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Chapter 1029

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Dean watched Bronk and others leave the winery. They took the carriage that was already prepared at the entrance. After they left, he called the black mage and called a carriage from the side of the street.

Outside the winery was a bustling area. There were often carriages coming here to pull guests, so he didn't have to wait too long.

"Have they come out?" The black mage was surprised to see Dean call a carriage. He had carefully observed all the people that came out of the winery but didn't find anything suspicious.

Dean didn't answer him. He turned around and got into the carriage.

The black mage quickly followed. The coachman whipped the horse and slowly drove the carriage. The coachman asked the two: "Where are you going?"

"Go straight ahead." Dudian ordered.

"Uh, there's no name of the place …" Before the coachman could finish his words, a gold coin bounced onto the chair beside him, causing it to tremble slightly. His eyelids also trembled slightly, and the words in his mouth immediately stopped.

For him, a gold coin was equivalent to half a month's travel. Moreover, the business was booming.

The coachman didn't talk anymore and drove the carriage forward.

"Turn left at the intersection in front." Dean commanded.

"Yes, sir." The coachman hurriedly responded and turned the carriage.

Two hours later, the carriage stopped in front of a magnificent and spacious manor. Outside the manor, there were two knights stationed every 200 meters, all of whom were pioneers. There were 12 knights in silver armor guarding the front gate. Through the gaps of the iron bars of the front gate, Zhang Tie could see the verdant grassland in the manor, which extended far away. At the end of the grassland, there were the outlines of towering buildings.

"It's here?" The black mage was surprised: "We have passed by this street several times before. Why …" Suddenly he realized that the other side was worried about being followed and deliberately took a detour.

Dean got off the carriage. In his field of vision, Bronk and his eight guards had entered the manor in batches. The area of the manor was very large. It was equivalent to the area of five international football fields. Horses could gallop on the gravel path inside the manor.

"Three rulers …" Dudian's eyes flashed as he saw the scene in the manor. In addition to Branck and his eight guards, there were three rulers in the manor. They didn't hide the heat source but their aura was much stronger than the eight guards.

Black mage whispered to Dudian: "We will wait for the night. The vigilance is too strong during the day."

Dean shook his head, "You will think so, but others will think so too. The night is more vigilant. No one would think that someone would dare to break in during the day. For the people here, there is no difference between night and day. They can only hide from the eyes and ears of ordinary knights."

Black mage was startled but immediately felt that Dean's words were reasonable. He asked: "Should we make a plan? Let's first understand the guards here. It's best to sneak in or disguise as a servant."

Dean looked up and glanced around. After a moment he said: "Make some noise to attract his guards. I'll take the opportunity to sneak in and find Branck."

Black mage's eyes widened: "I'll attract his guards? This, isn't this too difficult? You're trying to kill me! " Although he was also a ruler, he was not good at fighting. The other side had seven or eight rulers. Letting him attract the firepower was no different from sending himself to death. He felt that Dean was ready to use him as a sacrificial pawn. Suddenly, another idea came to his mind.

Dean indifferently said: "You can't think of things in this way. First of all, you will attract the firepower and they will chase you. Once they catch up with you and find out that Branck and their master are missing, they will soon understand that they have fallen into a trap. They will know that you have accomplices. Will they still kill you? Of course not. They will torture you and make you confess. "

"At this time, I can kidnap Branck and come back to rescue you. At that time, you will be alive and Branck will fall into our hands. It will be killing two birds with one stone. At most, you will suffer a little."

Black mage was stunned and looked at him.

After a few seconds, he suddenly reacted. It seemed … that it was the truth.

However, he wasn't a person who could be fooled by a few words. He doubtfully asked: "How can you be sure that you will catch Branck? In case you can't catch him and the plan fails, then I will fall into their hands. Won't I die? "

"Because I need the thunderbolt filter. So I will catch him." Dean indifferently said: "If it wasn't for the fact that the other forces in the city or the lord of Nile would come to support us, then you wouldn't need to do anything. I can solve it by myself. But it's not safe enough. In case they have some special ability and are pinned down, then things will go to an unpredictable step."

Black mage was stunned when he saw that Dean had taken reinforcements into consideration. He suddenly felt that Dean's considerations were more thorough than his own. No wonder Dean was able to sneak into the Bourne family and arrest him so easily.

At this moment, they had a common goal. He suddenly felt that it was a good thing to have a partner like Dean. He thought for a moment: "According to you, the more guards I attract, the greater the chance of success?"

"Yes."

Black mage took a deep breath: "Alright, I'll do it!"

Dean was more or less surprised as he looked at Black mage. He thought that he would have to waste a lot of time. He didn't expect Black mage to think it through.

Dark mage agreed very quickly. But he had already thought about it. Even if he refused, Dean would send him. He was now a prisoner and had no choice. So it was better to take the initiative to agree. Moreover he felt that he was useful to Dean. Dean wouldn't abandon him so easily as long as he could capture Branck.

His heart was full of confidence as he thought about the terrifying tail blade that Dean had used to suppress him. Although his fighting strength belonged to the lower level of the dominators, but his vision wasn't bad. He could see that Dean was an abyss expert!

No matter how strong Branck was, it would be difficult for him to resist an abyss expert.

After making the decision, the black magician and Dean discussed the details again. Then he went to the side of the manor alone and suddenly appeared. He killed the two knights in front of the side wall and then flew into the manor like a roc spreading its wings. He quickly rushed towards the castles in the distance.

"Enemy attack!"

"Someone broke in!"

"Someone, come quickly! Someone has broken in!"

