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Who is he? Why was it attacked? Why don't you go to the patrol guard and run to the entrance to the basement level?

Any guard who has a little more time to think will immediately become suspicious of the crow.

The Santarim Assassin was completely gambling, and he was betting that Pike Noda didn't mean to intercept him, and he didn't even know about the assassination that took place in the banquet hall. This way, he can be attacked and killed by himself at close range while Pick Norda is still in doubt.

As the distance between the crow and Pick Noda shortened to within two meters, the panicked look on the assassin's face subsided slightly, as if he had found a reassuring reluctance. And at this moment, as if he could no longer support it, he stumbled forward under his feet, and his right hand instinctively raised and pressed towards the shoulder of the 'woman'.

Pike Noda subconsciously stepped forward and reached out to help him.

The assassin's eyes showed a hint of mockery, and a black glow suddenly flashed on the cuff of his right hand that was on the arm of the 'woman'. A pitch-black Hidden Blade poked out of the cuff of the mage's robe like a viper, and stabbed into Paiknoda's left 'chest' like lightning.

"Poof!" The black sword pierced into the heart of the 'female' without delay, but the strange touch of the tip of the sword seemed to pierce into a hollow human body that was completely devoid of flesh and blood, and the crow suddenly raised its head in surprise, just in time to meet the expressionless and indifferent eyes of Pai Knok.

"What's your entire plan to escape?"

Under the gaze of these indifferent pupils, the assassin only felt that all the secrets in his heart were clear, and he couldn't help but shudder secretly.

"Ahh The raven roared, and slapped her free left palm on Pick Noda's lower abdomen, knocking her far away before swooping into the underground passage without pause.

"It's heavy! Is this the strength of the world's powerhouses? Paike Noda felt the power pour into all parts of her body, crashing and destroying everywhere, almost completely bursting her puppet body.

"Smack!" Pike Noda's face has several cracks, like a porcelain doll that has been torn apart.

"No wonder that guy gave me a light and dark funeral, but didn't ask me to stop the assassins, but only contacted Guò** and read about their escape plan." Pick Norda was slightly frustrated.

Although her current strength was more than a level behind that of the Hunter World, she could see that even if she was the one before, she was no match for this person. (.)

From the moment the two of them made physical contact, her long-planned action was only uttered by that sentence, and the next action she wanted to fight back was stopped by the assassin's conditional counter-shooting. That palm paralyzed her whole body, and even the strength to pull the trigger disappeared.

In Pick Noda's impression, perhaps among the companions of the Phantom Brigade, only a few companions who are 'fine' in fighting skills, such as Wojin, Finks, and Peelleff, can do this.

However, to Picknoda's horror, it was clear that the man was not a strength warrior, but an agile assassin.

"Did he escape into the basement?" Just a few seconds later, as soon as the paralysis on Pick Noda's body subsided, a hurricane swept towards a vague figure from the end of the corridor, and before the person could reach him, a majestic and solemn 'woman' voice reached the ears of the brigade's beautiful 'woman'.

"Bang!" Pick Noda lifted Angel's Salute in her right hand and struggled to pull the trigger.

"Yu Yu~~" With the flash of the muzzle, a unicorn exuding a holy light hissed, raised its head and rushed towards the storm 'girl' king.

"I'm Ellaslan of Agolaron!" The figure wrapped in the hurricane appears to be taken aback, turning away from the unicorn's apparition, but does not attack Pick Noda.

She thought that after Pick Noda was seriously injured, her consciousness was "confused" and "confused". As the younger sister of Erastro, the Tempest 'Woman' King's traits are easily recognizable to the eyes of all the guards of the Supreme Palace, so she has not reported herself to her home before.

To the surprise of the Tempest Woman, the phantom of the unicorn suddenly slammed behind her, and turned around to make another side lunge. This time, the Storm 'Female' King didn't have time to avoid it completely, after all, the unicorn phantom was very large in size, and the distance was too close, and her body was partially grazed.

The unicorn's phantom shattered against the outstretched magical shield of the Storm Lady's body, and the magical elements 'shot' back in the air like glass shards.

Most of the unicorn's elemental fragments dissipated, but there was also a trace of light and shadow that strangely merged into the magical shield of the Storm 'Woman', and was directly reflected in the sea of consciousness of Elaslan through the guò shield.

Storm 'Female' Wang frowned slightly, of course she could see that the unicorn phantom formed by this magic bullet was controlled by the '' of the seriously injured 'female' in front of her. This proves that she is conscious and should know her true identity.

"You ......" As soon as Ellaslan wanted to speak, some fragmented memories flashed through her mind, which belonged to the crow.

The Storm Lady's eyes lit up, and through these fragments of broken memories, she instantly grasped the general content of the Santarin Society's assassination plan, and more importantly, she knew about the two teleportation circles that the assassins had arranged inside the Supreme Palace.

