Under Shaoko's precise control, the spear quickly dodged the opponent's short wind blade spear and hit the middle-aged mage who was moving and casting. The sixth-level protective spell had no effect at all under the special spell of the Death Mage Group. The protection was broken, and the heart part was also penetrated by the short spear and burned quickly.

After killing the mage, Shaoko continued his attack because at this time the other mages and warriors also began to attack. Shaoko quickly chanted several ancient magic syllables and changed some handprint structures, and the three spears quickly exploded. With the injection of a large amount of magic and mental power of the mage, dozens of green flames quickly formed. These flames quickly wrapped around the mages and some warriors who had no time to dodge due to spell casting attacks, and quickly burned their protective spells and fighting spirit.

When Shaoke faced the mage's torn scroll, he did not dodge at all, because the white-robed scholar was behind him. But even so, the golden wind blade only hit a ripple and explosion on Shaoke's protective spell and then dissipated. Shaoke was just hit by a step.

The other warriors did not stop attacking because of the killing of the mages. Perhaps they had been used to rushing up and the powerless resistance of the single mages in front of them! But these habits completely disappeared in front of Shaoke's attack, and a light blue mist was instantly released by Shaoke. The dreams were entangled, and the warriors wrapped in this spiritual spell did not hold their heads and struggled on the ground. The waves of desolate wails made Shaoke almost feel like fighting on the battlefield. Of course, the war here was far less tragic and crazy than the battlefield, but it was just a bit like it.

After a look at the other soldiers around him who were still in a daze, Shaoko, who was a little excited, released the fourth-level spell of Cutting Ripple twice in a short period of time. Black ripples more than ten meters wide were flying rapidly on both sides of the street, and many low-level warriors gathered here were cut into two sections by the spell. They could not die for a while, but they just struggled and wailed on the ground to seek help from their companions.

"Master Snow Night." The scholars on the side finally spoke out and stopped Shao Ke. "I don't think there is any need to punish them anymore. They are just low-level soldiers who obey orders." As she said that, she glanced at the warriors who were wailing on the ground. Not long ago, these soldiers often laughed at her and even teased her physically, but now they have become like this. This made her unable to accept it for a while.

"You didn't stop me in the bloodier scene before, but now you want to stop me for the person who intends to punish you?" Shaoke suddenly turned around and looked at the white-robed sutra master. His eyes turned red, and the purple hexagram array had appeared in his eyes and slowly turned. All of this seemed to show that the caster's heart was not so calm now.

Just as the mages were talking to each other, the remaining low-priced warriors fled from the street frantically. They were really not used to what they had to encounter tonight. Of course, it was the first time they had seen such a crazy mage, and life was nothing in his eyes. Of course, this was because they did not know Shaoke's past misunderstanding.

Shaoke and the White-robed Sutra were standing at the door of the manor not far from the Master, and neither of them said a word. However, Shaoke dissipated the protective spells on his body, while the White-robed Sutra was still staring at the burning corpses on the streets and the people who were struggling to die tragically. Faced with this situation, she didn't know how to deal with it in the future.

A large group of life rushed towards the inside, which quickly attracted Shaoke's attention. The crowd soon arrived at Shaoke and the others on the other side of the street. The leader was a young mage, and behind the mage was a female mage in gold robe, that is, the white robe's sutra master. But behind them were several low-level mages and some warriors. However, through the fuzzy sense of mental power, Shaoke quickly noticed that there were two lurkers hidden in the dark beside the young mage. However, because their rank was too low, it was impossible to conceal Shaoke's mental detection at all.

"This mage, did you cause the killing in front of you?" The young mage looked at some of the situation on the streets and then turned his eyes to Shaoke. As for the protective spells on the white-robed sutra, he was also a little surprised. "You did this to have a great impact on our work. I hope you can explain to me why this happens.

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The mage's words did not give Shaoke any answers at all. He really had no conversation with those low-level mages. All this originated from the images of ancient spellcasters and some ancient spellcasters.

