The moonlight gradually dimmed and disappeared under the cover of dark clouds, the stars were lonely in the blue night, and the winter night in Karthas was only a faint light from the arched windows of a gray-white curved building, as if it were crumbling—

The warm orange-red light is scattered and scattered, and the intertwined light blurs the field of vision.

The night weaved into countless gray shadows in front of him, and Gross took a step, and the long shadow in front of him suddenly shook suddenly.

He remembered:

If the main line of the historical plot in the past had not deviated again, the bounty hunters of "Pablo's Blood" would have failed-

In fact, until the year of the rhino horn, when the ruling Edwin royal family came to an end on the stage of history, Her Royal Highness the princess has always lived well.

Maybe her life was not a happy story, but at least, she always lived strongly.

It's just that now, he suddenly found that he was actually involved in this plot line-

He killed Dondy the "Dark Joker" and then got entangled with the three bounty hunters in front of him, and in fact, he has already involved part of the power of the "Pablo Blood Thorn".

Although this was not his original intention, the current situation is true.

When the clear whistle sounded far away from the other corner of the city, the three bounty hunters simply glanced at each other and ran—almost in the blink of an eye, they disappeared from the alley without a trace.

Gross's face froze instantly, and that expression could be more exciting.

He suddenly found that the plan he had just worked so hard to implement had become a complete waste of effort.

These bounty hunters face Rael, even if the goddess of fate Elubeaa comes to their side, they will turn around and leave, not to mention a man like Gross who is not amazing-

This time his guess was correct. Hill and his two companions thought of the mission and made a decision on the spot.

Tang Di is dead, it's not a bad thing to lose a guy who shares the commission.

The corners of Gross's mouth twitched.

The so-called plan can't keep up with the change, probably like that.

He continued to walk in despair, and by the magic, he opened the system, and no doubt caught a glimpse of the experience section—the green line groove was more than halfway there, nearly three-quarters of the way to be exact.

lvup?

Since coming to the world of Illuson, he has been pursuing more powerful powers, and combined with the experience of the past two months, he has to admit that killing people and setting fires is indeed a shortcut to quickly increase the level.

Right now, Princess Samantha and her party are fighting the bounty hunters of "Pablo's Bloodthorn", should they sneak into the waters?

Gross hadn't enjoyed the previous fight, and he suddenly had some wonderful ideas.

……

The battle in the city is heating up, and in this section of the street, Pablo Bloodstab's eight bounty hunters who launched a surprise attack formed an attacking formation—

Led by the "old mercenary" Congreve and the "merchant" Garfield, they waved their weapons and rushed towards Princess Samantha in waves-

Fred stood in front of Princess Samantha, and under the onslaught of this tidal wave, he was like a solid reef, guarding all incoming attacks.

However, the situation is not optimistic.

As soon as the guards approached the assault formation formed by the assassins with their swords, and often before they could react, the assassins with unusual agility had already swung their daggers—

The dancing edges shimmered faintly cold light in the watery moonlight, and in the next second, these cold lights had pierced into their bodies.

The bounty hunter of "Pablo's Blood" has a very good assassination skill, and the dagger like the sharp teeth of a beast gently slashes along the surface of the armor, accurately piercing the gaps in the armor -

The screams and muffled voices came and went, and the crowds on both sides collided, infiltrating each other's formations, and it was visible to the naked eye that the guards belonging to Princess Samantha's side fell down in large areas.

Fred and Samantha, both holding swords, back to back.

At the side of Chief Guard Cohen, a guard tries to intervene in his battle with the "old mercenary" Congreve-

In the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, he shrewdly went around the old man's back, and when he saw that the other party did not react, he didn't even pay attention to the corner of his eye-

He was a little surprised that the other party would be so unguarded, but immediately after, he got the answer.

Congreve had the absolute upper hand in the battle with Cohen, and the sword stabbed him from behind, and he stepped aside, then turned around, raised his arms, and slammed his bracers against the sword.

With just one blow, the bracer made of steel slammed into the middle of the blade, and the long sword flew out of his hand—

It was an ordinary military-style long sword, and the silver body of the long sword swung in mid-air, and then, pierced into a tall red maple tree on the side of the street.

The blade of the sword dug deep into the dark brown trunk of the tree, and it still trembled.

The sparse branches have fallen maple leaves.

The whole process is a long story, but in reality, this scene happened in less than a second.

The guard suddenly felt one of his hearts beat wildly.

Congreve whistled like a windmill and turned sideways, his left hand slapping away his sword, while the cold blade of his right hand was stabbing at him.

The white miserable sword flashed in his sight.

When he saw the short sword in the old man's hand again, the short sword seemed to cross the distance of space and appeared on his neck—a sword, falling.

The clever assassination technique only slit the throat and didn't shed much blood—the guard collapsed on the winter night when the night wind blew, and the corpse quickly turned cold.

The real fight is always life and death.

Therefore, although witnessing the death of colleagues who get along day and night in front of their eyes, not too many people are sad.

The battle continued, and the intensity was even more than before.

Congreve's right hand shook an extremely beautiful sword flower.

A drop of crimson blood splattered from the blood groove of his blade.

He glanced up at the city of Karthas at this time, except for the section of the street where the battle took place, and the surrounding area was eerily quiet.

Tang Di hadn't arrived yet, and the time had exceeded expectations.

And the knight who awakened to the first order, Baron Andrew Collins, has not yet returned to help—to some extent, their assassination operation has been smooth enough.

If the baron had been present, they would never have attacked so rashly.

After all, the power of the awakening level far exceeds that of the first order of inauguration.

Not only the "old mercenary" Congreve, but also the "merchant" Garfield, they all know very well what kind of power it is once they step into the awakening level.

Their time may be running out, and once Andrew shows up, they will have to choose to retreat.

The dagger and the dagger dance to a rhythm that seems like a storm.

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