"Over there!"
"Quick, after him!"
"Don't let him get away!"
In a magnificent corridor like one in a chalk-white castle, armed guards shouted as they rushed toward him amid chaotic footsteps, blocking both the front and rear of the corridor and sealing every route of escape.
Clad in black, Fang Li sped down the corridor like the wind. He glanced at the guards he had left far behind, then looked at the interceptors charging at him from ahead and fearlessly rushed forward.
"Swish swish swish swish swish—!"
Amid the sound of air being torn apart, sharp spears thrust toward him one after another.
"Clang—!"
With a crisp ring, a cold blade flashed and severed every incoming spear without exception.
"Bang—bang—bang—bang—bang—!"
Dull impacts rang out as guards were kicked away like trash, slamming into the surrounding walls before collapsing limply to the floor.
In the blink of an eye, the entire corridor was littered with fully armed guards lying on the ground, groaning and moaning in pain.
And this was no longer limited to a single corridor.
Ever since leaving the treasury, every corridor Fang Li passed through had been filled with fallen guards, their groans and wails spreading throughout the royal castle like a living hell.
Of course, though their cries sounded miserable, they had merely been incapacitated and had not suffered any serious injuries.
Having mastered the Seven Nights Assassination Technique to its essence, Fang Li had merely used a few tricks to intensify the pain of those he struck, bringing down every attacker without leaving any lasting harm.
Even so, the sight was still terrifying.
"W-What kind of person is that...?"
Kureia, who was leading the Knight Order and Guard Corps in their pursuit of Fang Li, was filled with shock.
"With strength like that, his level must