Alarms sounded all over the manor. A large number of patrolling knights quickly rushed to the front of the castle. They saw the black mage rushing towards them.

Black mage was wearing a mask. He roared as he rushed into the patrolling knights. He was like a wolf in a flock of sheep. He killed several people in an instant. His attacks were extremely cruel. In a short time his whole body was stained with blood.

"You're courting death!" A thunderous roar echoed from the top of the castle. A figure flew out from the top floor of the castle. He was holding a golden spear as he attacked the black mage.

Black mage roared as he threw the knight next to him. Puff! The golden spear pierced through the knight's body. The latter didn't care about the life or death of the knight.

"Blood feud! I'll kill you!!" The Black Mage roared towards the sky, his voice echoing throughout several ancient castles. He entered his demonic body and leaped up to meet the golden divine spear. His demonized hand slapped the spear's shaft, and with a bang, he felt his hand go numb from the impact. He couldn't help but shiver in fear. He borrowed the force to retreat and turned into a black shadow, fleeing at top speed.

"Want to leave?" The young man with the golden spear roared, and a pair of dragon wings extended from his back. His entire body was demonized, and his golden armor cracked and fell to the ground. He turned into a golden dragon and chased after the Dark Sorcerer.

At the same time, four figures suddenly flew out of the castle and followed closely behind him.

"Get out! Get out!" Black mage roared as he looked at the patrolling knights. He was flustered and exasperated. He could feel that in addition to the youth with the golden spear, there were four more people chasing after him. Their strength wasn't inferior to his. He didn't dare to think about fighting against five people. He just wanted to escape as far as possible to buy time for Dean.

He knew that the longer he delayed, the higher the chance of Dean's success and the greater his chance of survival. Therefore, he had to try his best to attract Dean's firepower. He even deliberately talked about blood feud to let Brank know that he was his enemy. Once he let such an enemy go, who knew where he would hide and shoot arrows at him in the future?

That was why Branck would definitely send more people to chase after him, just to be safe!

However, if he sent four more people at once, once they caught up to him or pinned him down, he would probably be defeated very quickly.

Whoosh!

The Dark Magician charged into the group of patrolling knights like a tyrannosaurus, waving his sharp claws and tearing apart the knights blocking his way. The soles of his feet left huge pits in the ground as he charged out of the manor in the blink of an eye. He immediately ran toward the crowded streets.

Whoosh!

The golden dragon roared as it chased after him at full speed.





"Father, is this ruler your enemy?" Inside the ancient castle, in front of the window of an office stood a handsome blonde young man. He had sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips that appeared a little sharp and fickle. At this moment, he was looking into the distance and only withdrew his gaze after he saw the golden wyvern and the four people behind him disappear from his sight. Then, he asked Bolenc who was sitting in the office, who was grading documents.

Branck said indifferently: "Since he broke into here, naturally he is my enemy."

The golden-haired youth looked at his father's calm expression, and his heart was filled with admiration, yearning, and worship. Ever since he was young, no matter what happened, his father was always so calm, as if nothing could make him lose his composure.

"Although our family's businesses have some grey income, but it shouldn't provoke such an enemy. Is it a wizard?" The blonde youth asked curiously.

"That I don't know." Branck said indifferently, "I've offended too many people in this line of work, too many to count. Maybe it's a sorcerer whose witchcraft was stolen, or a child of a broken family who went astray and grew up to become a Ruler with hatred in his heart. Maybe it's a bastard child of a woman …"

The blonde youth was startled. He couldn't help but sigh softly.

Indeed, a tall tree attracts the wind. Apart from the people they offended, the people their family's subordinates offended outside would also blame it on them. There were too many enemies to count …

However, he wasn't afraid. Instead, he felt proud. The number of enemies meant that they were extraordinary.

After all, the more ordinary a person was, the fewer enemies they had.

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind at his neck. The air turned cold, as if winter had suddenly arrived. He couldn't help but look at the window behind him. The trees in the courtyard outside were filled with yellowed maple leaves. It was still autumn. Why was it so cold?

When he retracted his gaze and was about to ask his father more questions, he suddenly noticed that there was another figure in the room.

It was a young man in a black robe with a hood over his head. However, the hood had already been taken off, revealing a leopard mask on his face. It was a little strange.

"A wizard!" The blonde youth's pupils shrank. He immediately recognized the attire. He couldn't help but open his mouth to shout, but the next moment, he felt his body stiffen. It was as if the blood in his body had solidified. His limbs were frozen, and he couldn't move. The intense fear made his mouth open, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only hear his heart pounding madly.

He never thought that there would be anything that could frighten him to this extent. Even if it was a poisonous snake that he hated the most, he wouldn't be so scared that he couldn't speak. However, at this moment, he felt an indescribable fear. It was even more terrifying than seeing thousands of poisonous snakes in front of him. He couldn't tell what he was afraid of. It was obviously a human.

Branck's face was gloomy. His eyes were fixed on the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. Even with his perception, he couldn't figure out how this person came here.

Moreover, he suddenly realized that sending the four guards to chase after him seemed to be a wrong choice. It was the simplest strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but he had fallen into it!

"Who are you?" Branck took a deep breath. Under the table, his palm moved very slowly to the bottom of the drawer. There was a button there. At this time, he saw Dean take off the mask. His heart sank.

The other side wasn't afraid of revealing his true face. It meant that today's matter wouldn't end well!

Whoosh!

He quickly touched the button.

Puff!

The table suddenly cracked. It seemed that the function of the button was to split the table. Branck's finger had just touched the button, but before he could press it, the table had already cracked. Even the wires behind the button were cut and destroyed.

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