Due to the thick fog and the high temperature at the city gate, there were no pursuers for the time being, and everyone relaxed. Only Horn still looked solemn.
He knew better than anyone else about old Douglas' abilities. He also knew that nothing in Leon City could pose a threat to him, but he was still worried!
However, worry was useless. He could only choose to trust and set foot on the journey to the God - Forsaken Land with firm belief!
Just then, a reddish - brown warhorse galloped towards the rear of Leon City, kicking up a cloud of dust!
When the warhorse suddenly stopped in front of Horn and the others, everyone could finally see the horse and the rider on it clearly.
The warhorse was entirely red, with faint scale marks on its body and sharp teeth. It was obviously not an ordinary horse but a high - level warhorse with the blood of a magical beast.
On the warhorse sat a man wearing silver - white light armor. There was a long sword with a gorgeous cyan scabbard hanging from his waist, and he wore a fine cyan cloak. His graying long hair was tied up at the back of his head, but his face was very young.
"What happened in Leon City?" the man asked haughtily from his warhorse.
"A powerful wizard caused trouble in the city," Enoch stepped forward and said. Among them, Enoch was the most suitable one to communicate with others.
The man looked into the distance at Leon City and noticed the damaged city gate. Then he glanced at the burns on Horn and the others. The damaged city gate, and this group of people who seemed to have just escaped from the city with burns on their bodies, looked extremely suspicious.
"You can't leave for the moment. Come back to Leon City with me!" the man said to the wild witches in a commanding tone.
"Please, sir, we're in a hurry and can't go with you. Can you be more lenient?" Enoch said meekly.
He also took out a small stack of gold coins from his pocket and respectfully offered them to the man.
The man slapped the gold coins out of Enoch's hand, drew his long sword from his waist, pointed it at everyone, and shouted:
"Then don't blame me! I'm Marcus, the guardian knight of Prince Grady. Please come back with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fireball the size of a human head flew towards his head. It was Horn's fireball spell!
They didn't have time to argue with this so - called guardian knight, nor could they go to Leon City with him. And judging from the man's attitude, he definitely wouldn't let them leave. So there was only one way left.
Kill him!
Looking at the oncoming fireball, the man narrowed his eyes. A cyan whirlwind instantly wrapped around his sword, and he swung it hard at the fireball. The fireball split apart with the strong wind.
Under the flames, the man's cloak fluttered in the wind. After the flames dissipated, Marcus was completely unharmed!
And the warhorse seemed slightly excited in the face of the flames!
"Damn it!" Horn gritted his teeth and said. Where did this expert come from? Couldn't they just leave smoothly?
They had already left Leon City, but unexpectedly encountered such a tricky opponent!
Marcus' lips curled up slightly, looking like a sneer or as if he had found something interesting!
"So you're wizards? And there are so many of you. Then I definitely can't let you leave!"
Before he could finish speaking, an arc of electricity struck him, making him tremble slightly!
It turned out that Horn had cast an arc spell on him again!
After that, various spells such as vines, flames, wind blades, and cold air all hit him at once.
However, none of them had any effect!
A cyan wind surrounded Marcus, blowing away the wild witches' spells. These low - level attacks couldn't cause him any harm at all.
And Enoch's illusion spell couldn't even be cast on this man!
There wasn't even a process of being hit and then breaking free!
At this time, Annie had completed her summoning spell. A huge hawk pounced on Marcus, and Annie's order to it was to entangle Marcus.
"Hurry up, let's go first!"
Everyone quickly ran away, leaving a summoned beast to entangle Marcus.
But how long could a first - level magical beast last in front of Marcus?
Only thirty seconds! And that was only because it could fly!
As the body of the hawk, cut in two, fell to the ground, Marcus suddenly exerted force in the direction where everyone had fled and chased after them at an extremely fast speed. While running, he threw his long sword out, which directly pierced Qingfeng's chest!
Qingfeng fell limply, his eyes full of despair. He had just started his free life. Why was he going to die?
Marcus indifferently pulled his long sword out of Qingfeng's body and was about to continue the pursuit.
Seeing Qingfeng fall, Horn gritted his teeth and stopped, facing Marcus.
He was the most powerful here, so only he could stop Marcus. Otherwise, the result would surely be the complete annihilation of the group. At least he could put up a fight.
If the other wild witches were to resist, they couldn't even buy time, and he wouldn't be able to escape either!
Horn tightly grasped his staff. First, he cast a water mist spell to try to confuse this guy's vision, and then they could leave.
After casting the water mist spell, just as he was about to cast a fireball to test the waters, a strong sense of crisis hit him!
He quickly threw himself to the side, but he was still too slow!
A sharp gust of wind swept past his ear! It was the third - order divine spell, the North Wind's Thorn!
It had taken Reeves a long time to cast this attack, but this man cast it casually!
Although Horn managed to dodge the most powerful part of the North Wind's Thorn, his left eye and the skin around it were torn by the gale, and his ear was also cut with a deep wound!
His eye...
Shattered!
At the same time, a gust of wild wind blew from Marcus' body, and the water mist spell dissipated in just a short while!
"Oh? Only your eye was injured? You're a bit capable after all." Marcus said frivolously, "But you definitely won't be able to dodge the next attack!"
Blood flowed continuously from the wound, and waves of excruciating pain hit Horn. He could only endure the pain and stand ready, waiting for the next attack from this unexpectedly powerful guardian knight!
Now, it seemed that Horn was helpless.
Just then, a loud explosion came from Leon City!
Even from a distance, one could see that in Leon City, a flame giant about ten meters tall was running amok, and huge boulders were constantly rolling in the city.
That was the scene of old Douglas' battle!
Marcus looked back, his pupils suddenly shrinking. He immediately gave up the idea of continuing to chase Horn and the others. A gust of wind rose around him, and he rushed towards Leon City!
He didn't even ride his horse!
But his speed was far faster than that of the horse!
While running, Marcus kept muttering:
"Your Highness, you must be okay!"
Was it over? Just like that?
Horn stood there in a daze for a long time. Did this mean that his teacher had saved him again?
His consciousness gradually blurred. The heavy blood loss made him dizzy. Vaguely, he seemed to see the other wild witches who had escaped come back, surround him, and anxiously treat his wounds.
But at this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
Get stronger!