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There were also mutilated corpses lying on the ground next to the carriage.

These corpses are all in a terrible state of death, either the bones of the whole body have been shattered by blunt objects, or the body has been directly dissected by a sharp blade, and the internal organs in the body have flowed all over the ground, or frozen, burned, etc., and some corpses are surrounded by dark power, and their bodies have become dried corpses under the erosion of these dark forces.

Although these corpses are dressed differently, they all wear a red cross on a white background on their arms, which is enough to show that they are all from the same force.

In addition to these people wearing red cross badges on a white background, there are also some strong men with naked skin and dark green fangs, who are cleaning up the scattered white crystals.

The mutilation of the corpses is probably also the masterpiece of these guys, these green-skinned strong men, while packing up the scattered goods, are still holding arms and thighs or something, putting them in their mouths and munching on them, blood spurts out of their mouths, dyeing half of their bodies blood-red, looking extremely oozing.

In the woods more than ten kilometers away from the valley, five figures were sneaking quickly in the forest, led by a young man with long brown hair, a knight's sword hanging from his waist, and a set of standard leather armor.

He is not very handsome in appearance, but his face is stiff, his body is burly, and he is very manly.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up!" The young man held a tall red-haired woman in his hand, and as he walked quickly through the forest, he kept whispering to the few surviving subordinates to leave.

They are the only survivors of the team at the bottom of the valley, and they are also the leaders of the team, the strongest of them. Otherwise, they can't survive death.

Of course, although they successfully escaped, several people were scarred, and one of them had half of his arm broken at the root, and he had fallen into a semi-comatose state at this time.

"Captain, Uncle Stone is no more!" Supporting the man with the broken arm was a thin, black-haired, black-haired, black-haired young man with a little childish look on his face.

However, although he seems to be thin, he can keep up with others with a broken arm man who is half as strong as him, which is enough to show that his strength is not bad.

Hearing this, the young man who walked in front quickly stopped, flashed in front of the man with the broken arm, helped the man with the broken arm to sit down under a tree, and took out the kettle at his waist to prepare to feed the man with the broken arm.

"Team...... Captain, ...... Hurry up, you must escape, and return to find out the murderer......"

The man with the broken arm barely turned his head and flashed the kettle, and after trying his last bit to leave his last words, he tilted his head and stopped moving.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the man with the severed arm dead, the captain's eyes almost erupted with substantial flames, and he roared in extreme anger.

"Let's go!" People can't be resurrected after death, and there is also time to deal with the corpse of the man with the broken arm at this time, the captain gritted his teeth fiercely, grabbed the hand of the black-haired young man, and prepared to continue the escape.

"If only we could have a pastor of light

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The relationship between the black-haired young man and the broken arm man is very unusual, the death of the broken arm man made him have no will to escape, although he was forcibly pulled away by the captain, he always turned his head and reluctantly looked at the broken arm man and choked up.

"Who made us nightingales? Come on! Only by living can he have a chance to give Stone and the other brothers a chance to report ...... Damn it! ”

The captain was trying to dismantle the young man when a rapidly approaching sound of breaking through the air reached his ears, and he immediately threw the young man away with force, while the horizontal sword was ready to defend against the attack.

A vague black shadow flashed, followed by a painful wail, and one of the five men with a staff was pierced through the chest by a black shadow, and then fell to the ground and died.

The black shadow that had taken the man's life snapped into a tree in the distance, its tail shaking violently, and a buzzing roar. I saw a thick black arrow nailed to the tree, and it was no wonder that it could blast a hole in a person's chest.

One person was dealt with, and a second arrow followed, and with a defense, the captain pulled the red-haired woman behind him, and at the same time struck out with a sword, flying the arrow that was attacking him.

Although the red-haired woman was not lightly injured, she still fought hard and defended back to back with the captain.

"Wren, let's go! I'll give you a fight! With such a clever archer here, the captain knew that he and the red-haired woman had no chance of escaping, so he could only shout to Wren, who was thrown out by him.

The only one who had the ability to escape from this archer was Rennes, who was a fifth-level assassin.

