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The guy who sneaked up on their roof just now obviously wanted to blame him.

But now it seems that he has been successfully framed like this?

Porus, Vido, and a group of adventurers looked at him carefully, but Weston stood there without saying a word, but tightened the hilt of the lightsaber in his hand.

"You..." Porus didn't know what to say.

Intuitively speaking, he did not believe that Weston would do such a thing.

But the murder weapon appeared in his room, and they were the closest last night, and there were bandages on each other's wrists?Could it be that he and the little loli played a sex game and added it?Only ghosts believe it.

"Is it you? It seems that the information Porus got from you as early as possible is not credible. There are no women at all!"

"Don't talk too one-sidedly, that guy still found a woman yesterday, let's leave this kind of matter to the guild to deal with!"

"What kind of enmity do you bastard have with the other party? You actually did such a cruel thing."

Apparently, there are some adventurers around Porus who are either calm or have nothing to do with themselves, or who have a sense of justice.

Weston felt ruthless in his heart, no matter how he explained, from the present point of view, he was the most suspected.

The timing of that murderer's appearance was so good that it made Weston feel whether there was a secret provocation by the other party among the people in front of him.

"You won't believe what I say." Weston frowned and glanced at Lily next to him.

He himself is not worried about the group of Lv2 and Lv3 in front of him.

But Lily is different, who knows what this group of people are thinking?

Porus said hesitantly: "I think you should put down your weapon, Thranduil. If it wasn't for you, we would definitely investigate!"

"What else is there to investigate? The murder weapon, the timing of the attack, and the woman, all the evidence points to him. This guy must have asked the little girl over there to paralyze the other party, and then he did it!"

"It's true, but why doesn't he want the other party's money?"

"He peeled off the opponent's pie, must have some kind of homicide?"

The fable of the three becoming tigers has been perfectly verified at this moment. At the beginning, it was only to examine the suspicion, and then in less than a few sentences, Weston saw their eyes, which were already looking at the criminals. .

"Go ahead and capture it!"

A young elf with a sense of justice has already picked up his magic wand and began to chant a spell: "The swamp of muddy fog, the ground is full of thorns..."

When Weston saw the magic circle under the opponent's feet, his face turned slightly cold.

Do thorns prick?

This is not a friendly spell.

Weston opened the magic eye without hesitation, and stretched out a hand to construct a magic circle in the void.

The silver eight-pointed star shines brightly.

"Refactor, invalidate!"

Under the feet of the young magician, the magic circle suddenly scattered, and his face suddenly paled sharply.The interference that came in a split second, and the tingling of the mental shock made him fall to the ground.

"Humans, how is it possible..." The elf magician opened his eyes wide, never thinking that the magic path would be defeated by ordinary humans.

And what's even more exasperating is that the other party is obviously proficient in elf magic, otherwise it would be impossible to find the key points of his chanting in an instant, and the interference would lead to backlash.

He didn't expect this at all, and his carelessness also led to his defeat.

Pu Chi spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out directly.

The faces of the surrounding adventurers changed instantly. If Weston was just a suspect just now, there is no need to question him as the real prisoner of 'resisting arrest with a guilty conscience'.

Many took up arms.

Porus yelled: "Magicians don't use magic for now. This guy's eyes and magic circle have the same pattern. I'm afraid it's some kind of magic restraint skill!"

"Then I'll come!"

A handsome man with a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right hand, with a quick swipe, appeared in front of Weston in an instant, stabbing at him.

There is a little black shimmer on the tip of the gun, which is obviously a blessing of some kind of skill or a magic weapon.

Weston has no intention of taking it hard.

A magic shield eggshell was stretched in front of him, and the man with the spear attacked with the point of his sword and shattered the eggshell in an instant. Before the opponent could show a victorious smile, Weston had already turned around, and chopped down with a blow of the lightsaber.

The latter also didn't think that Weston would dare to counterattack in an instant after defending. His face changed slightly, and he quickly opened the shield he had always been proud of.

Chi!

However, like cutting a piece of paper, the shield was split into two halves, and the cut position exposed the iron slurry dissolved by high temperature.

The man with the spear instantly showed a look of astonishment. At this moment, he wondered whether he had bought parallel imports. The shield that he had found for 1000 million Farley from the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel was chopped off by a sword like this?

In an instant, this consciousness was replaced by the fear that followed. After the defense that was too confident was destroyed, the next thing was his body. He split in half?

Just subconsciously, the man with the spear took a step back, and this step also made him brush shoulders with death.

The high temperature of the lightsaber directly split his armor in two, passing his body.

The scorching heat pressed against his skin, making him scream in pain.He lost his will to fight, threw away his spear, grabbed his armor and threw it outside, clutching his burned skin and writhing on the ground like a loach.

The two performed almost the same movements, one attacking and one defending, but the results were completely different.