The bounty hunter with the short blade in his hand is like a helpless boat in a stormy sea, just a wave rushes and is completely defeated.

The canopy of blood splattered and then splattered.

The gray roof of the Karlsas Music Theater seems to bloom with a bright, brilliant red rose.

"Mr. Dardanelle, there's a guy who ran away, yes, and the one that fell before."

"Yes."

"So, shall we catch another one more by the way?"

"Whatever you want."

The "old mercenary" Congreve finally escaped alone with the help of the [Illusion Double], and did not deceive the eyes of the two griffin knights - but his luck was not bad this time, and it just so happened that after the illusion was attacked, his form appeared outside the range of the roof.

It's falling sharply downward.

The boots on the soles of his feet tapped the white stone wall a few times, as the veteran bounty hunter of "Pablo's Blood Thorn", Congreve was quite skilled in the art of flying cornices and walls, and soon, in the process of falling, he had adjusted his body.

Behind the corner of the tall, majestic Karthas Musical Theater was a large area of dark shadows, and he thought about it for a moment, and immediately found a way out -

He knew one important thing: a griffin's size would make it difficult to navigate the narrow alleys.

Hide and be patient before finding an opportunity to escape from Karthus.

Congreve's mind remained calm at all times.

……

Screaming at a high level.

Gross was stunned for a moment, and he saw a small orange dot disappear in his unique field of vision—

This can only indicate one thing: the bounty hunter of Pablo's Blood Thorn died at the hands of the Griffin Knight just now.

This means that a lot of experience points are lost.

However, before Gross could get frustrated, he suddenly noticed that the red dot was very close to him - there was no figure around, it was overhead!

Looking at the light in the dark, the line of sight is relatively clear.

Congreve was about to hit the ground, and he never thought that behind this wall, in this dark shadow, there was a guy with bad intentions lurking—

Gross saw the caller, an old man dressed in brown cowhide light armor and dressed in a standard mercenary outfit.

The old man's cheekbones were high, and under the thin skin, the lines of his face were extremely distinct, and on his left cheek, there was a dark red scar like a twisted centipede.

The boots hit the ground, like cat's claws with a mass of flesh, and the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Bending his knees, bending over, using the arches of his feet to cushion the impact, the old man quickly stood up, he quickly pressed against the wall of the building next to him, and then a pair of eagle-sharp eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

The way of walking.

This old man is the bounty hunter of "Pablo's Bloodthorn".

Gross suddenly hesitated for a moment, and in "Dissension", not to attack the elderly and children has become one of his rules of practice - but now this code of conduct seems to conflict with his "LVup" plan.

He knew about the "Pablo Blood", but in reality, he did not know it in sufficient detail.

At the level of power of employment, breathing cannot be stopped for a long time. Gross was hidden in the shadows and did not move, but it was this rather slight movement that immediately caught Congreve's attention.

Congreve pulled a dagger from his waist - most of the time, he was used to wielding a two-handed dagger, but he was no stranger to the fighting skills of the dagger.

The dagger doesn't fight as hard as a two-handed dagger, but it's still a killing weapon.

Breathing changes the flow of air.

After a moment's thought, he walked softly into the shadows.

The other party doesn't seem to have reacted yet.

Congreve isn't as murderous as Dondy "The Dark Clown", but it's a critical moment for his life, and he's worried about his tracks being exposed - even if it's an innocent passerby, he can't care so much.

Dead spots in the moonlight.

Five-meter, three-meter, one-meter......

The dagger was ruthlessly swung -

"Boom—"

A crisp thud of metal sounded unusually loud in this deserted and secluded place—a harsh sound for Congreef.

He seemed to hear the sound of a griffon flapping its wings overhead.

Only then did he see a pair of sparkling eyes, reflected in the orange lights of a house in the distance.

"You did it first, old man!"

Gross scolded under his breath. Finally, because of the identity of the other party's "Pablo Blood Thorn", he found a reason and excuse to abandon his principles - the stab of the dagger with the frosty long sword, and he cut straight down the old man's arm.

He didn't have the slightest intention of underestimating it.

The color of the dots already indicates the mercenary's combat level in the old man's costume.

An assassin at the pinnacle of his career.

But the two sides did not continue to fight.

Congreve turned and ran, and he even turned on [Sprint] - the Assassin class's acceleration skill was not as explosive as that of a Warrior, but it lasted longer, and during this time, it was okay to make a sharp turn or stop.

Only, Congreve walked in a straight line along the shadow in the corner.

When Gross's sword blade fell, the old man's body was extremely fast, and he suddenly jumped out two or three meters away—the [Sword Qi Slash] had not accumulated many times, and this distance was completely beyond the range of Gross's attack.

His eyes blinked, though.

Mentally retarded?

The assassin confronts the warrior, turns and runs away, choosing a straight line that doesn't change?

All it took was one charge, and Gross was sure that he would be able to catch up and stab the old fellow's chrysanthemum with a single sword.

But, quickly, he reacted. The moonlight overhead was rapidly dimming, as if a dark cloud was obscuring the sky.

Griffin Knight.

In fact, the sound of the Frosty Sword and the dagger colliding with the "old mercenary" Congreve just now had already been heard by the two griffon knights—

The First Order of Awakening has a keen sense of hearing that surpasses that of ordinary people, not to mention, that sound is so deaf and audible in this quiet night.

Neither the Dardanelle Knight nor the Pine Knight are deaf.

So, riding griffons searching for bounty hunters, they rushed over.

No wonder the old guy ran away—

It stands to reason that an assassin at the peak of his career would have no reason to be weak in the face of a high-ranking warrior. The old fellow had made the right decision to walk around the corner, for, from the height of the griffin knight's flight, that area was the blind spot of vision.

Quietly, Gross lifted his toes and tiptoed into the shadows.

The wind is tight, it's! Operation "LVup" has officially ended.

He didn't want to meet these two griffon knights - at this time, this occasion could easily lead to unnecessary misunderstanding and suspicion.

Behind the Karlsas Musical Theatre is a residential area lined with houses and numerous complex laneways. Long before he arrived, Gross was familiar with the route of the retreat.