Shao Kedi's failure to answer does not mean that the white-robed sutra master is silent. She saluted the young master

Then he quickly explained the reason for the incident tonight. After that, he waved his hand to signal the white-robed sutra to stop the conversation. Then he said, "Go to my place! I can guarantee your safety there." After that, he glanced at the golden-robed mage beside him. "You sisters have agreed. I think you will be safer when you come to my place." As he said that, he turned his eyes on Shaoke again, frowned and stopped talking.

The white-robed sutra master glanced at the golden-robed mage, then looked at the young mage and the earthlings behind him. Finally, he turned his gaze on Shaoke. "No. I just came back to get some items. I plan to live in my friend's place in the future.

"As he said that, he apologized for rituals to the mage. However, the young mage didn't say anything, but just shook his hand to show that he knew.

The golden robe mage next to him was about to say something, but the young robe mage held her hand and stopped it. "Everyone has the right to make his own choice, and we cannot change it." He said, sighing softly, and then said to the white robe master: "If there is anything, you can go where we are at any time. I think I will provide you with enough protection." As he said that, he glanced at the dead body on the ground, and stayed there with a look of ugly face and didn't know what to think.

After hearing the words of the White-robed Sutra Master, Shaoke was happy. Then he ignored the young mage and others, and followed the White-robed Sutra Master into the manor where she was. Looking at the White-robed Sutra Master's face with a pale face, Shaoke couldn't help but whisper: "I can protect you. No one dares to disrespect you in my place. And there is no need for you to salute to that mage. He is just a fourth-level mage." Speaking of this, Shaoke looked at the White-robed Sutra Master with some discomfort. He felt that the other party had changed a lot during this period.

"But his family still has some power here. If it weren't for their family's help, we might have left this world long ago." The white-robed sutra sighed softly. She didn't want to explain too much, because she was not feeling well now. The sisters had accepted another man, and this acceptance was not passive, but active, and all of this made her feel very uncomfortable. And she didn't expect that the other party would decide to live in the mage today.

The items of the White-Roman Sutra Master were very simple, with only some scattered ordinary books and a few magic materials. Looking at the piled up items, the White-Roman Sutra Master looked at Shaoke for help, because her magic bag had been plundered by those high-level mages many years ago.

The current situation of the Master of Jing Ke made Shaoke feel very sad. Finally, he took out a magic bag and handed it to the Master of Jing Ke, and then put the ordinary items in the magic bag with his own hands. "We will be much better in the future. Those who have bullied you, I think they will definitely be revenge as they deserve." When the last stack of ordinary paper was placed in the magic bag, Shaoke said the above words. But the Master of White Robe just tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth. She didn't believe that the other party had that ability, because the situation here was too complicated. She felt that even the former Blizzard Legion did not have the ability to deal with the situation of falling in the imperial capital. However, she mentioned these to Shaoke during the day today, so she did not want to mention anything here again.

Everything was finished, and then, with the white-robed sutra master's low sigh, the two left here and walked outside.

"Master Xueye, I think you should live here for one night. Under our protection, the people from the mercenary group that you just hunted will not cause any harm to you." After seeing Shaoke appear, the young mage stepped forward to persuade the wizard. However, Shaoke not only did not feel grateful for the mage's words, but was very disgusted. This was because the other party did not salute him. If the white-robed scholar on the side knew that Shaoke's temper had grabbed him in time, then there would be no change in what would happen later.

Under the restraint of the white-robed sutra, Shaoke tried hard to calm the anger in his heart, and then turned his head and walked towards the direction he came. As for what the young mage said, Shaoke did not listen or answer a word. Of course, his behavior aroused great dissatisfaction from the young mage, but under the soft comfort of the golden-robed mage, the young mage gave up the idea of ​​judging something with Shaoke, and instead grabbed the female mage's little hand tightly, enjoying the comfort of the golden-robed mage with a smile.

Perhaps because Shaoko was killed when he came, many people fighting on the street disappeared. Until the Fabai-robed scholar followed Shaoko to his residence, there was no other killing except for killing two groups of low-level warriors fighting and some lurkers following them.
Chapter completed!