The Thunder Martial Kingdom's eldest prince, Rex, was 25 years old and a high-level Combat Master. He was highly regarded by the emperor.
The butler, Sassoon, was very considerate. He used various methods to gather money for him all day long.
Laker was very satisfied when he saw Sasston using his ruffian method again.
Just as his eyes were glowing and he was looking at the thousands of Magical Beast corpses around him, a shrill scream was heard.
"Ah... My hand..."
Rex quickly turned his head in the direction of the voice and was shocked!
The butler, Sassoon's left hand was severed at the wrist.
And that black-faced man was holding that severed hand.
Sassoon was in unbearable pain. He hurriedly took out a magic potion and sprinkled it on his wrist to stop the bleeding.
He didn't see clearly how his hand was severed, but he felt a trace of magic wave.
How preposterous! I, a mid-level Magus, actually lost an arm to the black-faced man's sneak attack. What a great humiliation!
He had to break all four of his limbs so that he could neither live nor die!
Sasdun quickly retreated while muttering an incantation, "Esteemed Lord Fire God, your servant …"
"What servant? Your Lord Fire God is here!"
Black Treasure opened his mouth and spat out a dragon's breath!
Whoosh!
Sassoon immediately turned into a fireball and was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Nag, nag, nag. When you finish chanting, I'll even prepare an urn and a pit for you!"
Black Treasure muttered disdainfully and turned to continue gathering his food.
Gah!
The whole place was silent!
The eldest prince's face was filled with astonishment!
The group of Combat Masters and Magus he brought with him also had shocked expressions.
Sassoon died just like that?
That was a mid-level Magus, not some random cat or dog.
Hiss!
These people instantly felt a chill down their spines!
The black-faced man was no ordinary person!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Under the eldest prince's gaze, the Combat Masters drew their weapons.
They walked step by step toward Black Treasure.
The Magus made their own hand gestures and got ready.
Black Treasure, who was busy, turned around with a ferocious look in his eyes.
Zhang Xing had already secretly issued an order. Once they made a move, they were to be killed without mercy!
His gaze swept across these people. Every single one of them was an entire level higher than him.
Eight combat masters and six Dark Tutors. No matter where they went, this was a force that couldn't be underestimated.
If it was placed in St. Roland Castle, perhaps it could wipe out all the aristocratic forces there.
If Black Treasure did not transform, it would be difficult for him to deal with it. After all, he could not fully utilize his strength by relying on his human body.
The First Prince thought that victory was in his grasp, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
"Black brat, I don't care who you are. You killed my servant and you must pay with your life!"
"Remember, the person who killed you is the First Prince of the Thunder Martial Empire, Lake!"
"Attack!"
Following Laker's command, the six magisters took the initiative to attack.
"Slow!"
"Blindness!"
"Protective Divine Shield!"
The first two magic spells flashed on Hei Bao's body before disappearing!
The third spell created a layer of light around the eight warriors.
Immediately after, the eight warriors smiled cruelly and swung their broadswords at Black Treasure from eight directions.
However, what happened next left everyone dumbfounded.
Of course, Zhang Xing was an exception.
Black Treasure's body moved without wind, and the moment the broadswords came, he flew into the air with a whoosh.
The six magisters were stunned. His speed wasn't restricted at all. Did the spell fail?
Before they could think of the reason, they heard a deafening roar.
"Plop!"
Two of the magisters couldn't bear the sound and immediately fell to the ground.