Within five paces, Raymond quickly reached Tina's front and swung his curved sword at the killer behind the little girl with the strength of one hand.

The curved blade swept a curved arc in mid-air, and that line set off a sharp wind, but unfortunately, the swordsman youth's blow had already cut into the killer behind the half-fairy girl.

The killer threw his neck back to avoid the arc of the sword close to his chin, grabbed Tina's back collar and pushed the little girl forward.

Tina and Raymond's eyes were startled for a moment.

Immediately afterward, the young swordsman reflexively raised his left arm to take the little girl into his arms - thanks to the light weight of the half-elf, Raymond's balance was not affected too much when he caught Tina, so that when the Nightspawn Slayer who pushed the little girl towards him next rushed at him with a dagger in his hand, his right hand was able to hold the curved sword in time to defend against it.

So, with his left hand, which was still dripping with blood, he hugged the little girl in his arms, and Raymond aimed at the killer who jumped towards him with his leg and held the sword in his hand diagonally in front of him.

The dagger didn't strike at his sword too unexpectedly for the next second. The corners of the killer's mouth were cold under the hood, and the wrist that held the dagger handle began to twist as his companion had done a dozen seconds earlier.

The dagger in his hand immediately twisted along with his wrist, and at a strange angle, like a vicious and cunning snake, slid down the blade of the curved sword towards Raymond's hand.

Once again, the backhand sword technique was used in the hands of the Assassins of the Fourth Age of Ferdia.

This set of swordsmanship, which is a headache for melee professionals, is like a helpless but extremely powerful rogue. Raymond stared at his eyes as he watched the killer's dagger approach his right hand at a speed that was not slow, and he was helpless for a while. But this time, he was still holding the half-fairy girl in his arms, whom he had been deliberately protecting.

If she chooses to retreat at this moment, Tina's life will be threatened by the other party. -- He knew it in his heart.

At the thought of this, Raymond immediately gritted his teeth. Roar: "Get out of here!" ”

Then, with half unwilling anger and half gambling attempts, he grabbed the hilt of the sword in the palm of his hand with his right hand, twisted the curved sword in his hand as well, and at the same time picked it up.

The image of a miracle appeared between him and the killer in the next second - only to see the curved sword with a short dagger raised into the sky, the killer's scarlet eyes revealed from under the hood flickered as if surprised, and the dagger in his hand that was stuck to Raymond's sword like a snake a second ago was actually picked open.

Inadvertently. The look in Raymond's eyes was also stunned.

Rotating his wrist to pick up a weapon, this action is indeed just a random counterpart he made with a dog's mentality of jumping off the wall.

I just didn't expect that the assassin's proud backhand swordsmanship ...... It seems that it was cracked by itself like this?

"Damn swordsman......" faintly. Recovering from his surprise, he immediately heard the killer in front of him muttering something as he subconsciously retreated.

However, unlike Arroyo and Locke's half-combatants, Raymond's sense of smell and control of the pace of combat far surpasses that of most people his age. As the killer seemed to recoil with a look of surprise, his eyes lit up. The curved sword raised in his hand swung forward and slashed down.

Flashes of arc light. The retreating killer held his breath and shed a cold sweat, and although Raymond's sword failed to hurt his body, it still sharply tore through the black robe he was wearing, revealing the inner leather armor hidden inside and the hidden weapon he carried with him.

Raymond stared at the killer in front of him, ready to take a step forward.

At this time, the little girl who was held in the arms of the young man looked back behind her with wide eyes in horror, and immediately shouted: "Brother Raymond, back!" ”

It was as if at that moment I also felt the killing intent from the back of my neck. The future Sword Saint shuddered in his head, and immediately gave up his attack on the killer in front of him and turned back in the direction of his back.

The next moment. He saw that the other four Nightspawn Slayers, who had been hanging on his side, seemed to use four shadow skills at the same time to swoop down to less than three steps away from him and Tina, and four daggers illuminated by oil lamps stabbed at him at the same time from the four directions where the four four hands were.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of him and the little girl, almost desperate - but at the last moment, no one expected that Locke would suddenly burst in from the side of the battlefield and use his body as a shield in front of Raymond and Tina.

The daggers of the four killers were then mercilessly plunged into the young man, who claimed to be a scholar. In the astonished gaze of Raymond and Tina, Locke turned his back to the future Juggernaut and the half-elf girl, the two eyeballs in his sockets widened as if they were about to bulge, and several blood sprays erupted from his chest and abdomen as the four Nightborn Killers pulled out their daggers.

"Locke!" Raymond then saw Locke's head tilted back, and his body fell to the floor in front of him with a thud in front of him, but his weak eyes could barely be opened, and there was still life in his throat.

The killers' daggers didn't seem to pierce his heart at the moment of suddenness, "only" severely wounding him, splattering his blood from his body onto Raymond's sword.

That was enough to spark Raymond's anger.

"You guys...... Bastard! Facing Locke's fallen body, Raymond glared fiercely at the four killers in front of him, and several green tendons burst out on the back of his right hand holding the arc sword, trembling under the emotion of anger.

The curved blade was stained red by the blood of his companions, and the future Sword Saint suddenly felt a force that could not be resisted driving him to kill the hooded bastards in front of him, and he immediately swung the sword in his hand, almost slashing the side blade of the curved sword towards the four Nightspawn killers in front of him with an arm movement.

The reckless blow was completely unskilled under the influence of rage, and the four Nightspawn Assassin Killers stepped back in unison, the arc of their blades sending a single blast through the air in front of them.

Raymond's sword filled with rage seemed to be missing—but at this moment, as the arc swept through the killers' bodies, a new crimson slash suddenly flew forward from the arc.

It was the blade of the blood-arc, and the remaining traces of blood seemed to have broken away from the sword body under the control of a certain will, and in an instant, it condensed into a crescent-shaped arc in mid-air and continued to shoot forward.

Like a blood-colored crescent moon.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the Valley of the Dark Crow, under the full moon that never sets, the eerie and gloomy Blood Moon Castle Banquet Hall.

“――！” As if to catch her eye on something that would have taken her aback, the vampire queen Cosette suddenly opened her eyes from the leisurely taste of the wine, the goblet in her hand slipped quietly from her slender fingers, and the rosy red wine sprinkled on the floor of the castle hall with a crisp crack of ice, staining it with a dark stain...... (To be continued.) )