Chapter Twenty-Four: Hoarseness?

Woooo

As soon as the sound of arrows breaking through the air sounded, Vega tensed his nerves like seeing a cat's rat.

There is no doubt that the United Kingdom's spy organization carried out the attack.

At the same time, Vega also understood that the spy in charge of monitoring the store had retreated not because the Imperial army had arrived, but because they were preparing to attack in advance to avoid being hit by this unexpected arrow.

So why did the UK's spy groups launch the attack in advance?

Vega felt that he had not shown any flaws, and that there were at least two hours left before the three-hour deadline, but the enemy had attacked ahead of schedule, which was the only thing he had not figured out.

There is no time to think.

This time, Vega didn't dare to hold it up, he turned on the magic defense while looking for cover, for fear that these were the magic arrows that could ignore the magic defense of the professionals, and if he tripped on the second stone twice and was embarrassed, he would lose his hair.

Ding Ding Ding –

Vega hid under the counter and watched the arrows fall against the wall, picking up one with a puzzled look, but he didn't feel any magic from it.

"Ordinary arrows?"

Vega had doubts in his eyes, and at this moment, a second round of arrows whistled from outside the door, and countless arrows pierced the entire store into a hornet's nest in an instant through the frosted glass door.

The first round is a normal arrow, then the second round must be a demon-breaking arrow.

Vega had suffered this big loss, so he hid under the counter and had no idea of showing his head at all.

"Wait. ”

Vega looked at the arrows nailed to the wall and frowned: "This second round of arrows is not the demon-breaking arrows of that day, so what does the other party mean by this, do you want to kill him with this ordinary arrow?"

Just as he was wondering, there was a sound of footsteps.

Someone came into the store.

Vega took out the longsword he had hidden from under the counter and glanced out a little.

About 80 tight-clad spies entered the store with crossbows and short knives, and slowly approached the counter.

Phew-

Vega only took a look and was spotted when an arrow struck him directly.

Subconsciously dodge.

When the arrow was discharged, Vega found that it was still an ordinary arrow, and the entire store could not feel any magic power for the time being, and it was obvious that none of the people in this wave were professionals.

Let a group of ordinary people deal with him as a professional?

At this time, Vega really couldn't understand whether the commander of the United Kingdom spy organization was too conceited or ignorant of the abilities of professionals.

This is also obviously impossible.

Vega will not forget the man in black who is also a professional that night, since there is a professional person, then the other party must know that letting ordinary people deal with professionals is tantamount to using a mantis arm as a car.

Even if this amount seems a bit much.

But with the ability of a professional, it is definitely possible to deal with these 80 people before the magic runs out.

"It turned out to be magic. ”

In a flash of inspiration, Vega finally understood the commander's intentions.

Constantly using the crowd tactic can indeed pile up the professional, because there is almost no difference between the professional and the ordinary person who has run out of magic, but it is obviously not enough to just rely on these eighty people to try to pile him to death.

In other words, these eighty people are cannon fodder for the purpose of consuming his magic power.

If it is a professional battle between peers, it generally depends on whose equipment is good and whose combat skills are strong, and if there is almost no gap between equipment and combat skills, then it depends on whose magic power is exhausted first.

The commander of the spy organization is not stupid, but too shrewd.

First use cannon fodder to consume his magic power, test his combat skills and equipment, and then wait until he has mastered his basic combat information before finally having a perfect curtain call, which can be said to be a completely unsolvable situation for ordinary professions.

However, this trick does not work for Vega.

He drew his crosssword, exposing himself directly to the crossbow.

Woooo

Another barrage of arrows fired, but all of them were blocked by Vega's magical defenses.

And so it was. Vega became more and more sure of his guess.

Planning to send cannon fodder to drain his mana?

So why not just count it?

Tear the uniform of the bakery in the way, and straighten the military hat on his head.

Undaunted by more than eighty enemies, Vega said in a slurred child's voice, "Welcome to my dog slaughterhouse, poor puppies abandoned by their masters, and then please start struggling for survival." ”

Vega does not retreat, but advances.

He poured magic power into his whole body, forming a 360° defense with no dead ends, and rushed into the crowd with a cross sword in his hand, without paying attention to more than eighty people at all.

"Stupid. ”

The corners of Aiwen's mouth, who were always paying attention to the battle, sneered disdainfully.

Vega's lack of knowing how to save magic seemed to him to be no different from sending him to death, and in the current situation, this battle didn't even need his hand, and these eighty men were enough to consume Vega to death.

Plop pounce.

Vega began to harvest life after life.

This almost weak attack made it completely difficult for everyone to speak, and now everyone could only pray that Vega's magic power was exhausted, or they would all die here.

"Team leader, be careful. ”

Vega swung his sword at one of the small leaders, and one of the team members next to him knocked the leader aside, and he himself became a ghost under the sword.

"Huh?"

A trace of curiosity flashed in Vega's eyes: "I didn't expect that someone would really sacrifice their lives for their comrades, it's really unreasonable, this kind of boring feeling is of no use at all except killing his own life." ”

Vega stepped forward and was about to kill the team leader.

But at this moment, the encirclement was re-encircled, and Vega was blocked on the perimeter, and the group leader could only be killed after clearing the perimeter of the enemy.

"Just let you live a few more minutes. ”

In Vega's view, it is impossible for this group of abandoned cannon fodder to leave here alive, this is the sorrow of the weak, once abandoned by the strong, then there is no way to even choose the way to die.

"The chief, brothers can't stand it!"

The team leader who escaped by stepping on the corpses of his teammates watched the team members fall one by one, and he said excitedly to Ai Wen: "That little ghost soldier is a professional, and if we continue like this, our people will all die, and my subordinates implore the chief to take action personally." ”

"Hmph. ”

Ai Wen snorted coldly: "Without my order, if anyone takes a step back and strictly treats them according to the rules of the organization, it doesn't matter if you die, but think about your family and friends." ”

The team leader's eyes widened with rage.

But he could only grit his teeth and shout at his subordinates: "Brothers, even professionals have run out of magic power, everyone will resist me, the kingdom will eventually win, and we will be victorious." ”

No one dared to disobey orders.

They are only weak, and if they disobey orders, then the end will be worse than death.

Twenty minutes have passed.

More than half of the team had been killed or wounded, and it was at this time that they saw a glimmer of light.

Why does that imp soldier look a little exhausted?