The captain of the rider army, who was in charge of escorting the prisoner carriage, hurried to the front and shouted at the masked men, “You are so bold! How dare you block the way of the royal guards. Get out of the way now, or you’ll face the consequences!”
The rider armies were the royal guards of the Golden Lion Principality. They had extraordinary status and could freely enter and exit the palace.
At that moment, the other rider armies drew their swords as they wore solemn expressions.
The man in black heading the group could not help but sneer, "We’re here to rob all of you royal guards! Brothers, go!"
Following the order given, a dozen people in black discharged their saint energy and charged at the rider armies. In the blink of an eye, the two sides were fighting fiercely against each other.
Darryl was completely dumbfounded.
‘What's going on? I've seen people robbing valuable stuff, but I haven't seen anyone rob a prisoner carriage. I don't know these people in black. They aren’t here to save me, are they?’ Darryl thought while paying close attention to the battle.
The masked men were not only powerful, but they worked together well and understood each other well. In the blink of an eye, the rider armies were knocked to the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Soon, the rider armies lost their combat ability and passed out. In that instance, the leader of the masked men tore off his face mask and strode towards the prison carriage.
Darryl took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. At the same time, countless thoughts were swimming in his mind. ‘Are they here to save me? Or were they instructed by Jameson to finish me off?’
“Hey, don’t worry. We won’t hurt you, but you have to promise us you’ll cooperate. Otherwise, you’ll be the first to get killed!” the man said to Darryl coldly.
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