Su Lu felt dizzy, his body hot as if burnt by an iron.
The only reason left in him forced him to continuously vault over the walls, escaping towards the city.
"Only the last outer wall left, no problem! Although it's high, it's useless!"
His [Shadow Warrior] abilities were fully unleashed, his figure almost becoming a black line, making nimble turns in the cracks of the buildings, using various obstacles to avoid the crossbow arrows and pursuers, leaving a group of knights trailing behind him, eating dust and roaring in anger.
In the blink of an eye, Su Lu arrived at the highest outer wall of the palace and darted up it.
As long as he escaped to the outskirts of the palace, he could hide in a slum and even a city-wide manhunt tomorrow would be useless.
With the power of Felitlin III, there was simply no way to conduct a thorough investigation of the floating population of Dragon City, let alone the fact that Su Lu still had the divine skill of the Crow's Mask.