Godslayer Guard

Ku Ai Bansheng, Red Maple Dance, and the others had just begun to relax when several voices rang out in the distance.

"Space-Time Severance!"

"Frigid Ice Storm!"

"Meteor Fire Rain!"

All kinds of lesser forbidden spells rained down upon the Iron Blood Brotherhood, inflicting massive casualties.

"Healers, heal us!"

"We can't keep up! Several lesser forbidden spells are overlapping—find somewhere to take cover!"

Watching the Iron Blood Brotherhood suffer more than half its casualties under the assault of his forbidden-spell troops, Wang Teng finally relaxed and said, "Well done."

Qu Han sneered at Lu Yang. "Lu Yang used to rely on nothing but his forbidden-spell troops. Now we have a force like that too. Today, I'm definitely keeping Lu Yang here."

"Nice idea. Too bad you don't have the strength for it." Han Sha appeared behind Qu Han, plunging both daggers into the back of his neck.

"26128" (Backstab + Triple Critical Hit)

Qu Han died!

Wang Teng jumped at Han Sha's voice. The moment he turned around, Han Yu's dagger sliced open his throat.

"This is bad! Lu Yang's assassination guard is here too!" Ruo You Laisheng cried in terror. Before his words had even faded, Han Meng pulled her dagger free and slit his throat.

The players around Wang Teng and Qu Han rushed forward to attack, but Han Sha, Han Meng, and the others easily evaded them, then vanished again and continued their backstabbing slaughter.

Lu Yang watched Han Sha and the other eleven figures flicker in and out of sight in the distance. Every strike killed an enemy, and their movements were flawless. He smiled in satisfaction.

He could not understand what gave Qu Han the confidence to think he could keep him here. If it had been ten thousand against ten thousand, with