Having a legion of Chaos Space Marines is quite tempting, but the premise is that Kharn has to survive, with his current strength, and eight Chaos Space Marines in direct conflict, there is almost no possibility of victory.

  "Sit back!" Tang Dun threw away all his thoughts and focused on responding to the current predicament.

  Seris was very obedient, and after floating over, she made a flying pounce and sat on the back of the unicorn, hugging Tang Dun's waist.

  Dangton immediately kicked his horse's belly, the unicorn galloped wildly, like a streak of cloud in the sky, and instantly pulled away some distance.

  "Not bad, in the heat of battle, it's taboo to have a wandering mind." For Tang Don being able to resist temptation and not continuing to ask about hateful knowledge, Holma gave him a high evaluation. This young man knew when to do what.

  Waaah...

  Seris tightly hugged Danton, her cheek against his back, feeling at ease, finally burst into tears.

  Chased by a group of ugly and ferocious stitched monsters, the young death witch was almost scared to death, thinking that this time she would really die.

  Eight hateful ones saw their enemies about to flee and let out angry, hoarse bellows from their throats, throwing the weapons in their hands with all their might.

  The broad blade of the door panel, with a loud whooshing sound, shot towards Tong Dun.

  "Watch out, there's one coming at you!" Mo Tian warned, seeing a battle blade shooting straight for Tang Don's back.

  "Don't be afraid, it's all right." Tong Dun comforted Seres, turned sideways, his right hand tightly grasped the battle axe, and met the incoming war blade with a giant seal.

  With a loud crash, the massive magical war axe chopped heavily onto the battle blade, its enormous power sending it flying off to the side, grazing the right flank of the war horse as it shot past, before embedding itself into the ground and creating a large crater.

  The rest of the war blades also brushed past Tang Dun, either crashing into the ground or smashing against the walls on both sides.

  Dust flew about, stones splashed wildly, and struck against Tongdon's armor with a loud clang.

  Fortunately, the unicorn was a soul mount and would not panic even with dense gravel on its body. If it were an ordinary horse, it would have been frightened out of control and Tang Don would have fallen to his death.

  After turning onto a street, Tandon slowed the unicorn down slightly, Seres sat unsteadily, if it was too fast, she would be thrown off.

  "Hold on tight." Danton still had some lingering fear, the power of hatred was too great, his full-strength Giant Seal hadn't even blocked the War Blade, and instead let it shoot back.

  With a fierce running, the sturdy thighs trampled on the ground, producing a huge sound, just like war drums rumbling.

  These guys just won't give up, making it impossible for anyone to catch their breath.

  "Return to the hideout and leave this district through the transmission array. These stitched monsters are brainless, they will keep chasing us non-stop until they receive new orders."

  Just as Hollander finished speaking, a young man appeared from around the corner of the street about 100 meters away, panting heavily.

  "Robinson!" Danton's pupils suddenly contracted, grasping the single-handed axe tightly, subconsciously wanting to tighten the reins and turn away.

  Robinson was already a Soul Stage Five before entering the dungeon, and with his innate talent and this period of hard training, he had reached the peak of Soul Stage Five.

  Tang Dun had no chance of winning against him at all.

  "Thunderton?" Robinson's face was full of surprise, he thought the surviving fish would be Duren, but it turned out to be that ordinary civilian who wasn't even a mage back then.

  The magic book fell silent, casting no text to guide Danton, except that it wanted to see how the new master would react in this adversity, and this unexpected encounter was also a great test of his mental state. As long as Danton could get through it, it would greatly boost his confidence.

  Robinson was indeed a genius of Morning Mist Town, immediately calming down, chanting incantations, and his staff simultaneously drew mysterious symbols, accelerating the casting speed.

  A large flame magic circle formed in front of Robinson, and then continuously shot out a burst of fireballs.

  "Rich in battle experience." Holma couldn't help but praise.

  Robinson chanted the spell extremely quickly, not only without error but also choosing the most correct magic.

  This is a magical flame hail bomb. Once formed, it will continuously fire ten flame bombs in a row. Although the power is not great, it wins with speed and sufficient quantity.

  Robinson's tactical aim was simple: shoot Downton before he got close.

  In the creed of the Law-Abiding Mages, there is an eternal and unchanging theorem: distance determines life and death.

  Every mage will try by all means to kill them before a close combat mage approaches.

  "Give me the tower shield!"

  Danton roared, and at this time it was too late to turn around and retreat. Not to mention that he would expose his back to Robinson, allowing him to attack without any scruples. Before the unicorn could rush out of the main street, he would be blocked by the hated one.

  Only by going all out, in the shortest time to break through Robinson's interception, the gap in combat power is too great, and Tangton can only rely on the extreme speed of the unicorn.

  Maud's elemental arm stretched out and retrieved a double-layered tower shield from the war space at top speed, handing it to Danton.