"Rest well!" The Storm Lady took a deep look at Pick Noda, who was sitting in the corner, and without hesitation, she dodged into the underground passage.

At the same time, she raised her hand and swiped quickly in front of her 'chest', and a string of mysterious magical light words condensed in the air. When she finished writing, she raised her hand, and the magical characters turned into several rays of light that disappeared into the night sky in several directions.

Less than ten seconds after the Storm Lady left the King, a sturdy panther silently appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Kid, don't shoot, we've received Elaslan's magical light and we've learned about the situation." Seeing Pick Norda trembling and raising her black and white spears, a glimmer of 'essence' flashed in the panther's eyes, and the man stood up and turned into an old druid in a feather cloak.

"Don't worry, Sander Warhammer has gone to another teleportation array, and those dastardly rats of the Santarin Society can't escape the High Palace!" Iga Lannord smiled and squatted down next to Pike Noda, his eyes swept over the wound on the 'woman's left 'chest', and immediately frowned tightly, "Your injuries are very serious......

"Hey, you're ......" The Grand Druid's palm glowed with a soft green light, and when he put his palm on Pick Noda's chest, his eyes widened in surprise, and his face showed a hint of solemnity, "Who is your master?" ”

"My master is the Spirit Prince Philar Moonlight!" Pike Norda struggled to her feet with a blank face, "I have a mind-reading ability, and he told me to stay here and intercept assassins who might be able to get through Guò!" ”

Pike Norda does not have an apostolic mark, and although she can use Qin Lun's mana to build a body, she is essentially just a puppet item, and she is definitely different from a living person.

"The 'elven' spirit prince of Theopia?" Garanord frowned, as soon as he touched the 'female' body, he immediately discovered that Paike Norda was not a living person, but just something like an alchemy puppet.

"Master, my duty has been completed, so I will retire first!" Pack Noda held the wound down, leaned over, and staggered down the hallway.

"Self-aware puppet puppets...... It must have been given to him by Anker's 'Spirit' Spirit King! The archdruid's eyes twinkled, and he watched Paik Noda disappear into the hallway, then lowered his head in deep thought.

Garlanor Nord is an 'elf' druid, approaching five hundred years of age, and is even more knowledgeable and knowledgeable than his formidable fighting prowess. In his understanding, it is difficult for puppet dolls to form such a high level of intelligence unless they have experienced a very long time.

There are very few remnants of this kind of thing in the current Faren Continent, most of them were born in the Arcane era when the Nether Scroll was born, and most of them came from the hands of the 'fine' spirit alchemists, and only they have enough knowledge and craftsmanship to make such a 'fine' beautiful and complex alchemy puppet.

The Great Druid quickly made up a lot of information around Pick Noda's Deposit. He thought that this thing must have been given to Qin Lun by Anker's 'Spirit' Spirit King, and the 'Spirit' Spirit King would give away this precious puppet, which naturally showed that he valued this 'Spirit' Spirit Inheritance Prince very much.

Since the 'Jing' Spirit King valued Qin Lun so much, then the silver-haired 'Jing' Spirit's every move might have come from the instructions of that 'Jing' Spirit King.

Although the Great Sage of Leni had confirmed that Qin Lun was on the way to rescue Illistine, he temporarily set out to support the Silver Moon Alliance. But it is also possible that the 'Spirit' Spirit King had talked to him about the Silver Moon Alliance before, and had 'revealed' his intention to form the Alliance. That's why the 'elf' prince took the risk and traveled thousands of miles to help Erasdra.

In fact, the future Star-Moon Alliance can be quickly established, and tonight's events have played a crucial role. And the appearance of Pike Noda inadvertently made the high-level of the Silver Moon Alliance think that the Anker 'Spirit' Spirit King had already had the intention of forming an alliance, so Qin Lun would spare no effort to help.

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"Don't run, you can't escape!" Mastasha said coldly.

At this time, in another 'flower' garden of the Supreme Palace, the highland 'spirits' stood in four corners with Elistine, Idria, and Rand, surrounded by a black-robed mage and two assassins dressed as 'acolytes'. Leni and Linda were suspended in the air, one after the other, and Ciel stood at the back of the group.

When Erasdr was assassinated, they reacted quickly, and although they were unable to stop the assassin who broke out of the window due to the distance, they were chased by the necromancer who escaped through the large 'door' of the banquet hall.

The other two 'attendants' were presumably followers of the necromancer, and when they saw that their master was surrounded, they had no choice but to 'reveal' their identities and help him deal with the pursuers.

"Hehe, yes, I don't think so!" The necromancer raised his head and showed a pale face, and his hoarse laughter was like the cry of a night owl, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

He reached into his arms, 'touched' two pale gold 'colored' bones, and threw them into the air. The skeleton looked like a human skeleton that had shrunk countless times in size, and when it was thrown into the air, it grew into two golden skeletons the size of an ordinary person. I580