Volume 1: Pale Nobles Chapter 212 Night Rain Sword (2)

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There was a tragic corpse with a twisted head on the ground, Su Cheng stood silently under the torrential rain, the cold rain flowed from the mask, the cold wind blew through his body, he looked up at the silent twin sons speechlessly, and then looked at the corpses on the ground, and finally sighed irritably, beckoning his eldest brother Garrett to come and drag the corpse.

In fact, it's no wonder that Sioux City is irritable. After all, before the commission began, he had thought about many unexpected situations, such as too many masters on the other side, and various situations such as the dense guards.

But he really didn't expect that the first accident he encountered was that the other party's body was too poor - he just wanted to attack his back and paralyze the other party's body, but he didn't expect that it was just an ordinary twist, and he directly twisted the other party's head off.

Su Cheng firmly believed that this could not be said to be a mistake, after all, he was accustomed to the fact that everyone had a certain amount of physical qualities on the side of the Orthocrucial Sect, and it was an idle thing to be firm and persistent, and it was even more normal for him to be able to see his steps like flying with heavy armor on his body. Now that he has come to the Dawu Dynasty, which focuses on attacking the inner energy, coupled with the fact that the opponent's strength is not strong, it is understandable to kill him by mistake.

The problem was that he had accidentally killed one of the guards, which was different from what he had planned. According to what he had originally expected, Cheng Le would be the first to be killed in the entire battle, and the people he encountered along the way would only need to inflict heavy damage on them, so as to delay the spread of the news of his invasion.

But now that he has killed by mistake, Su Cheng doesn't think much about it, and if he kills, he will kill it, so he won't do it all the way, and kill all the way to the end. Thinking like this in his heart, he is not afraid to fight head-on with others - whether he is afraid or not, it is better to say that he has long been accustomed to this kind of chaotic tough approach.

With a snap of his fingers and his brother Gawain dragging the other doorman who was not yet dead, Su Cheng strode up the stone staircase, countless rains slid through his mask like tear stains, and the next moment, he instantly appeared in front of the gate decorated like a wealthy mansion.

The steel gauntlet pressed lightly on the door, but the door was unlocked, and he strained slightly, and the door, which should have been opened by two people at the same time, slowly opened with a creak. The grinding of the door against the floor was not noticeable, and was now muffled by the crisp sound of rain pounding, which did not alarm the nearby guards.

Raising his left hand to give an order to the two silent sword puppets, Su Cheng quietly appeared in the door like a ghost, and as soon as he stepped into it, he felt that the sound of rain and the sound of playing echoed in the courtyard at the same time, and the sound was endless.

The first thing that catches Sioux City's eyes is a wall, also known as the Shadow Wall, which is used to block the view from outside the door and prevent anyone from being able to see the things in the courtyard directly from the outside of the door. Sioux City knew the name of the wall as much as he knew the name of everything in the Sword Altar - the map that had been memorized into his head would always remind him of everything he needed to know.

With a flash of thought in his head, Su Cheng turned around and silently walked to the nearest station.

Under the influence of heavy rain, the temperature seemed to be unusually low tonight, and the guards standing in the corridor to the right of the gate seemed to be about to freeze, and at the moment they were breathing into their hands with some chills, and occasionally raised their heads to look around--but under the storm, many lights were blown out, and he could actually see nothing but the nearby trees.

Just as he was about to lower his head and puff into the palm of his hand, he suddenly heard a very small sound in the distance behind him, which sounded like the sound of boots on the floor. The guards were shocked, who was it? He thought so, but instead of raising his voice, his left hand naturally reached for the weapon at his waist, and tried to turn around as if he hadn't noticed—perhaps just a late guest, or perhaps the man guarding the door trying to shelter from the rain.

It doesn't have to be an enemy. He thought so.

At this moment, a fierce gust of wind suddenly poured out to the rear, and the guard instantly used the internal strength method, and the warm energy immediately rose from the dantian, and at the same time, he drew his knife with his backhand, and slashed behind him with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

But his attack missed, and there was nothing there except the pitch-black corridor.

Just as he hesitated to put away his weapon, the next moment, a metal glove slammed his throat from behind, but in the blink of an eye, with a creepy cracking sound, the guard's consciousness detached from his body, and the movement of the struggle slowly weakened, and finally lay motionless on the ground.

With a muffled sound, the door with the gorgeous pattern and carving slowly closed.

On the other side of the corridor, his brother Gawain stood like a ghost haunted by shadows, the ground was covered with severed limbs, splatters of flesh stained its jet-black armor, and several cruel blood flowers bloomed on the walls of the corridor due to the violent attack of the assailant. Su Cheng calmly estimated, it looked like flesh and blood for two, but he really couldn't even see the slightest human appearance, maybe he was just stronger?

Dragging the choked corpse on the ground, Su Cheng thought as he threw it behind the rockery, while the twins repeated his action and threw the two corpses of the guards dragged from the gate to the rockery, but it seemed that due to the wrong strength, they finally fell into the small pond with a pop.

Calmly glanced at the expressionless twins, Su Cheng didn't care whether this way of hiding the corpse was to hide his ears or steal the bell, lowered his head and quickly remembered the direction of the monitoring hall located in the watchtower, and immediately led the twins into the rain curtain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Since he chose to attack, he had to race against time.

