The head was dizzy, the scene in front of him was still spinning slightly, and the body hurt as if it had fallen apart.

Sally didn't go through all kinds of cruel training like the temple guards, and although she was not of a low rank, in terms of physical strength, she was not much different from ordinary girls, so after being knocked away at this time, the unbearable pain almost made her cry - her elbow fell to the ground because of the impact and she couldn't move, and her chest was even more difficult to breathe in because of the concussion...

At this time, she staggered and stood up, completely because the instinct of "running away" in her heart dominated Sally's consciousness, in fact, when she stood up, her body was still a little disobedient. After stumbling a few steps, the heart-rending pain in her back was transmitted to her brain with adrenaline delay, causing her to bite her lip "uh"...

Hurt.

Consciousness was instantly overwhelmed by boundless pain, she reached out and touched her back, the words "in calamity" appeared in her mind, and despair spread.

But after wiping her back weakly with her palm, the sight Sally looked down at made her stunned.

Blood...... What about blood?

The imaginary scene of blood on his hands did not appear, and there was no blood on his white palms under the sun, except for some dirt rubbed against him when he fell!

The white robe was sliced open by the sword, and a large hole leaked out of the back, and Sally looked ahead in confusion, frowning and wondering what the fat man with a bloody face covered in and hiding under the stone stomp was doing, and reached out to touch the "wound" on her back again - and when she clearly felt her fingertips touch the scaly soft armor of the Kemera beast, she suddenly understood why...

It was the soft armor that blocked the attack.

Sally realized that it was very valuable, but she never thought that this underwear soft armor would have such a strong defensive power - because it was only a thin layer no matter how much it was touched, and it was only two layers of linen thick...

But the facts now clearly tell her that this dress has blocked what could have been a fatal blow for her.

The flesh was not cut, there was no excessive blood loss, no broken bones... In addition to the pain, my body seemed to be able to function normally - when I thought of this, the pain was suppressed a lot, and the reason in my mind was quickly restored.

She almost immediately made a gesture to continue to escape, and at the same time wanted to see if the sword-wielding assassin would chase after her, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she felt a black shadow cross her head, and then saw the assassin in front of her suddenly swing his sword, "snapping" and hitting something...

"Smack. ”

The shaft of the half-piece spun and landed at Sally's feet, and she immediately understood that the assassin had split a dark arrow aimed at him!

Uh, Dark Arrow...?

As soon as some inexplicable thoughts popped up in her mind, four arrows appeared one after another and flew over Sally's head, because the rate of fire was too fast, the arrows were almost tailed, and the sound of "crackling" accompanied by the splashing of arrow shaft fragments presented an extremely strange scene in front of Sally.

It's so fast!

The sword-wielding Assassin even took two steps back to cope with the barrage, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Sally, who should have died, running to the side!

"What the is going on..."

Cursing in a low voice, he swung his sword again to block the incoming arrows by a fraction of a second - after having the advanced profession of "Wandering Swordsman", he was not afraid of the arrows of this speed and power in front of him, but this feeling was extremely aggrieved...... Because you can't fight back at all except blocking!

As long as he was exposed to the opponent's attack, he had to devote his energy to pay attention to the opponent's hidden arrows, so there was no way to chase Sally with all his strength, so he shouted "come and help me" directly to the fat man hiding under the stone stomping, and he blocked an arrow again, dodging and rushing towards the huge stone pillar on the side.

Sally had already begun to run along the semi-open portico outside the vestibule, but to the Assassin's surprise, instead of running in a straight line, Sally began to take an "S" shaped route around the stone pillars...

Although he was a little puzzled about why she did this, in order to complete the assassination mission as soon as possible, he still pulled his legs and followed.

......

On the other hand, Ryan and Booker and the others were completely confused by the changes in front of them, but they quickly recovered from their initial shock, especially after witnessing an assassin being hacked to death, the original fear in their hearts seemed to have subsided a lot.

As a descendant of a military aristocracy, Ryan was even more inspired by this scene to have the courage and blood in his heart, so after Sally ran away again, he turned his gaze to the fat man who was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, and an impulse suddenly appeared in his heart and immediately turned into action - he opened his mouth and recited the prayer, and then accurately released a level 1 "Holy Light Burn" on the fat assassin's body!

When the golden flames burst into the fat assassin's arm, Ryan felt an indescribable excitement in his heart, and the feeling of taking the initiative to attack brought him a strange excitement, but then he found out that ...... His own attacks don't seem to have much effect.

