Chapter 1659: Chapter 914: The Hidden Truth Behind the Scenes

Lis looked at the Prince in front of him, not intending to say much.

He could sense that this Prince before him was merely an ordinary person, not possessing Extraordinary Ability.

Likely, he doesn’t know many Hidden secrets.

Yet, since he could be arranged by the Samuel Kingdom to come here to hunt down Hanna and the others, he should at least know some things related to the Grant family.

Lis’s expression was calm as he slowly reached out his hand.

In an instant, the self-proclaimed Third Prince Silas felt as if his neck was tightly gripped by an invisible yet immensely powerful hand, and his whole body was forcefully lifted off the ground.

That illusory hand was like pliers forged of iron, gripping Silas’s neck tightly, making it nearly impossible for him to breathe.

Silas’s legs kicked chaotically in the air, and his two hands instinctively clutched at his own neck, desperately trying to struggle.

However, no matter how hard he tried, it was as though he was ensnared in an invisible giant net, unable to break free even slightly.

His face turned red from lack of oxygen, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, showing terror and despair.

Seeing the Prince so easily controlled by Lis, the guards beside him didn’t dare hesitate, immediately launching a fierce attack on Lis.

A warrior wielding a Heavy Shield, like a moving small mountain, quickly positioned himself in front of Silas.

His feet firmly planted on the ground, body slightly crouched, brandishing the Heavy Shield in front of him.

The Shield’s surface shimmered with cold metallic luster, seemingly proclaiming an invincible Defense to Lis.

His eyes were firm and vigilant, staring intently at Lis, ready to thwart Lis’s attack and protect the Prince behind him.

Another middle-aged warrior in silver Armor, wielding an extremely Sharp Longsword, with the blade gleaming coldly.

He shouted, his footsteps swift, directly slashing towards Lis’s direction.

The Longsword cut through the air in a fierce arc, accompanied by a whistling wind, as if tearing apart the very air.

Meanwhile, a Mage in a black robe appeared silently behind Silas.

While casting a Spell, attempting to release Lis’s hold on Silas’s illusory hand.

At the same time, he was using a Spell to conjure countless sharp stone spikes.

Those stone spikes, like raindrops, hurled with whistling sounds, crazily attacking Lis.

He wanted to restrain Lis’s movements, creating chances for the guards’ attacks.

Moreover, they loudly ordered the surrounding soldiers to attack Lis.

For a moment, the sound of battle cries filled the air, soldiers wielding all sorts of weapons, swarming towards Lis from all directions, attempting to drown him in the sea of people.

These Prince’s guards, having witnessed Lis’s actions earlier, understood that Lis was no ordinary person.

That he could so easily control the Prince and withstand so many people’s attacks head-on implied his power was far greater than they had imagined.

They knew clearly, so they didn’t even attempt the thought of defeating Lis.

At this moment, they had only one thought in mind, which was to quickly rescue Silas and then leave this dangerous place with the Prince.

However, faced with the attacks from these people, Lis appeared very relaxed, not paying too much attention.

He squinted slightly, glanced at the surrounding enemies, already having made a judgment in his mind.

In his view, the only one somewhat stronger was that Silver Armored Warrior.

He barely had Golden Rank strength, but was slightly weaker compared to Theodore.

As for the others, at most they had a Silver Rank strength, hardly worth fearing.

Nonetheless, this led Lis to gain a new understanding of the power in this small world.

This small world, since it has the presence of Legends, the quantity of Golden Rank is not scarce.

It’s already exceeded the level that a general small world should have.

There should be other factors in play.

But this wasn’t a matter he needed to consider right now; he needed to resolve the enemies before him first.

Lis lightly raised his hand, deep crimson Power of Blood surged like a tide from within him, appearing before him.

That Power of Blood was like a ribbon capable of morphing into any form, gracefully moving in the air.

Though it appeared soft, as light as silk, it actually contained tremendous Strength.

This blood-colored ribbon quickly unfolded like a massive blood net, blocking all attacks simultaneously, including the Silver Armored Warrior’s Longsword.

The Longsword struck the blood-colored ribbon, as if cutting into a mass of cotton, instantly dissolving the Strength, unable to inflict any damage on the blood-colored ribbon.

Even, as the blood-colored ribbon blocked those attacks, it generated a powerful suction, devouring those weapons within.

Seeing this, the Silver Armored Warriors were greatly shocked, desperately trying to pull out their weapons.

Their hands gripped their weapons tightly, feet braced forcefully on the ground, bodies inclined backward, using all their might.

Yet the weapon seemed nailed within the blood-colored ribbon, unable to budge even slightly.

At the same time, the stone spikes rushing towards Lis were effortlessly countered by him.

He merely waved his hand slightly, powerful Magic Power erupted from his hand, colliding with those stone spikes.

The stone spikes instantly lost their Strength, dissipating in the air, turning into a cloud of Dust.

Handling this tier of Spell was unbelievably easy for Lis.