[White Wolf] Bazel and Princess Ymir of Oma had a secret discussion and cooperation, and had already reached a preliminary intention.
As for the petty quarrel on the second floor of the tavern, it did not catch the eyes of the two big shots.
But no one expected that the gas bomb on Ren's body was suddenly detonated.
Although this level of toxins is not much of a threat to top experts like them who have unlocked five gene chains.
But this explosion triggered a chain reaction.
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Outside the house, several masters of the Omar Royal Sacrifice Group who were waiting for a signal naturally discovered an abnormal explosion that suddenly occurred in the "Hyacinth Tavern" for the first time.
According to intelligence, only the eldest princess and Bazar were talking secretly in that tavern.
They couldn't help but wonder, this strange explosion must have been caused by some kind of accident.
Although they haven't seen the signal to take action yet, they decided to take action immediately.
The next moment, several lurking masters burst out with aura and rushed forward quickly.
For the "werewolf", a magical subhuman race with an extremely sensitive sense of danger, this movement was like the sun suddenly bursting out in the dark night, causing his eyes to hurt.
... ..
There are so many top masters appearing suddenly, but you still can’t understand the situation
[White Wolf] Bazel thinks that if anyone tries to take any luck again, he will be the one in charge!
Therefore, he decided to strike first.
The werewolf's perception allowed him to detect the movement outside earlier than Ymir. Just when Ymir was completely unprepared, he suddenly got angry and transformed into a werewolf to attack the princess of the Omar Empire.
Then there was the exaggerated movement that Ren saw, most of the tavern was destroyed.
... .
"Is this the world's top powerhouse who has unlocked the fifth-level gene chain? It's so terrifying..."
Looking at the ruins in front of him, Ren's eyelids twitched violently.
The power of this single blow alone was comparable to the individual rocket launcher in the previous life.
Naturally, Renn never expected that by such a coincidence, he would meet [White Wolf] Bazel, the leader of the "White Wolf Phantom Thieves", the ceiling of the Phantom Thieves industry, in the tavern where Pixis planned to murder him.
What's even more coincidental is that he seems to be involved in some big event inexplicably.
Sure enough, my luck was as bad as ever after traveling through time.
Renn looked hopeless and complained in his heart.
Thinking back carefully, aren't this man and woman the suspicious customer in the corner of the store before
But at the same time, he also became curious. So this majestic silver giant wolf was Bazel, so who was the injured woman
If he can withstand this blow and still survive, he must be a top-notch strongman.
No need for Lane to guess.
Soon, the woman's identity was also revealed.
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In the blink of an eye after the explosion, there were only a few whooshing sounds of wind and a flash of light and shadow.
In the blink of an eye, Ren saw a few more people on the street near the tavern.
A knight with a huge sword wearing heavy armor, an old man in black robe holding a staff, a man in a cloak with his head hidden and his tail exposed, and a "rich, handsome" young man surrounded by several guards.
It's not that Ren knew the young man, but because the guy's dress was so eye-catching that it was not difficult for people to guess that his identity must be very noble.
The young man has cool blond hair, green eyes and sharp eyebrows, and his face is actually a half-gas mask made of pure gold. Exquisitely crafted high leather boots, an aristocratic black dress, and a double row of solid gold buttons on the chest engraved with a golden griffon pattern.
It is not difficult to guess the young man's identity if he is qualified to put the exclusive coat of arms of the royal family, the Spurgeon family, on his buttons.
"A member of the Omar royal family?"
Renn saw the blond man's attire and guessed the identity of the visitor, but his brows suddenly furrowed.
He wouldn't be surprised to meet these people elsewhere.
But these guys actually came to the "Black Market Fair" of the Phantom Thieves
A sheep entering a tiger's mouth
Even though the few people in front of me seem to be boss-level people, it doesn't necessarily mean that you can come to the bandit's base camp and run rampant!
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Obviously, [White Wolf] Bazel thinks so too.
Being plotted against in his own territory, can this silver wolf endure his violent temper
"Haimos, you old guy is actually here? I thought you would die of old age in the Imperial Capital of Omar..."
Bazel saw the old man holding the staff, and a look of solemnity flashed in his wolf eyes.
After all, this [Yama] Hemos Zakaria, who is one of the "Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters" along with himself, is the top master in the field of elemental mage.
"Bazel, the last time we met was ten years ago. It seems that your temper has not changed... You werewolves have a long lifespan, which is really an enviable talent."
Black Moss's whole body was filled with demonic energy. Looking from a distance, the black mage robe on his body looked like the burning black flames of hell, giving people a feeling of scorching destruction even from a distance.
Bazel sneered and asked in a deep voice: "Why, there was no winner ten years ago, and you still want to try today?"
Hearing this, the great palace mage shook his head and responded calmly: "His Royal Highness the eldest prince is coming to quell the banditry. As a teacher, I naturally have to give up my old bones to do my best. Powerful."
"Ah?"
As if he heard something ridiculous, Bazel snorted coldly.
At this time, he glanced at the young man wearing the gold gas mask, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Oh, look who I saw? The eldest prince of Omar, Quentin Spuglin, was here in person. Now, should I, Bazel, feel honored?"
In the face of absolute strength, the status of a noble cannot make Bazel take a second look.
Hearing this contemptuous tone, the eldest prince said nothing. His arrogant eyes seemed to make him feel that even talking to such a despicable monster thief was an insult.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
At this time, the man in black robe next to Quentin took a step forward and said with a relaxed smile: "Your Excellency Bazel, there is no need to waste time. Even if your subordinates come down, they can't save you."
"Yo ho?"
When someone saw what he was planning, Bazel sneered and didn't care at all.
Instead, the silver wolf showed a mocking look on his face and glanced at a few people: "Do you really think you've defeated me? Do you really think that my 'White Wolf Group' and these hundreds of thousands of brothers are just a show-off?"
It's not that he's arrogant, it's just a fact.
Even if the few people coming across from them are the top ministers of Omar Palace, if they really want to kill themselves, it will not be possible for a while.
But if a fight really breaks out, will the brothers of his "White Wolf Group" stand by and watch
Do you really think that these more than 100,000 vicious monster thieves are fabricated
"Well... Mr. Bazel, the reason why I have told you so much is because we probably have the same idea. In fact, we are also waiting for your subordinates to come over to support you... "
The man in black robe shrugged noncommittally, not trying to hide it.
Then, in the calmest tone, he said the most domineering words.
"After all, I originally planned to catch you all... in one fell swoop today!"
What? !
Hearing this, Bazel's pupils shrank suddenly, and he faintly noticed something was wrong.
He looked around. Could it be that Omar's Royal Legion troops were encircling him? That's not right. The location they chose is open on the shores of Storm Lake. Even with a large army, it would be impossible to encircle and suppress them.
This guy... Where does he have the confidence to speak
He stared at the man in black robe who had just "spoken nonsense" with his silver eyes, and asked cautiously: "Who is your Excellency?"
The hood of the man in black robe always covered half of his face, and only the corners of his mouth could be seen slightly raised, with a hint of evil: "I, Clemens F. Metternich, am just His Highness Quentin. He is just a small staff member, not worth mentioning..."