The Lair of the Shadow Society was hidden very deeply. Even Joelson did not know the exact location, but he was sure that as long as he found Antoine, he would be able to completely eradicate him.
The guards who were patrolling at a higher level quickly noticed the commotion at the door and immediately issued an alarm.
"Damn it! Who is so daring to come to the Prince's mansion to cause trouble!"
A knight with a full beard raised his long sword and cursed as he rushed out of the door. His footsteps were hurried, and even his armor was still scattered. It was obvious that he had just gotten out of bed.
Guards with neat equipment kept running past him, and mages holding magic staffs kept running out.
Everyone had an unreal sense of absurdity. There was actually someone in the capital who dared to kill the guards of the Prince's mansion and wanted to break into Prince Antoine's mansion.
Who was it?!
Did he really want to die?!
Before they reached the door, they saw someone raise his hand towards the door.
The next moment, raging flames erupted. The iron railing door with beautiful patterns was broken by the flames. The broken iron door was mixed with molten iron, causing the guards in the front row to fall down screaming.
A mage?!
Fear appeared in the guards' eyes, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.
Joelson stared at the front coldly. His finger gently moved in the air, and a fire elemental giant was formed.
"An eighth-tier mage?!"
Someone cried out in panic.
"Damn it!"
The bearded knight cursed in a low voice. He held his longsword tightly and rushed toward Joelson.
A dense white aura burst out from his body as he raised his longsword and slashed at the shoulder of the flame giant. The flame giant's burly body swayed slightly.
Just as the bearded knight was about to strike a second time, he suddenly felt a scorching heat behind him.
He hurriedly rolled to the side and dodged awkwardly. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the bearded knight's eyes instantly became dull.
"How... how could there be so much?! Just how much mana does he have?!"
More than a dozen fire elemental giants covered in flames and water elemental giants entangled in water currents stood in the middle of the field, throwing fireballs and water bombs at the crowd.
With each attack, one of the guards either fell to the ground screaming and rolling or was hit by the water bombs and fell to the ground stiffly.
Suddenly, the three fire giants turned to face him. The fire giants had no eyes, but he seemed to feel a burning gaze shooting at him.
A trace of fear and panic appeared in the bearded knight's eyes. With an angry roar, he raised the longsword high up in his hand and charged at the three fire giants.
Then, he was completely engulfed in the flames.
The intense and scorching flames instantly spread across the garden of Antoine's mansion. The flames illuminated the entire garden as if it was daytime.
Compared to the eighth-tier elemental giants, these guards were too weak. They could only become the targets of slaughter.
Screams, exclamations, and angry roars. All the sounds were mixed together. The originally neat team had been completely scattered under such a huge crisis. The guards all fled in panic.
Among the panicked crowd, a mage locked his spiritual power on the three figures protected by the elemental giant and quickly chanted a spell.
Suddenly, a rapid sound of air being cut rang out.
The mage's heart twitched violently, and he subconsciously raised his magic staff.
Then, a broken knife stabbed deeply into his throat.
The mage let out a few strange sounds and looked at the magic staff in his hand that had been sliced into two. He slowly fell down with a look of disbelief on his face.
Joelson used his enormous spiritual power to cover the entire area.
Once he found traces of the mage, he would pick up the weapons that the guards had thrown away and throw them away.
He would kill the mage before he could finish chanting a spell.
Juliana leaned against Joelson's side, her head in a daze. Everything that happened before her eyes seemed to be a dream.
Catherine's heart was beating wildly as she watched. Her gaze fell on Joelson's slightly thin and not tall back.
A thought repeatedly echoed in her mind.
How dare he?!
How dare he do this?!
This was the Prince's residence!
Fear, panic, but there was also a crazy feeling of revenge!
Another seven or eight people rushed out of the house and looked at Joelson in panic as if they were looking at a madman. Besides a madman, who else would dare to cause trouble here?
The people who rushed out from behind were all around the seventh or eighth level. Most of them were knights, and two or three of them were dressed as mages.
"Kid! I swear that you will suffer countless torments in the water prison and die in pain!"
One of them looked at Joelson fiercely and pulled out the long sword at his waist. A strange black light flashed on the blade.
Joelson looked at him indifferently and said slowly, "It's too slow."
In the next moment, an extremely terrifying and ferocious huge figure appeared in the sky above the prince's mansion.
The terrifying aura suppressed countless people to kneel on the ground. When that pair of golden red pupils landed on anyone's body, the latter's body would tremble violently as if he had Parkinson's disease.
"Dragon! It's a giant dragon!"
"Oh my God!"
Someone screamed in despair.
The few people who had just come out looked up at the figure of the giant dragon that seemed to be roaming in the starry sky. Their expressions were also stunned as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
Du Lu exhaled a few breaths of sulfur, let out a low roar, and then fiercely dived down.
The hurried sound of horse hooves rang out on the Champs-Elysees Avenue, waking up countless people who were sleeping.
These people were wearing bright and neat armor, engraved with the symbol of golden thorns. This was the symbol of the royal family.
The royal knights were here!
It was their duty to protect the capital.
A huge commotion came from Prince Antoine's mansion. Bright flames and screams made them rush over at the first moment.
"Damn it! Is it a rebellion?!"
"It looks like someone is attacking the Prince's mansion."
The leader in front of them emitted a brilliant battle spirit glow. He rode on his warhorse and shouted, "Royal knights! Draw your swords!"
A metallic clanging sound was heard. Dozens of knight's longswords were raised high.
Each of them emitted an intense or dim battle spirit glow.
They were getting closer.
The leader of the knights suddenly pulled his warhorse back.
The sudden stop made the neat formation become messy.
After comforting the horse, the royal knights found that the leader of the knights was staring in a direction in a daze. They whispered, "It's actually a giant dragon. What the hell!"
They followed the gaze of the leader of the knights and looked over. They only saw the pitch-black night.
The light of the fire illuminated the sky. A terrifying giant dragon was crouching in the air, constantly spitting out blazing flames and breath.
That was the residence of Prince Antoine!