Without further ado, Asina moved her mind and controlled the ice spear to quickly shoot at the fleeing Biska. At the same time, she began to accumulate power and prepare to give her a burst of power.

"So fast, I have to fight hard, otherwise I will definitely not be able to bear it!"

The sudden chill behind her made Biska's scalp numb instantly. She had almost never encountered such a stern killing intent. After all, as an imperial guard, there were very few opportunities for real combat.

Even the military's chosen ones saw her like a mouse seeing a cat, fearing that they would anger the people around the queen. When dealing with a loose organization like the Night Owl, the imperial guards always had a large group of soldiers to cooperate in combat, so they rarely fought a life-and-death battle.

"Artifact, dissociate!"

Gritting her teeth, she dissociated the artifact angrily, and cracks appeared on the battle axe in her hand, which quickly turned into debris and merged into her body, making her combat power 50% stronger.

However, the next moment, four ice spears exploded at the same time around, and the gorgeous ice storm spread wildly around with Biska's position as the center.

The dense ice chips were comparable to a metal storm, and all the tree corpses around were beaten into sieves.

"Wow~"

Biska was almost blasted into a stick, dying.

"Ah? I haven't thrown out my charged magic skill yet, but it's gone."

Ashina waved her hand and dispersed the magic skill that was still charging: "When fighting, you carry too many emotions, and when you are attacked, you don't know how to avoid damage. You are an opponent who is not fun at all."

After watching the battle from a distance, Field wrote down the information in his notebook: "You don't have enough combat experience. You can attack in a targeted manner in the future."

The imperial guards they are facing now have the same combat power as the night owls. The problem with the imperial guards is that they have little actual combat experience and are better at using rules and strategies.

The Night Owls have a lot of practical experience and high morale, but unfortunately they are hopelessly stupid and have poor talent. They have a hard time even fighting a small soldier. Field guessed that it was probably because of malnutrition, too many things to worry about, or... someone deliberately deprived them of their power?

"You... are not Night Owls at all, who are you..."

Biska's face was rotten, spitting blood foam, begging for mercy: "I know I was wrong, please let me go."

"I want to kill you, and it has nothing to do with whether you are right or wrong." Ashina came forward and repeated Biska's previous words, "You make my master unhappy, so you have to die. If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck."

As if struck by lightning, a great fear surged in her heart. Biska knew who the two guys in front of her were.

Annoyance and fear filled her brain.

She shouldn't have been nosy. She could have taken the head of the Night Owl and returned to enjoy wealth and glory. But because she was used to being domineering, she ruined her future.

"You, you are..."

Without giving him a chance to tell the truth, Filomena floated over.

Raising her snow-white arm, she waved it down with disdain and arrogance, and Biska died immediately, leaving only despair and regret.

"Noisy guy, don't waste your words with her."

After grabbing the head, Filomena summoned the Seed of Destruction and absorbed Biska's goddess mark. Although she disdained to take the food that came with it, her tone was obviously a little high and happy. She folded her hands in front of her chest and said coldly with the attitude of an empress: "I reluctantly recognize your combat power."

"I think you can thank the Lord." Asina raised her hair.

"No, the Lord is not needed at all."

The Seed of Destruction floated back, and the Goddess Mark of the Goddess of War dissipated, turning into a pure power that was absorbed by Filomena. She narrowed her eyes and looked very happy: "It's not far from the third-level God's Chosen. After all, it is a cross-level absorption, and the accumulation is very fast."

If I do it myself, I may not be able to take the third level, after all, the God's Chosen are too good at escaping.

Feeling Field's curious and expectant eyes, this feeling of being a gigolo made Feiluominai very uncomfortable. It seemed that her body and mind were being tortured by Field, but it seemed a little bit too much.

Shaking her head, Feiluominai pointed at the little lion Brinda with a cold and arrogant smile on her lips: "Now that things have come to this, let's kill her too! Kill them all!"

"You are confused! Gray Pigeon, don't forget the adults' orders."

Ashina glared at her fiercely. She didn't want to indulge Feiluominai into a killing monster, otherwise it would easily collapse.

"You..."

Brinda subconsciously took a step back, and cold sweat instantly broke out. No matter how dumb she was, she could feel something was wrong at this time: "Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Well, our divine power is not enough." Ashina waved her hand, "The enemy has been weakened, and I won't help rescue people from now on. It's up to you. The underground palace is on the grassland to the west. You can tear open the shadow-hiding magic circle with divine power. Don't fight to the end."

"It's already a great help."Brinda looked embarrassed and thanked sincerely.

After saying goodbye casually, Ashina and the others quickly entered the jungle.

Brinda looked back and saw Field also running away, so she breathed a sigh of relief and ran towards the underground palace.

"If we still can't save them, then it's fate."

Seeing her leave, Field controlled Feilominae to return to the moon form and transmitted divine power to Brinda.

"Alas, the divine power used up in the previous battle has recovered so quickly, and it's almost fully recovered." Brinda looked at her hands in surprise while running, "Could it be that I have tapped into my hidden potential! "

Not daring to stop, Brinda came to the location indicated, tore open the magic circle, and returned to the underground palace.

Wuyin could barely hold on, but when Florni joined the battle, he collapsed instantly.

Not only was he hit by Florni's perverted magic skills, but the magic weapon was also disintegrated. After squeezing out the last bit of strength, Wuyin declared defeat.

"Haha, I finally controlled this bitch." Simon shouted excitedly, "You are still strong, jump again, resist again, hahaha."

"The touch around me has become so strange, and the senses seem to be magnified ten thousand times. No, I can't lose my mind, it will... It will be very interesting."

Wuyin's originally calm expression became more and more broken, her tears rolled down, and she spit out her clever tongue.

The soldiers around her laughed evilly, and some people had already begun to throw away their weapons and armor.

"You line up behind me." Simon said to the soldiers happily.

"Long live the lord! "

"Sir Simon, don't do such a boring thing." Shirley looked disgusted and frowned, "Although they are enemies, please give them the dignity that a warrior deserves."

"Hey, Miss Shirley, don't be cruel to idiots like Night Owl. Those untouchables will never learn a lesson."

Simon waved his hand: "Don't worry, he won't die. When his sanity collapses, it will be easier for you to torture him."