Kodana. Evil Song is the leader of the watchers stationed in the Ravaging Beast's Lair. When Lyana and her daughter came to visit Vandal just now, she felt as if she had sensed the breath of a third person for a moment. Although it quickly disappeared, and even made her suspect that it was her own delusion, Kodana would not forget her duty, and she guarded it to prevent Vandal from any possibility of escape or murder.

The stakes are high, and she would rather believe in her delusions than let them go.

She hurried after them, and soon saw Leyana and Istaria at a turn-in junction. She sensed carefully, but did not find the breath of the third person.

"Is it really a delusion?" She was a little suspicious.

She didn't give up immediately, anyway, she was about to go to the prison of the deer helmet, so it was better to follow another paragraph.

And just as the mother and daughter disappeared at the intersection of the corner, a strangely shaped scimitar suddenly stabbed silently from behind.

"There are assassins!"

Cordana was alarmed, and she was shocked and angry. Kordana had experienced the War of the Ancients, and had participated in many battles in the last two years due to various disasters, and assassination was nothing new to her, she had long been accustomed to it, but no Assassin had ever been able to launch a sneak attack so close to her.

Before the other party swung the knife, she didn't even notice it at all!

This is a top assassin!

- Of course: this is the legendary Assassin Garona!

The scimitar in the hands of the orc female assassin is none other than her famous weapon, "Flash".

Most Assassins preferred to use daggers, which were more silent and swift, making them ideal for assassination. But Garona is different. She likes to use this short knife called "Flash", and the one in her left hand is a dagger.

Although the dagger is not as stealthy as the dagger. But Garona's own strength makes up for it. Even with such a relatively bulky weapon, she was still able to perform at the level of a top assassin - a successful one-hit. Get out of the way!

A flash had pierced the dark green cloak of the watcher in front of her, and the tip of the knife quickly pierced through her leather armor, touching the soft and fragile body inside.

It only takes one more inch to taste the blood of this watchman's heart.

There was hardly anyone who could escape death in such a situation, but just halfway through that fatal inch, Garona's dagger lost its purpose.

A white light flashed before her eyes, and the Warden's Leader was twenty yards ahead.

Garona missed.

Her opponent is not an ordinary person, but one of the strongest in the elite of the watchmen, who has experienced countless cruel wars. He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his combat experience is incomparably rich.

But Kodana didn't feel easy, and she knew that luck was a big part of the luck that she was able to escape from that knife. Even if she was only a quarter of a second late, she was already a corpse on the ground.

Her eyes glowed green under her mask, and she looked so dangerous that she wanted to see who the enemy was, but there was only a cloud of dissipating smoke, and the assassin had disappeared again.

The second round began.

Kordana took a deep breath. He clenched the circular blade in his hand, forcing himself to calm down, not letting his chaotic breathing affect his perception of the top assassin.

She didn't dare to call out to Sister Watcher, she knew she would be distracted. The Assassin would have seized the opportunity; She also did not dare to move around without permission, as she would risk exposing her vulnerable parts to the Assassins.

The atmosphere in the air was very solemn, and it seemed to be quiet. Only a slight "tick, tick" sound echoed through the cave.

It was the sound of blood coming down to the ground from the wound where Kordana had been stabbed in the back. She had done her best to tense her muscles and let the wound close. Don't let the blood flow there.

The only thing to be thankful for is that this assassin's dagger is not quenched. Otherwise, whether it was a paralyzing poison or a deadly poison, she was now at her mercy.

In this silent atmosphere, Kodana slowly soaked. She still stood still, not daring to move.

Whether the assassin had gone or not, she didn't know.

She may be gone, or she may not. If it's the former, it's fine, but if it's the latter, Kordana might die in the next precise assassination.

She had to be more patient than the Assassins.

Kordana went into a state of extreme concentration, even forgetting the flow of time around her. Until two different voices came from the air:

"Isn't this one?"

"Doesn't it seem to—what is she posing?"

"Stupid, she's hurt! She was supposed to be on guard against the Assassins. ”

"See, it's the wound of a dagger. Should be a master. ”

The two voices echoed in this corridor as soon as they asked and answered, but Kodana couldn't judge the specific direction at all.

There was only one person who had just assassinated her, and he was the other party's companion?

And what these two people were saying, she didn't understand at all.

Kordana tensed.

In front of her and behind her, lurking a ninja, a masked girl with a scythe and a pair of large eyes staring at Kodana, and a small yodeler with a crossbow in his hand, equally ready to strike.

