Chapter 320 Wynn and the Attack

Wynn Ting, this middle-aged man in his thirties is a not-so-good trainee-level ranger. He used to be a somewhat skilled adventurer, but that was a long time ago. Now he has a An even more prominent identity—the deputy consul of the Dragon Roar Kingdom.

Although there is an official position of consul, it can be seen from the word "deputy" that he is not in charge of politics. The position of a deputy is more of a cover for his "certain" actions, and those things are generally kept secret. Shameful, so as the person who handles these things, Wynn has always been unknown in front of the public, and if something "bad" happens, this rather sinister-looking adjutant must be the first to come out and take the blame .

But Wynn doesn't complain about this "underground" work.

A country needs leaves and flowers in the light, as well as roots and mud in the dark. Wynn loves this country very much. He loves this country that is full of tolerance and can bring a place even to foreigners. He is more loyal to "that" Majesty , because everything in this country was bestowed by "that" majesty, therefore, even though his duties as an "underground consul" were hard and unrewarding, Wynn still enjoyed it for ten years.

This day is a seemingly ordinary night. As usual, after dealing with public affairs and "private affairs" that are "shady", Huai En, who is in a good mood, endures exhaustion and greets his two guards After that, he walked unhurriedly to his own house.

Wynn has always disliked riding in a carriage. He thinks that even if he has a bit of dragon blood, his body will become weak if he does not exercise for a long time, and walking like this on the road, Wynn can see the people of this country living and working in peace and contentment. He especially likes the joyful play of children on the street - only a peaceful country can see the smiling faces of children, of course, and the people walking on the street - under the wise governance of "Your Majesty", this country has grown a lot. Not a single person died of cold and starvation in 2010, and everyone’s faces were rosy and confident—this is the expectation for a better future brought about by hope.

The guards next to Wynn are two thirteenth-level official soldiers. They are all rigorous soldiers. They are qualified to be the city lord of one side in any city. This also reflects Wynn's "" The importance of "Deputy Consul", with two official-level strong personal protection, even if encountering a master-level assassin, there is a chance to escape.

Walking on the dimly lit road, seeing that the spire of his house was faintly visible, Wynn put down the rigid and serious mask on his face and said to the soldier on the left:

"Today I heard that Baiyan Town held a celebration to celebrate the disappearance of Fengleiying. If I remember correctly... Gelu, your hometown is in Baiyan Town. You don't need to continue escorting today. Go back to your hometown to participate in the celebration." .

"No, Lord Wynn, His Majesty specifically told you that you must protect Lord Wynn recently. The celebrations in your hometown... There will be opportunities in the future. I thank you for your kindness."

The man with armor on his face seriously declined Wynn's concern.

Seeing the seriousness of his subordinates, Wynn didn't insist anymore. He patted the armor of the tall warrior and said with emotion:

"Don't worry, as long as His Majesty is here, this country will always be peaceful. Your Majesty has given us all a place to live. It... is really a great king!"

Speaking of "Your Majesty" in his mouth, Wynn showed strong respect and admiration on his face.

"Yes, it is because of His Majesty that this country can live and work in peace and contentment in this prosperous area. It is hard to imagine that one can support the "Dragon Roar Kingdom" for everyone from scratch. How great is His Majesty..."

Looking at the badge carved into a dragon's head on his chest, the soldier named Gelu also expressed his heartfelt emotion.

But... the night is like water, bottomless, and before you know it, the whole street gradually quiets down.

Gru's turbulent mood hadn't calmed down yet, suddenly, a cold sense of danger pierced his brow directly, like a needle prick.

The soldiers who have experienced countless lives and deaths on the battlefield burst instantly. What frightened him most was that this terrifying sense of danger was like a red-hot iron, giving the soldier an urge to turn around and run away. He has never been in the most dangerous situation. At this moment, this seasoned warrior instinctively knew the meaning of this feeling-death, one blow will kill.

"hateful"!

There is no time for hesitation, and it is impossible for him to dodge while standing next to Wynn, and Wynn, whose reaction ability is far inferior to that of a formal-level powerhouse, has not yet sensed the danger, which means that this soldier must be tough in the face of the coming attack resist.

Without even having time to exclaim, Gru instantly ignited his own vitality, drained all his battle energy and released it on his chest in an attempt to resist. At this moment, the khaki earth-type battle energy seemed to turn into an indestructible rock, unshakable Standing in front of all disasters, the reaction speed and determination of a seasoned warrior are fully reflected at this moment!

"Official-level soil-type fighting skills—solid as a rock"!

"Official level warrior secret method - life burning"!

At this moment, there was only one thought in Gru's mind:

"The enemy is too powerful, I must not be instantly killed, I must warn the police immediately..."

After improving his defense as much as possible, Gru opened his mouth to shout loudly with the last bit of strength, but...

"Master-level conjuration--dissociation"!

I saw a finger-thin miserable green ray instantly crossing an unknown distance to reach the shield made by Gru, but just when the "dissociation" ray was about to come into contact with this huge earth-type vindictive shield that had already turned into a solid body At that moment, a colored film of light abruptly opened up in the little gap between the giant shield and the "disintegration" ray.

"Metamagic Technique - Double Casting"

"Master-level conjuration spells - any door"!

The opening of the arbitrary door is opened behind the warrior, and the thin light door is almost close to the warrior's armor and opens instantly. At this point, a arbitrary door spell forms two openings, one in and one out, and turns into two thin lines. The colorful light film directly sandwiches the warrior Gru in the middle.

Without the slightest pause to slow down, the fleeting rays of the "Dissociation Technique" entered the entrance of any door directly in front of Gru without hindrance, and then appeared directly behind the soldier through the exit of the "Any Door".

So, with the cooperation of any door, under Gru's horrified eyes, under the silence of the night, the vindictive shield that Gru tried his best to build didn't work at all. Life and death in the throat.

Finally, when Wynn, who was vigilant from the emotional mood, reacted, the warrior named Gru had already turned into crystal green powder together with his thick armor and passed away in the wind.