Although the fat man with a bloody face has no advanced profession, his basic career level exceeds level 14, and with the attribute bonus after a hundred battles, this basic magic technique of only level 1 is simply a tickle for him, and it is not lethal, but Ryan's behavior makes the already aggrieved fat assassin feel "humiliated" - this is a kind of "tiger is not powerful and is treated as a sick cat" 's strong sense of humiliation, after being mixed in the sea of swords and fire for so long, it was the turn of a torturer who didn't have any hair to be beaten with a level 1 divine skill, do you want to mess up?!

The fat assassin looked up in pain, just in time to find two mercenaries running over and preparing to besiege him, and he immediately had a solution in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and kicked it, almost with a posture of fighting for his life, and pounced directly at the mercenary - no one expected that such a fat guy would have such agile skills, and the mercenary who walked in front instinctively slashed but was cut away by a sword, and then was directly hit by the guy who was more than two hundred pounds!

"Boom!"

Because of the great momentum, the two mercenaries in front of him and one in the back were immediately knocked to the ground by this guy, and the fat man, after following the tumbling circle, reached out and pulled the mercenary who was hit by him and almost vomited blood in front of him, and the long sword in his hand immediately crossed the mercenary's neck, and when he confirmed that there were no arrows shooting at him outside the monastery, he immediately stepped forward and quickly retreated towards the stone pillar that could provide cover.

"Get the out of the way!"

He glanced at several monks who were fluting a few meters away, and his body was completely hidden behind the mercenary, because the range of movement was not small, the coerced mercenary was immediately cut in the neck by the sharp blade, but the temple guards who ran over to save Sally couldn't turn back to help, and the mercenary's companion was even more helpless with an axe - for a while, the fat man's footsteps were unstoppable!

Then he intensified, raised his hand and pierced the mercenary's back, and while the other party was still standing, he rolled backwards to Ryan and Booker, and before the two of them had time to react, he dragged Ryan, who was closer to him, and let the young monk stand in front of him!

Apparently he was not slow in his mind, knowing that he could not threaten a few people with mercenaries, but with this monk he could threaten the possible defenses of the entire monastery!

"Don't mess around!"

Ryan's struggle made him quite irritable, because the monk was short, and he could only squat as much as possible to prevent being shot by an arrow, and at this time, in order to make Ryan obedient, he even punched Ryan in the waist...

"Ho..."

Ryan gasped, he had never been beaten like this, he only felt that his entire lower body was instantly unconscious, and his legs were weak - if he hadn't been grabbed by the other party's neck, he would have collapsed on the ground...

The Assassin's powerful arm strangled Ryan, who could barely breathe, and the sharp pain in his lower back blurred his vision with tears. He never thought that the "war" and "battle" he longed for would have such a cruel side, saying that "men don't cry" and "would rather die than give in", and now he thinks about it completely nonsense - when facing death, the boundless fear really made him lose his ability to think, and he could almost only look straight ahead, looking at the two mercenaries with wounds who couldn't do anything, watching Booker and others shouting something but not daring to rush over......

With the roar of the fat assassin in his ears, he couldn't react to what the other party said, and Ryan only felt that he was being dragged by the other party like a dead dog, and waiting for him would only be slaughtered by a sword after losing his use value-but at such a moment, an idea popped up in his mind for no reason: would the archers hiding in the shadows solve this assassin?

But then he was immediately discouraged: this fat man was blocking himself in front of him just to block the arrows, and no matter how accurate the arrow was, it would not be possible to shoot the assassin behind him like this...

The vision swayed, and the smell of blood on the fat man's face filled his nose, and Ryan turned his face slightly to see Sally's back as she was running away.

Why did she run around the pillar?

This question popped up involuntarily in my heart, but when I didn't have time to think about it, there was a sudden "poof" sound in my ears, and then the neck was warm, and a long black rod was shaking on the side of my right eye......

Ryan, who was almost unconscious, rolled his eyes slightly, and his dull head gradually reacted after a second before he gradually realized what this slightly trembling thing in front of him was-

"Arrows?"

When he said this word, Ryan realized that the fat man who had been holding himself tightly had let go of his hand.

"Plop. ”

There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, and Ryan coughed and turned his head, but he was stunned to see the fat man with a hideous face before, and at this time he was lying straight on the ground with an arrow stuck in his right eye.

The arrow pierced through the skull and killed in one blow!