Anchen turned around and walked down the mountain.

LeBlanc put her hands behind her back, and soon after, her figure disappeared into pieces like a broken mirror at the top of the mountain.

On the other side of the cliff, LeBlanc, who was supposed to be standing on the top of the mountain, appeared here, and behind her nearly a hundred silent people were half-kneeling.

"According to the previous arrangement, after Quinn is disposed of, burn the grain and grass as soon as possible to block the mountain road."

"If necessary, use Quinn's corpse to suppress the rebels."

"Yes."

The half-kneeling figures nodded slightly, then quickly dispersed and silently disappeared into the dense forest and shrubs of the valley.

LeBlanc stood still, keeping that same smile as he watched the army in the distance below the mountain.

But the next moment, her brow jumped.

Looking into the distance in disbelief, a small figure slowly walked towards Demacia's army.

Actually from the front······

That guy, what are you thinking!

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"Jingle bell... Jingle bells..."

Demacia's army, which was repairing, suddenly heard the sound of a bell shaking.

The sound is not heavy, but everyone can hear it clearly.

Quinn, who was sitting on the edge of the tree, frowned, and the sound of the bell gave her a very bad feeling.

At about the same time, everyone looked at the sound of the bell.

The sound came from the rear.

The person standing in front did not see it, but the person standing in the back could clearly see that a person was walking alone on the mountain road not far away.

As she walked, the bell got closer.

The man was wearing a black cloak and a half-shattered mask on his face. The style of that mask should be a demon rakshasa .

Because of the bells, no one noticed that wisps of black mist began to spread in the canyon.

Everyone just felt that their vision was getting darker and darker.

The soldiers in charge of the patrol cautiously held their long swords and looked at each other, and walked up, looking at the appearance of the person in front of them, it was likely to be some believer of Acacia, if they were unlucky, the two sides would inevitably see blood.

"Here, we are passing by here, resting here for the time being, in front of us is our camp is inconvenient to enter, I don't know if you can go around."

One of the soldiers tried to organize his own language, expressing an attitude in his own not being the first.

"Really?"

Because of the few patrolmen standing in front of him, the man stopped, lowered his head and said, his voice a little low.

"But I'm here to find you, how can I take a detour?"

With that, she lifted her eyes, and the dark pupils collided with the soldier's gaze.

With one look, the soldier seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Intense fear eroded his whole body for a moment.

"I ······" He didn't say a word again, he took half a step back in horror, fell limply to the ground, and fainted.

Then several other patrolmen standing beside him also seemed to see something, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Enemy attack!"

"Everyone's on alert!"

Almost all of them drew their long swords at their waists and stood up in an instant.

Quinn was at the front of the line, but that didn't stop her from sensing what was happening at the back of the line.

Through the eagle Hualuo in the sky, she had seen what had happened.

There is only one person on the other side, so theoretically you don't need to care too much.

But I don't know why the other party gives himself a very weird feeling.

Is it just a look?

An Chen drew a short knife from his back, and silently stepped over the body of the soldier who fell to the ground, the black robe was windless.

I don't know when the fog in the canyon began to thicken, although it was not so much that you could not lose sight of your fingers, but it gave the canyon a hazy and psychedelic color.

And this fog is different from usual, it is black.

In the mist, the soldier began to see his companion clearly, as if he had been cut off from it, and the dark shadow not far away was slowly approaching with the sound of a bell.

"Fog?" Looking at the black mist that suddenly appeared, Quinn couldn't sit still, and with a gesture of his hand, the eagle named Hua Luo flew down on her arm.

Stood up, pushed away the soldier and walked towards the rear.

But as soon as she had taken a few steps, she was stopped by an astonishing momentum.

It was a murderous aura, so huge that it was outrageously murderous, and her breathing became heavy, and under the effect of this murderous intent, even she herself could not take a step forward.

Anchen's own killing intent, combined with the killing intent liberated in the black knife, and the illusion created by the active skill psychedelia. What can be achieved?

It only takes a second to make the thirteenth-level rune mana LeBlan, who has refined spiritual power, the spirit world of LeBlan, on the verge of collapse, or even temporarily incapacitated.

The most important thing is that such a release almost does not consume Anchen's own rune power.

She is more than capable of using it on these soldiers at the same time.

Although it only relies on its own killing intent and magic to achieve a spiritual attack, it has a limited effect on the power of truly high-level runes.

However, for these rune soldiers, whose power is generally below level four, it is far from enough.

The soldier stood in the black fog and looked at the figure in the fog in front of him in horror, and his vision was cold and blurred.

One hallucination after another appeared in front of his eyes, and he could even hear his own body tremble in the terrifying killing intent.

The sound of the bell in his ears echoed again and again, from far and near, as if it was absorbing his soul.

So, is it death rattling?

The soldier thought, and finally lost consciousness.

LeBlanc stood on the mountain in the distance, watching everything below, the sudden black mist slowly spreading through the valley.

She didn't know what was going on in the black mist, she could only see.

Where the fog passed, only the soldiers who had passed out were left.

Her fingers trembled.

"It's really, not elegant at all."

When the fog completely enveloped Quinn, Quinn could feel a feeling of weakness floating up on his body.

Her back was already soaked in cold sweat, and she couldn't see what was going on outside the fog through Hua Luo.

"Adjutant?"

No one responded.

"Your Excellency!" Adjutant's voice: "Are you looking for me?" ”

The adjutant walked out of the fog, sweating profusely.

Seeing the adjutant, Quinn's face softened for a moment, and he asked cautiously, "What about the others?" ”

The adjutant walked over to Quinn and shook his head helplessly: "My lord, I can't find anyone else." ”

"Can't find it..."

Quinn frowned and muttered, her pupils suddenly shrank, and a crossbow arrow flew out of her hand.

At the same time, the lieutenant also raised his sword and slashed at Quinn.

The crossbow bolt pierced the adjutant's body first, and the adjutant smiled coldly, and his body turned into a cloud of mist and dissipated.

Quinn gritted his teeth, illusion?

"Damn..." She cursed, her eyes staring around intently.

Then, she heard the rattle bell, and the black fog in front of her eyes broke and a masked man stood in front of her.

"You're looking for me?" The man asked.

But before the man could finish his question, Quinn had already raised the crossbow in his hand.

The next moment, the crossbow bolt pierced the man's body with a strong wind.

But Quinn didn't have the slightest intention of relaxing.

She saw with her own eyes that the arrows pierced the man's body, but she didn't even hurt the man's clothes.