The Legend of Fatality

King Charles's guards continued to come, but the men in black and those wearing the uniforms of the Billy guards under the command of Talkan separated a group of people to guard the entrance of the hall. A few swordsmanship of the remaining people pressed Peverly and his men in the corner.

Most of the rest rushed to King Charles, and four or five people rushed to the defenseless crowd. They attacked guests and servants ... anyone who blocked them. There are many deaths. At least five lords were killed and twelve were injured at the banquet. Many servants were defenseless. This is a massacre.

King Charlie had a serious face and stood at the front. Five bodies had fallen down beside him. The assassin still screamed at the king with the slogan of revenge.

Catherine stood, Lotel walked toward the crowd with a sword, the assassin was not his opponent at all, and soon he made a way. She has known Sarah for six years. Sarah-the most sensible, reasonable, and calmest of her girls-was cut down like an animal. Suddenly, she wanted to stay away from that room and stay with Jane and Nia safely.

Catherine shuddered, when Sir Roland came.

"Thank goodness, Your Highness, you are fine." Sir Roland's face was pale, his jacket was smashed, and there was blood on it. "This is a massacre." Sir Roland burst into tears.

Catherine whimpered and asked. "Lotelle and I were supposed to be in that room too. This should be our pre-wedding rehearsal dinner. Do you think if Lotel is here, will they try to kill him?"

Sir Roland nodded coldly. "Yes, Your Highness. But it may not be possible now, Prince Lothal with the sword. But are these people Peverly's?"

"No, I haven't seen these people." Catherine shook her head. "But I know Talkan, he is the brother of Ambrose."

"If the Novin family betrayed, then Bill Barry is also dangerous." Sir Roland said after thinking for a moment.

"If this is the Vengeance's revenge, why did Tarcan impersonate Ambrose to tell me that Bill Barry was going to invade?"

"He probably intends to take you back to Bill Barry." Sir Roland guessed. "But I don't understand why."

"They will kill me then." Catherine shook her head. "No. They never thought about me. Me or my maid."

"If Bill Bally's invasion is false, why did he risk taking his own hands?" Sir Roland turned to see Lotel starting to fight Tulkan and asked. "He wants to assassinate King Charlie? Then kill the Lord of Burtania as much as possible? But why should he come by himself."

"I don't know." Catherine felt her mind was confused and could not guess their thoughts at all.

Sir Roland said to himself. "This-all this-weddings, lies, assassinations, what is all this for?" Sir Roland shook his head. "Maybe we will never know."

Catherine said: "Fortunately, Lotel was not injured, and he is still here. Many lords are still alive, and fortunately the king is still alive."

"Maybe, I can't say it well." Sir Roland looked at Catherine. "Your Highness, you are now in great danger. I must take you away."

"I'm in danger. I gave Ambrose to Prince Lotel, and I told Lotel and the king about the invasion." Catherine said, her voice low and angry. "I do n’t know how they planned, but if the king dies, I will be condemned. People will think that I am a participant in the plan. I won the support of many people, but if I leave, I will lose the speed of support Faster than I got. "

"But here ..." Sir Roland looked around. There were several guards protecting the ladies. The attention of the assassins was not here. It seemed safe for the time being.

"We must stay here, and my brother and I must stay here." Although Catherine had always wanted to leave here with her maid and go to a safe place. But she forced herself to stay. "Sir Roland, please. Please tell Peverly that he must stay here too."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Sir Roland nodded, hesitating, and ran cautiously in the direction of Peverley.

King Charles still responded silently to the enemy, completely ignoring the impact of the enemy's shouts. But several Wangjia guards had fallen around him.

"I heard that you are called the best swordsman in Burtania." Tarkan said to Lotel while waving his sword. "My brother used to be an excellent swordsman, maybe Bill Bally's best swordsman."

"He's dead, isn't he?" Lothal waved his sword to block, trying to unload Tarkan's sword to the side, but was taken back by the other party. "But I'm more curious about why you are posing as your brother. And still through dirty magic."

"You can go to the bottomless pit and ask yourself." Tarcan found that his sword was not as good as the opponent's, and took a step back, signaling the surrounding assassins to besiege Lotel. Then he looked up and found that the men at the door were almost unstoppable.

"Damn it," Tulkan scolded, and pulled out a crystal from his arms. The dark smoke inside the crystal kept turning, just like there was life. "Use that thing!" He shouted, and then he dropped the crystal on the ground. The crystal hit the ground and shattered. The smoke plummeted into Tarkan as if it were alive.

Other assassins around them also took out the same crystal and started using it. When the smoke entered the assassins, their bodies began to swell, their muscles swelled up, the wounds emitted thick smoke and began to recover.

"Kill the king first, and the others will kill the lord." Talkan's eyes turned red, but he still shouted the order.

Lothal dashed directly and took the opportunity to pierce Tulkan's chest, but Talkan seemed to have no feeling at all, and then he repelled Lotter. The wound on the chest did not even flow out of blood donation, only black smoke. He had seen many monsters and killed many monsters. This situation reminded Lothal of trolls.

"Use fire!" Lotel shouted to the royal guard while resisting these assassins who completely ignored his attack.

Several guards beside King Charles took down the oil lamps on the wall and threw them towards the assassins. The oil lamps shattered and the fuel splashed all over the assassins. Several assassins became firemen. They wailed in pain, but the flames But failed to kill them.

Several young lords picked up the dead man ’s weapons, and most of the assassins were attacking King Charles, which made them barely resist the assassin ’s attack. Those lords who are old or have not been holding swords for a long time are quickly cut down.

"I've seen this kind of witchcraft," King Charlie finally was not silent. "Many years ago, when I was fighting the Night Order, their warriors used this kind of witchcraft props."

"Then you should know that mortals have no power against magic!" Tarkan shouted as he rushed towards the king.

"No, you are wrong." King Charles raised his sword. "The lady will help me!"

As King Charles finished speaking, a beam of light shot from outside the balcony into the hall, shining on King Charles. His sword began to shine dazzlingly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ As King Charles pointed the sword to the assassins shrouded in black smoke, the black smoke from the assassin made a scream, followed by the assassin's own scream .

The black smoke was evaporated and dissipated by the light emitted by the sword, and as the black smoke disappeared, the body of the assassin also began to return to its original state, and quickly aged and withered, leaving only a dry body.

"No!" Talkan screamed, avoiding the light. He found that his men could not resist the light shining from the long sword in King Charles' hands. Under the light of that light, in order to be as possible as possible, the black smoke sucked the life under his own.

"Retreat!" Talkan shouted very reluctantly. He glanced at King Charles and slammed open the window and jumped out of the balcony. Most of the remaining people were stopped by the Wangjia guards and then wiped out. Only two assassins successfully jumped out of the balcony and disappeared into the night with Tarkan.

"Father, are you okay." Lottel asked King Charles after solving the assassin in front of him.

"I'm fine," King Charles nodded.

"Your Majesty, these are definitely not my people. We ..." Peverly hurried to explain.

"I know," King Charlie interrupted Peverley. "But if this fake Ambrose is telling lies, then Bill Barry may be in danger."

"Yes, they can't just assassinate you." Noyes stepped forward. "Otherwise, they must bear the anger of Bill Bally and Burtania. They will only do so if there is a possibility."

"Yes, the war should have begun." King Charles said lightly. "Although the wedding has not yet taken place, I will abide by our agreement. Tomorrow I will call the lord and prepare to go."