Chapter 222 The Villain Lady Arrives 50
The third prince walked forward and looked at the three of them with deep eyes. Then he said to Alice, "Give them the Transfiguration Potion so that they can become like us."
Upon hearing this, Alice quickly prepared the potion for the three homeless people without any hesitation. As the potion was slowly injected into their bodies, the faces of the homeless people began to distort, and gradually, their facial features became surprisingly similar to those of the three princes, but their temperament and charm could not be imitated no matter what.
"Now, let's change into their clothes." The third prince said, taking off his luxurious robe first and changing into the shabby clothes of the homeless man. Tariq and Alice followed closely behind, and the three of them quickly completed the transformation of their identities.
"Next, we need to create some chaos." The third prince's eyes flashed with cunning. "Alice, you will be responsible for using magic to create some small explosions or fires to attract the guards' attention. Tariq, you will take these three 'us' to wander around the city gate and make sure their presence is discovered by those who are secretly monitoring us."
"Yes, Your Highness!" The two men answered in unison and then began to prepare.
Soon, a slight magical fluctuation was heard in the warehouse, followed by a tiny flame flickering in a corner of the warehouse, followed by a slight explosion. Although the sound was small, it was particularly harsh in the quiet night.
"Hurry!" The third prince shouted, and the three of them quickly rushed out of the warehouse and blended into the night.
Tariq and the three "stand-ins" deliberately wandered around the city gate, occasionally shouting or arguing to attract the attention of the people around them. The real three princes quietly went around to the other side of the city gate, looking for the best escape route.
Just as the Third Prince expected, not long after, those forces hiding in the dark noticed something unusual near the city gate. Several shadows quickly approached, ready to investigate. Seeing this, Tariq deliberately raised the volume of the quarrel, attracting more guards and passers-by to watch.
At this moment, Alice made another move. She used magic to create a more obvious explosion in the distance. The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky. This time, the entire city gate area fell into complete chaos.
"Now!" The third prince shouted, and rushed out of the city gate with Tariq and Alice. They used their familiarity with the terrain and their agility to shuttle through the crowd and soon disappeared into the night.
By the time those forces hiding in the dark realized they had been tricked, it was already too late. They could only watch the Third Prince and his two companions flee, unable to catch up.
After escaping from the city gate, the three princes did not stop immediately. They knew that although they had temporarily escaped the pursuit of those forces, the danger was not completely eliminated. They had to find a safe place as soon as possible to completely get rid of this crisis.
After a difficult journey, they finally came to a deserted forest, far away from the noise and danger of the city, which was the best hiding place for them.
"Your Highness, what should we do next?" Tariq asked, panting. It was obvious that the escape had consumed a lot of his energy.
The third prince looked around and said in a deep voice, "Rest here for one night first, and we will find a way to leave here tomorrow. Meanwhile, Alice, you must continue to use your magic to explore the movements of that mysterious force. We cannot take it lightly."
Alice nodded in agreement, then closed her eyes and concentrated, releasing the magic light again. She tried to capture the faint magic fluctuations in the air, looking for clues of the mysterious force.
However, this night was not as peaceful as they had hoped. Just as they were about to rest, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the dense forest. The three of them immediately became alert and quickly prepared for battle.
A group of men in black rushed out from the darkness and headed straight for them. These men in black were clearly well-trained and ruthless, and at first glance they were carefully trained killers.
"It seems that they have found us after all." The third prince sneered, then drew his sword and rushed forward. Tariq and Alice followed closely behind, and the three fought side by side and engaged in a fierce battle with the man in black.
The moonlight was cut into mottled shadows by the heavy tree canopy, and sprinkled on the two sides in the fierce confrontation, adding a bit of tragic grandeur to this life-and-death contest. The figures of the men in black shuttled through the night like ghosts. Their swordsmanship was sharp, and every strike went straight to the vital points. It was obvious that they were well-trained and were by no means ordinary people.
Among them, several men in black wearing special robes were particularly eye-catching. They held magic wands in their hands and muttered something. A repressive and strange energy fluctuation began to spread in the air.
"Your Highness, be careful of those magicians!" Alice anxiously warned him while waving her magic wand and releasing a shield to resist the attack of the black-clad swordsman. Her eyes were full of determination and firmness. Although her heart was filled with fear of the unknown, she knew that at this moment, she had to be the third prince's strongest backing.
The Third Prince was agile and his sword was as sharp as a dragon. Every time he swung his sword, it made a sound of breaking through the air, and he repelled the black-clad swordsmen who besieged him one by one. However, facing more and more enemies, especially the magic attacks released by the magicians, he began to feel powerless.
In a moment of carelessness, a beam of black magic penetrated the shield that he barely maintained, leaving a shocking scar on his chest, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red.
"Damn it, these guys are so difficult to deal with!" The third prince gritted his teeth, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. Today's battle is about life and death, and even more about the future of the country. He must persist until the last moment.
Seeing this, Tariq was filled with indescribable anger and grief. He leaped forward and killed a black-clad swordsman who was about to attack Alice. Then he turned around and stood in front of Alice, using his body to build a defense line for her.
"Alice, it is important to protect His Highness!" He growled, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning in the storm, constantly slashing at the enemies around him.
However, at this moment, a death mage hiding in the dark quietly launched an attack. He waved his staff lightly, and a breath of death wrapped around Tariq's left arm like a venomous snake.
Tariq felt a chill that instantly penetrated his bones, and then his entire left arm lost consciousness. He endured the severe pain, roared, and used all his strength to swing the sword for the last time, saving his left arm from the enemy's sword, but the price was that his entire left arm was cut off by the sharp blade, and blood gushed out, staining his clothes and the ground under his feet red.