"Hurry up, if even you die, then who will avenge Sien and his brothers? Quick, leave, if you don't leave, I won't forgive you in death. Remember to tell your Excellency what you see and hear! ”

However, he also knows Wren's character, although Wren is a talented assassin, but he is too affectionate, and if he wants to let him escape alone, he is afraid that he will not be able to make a fierce prediction.

Just as he had guessed, Wren was thrown out when he saw the captain attacked, and immediately activated his assassin skills to sneak and quickly searched for the archer, hoping to kill the archer and save his captain.

But he didn't want to think about it, he could easily control the captain and deputy captain with sixth-level strength on his own, even if he successfully found the position of the archer, would he be able to deal with it?

What's more, what about this one archer?

Fortunately, the captain's last words worked, and Wren, who was hidden in the shadows, gritted his teeth fiercely, held back the tears in his eyes, turned his head and fled with ghostly movement speed.

Avenging all the Nightingale brothers has become the biggest obsession in Wren's heart, and he will do everything to do so, and since the captain has shown him the way to take revenge, he will do his best to achieve this task.

To this end, he pushed his Assassin abilities to the limit, and quickly fled to Stearns, the northland town of Stearns, where the bishop in charge of their Nightingale was located.

But before he could escape far, a vague shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and at the same time, two intersecting cold lights flashed behind him.

Sharp pain struck him from behind, and Wren let out a terrible grunt, blood gushing out of the narrow wound in his back

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At the same time, the black shadow that raided him also appeared, this is a slender devil with a sharp claw on the top of his head and hands, he has a certain understanding of the devil, and he will recognize its identity when he sees this devil, a low-level mid-level devil shadow demon.

This kind of devil is born to be the best assassin, how can a fifth-level assassin in Wren be his opponent?

After appearing, the Shadow Demon laughed fiercely, jumped in front of Wren with a very fast pace, and kicked Wren in the head hard, and the heavy kick immediately made Wren spit out a large mouthful of blood with a gold star in his eyes.

"Traitor to the darkness, give your soul to the great Shadow Demon Dodoliv!"

Easily restrained Wren, Dodoliv sneered coldly, stepped forward and squatted beside Wren, and put his hand on Wren's forehead, and soon an illusory Wren was forcibly dragged out of his body by it and swallowed into his mouth.

At this moment, a faint silver light suddenly fell from the sky and sank into Wren's brain.

The moment the silver light appeared, it almost didn't scare Dodoliff out of it, it trembled violently, and it didn't even have the strength to take a step and have the courage to escape.

After the silver light sank into Wren's brain, the fear from the soul slowly dissipated, and Dodoliv regained his ability to move.

Regaining his mobility, the first thing Dodolliv did was to fly away and go into stealth in the shadows, carefully and greedily observing Wren's movements.

Devils are experts in souls, how could Dodoliv not understand that what made him so frightened just now was a powerful soul. However, this soul was clearly badly damaged, and this was simply a great opportunity given to it by the king.

As long as it can absorb this powerful soul, its rank can at least move up one step, and the corresponding level of the intermediate and middle-level devils is the legendary powerhouse of the human race.

Such a temptation made it tremble with excitement, and even if it risked its life, it would not let go of such an opportunity. Of course, no matter how good a soul is, it has to have a life to enjoy it, and it doesn't dare to approach Wren at will until it's safe.

After waiting for a while, Wren and the soul that entered his body did not move at all, Dodoliff began to be a little agitated, and after observing for a while, it finally couldn't help but slowly lean over to check on Wren's situation.

It was only when it staggered close enough to range from Wren that Wren's closed eyes suddenly opened, and then burst out with unimaginable speed, and pounced on it at once, and at the same time, the cold dagger also pierced through the magic core in its heart.

To its death, it couldn't figure out why a level 5 assassin could so easily break through its defensive demonic body, and hit its demon core so easily.

“%……#￥”

After dealing with Dodollif, Wren also rolled off it limply, gasping for breath like a bellows for a while, before he could barely stabilize his breath and recite a series of devilish words.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick dark power erupted from Dodoliv's body, inhaling it into his body to increase his strength and quickly recovering from his injuries.

(End of chapter)

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