At the same time, Yuan Ying, who was talking to Duan Fei in the hall, was suddenly stunned, and then he smiled at Duan Fei and said, "Lose your company." At the same time, he walked slowly to the hallway outside the hall. Although this move would obviously make Cheng Le dissatisfied, he needed and had to do it.

Because he has received an enemy attack from a dead player. It's just that this is not surprising to him, after all, they did not deliberately hide the matter of the banquet for the core players of the White Sword today, if it is a hostile gang or someone who does not want the White Sword to enter Fengyang, today is their best opportunity to make a move.

To his surprise, there were only three people who came to stir up trouble this time. Thinking silently for a moment, Yuan Ying was hopeless, although he thought that it was impossible for there to be only three people, but the water was covered, and now he couldn't let these three rats disrupt the progress of the banquet under any circumstances, so he quickly decided to let the special team kill the three rats first.

After connecting the call, he heard a commotion coming from the other end, Yuan Ying coughed hopelessly, and then looked at the pictures of the three people from the Supervision Department, and then ordered: "Let the siblings of the Supervision Department wake up and pay attention, and report to the special reserve team as soon as they find the whereabouts of the other party." ”

Flowing Water Broken Flower, one of the two captains of the special reserve team, said confidently: "Don't worry, boss, when you enter the main altar, no matter how agile the mouse is, you can't escape from our palms." ”

Yuan Ying hummed hopelessly, and then closed the phone after saying a few more words to Liushui Broken Flower. He never worried about the outcome of those three enemies, because in his opinion, the fate of the other party had been predestined since he entered the main altar.

The only thing he worries about is that the arrest should not affect the banquet, otherwise Cheng Fatzi and Cheng Wei will definitely scold him for a while after the banquet - he hates Cheng Fatzi, but he hates being scolded by Cheng Wei, who doesn't know how to fart.

Yuan Ying's hopeless order instantly broke the silence of the Sword Altar, and the members of the special reserve team were divided into multiple groups, trying to surround the three with the information provided by the Supervision Department, but the other party seemed to know the storage of the Supervision Department quite well, and also knew the location of the eight hanging mirrors of the Supervision Department, and more than ten minutes passed, and the two special teams totaled more than thirty players, and they couldn't even find each other's shadows.

As time passed, the members of the Task Force felt that the captain's orders were gradually decreasing, and the Inspectorate had not provided them with any more information for some time.

"In the closet, there is a suspicious person's whereabouts." At this moment, the Supervision Department finally came with another message: "In the corridor outside the watchtower, the whereabouts of a suspicious person appeared in the D wing. ”

Hearing the news, Flowing Water, who was worried about how to explain to the boss, clapped his hands violently, and hurriedly divided the special reserve team into three groups and dispatched personnel according to the intelligence. In the blink of an eye, the dense footsteps suddenly and quickly converged towards the three target haunts, and the two captains led by them flew through the corridor in an instant with their own light skills, but disappeared into the wind and rain in the blink of an eye.

Outside the D-room, eight members of the special team dressed in standard clothes braved the rain to see a familiar guy coming out of the room. Under the faint light in the corridor, the team leader saw the other party's face clearly, recognized the other party's identity at a glance, and immediately asked, "Psychic?" Why aren't you in the banquet hall, what are you doing in Duan Fei's room? ”

was called out by several people, and Xuan Ke Tong, who had just come out of the wing, touched his head, sighed, and said: ". Then he drew a dagger from his sleeve and appeared in front of the leader like a ghost, slitting his throat without blinking. The knife cut so deep and so hard that it almost cut off the squad leader's head, and the warm blood suddenly sprayed so that Xuan Ke was red all over, and even several members of the special team behind him were stunned.

A sneak attack killed the highest-level squad leader, Xuan Ke Tongling silently recited a thousand in his heart, and then he didn't wait to be surrounded, he knew that his strength was average, and he slashed his backhand again, slashing his throat fiercely, shaking a few steps, before falling into the rain, convulsions a few times and losing movement.

The bright red blood slowly dispersed in the rain, and several team members were stunned, but they didn't expect this guy from the same gang to suddenly commit suicide after he broke out and killed people, and looked at each other for a while. At this time, one person in the rear pushed away his teammates who didn't know what to do, and rushed to the wing room where the door was still closed in two steps in the rain.

When he walked inside, he saw that the walls of the room were covered in flesh and blood, and dozens of familiar looking corpses were slowly swaying on the beams. He looked up at the corpse above him carefully, and thought to himself that these were all players standing guard, with low rank and weak strength, and it was not surprising that they were killed - but why did they hang the corpse?

At that moment, he suddenly noticed a shadow appear below his line of sight, accompanied by the sound of liquid dripping to the ground, very close, very dense, as if it was coming from his side.

What is it?

He looked down and saw that the shadow was a strange spiral-shaped longsword with blood flowing from its blade, and it was now stuck in his neck. It dawned on him why they hung up the corpses, because some stupid fellows would always look up and see something, ignoring something more dangerous in the dark.

With a reluctant sound, the arm he was trying to lift the Five Poison Palms shook weakly at his side, and slowly, his consciousness departed from his body, and finally he heard only a snap - it was the sound of his body falling to the ground, and the blood that was still warm was slowly flowing on the jade-like ground.

He's over, but the night has just begun