These two were Akali and Kenan, and as ninjas, they didn't have to act with the people in the crypt who were fighting in the crypt, because they were afraid that something would happen to the Deer Helm.

Akali saw a small pool of blood at Kodana's feet and said, "Forget it, leave her alone, leave it to Ike and them, let's go inside!" ”

"Let's go!" "It's the way, isn't it?" That's what Bearskin said. He won't cheat us. ”

The voices of the two disappeared completely.

They spoke the secret language of the Balanced Sect, and few people in Valoran could hear it, let alone the Night Elves.

For a moment, Kodana thought she was dead, but after a while, she realized that the other party had not attacked. She didn't even know if it was a helper of the previous Assassin.

So is the previous assassin gone?

Is this a trap?

Kodana couldn't tell.

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Did Garona go after all?

Kodana doesn't know, Kryana knows.

The legendary Orc Assassin actually followed the Assassin's rule after his first failed assassination of Kodana, "One miss." Stay away immediately", she quietly bypassed Kodana under the cover of smoke bombs. Lurking deeper into the crypt.

She hadn't forgotten that she had more important things to do, and the Warden Commander could no longer stand in her way. Of course, she didn't want to be entangled with such a difficult opponent anymore.

Serious matters!

She hurried after Laiana's mother and daughter to the deepest part of the crypt, where the Deerhelm was imprisoned.

Outside the doorway, a female druid and a watchman stood by, and they were the last guards. They are here to listen to the conversations between the inmates and the prisoners, to make sure that there is no boredom in them. As for safety, there is no need to worry, because the ban on this cell was set by Grand Druid Malfurio himself, and generally speaking, if someone wants to "rob the prison", it must at least exceed the ability of the caster to destroy it.

"Istaria. Are you here? Vandal in the cell seemed to sense something, and ran to the cell door in surprise before the mother and daughter were out of sight.

It was only then that Laiyana's mother and daughter turned the last corner and appeared in his field of vision.

"Grandpa!" Istaria exclaimed sweetly.

Deer Helmet suddenly agreed with a smile on his face, and he watched his granddaughter run over quickly, as if his heart was about to melt.

Leyana followed, calling "Father".

"Okay." Deerhelm nodded.

He noticed a flame-shaped mark on Leyana's wrist, and his expression sank.

Deer Helmet looked at his granddaughter: "My Istaria, sue me, do you miss your father?" ”

"Father?" Istaria was a little surprised.

In fact, there is almost no specific content about her father in her memory. Because not long after she was born, her father died. All she knew about Wastein came from her family and the mouths of her people. They portrayed a hero who sacrificed his life in the Battle of Quicksand in order to save the world. That's his father, Wastein. Deer helmet.

In fact, based on fantasy and stories alone, it is difficult for Istaria to pin her love on someone she has not met. To him, his father was "the man in the story".

Istaria is over a thousand years old, and even if she is placed in the long-lived Night Elves, she has long since reached adulthood. She knew that she was not suitable to confess her inner thoughts, because her mother and grandfather missed her father so much. So she knew how to give them a satisfactory answer.

She raised her head to look at her grandfather and smiled seriously: "Of course I want to, I want to do it very, very much!" ”

"Good boy. Good boy. "Vandal. Deer Helmet complimented him with satisfaction, and he suddenly lowered his voice. "Then, I'll take you to your father. Good no good? ”

"Huh?" Istaria froze in shock.

She knew her father was dead. Although she didn't know exactly why Grandpa was locked up here, she knew that he must have made a mistake. He was a prisoner, and he could not leave the den without a pardon.

"I'll take you to see your father, and our family will be reunited, okay?" The deerhelm's eyes lit up terrifyingly as if they were on fire. Istaria couldn't help but take a step back in fear.

His words have clearly "crossed the line". The druid, who had been watching this side, frowned and scolded, "Vandal, be careful with your words! If you show ...... Well? ”

Before she could finish her sentence, a terrible scream suddenly came from the other side of the crypt, which kept echoing in the deep cavern:

"Hell robbery! Someone robbed the prison! ”

"Hell robbery!" The Druid stared warily at Vandal as she tightened her grip on her staff.

At this moment, the watchman beside her suddenly rushed towards Leyana like a whirlwind, and shouted, "Don't let this traitor leave the cell!" ”

Leyana stood in front of her daughter, her lips moving slightly, and no one could hear what incantation or prayer she was chanting, until she waved her hand, and a large flaming thorn suddenly appeared in the path of the watchman's charge.

"Flame Druid!" The Druid Warden shouted with wide eyes. (To be continued......) R1292