In an instant, the crowd gathered around, and Anthony had already put on a mechanical mask, looking at the people around him, with the Frost and Flame Blades in their hands.

With the two blades swirling in his hands, Anthony was thinking about the escape route. It wasn't that he didn't think about the situation this time, but now he doesn't have much time.

The joint investigation between the Aliens Bureau and the police station has been going on for nearly a week, and it has focused on a large number of elite sheriffs and special aliens with tracking ability in the Aliens Bureau.

These people are not rice buckets!

A carpet-like search, one by one, the past was ruled out. Rao is that this plan was carefully planned by Anthony for a long time, but as time passed, some extremely hidden clues were dug up one after another.

Since some things have been done, no matter how much you cover up, there will still be traces left, and even the act of covering up is a kind of trace.

The so-called unsolved cases are nothing more than the fact that these traces were limited by the investigators and investigation conditions at that time, and those hidden traces could not be found, so they could only end without a problem in the end.

And this high-pressure situation has never been relaxed recently, especially in the past two days, in order to ensure his own safety, Anthony has changed several hiding places in a row.

Anthony clearly knew that at this rate, he would be exposed soon, unless he chose to leave Demingham and deal with them in a wider area.

But this is unrealistic. His purpose was never to kidnap Mathil Tate. If he leaves Demingham, he may have more options to protect himself. What he really wants to do is always Can't be done.

Therefore, he had to come this time, even taking a risk, just to take a chance.

Failed.

This is the reality, no one can make a 100% perfect plan, not to mention it is an adventure in itself.

Of course, it's not all fruitless. At least he discovered this cellar. Whether it's true or not, there is a problem with the delivery of goods from Tate Manor.

What to do now is to get out of here.

"Go ahead and capture it, you have no chance of winning!"

At this moment, Quirrell was no longer wearing a self-cultivating butler's uniform, but a set of leather armor for combat. Looking at the person trapped in the circle, it was like looking at a prey that was surrounded by many.

"There's no chance of winning? Miss Mathil Tate is still in my hands, what can you do with me?"

The hoarse voice under the mechanical mask was obviously changed by the mechanical mask.

"Catch him and live."

Quirrell gave an order, and he took the lead in the charge, rushing furiously, and a layer of gray-white substance seeped out from the flesh of his hands to wrap his hands, and a few small bone spurs appeared at the knuckles at the front of his fists... ..

Talent · Skeleton!

Before they could make contact, Quirrell slammed a jab out of the air with one hand, but a large number of bone needles flew out from the joints in an instant.

ding ding ding~

The two knives flew up and down in front of him. The blade of frost and flame was like a butterfly piercing between Anthony's fingers. The red and blue energies flickered again and again, cutting off all the bone spurs.

At this moment, the aliens beside him have already stepped forward. Some people are holding a long sword. A large number of petals suddenly grow around the long sword and dance around the long sword, covering their own swordsmanship trajectory.

Ice wind!

Anthony turned around abruptly, and his left hand holding the frost blade instantly drew a moon arc. A strong cold wind blew past, and all the petals were instantly frozen and fell, and even the long sword was covered with a layer of frost.

Before the swordsman could react, the next second Anthony had already bowed and rushed into his arms, his sword pierced through his chest and abdomen, and blood mixed with his internal organs flowing all over the floor.

Carrying the corpse with both knives, the next moment he threw it out and crashed into the crowd next to him.

Another person touched the ground with both hands, and the grass under Anthony's feet began to grow wildly, turning into a large number of iron chains to lock his legs.

However, before the man was happy, Anthony suddenly squatted down and made a forward movement of his legs similar to when a toad jumped. His muscles suddenly tightened, and all the restraints were instantly removed.

"Hmph, he has some skills, Mr. Parker, don't wait and see, take him down, wouldn't it be better to go to rest earlier?"

Butler Quirrell, who failed to take the lead, had his arms completely wrapped in bone armor, and the gray-white bone spurs formed blades that were arranged on both sides of his arms in an oblique shape.

Speaking to the shadow of a tree next to him, Gerald Parker slowly appeared on a tricycle.

At this moment, he also has two more short knives in his hand. It is not as capable of activating elemental energy as the Frost and Flame Blade in Anthony's hand, but its blade will be extremely dazzling just by looking at it!

The small stature has a dexterity that is different from ordinary people. He approached without a word, only the two short knives in his hands cut through the air, bringing up the sound of hunting.

Flame wind!

The flame tornado swept towards Parker, but the latter suddenly disappeared at the moment of contact, and appeared directly in front of Anthony in the next second, leaping high, his knives pointing down, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, straight into Anthony's shoulders .

