make any movement except for bursts of water waves and ripples.

But Saren discovered something that Cairns could not see. After the blurry wall of water, Hickrad suddenly turned pale.

He began to sweat, and the fine beads of sweat wet his beautiful blonde hair, turning them into strands, tightly against the messy hair on his forehead.

"How are you doing, Hill?" Saren began to worry about his companions. The sulfur breath in his body became stronger and stronger. The dragon's blood began to gather the power in his body and transform them into hot flames.

He wanted to support Hickrad, but he didn't dare to move, and his breathing still did not accumulate to the maximum. Of course, he could choose to attack at this time, but that power, range and duration would be greatly reduced.

This happened to be what he didn't want to see. What he wanted was a killing one blow, rather than letting Keynes run away after he tried his best.

So he chose to believe in Hickrad, just as he believed in him countless times.

Since his old friend chose to attack him, it proves that he has this confidence.

Keynes frowned, obviously not satisfied with the result of the attack - in his opinion, the magic he mastered was enough to penetrate the water wall that didn't seem tough enough.

But he forgot one thing: water may not be as hard as metal or earth, but it has stronger toughness and flexibility. A man may be able to break huge rocks, but he will never be able to break streams or oceans.

"Things seem to be different from what you think, right?" After a simple rest, the young lion seemed to have recovered some vitality, so he showed his signature smile and began to mock the vampire not far away with sharp words: "It seems that you are not a monster, you are not even as powerful as a water pump!"

Keynes didn't say anything, he just raised his hands quietly, and scarlet energy flew out of his palms, turning into eight essays in mid-air, and sank into eight corpses on the ground.

Viscount Dimitri is one of them, or his body is one of them.

The scarlet energy flashed in just a flash and completely merged into his headless corpse that had completely cooled down.

After a brief silence, Lord Viscount's body suddenly trembled violently, his joints and limbs twisted in an extremely terrifying posture, and the entire body suddenly stood up with the help of his legs.

In addition to the unlucky Viscount, there are seven poor worries who died unfortunately, who were awakened from their sleep and turned into brainless zombies, roaring at Hicklad and Saren not far away.

But their interest was obviously not on these two people. Each zombie stared at the nobles who were scattered and fleeing their lives, except for the Viscount who had no heads.

If Keynes' will had not bound them, they would have probably rushed to those nobles and began to feast on them, enjoying the flesh and blood of the living.

After summoning these zombies, Cairns lost his next move. He stood quietly in place, as if he was in deep thought.

But neither Hickrad nor Saren relaxed because of this. They both knew that Cairns was definitely not the kind of person who would stare at the battlefield.

The moving zombies also prove that Keynes was not in a daze or suddenly lost consciousness, but was manipulating these brainless servants wholeheartedly.

"Let's see how you're going to deal with these guys, poor hunters."

"That's it? Keynes, these are just brainless zombies, and they can't even do it..."

Hickrad's voice suddenly stopped as the zombies swelled up and stopped like a goose that had been strangled to his throat.

He looked at the zombies that bulged into human-shaped balloons in disbelief, watching them rushing to the water wall like crazy, and then exploded with a bang.

The remaining energy in the corpse was completely released, the blood completely evaporated, the flesh swelled and cracked, and they were converted into the most pure energy, pushing the few remaining bones to hit the water wall.

The crackling sound began to sound constantly, like raindrops constantly hitting the roof, reminding Saren of Brinto on a rainy day.

Hickrad's whole body became soft and his feet were kneeling directly on the ground. His face became paler and the moonlight hit his face, and there was almost no difference.

Two bright red bloodshots emerged from his nostrils and flowed down the gully on his lips, leaving a shocking scarlet pattern on his face like a painted scarlet pattern.

"Ah, damn it," Hickrad stood up slowly with his hands on the floor. Everything in front of him made him feel bitter - his water wall was not the only target of the zombie explosion attack. A bloody corpse lay on the street not far away, the noble who had just died.

"See?" As if seeing Hicklad's bitter gaze, Keynes finally spoke again. This time, his voice was filled with a strong sense of pride, "Look, this is the problem you haven't seen - there are some nobles in this area, and they can all become my weapons."

"As long as this piece has not been evacuated, I will have endless zombie raw materials and blood-supplying livestock, and you can't stop me unless you kill them all. The question is, can you do this?"

Saren sighed. He knew what the result was without Hickrad speaking. Compared to him, Hickrad was more like a righteous partner. He would never be able to massacre ordinary people without defense, even if they were all nobles who did evil.

This is also the reason why he sent Irene and Sefili first, and then decided to do it himself. If he could bear these things, he wouldn't mind carrying them more for his old friends.

"I……"

"You can't do it, and since that's the case, there's no way to talk about the promise to protect Saren Nowes," Keynes sneered. "It's so sad."

"It's not sad, Keynes," Saren stepped forward, blocking the somewhat lost Hickrad, "all Hill is a noble soul that you will never understand in your life."

"Yes, he can't do it. What he believes in makes him unable to do such things," Saren patted Hickrad's shoulder and opened his mouth slowly, "But I'm different, I can do it."
Chapter completed!