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Chapter seven hundred and forty-nine guests(2/2)

"Is it you? How dare a little nobleman come to deceive my mother?"

Brisha walked up to Downton, and following his questioning, a group of subordinates pulled out their machetes and stared at Downton fiercely.

Choke! Choke!

Everyone on Downton's side also drew their weapons and stared angrily.

"Mother Marissa, is this how you treat guests?"

Downton didn't move, sitting calmly on the spot.

boom!

Brisha pulled out the scimitar from her subordinate's waist and slashed at Downton's table. Barty swung the totem pole and hit her on the head. Su Ya also stabbed out the spear.

The drow leaned forward and assumed an attacking posture.

Ding! Ding!

A scimitar protruded from the thorn, blocking Barty's totem pole. Just when Brisha's scimitar was about to chop down Downton's dining table and make him lose face, Twilight spoke.

"Back off!"

The word of God was activated, and even though Brisha was already a high-level priest, she still wanted to punish the power of the law. She involuntarily took two steps back, and the scimitar in her hand naturally cut into the air, and a ball of sparks exploded on the floor.

"oh?"

Malice's eyes lit up, she was very interested in Downton's calmness and Twilight's strength.

Just when Brisha was unhappy and was about to swing the second sword, Downton moved, but it was not her who was struck, but the demon men behind her.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The bloody light flashed, and the devilman did not expect that Downton would suddenly attack. He was not his opponent in the first place. At this time, he was caught off guard and was hit by all the attacks. In an instant, his head was missing and he fell in a pool of blood.

"Um?"

The mistress sat up straight in an instant, not understanding what this meant. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!
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