He stomped on the ground, the air exploded with noise.
The towering wolf body relentlessly pursued the falling Saul Miller.
The third-tier darkly cloaked guard who had originally thrown the flying knife, intended to take the initiative to intercept this assassin.
But who would have thought that this fellow would dare to chase?
Seeing the wolfman's relentless posture, the guard was forced to return to defense, appearing ghostlike beside Saul Miller, retreating tens of meters with the lord who had been scared witless.
Leonard Churchill pressed on relentlessly, the scalpel that had just been knocked off returned with a whirl and stabbed fiercely again.
But after all, he was a third-tier weapon expert, and the darkly-cloaked guard had already caught the faint sound of wind breaking just from his slight movement of the ear canal.
He didn't even bother to look again, simply swung a sword that again knocked the scalpel, attacking Saul miller like lightning, flying away.