If anyone pays attention to the surface of the lawn at this moment, they can find that there is an extra hole in the place where Gerald Parker disappeared before, and there is also a hole in front of Anthony at the moment.

Anthony raised his two knives horizontally to hold Parker's knives, and the fire burst into flames.

Before he had time to fight back, Quirrell was already close to his side, and he punched out a punch. Peiran's huge force directly hit Anthony's side, sending him flying like a cloth bag.

However, Quirrell didn't have a happy expression on his face. He felt that his fist was as tough as hitting a steel plate, and the shattering of flesh and blood he imagined did not appear.

"Come around and chop off his legs!"

Although the blow just now failed to defeat Anthony's resistance, it also caused him to vomit a lot of blood.

Quirrell had lost his patience. The master only said that he wanted to live. He chopped off his legs so that he could not die.

"Mole! Southeast!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the southeast. Because it was late at night, the surrounding sounds were not noisy, so the sound was particularly clear.

Anthony was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed bitterly.

Turning around and facing the southeast in the shouting, he ran without hesitation.

"Stop him... Who is the blocking team in the southeast? Where's the person!"

At this point, Quirrell discovered that the three people who were supposed to be surrounded from the southeast had disappeared.

"Don't worry, if he can't run, he will follow."

As soon as the two knives were withdrawn, the whole person suddenly disappeared to the ground, and in the next second, he appeared ten meters away, and in an instant, he drew a large distance from Anthony.

"Someone is chasing me!"

Anthony didn't look back at this time, he just replied.

A dark green fire suddenly lit up in the woods ahead, and the **** warhorse walked out of the darkness wearing the fire.

"Get on the horse!"

"it is good!"

Anthony stopped and exerted his strength for a moment, and the whole person rose from the ground. Parker, who had just approached the ground, was about to attack, but because Anthony was at a high altitude, he could not succeed. When he landed, he was already on the back of that strange flaming war horse. All the way away.

"Let's go!"

He activated his talent once again, and his figure sank to the ground. This time, he no longer appeared instantly, but disappeared into the ground for a long time.

Walk with talent.

This is a mobile talent. As long as you stand on the ground, you can achieve the effect of an instant raid within a certain range. If you stay underground for a long time, as long as you can hold your breath, you can naturally move quickly.

"Someone is underground!"

Anthony noticed Gerald Parker's actions behind him, and his ability could not hinder anyone underground.

He knew that if he didn't get rid of the stalker below, not only would he not be able to escape, but he would also drag the person who saved him into the water.

This time, there was no reply, but the warhorse under Anthony accelerated again in an instant. It jumped up somewhere and was still in the air. Several inscription marks suddenly lit up on the ground below.

Boom~ boom~ boom~

Level 2 Inscription · Blast!

The explosion's firelight illuminated the entire woodland, and Gerald Parker rushed out of the ground. The series of explosions in this section were aimed at him!

Using the shock generated by the explosion made the underground rock and soil extremely unstable. The road just opened was blocked almost instantly. He didn't want to be shocked to death or buried in the soil. And dark green fire.

"What about people!"

Quirrell rushed over, looking at the woodland after the explosion, his face gloomy.

"I don't know, someone picked him up~lightnovelpub.net~ and there are many methods, it's bombs, it's horses... Why does Tate Manor allow people to bring in that kind of horses, and the gatekeeper outside What are people doing, are you hiring a bunch of blind and blind people?"

The dark green flames were more conspicuous at night than anything else, and Gerard Parker's face was even uglier than Quirrell's.

How could he have thought that the opposite side not only had a horse, but also planted a bomb in advance... Or in this position?

"Go out and find it for me. There are at least two people on the other side of such a conspicuous horse. Immediately contact the guards at the top of the wall and the patrols on both sides of the coast. You must not let people run away!"

Quirrell put his hands on his waist, his voice was loud, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter. He knew exactly how big the manor was. Now that they ran out, blocking the intersection and the port would have no effect.

"I knew earlier that the people from the Discord Bureau should be notified to come and stand guard together..."

At this point, Quirrell glanced at Gerald Parker next to him. If it wasn't for his obstruction before, there should have been two more investigation teams from the Anomaly Bureau.

Although he is a housekeeper, his own occupation determines that he is not a man of scheming.

Many times he was just an executor, even as he got older.

"Are you crazy or stupid? Let the person from the Odd Bureau come over, we will use the cellar to attract him, and the people in the Odd Bureau will always ask why we do this, right? When the things we do are exposed, , I don't know if the kidnappers can catch me, we definitely won't be able to escape anyway!"

Gerald Parker wasn't afraid of the housekeeper, so he just choked back.