  Dundon had just caught up, and two fireballs had already brushed past his body. Fortunately, Robinson's rank was not high, and he hadn't learned to lock onto targets with his eyes, or the hit rate would have been frighteningly high.

  Boom!

  A fireball hit the tower shield and exploded into a sky full of fireworks.

  Dundon's arm recoiled backward at the moment of impact, dissipating some of the force, but his body still shook from the blow.

  The flame bomb was only fist-sized, and compared to the coconut-sized fireballs shot out by the elemental tornado, its power was at least five times weaker.

  Dundon dodged over a hundred incendiary bombs, so he had some experience in dealing with fireballs.

  Seeing the flame howitzer's continuous shooting didn't blast down the unicorn, Robinson was somewhat surprised, but what shocked him even more was the mount under his crotch.

  "Soul Steed?" As an outstanding young businessman, Robinson was worldly and knowledgeable. How could he not recognize a Soul Steed? Moreover, the unicorn's unique appearance was enough to prove its value and identity.

  "This underground city is mine, all the spoils of war are mine, you little thief, go die!" Robinson was furious, looking at the unicorn's elegant posture as it galloped away, so angry that he almost spat blood, and released another wave of flame bullet magic.

  No need to ask, Tang Don also knew that the magic array in Robinson's hand was an excellent magic equipment, and the special effect must be to increase the casting speed, otherwise his magic couldn't have been completed so quickly.

  Flames filled the sky.

  "Cerise, activate magic shield."

  Tangton shouted loudly and kicked the horse's belly with great force, causing the unicorn to speed up. The three soul shields on his body also popped out and moved in front of him, intercepting the magical attack.

  "Hmm!" Seres responded with a swing of her staff, unfolding a purple shield that protected the two of them.

  "Deadly Siren?" Robinson finally saw Seres, his eyes almost popping out.

  A fifteen-year-old girl, with the pale skin that was typical of a female ghoul's physiology, had a Gothic charm to her. Robinson couldn't help but swallow his saliva and scream in his heart, this kind of young girl, is exactly his type!

  But the next second, Robinson's face was covered with a gloomy and dark expression, almost dripping with ink. The Death Witch was an aristocrat of the undead tribe and would never get close to humans, but this one was tightly hugging Danton, looking quite dependent on him. How could he not be jealous and resentful to the point of madness?

  A death nymph maid who is obedient to every word, a death nymph magical consultant born with magical affinity, is a great temptation for any magician.

  "Downton, go die!"

  In Robinson's angry roar, he stretched out his left hand, and the ring on his index finger suddenly burst out a blue lightning chain, almost covering the entire long street.

  This is a war rank magic, Robinson originally left it as a trump card, preparing to use it against that black-robed magician.

  Why can't I even take down a single Lawless Tower, while Tang Dong, an ordinary civilian, already has the Death Witch and Soul Steed, and his equipment looks pretty good too.

  Robinson is going to annihilate Downton, otherwise it's hard to dispel the hatred in his heart.

  Lightning struck, thundering on the purple shield, shattering it, then blocked by the double-layered tower shield, spreading.

  Tang Dun's ring on his hand belonged to the magical power, activated a soul shield, and was also blasted. The three soul shields were shaken and on the verge of collapse, and then burst one after another.

  "Holy Shield!"

  Suddenly, a golden light appeared on Tandon's skin, blocking the remaining lightning attack.

  Seris was moved to tears, while Tongdon didn't even think of dodging and instead puffed out his chest, covering himself tightly, not exposing a single bit under the magical attack.

  Homa's strict teachings have borne fruit, and this time the Death Witch has finally made a timely response. Taking advantage of Tangton's hard resistance to lightning, Serese released a shield, protecting the two people before the next wave of fireballs arrived.

  "This is impossible!" Robinson's mouth was agape, like a carp that had been thrown onto the shore and was suffocating. Downton had actually blocked this third-tier war magic, and hadn't suffered any injuries. To think that even he himself wouldn't be able to withstand it completely unscathed if he were to encounter it suddenly.

  "This is impossible." Robinson muttered again, finally unable to bear it and shouted out, "Why are you a Soul Stage Three?"

  Although three semi-transparent spheres were destroyed, what they represented, Robinson couldn't possibly not know. He wanted to crack his head but couldn't understand why Tongdon, who was still an ordinary civilian before entering the underground city, had already rushed to the third stage of the soul, and this promotion speed was too fast.

  The unicorn sprinted rapidly, finally bringing the two people infinitely close, even able to clearly see the sweat on each other's faces.

  "Die!" Danton didn't have the leisure to explain to Robinson, his trump card had been used up, and the other side's next wave of attack was really unbearable.

  Having instructed Seres, Tondon gripped his single-handed axe tightly and charged at Robinson with a giant seal.