Chapter 13 In Despair! Three Leaders Gathered Together!

Wharton just felt that the name of the black lion gang seemed a little familiar and he seemed to have heard of it somewhere. But he didn't have a very deep impression.

As a one-star warrior, Korn was so nervous. It seemed that the other party was really notorious for being fierce.

Wharton didn't care.

Although it was not convenient for him to enter the mythological space to check it now because there were so many people. But according to the time, the lava fruit planted last night should have matured and been eaten by Flamer?

In this case, even if the immortal bird hadn't reached level 3, it must have become much stronger. The frost dragon should have reached level 2.

If they were released, they would be able to easily destroy the so-called black lion gang.

Of course, Wharton didn't want to expose it until the last minute. “I'd better wait and see how powerful I can be.” He thought.

He asked, "Mr. Korn, it's just a gang of thieves. Why are you so nervous? You are a one-star warrior, and I am a level-1 mage. With a few more knights, isn't it enough to deal with them? "

Alas...

Korn sighed and replied in a low and serious tone, "The black lion gang are the most vicious and powerful brigands in our county. There were more than three hundred people in total, and most of them were good at fighting. It is said that the head of the clan is a level-2 magician, and he also has a one-star warrior and a level-1 necromancer."

Wharton was also stunned.

So powerful?

Level-2 magicians normally could be promoted to nobles whose titles could be viscounts with fiefs. Why did he have to be a thief? It was really confusing.

However, the more he thought, the more eager he was to fight.

Because ever since he obtained the mythological space, Wharton had never really fought with anyone!

This was his first battle since he became a magician.

Since the robber was here to rob, there was no psychological burden for him to kill with all his might.

So Wharton said calmly, "Mr. Korn, don't worry. As long as we two cooperate well, we will definitely be able to defeat these damned robbers."

Korn nodded, "I hope they didn't take action. Otherwise... Alas! "

Just as the two of them were talking, the figures around them gradually became clear.

The whole camp was surrounded by them.

They formed a circle.

In the light of the fire, they all rode on horses, with fierce expressions on their faces. They were dressed in various clothes. It was obvious that these clothes were robbed from different places.

Some of them had sabers on their waists, some had sharp swords in their hands, and some had long spears in their hands. They looked more imposing than the army of the nobility.

But in fact, it was normal.

Lorraine Kingdom had been in peace for many years. It had friendly coexisted with its neighboring countries and hadn't had a war for many years. The kingdom had been slack in this respect for a long time.

The defending troops of the royal family might be better, while the army of the aristocrats had already become weak.

This was also the reason why Korn said that the "black lion gang" had committed crimes in two or three counties nearby, but had not been exterminated.

Duh duh duh!

A heavy sound of horse's hooves was heard.

A black horse that was more than half taller than an ordinary horse slowly walked from the darkness to the scope of the light of fire. Outside the encirclement of the camp, they were about ten meters away from Wharton and Korn, looking at each other.

The person on the horse was wearing an old magician robe, but he was also wearing a knight's cloak, with a saber on his waist. It looked a little weird.

On his left was a middle-aged man who was as strong as Korn. He wore a pair of steel gloves with sharp thorns on his hands, and his hair stood up like steel needles, exuding a wild aura.

His eyes were like the eyes of a beast, shining in the dark night.

That’s right!

He was as strong as Korn.

On his right side stood a tall and thin man in a black robe. The skin on his face was dry, and the cheekbones were very high. His eyes were big, like a strange mummy.

This mummy was still holding a walking stick in his hand. At the top of the walking stick was a green gem, shining like ghost fire.

Korn exclaimed, "Necromancer! Oh my God! The three leaders of the black lion gang had all arrived? We are so unlucky. "

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, that was, they were doomed!

"So this is necromancer?"

Wharton looked at the witch in black robe who looked like a mummy with great interest. Sure enough, he exuded an evil aura all over his body.

The leader of the black lion gang on the big horse said.

"Oh, it seems that we are lucky today. I thought it was just a small trade group I met on the way, but I didn't expect it to be a noble one. "

With a playful smile on his face, he stared at the flag finally erected in the camp and continued, "Red Iris? If my memory serves me right, it's the clan insignia of Count Grahl in Lake County. Did I say anything wrong? "

The necromancer immediately replied, "My dear leader, you are right. Count Grahl’s clan is rich. We can make a fortune tonight. "

The burly and strong warrior said sulkily, "Jack, I heard that the daughter of the family is extremely beautiful. If she is also in the camp, I want to play with her. "

Ha ha ha!

The evil magician on the horse laughed and said, "No problem, the lovely Gregor. But we can play with Miss Grahl together. When we get tired of her, we can let other buddies play. Take turns. "

These hooligans all let out creepy laughter at the same time.

Hearing this conversation, Wharton almost figured it out.

The person riding on the horse was the chief leader of the black lion gang, a level-2 magician, Jack.

The mummy like man in black robe was the second leader of the gang, a level-1 necromancer, Sith.

The burly man was the third leader, a one-star warrior, Gregor.

The three leaders were all here!

Korn was desperate.

He whispered to Wharton, "Campbell, your highness. I may be doomed tonight. But you and miss, you must be safe! I will risk my life to stop the three of them later. Don't take part in the battle. Run away with Miss! You are a level-1 mage and our lady is a mage apprentice. You can run for your life."

Korn seemed to be giving his last words.

He intended to use his own life to stall the other three extraordinary professional warriors.

In this way, at least for Wharton and Emily, other robbers were not a big threat.

Of course, the other knights and servants should be prepared to die here tonight.

Wharton shook his head.