"who is he!"

Progang asked Ketel to take some people to support Delon, and by the way, he wanted to ask the kingdom's envoy about the next arrangements. Unexpectedly, he saw a stranger beside the city wall, and subconsciously drew his weapon and questioned him.

When the Shadow Leopard Knights behind him heard his words, they all drew their weapons and looked over here alertly.

"He came to solve the mastermind behind all this...

'people'."

Fettdragen thought for a moment and explained to the Shadow Panther Knights who were on guard, signaling them to put down their weapons.

Pro looked at the figure on the edge of the city wall, heaved a sigh of relief and put down his weapon, waving his hand to signal the knights behind him to continue to finish up. Although he knew that the brown-haired young man was "one of his own", he did not completely let down his guard.

"What else is going on?"

"It's almost done. As for you guys, there are still many houses on fire and a few bat-winged demons in Kovagr. This...

Camus?

!”

As he was speaking, Fitedragen suddenly felt a wave of power coming from his side. He turned his head hurriedly with a look of confusion on his face.

"Ah..." Suddenly a visible whirlwind surged out from Camus's hand, entangled one of the Shadow Panther Knights who had just turned around and fell in front of him.

"Purvis!"

"team leader!"

…

“What are you doing!”

Pro raised his weapon again with a grim look on his face and pointed it at Camus. The Shadow Leopard Knights behind him surrounded him with weapons in hand.

Livia's right hand grasped the silver sword behind his back with anger rising. The man in front of him suddenly attacked Purvis. Although he and Purvis had only known each other for a short time and their relationship was not that good, he had saved his life after all. When Livia's anger was about to explode in his chest, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Don't act rashly when you don't know exactly why.

"Camus, what are you doing?"

Fitedragen frowned deeply and asked him the question that everyone wanted to ask.

The surrounding Shadow Leopard Knights stared at Camus seriously, ready to take action if anything went wrong.

The situation on top of the castle suddenly became like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

"What's going on? What happened?"

A majestic voice came from behind the Shadow Panther Knight.

Deron?

Livia turned around and saw a figure wearing a pitch-black helmet and pitch-black armor, who was no different from the surrounding Shadow Panther Knights, walking towards him from not far away.

"Master, the captain."

The Shadow Leopard Knights surrounding this side bowed and made way for him. Their titles allowed Livia to confirm that the person coming was Delon.

only……

This was the first time Livia saw Deron wearing a helmet.

What happened?

Livia's eyes were a little solemn.

He walked to the front along the path made by the surrounding Shadow Panther Knights, looked down at Purvis who was trapped by the wind and fell in front of Camus, then Delon slowly raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him whom he didn't recognize at all.

"Who are you and why did you attack my people?"

After taking a quick look at the visitor, Fetteldergen guessed that the lord over there might have died, so the highest authority in Kovagor right now was the knight in front of him.

Fatedragen took a step forward expressionlessly.

"I am the special envoy sent by the kingdom, Viscount Fitedragen of the Frostwind Territory. This is the legendary elf swordmaster Camus. I am here to deal with the High Priest of Blood Mist who wants to revive the God of Blood Mist."

legend?

Livia looked at the person she had met in the tavern before with some surprise. He was actually a legend?

Although he didn't know the specific power division in this world, from the records of the Blood Mist Sect that he had read before, Livia also roughly understood the approximate power of the legends. Given enough time, he could destroy the country!

“What I’m asking is…

Why did you attack my people? I don't think even the elves can attack human knights in the territory of the Kingdom of Savoy."

Deron looked at the two people opposite him without a trace of fear. At this moment, Deron made Livia feel a little strange.

"Could it be that the elves want to break the oath between the various races on the continent?"

“Sword Saint Camus?

!”

Hearing that Delon and his partner had raised the matter to the level of a racial oath, Fett Dragen's face turned a little ugly. He turned his head to look at Camus and asked again.

Camus frowned slightly and looked up at the knight opposite him. "There's something strange about him."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Deron showed confusion on his face under his helmet, and he lowered his head and looked carefully at Purvis who had fainted.

Fitdlegan and Livia also looked down at Purvis in confusion.

After carefully sensing for a moment but still not sensing anything, the three of them looked at Camus in confusion.

Camus felt heavy in his heart, the reason why he suddenly took action to control the knight was because an image of a fluorescent green vengeful spirit creature opening a portal suddenly flashed through his mind. He knew that it was his ancient blood that activated the ability to predict the future.

Based on the image of the fallen black knight behind the fluorescent green ghost, Camus subconsciously locked onto one of the black knights based on his appearance and aura and instinctively knocked him out and bound him.

But he couldn't tell anyone else about the ancient blood, so he didn't know how to explain it for a moment. He could only sense the knight again and again, but until now he couldn't feel anything unusual.

Could it be that it was a long time ago and it hasn’t happened yet?

No, it is impossible for the Ancient Blood to predict things too far in the future on its own. It must be related to the present.

Camus's eyes became serious, but he could sense everything in his body and found nothing unusual. He couldn't even sense a legend like himself...

Camus was confused for a moment and recalled the predicted scene in his mind again.

Hateful Soul Hateful Soul...

Among the three people, Camus was silent for a moment and suddenly raised his head, "His soul may be parasitized by something."?

! !

The faces of the three men all darkened as they looked at the man lying on the ground. In their eyes, as a legendary strong man, it was impossible for him to do strange things without reason, nor was it possible for him to do things without a purpose.

Deron suddenly walked forward and pressed his palm, which was wrapped in black light, on Purvis' forehead.

"Wait..." Fitedragen interrupted Delon's attempt to put his spirit into the chivalry on the ground, huh?

Deron stopped what he was doing and looked up in confusion, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes behind his helmet.

Fatedragen looked at him sternly, "Although your power comes from the same source as his, it may be that you are parasitic on his soul...

Things can make us not even notice it, if you rashly put your mind into it like this, there may be some accidents..." Having said that, he turned his head and looked at Camus beside him.

Indeed, even with his perception that far surpassed that of ordinary extraordinary people, he could not sense anything abnormal in Purvis' body.

Livia nodded subconsciously, and then suddenly froze.

Wait, no, I felt something was wrong!

"I felt something was wrong with Purvis when we came back from Cohen Prairie!"

Um?

The three of them suddenly looked at him at the same time.