Chapter 652 There are too many unexpected things today, it's too late to proofread, let's go first, and I'll see it later
"This guy Ren can't cultivate battle qi or magic, but he has a special ability. The bloodline of his clan has an associated thorn, the greatest power of this thorn is not very clear to us, and the only time it has only exposed the strong defensive ability of this thorn, as for the offensive ability is still unknown. ”
"So our assassination needs to be taken by surprise, trying to end the battle in an instant, without Rayne summoning his companion Thorns. If once Wren summons the Companion Thorn, he doesn't have to spare his hand and assassinate him with all his might!"
The shadow warrior in the dark shadow recalled in his mind what the patriarch said before this mission, the previous patriarch disappeared inexplicably, which had a great impact on the entire shadow warrior clan. Many of the Shadow Warrior Clansmen who have been lurking in various places have been untouchable, and it is unclear if they are separated or if something else has happened. Fortunately, the strength of the little patriarch is not weak, and the shadow warrior has not been hit too hard.
This time, all the shadow warriors in the entire vicinity of the imperial capital participated in this assassination operation, and the number was terrifying. This time, he was in charge of making the first move, because his speed was the fastest in the entire Shadow Warrior clan.
In the eyes of the world, although the Shadow Warrior is terrifying, it is not completely unstoppable. If the Shadow Warrior wants to attack, he first needs to break free from the shadow. Shadows do not possess physical properties, so as long as you can take advantage of this, you can completely prevent the sudden assassination of the Shadow Warrior to the greatest extent. And there is another point, the body of the shadow warrior cannot move in the process of breaking free from the shadow.
In fact, this is a scam, and it is completely a "restriction" made by the special race of Shadow Warriors in order to protect themselves. If it were known that they could break free from the shadow of the movement, I am afraid that everyone would not continue to tolerate their existence because they were too destructive.
That's why the Shadow Warrior has come up with some so-called restrictions for himself.
The night stalkers flying in the sky are the "companions" they have raised since childhood, and these night stalkers with huge wingspans are enough to provide them with suitable shadows that allow them to move quickly. And no one has ever known this.
The moment he held the sword and stabbed out of the shadow unexpectedly, he vaguely felt a somewhat suppressed aura, and when he saw that the tip of the sword was about to stab Wren in the chest, he suddenly felt a huge force tear the ground and burst out of the ground, making the shadow he was hiding in uneven. And the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground at once.
The swaying brambles whipped the shadows on the ground like a giant whip, each attack was enough to crack the ground, and the shadows changed a little. The assassin, hiding in the shadows, had to withdraw his arm and felt a tremor.
He's lost his best chance.
Jasmine, who was in charge of guarding outside the door, rushed in instantly, she drew her long sword, and carefully blocked in front of Wren, squinting at the constantly wandering shadows on the ground, "Shadow warrior?", she raised her head and looked at the night owls that were constantly circling in the sky, and it was immediately clear. With a flick of her wrist, she grabbed the hilt of the sword, her arms swelled instantly, and her muscles and green tendons continued to twist, visually giving people a kind of explosive power.
The pale blue battle aura lingered on the sword's body, and he made a gesture like throwing a javelin, and then with a burst of applause, the long sword instantly took off his hand. A dark shadow flickered away, a shrill whistling in the air came later, and the night owl had already begun to fall.
Having lost the ability to move, the Shadow Warrior hidden in the shadows was like a trapped beast, unable to leave the shadows around him without being able to reach them.
With a thud, the night owl fell from the sky to the ground, flicked, and its claws and wings were broken. Jasmine pulled her sword from the still struggling Night Stalker, and was about to deal with the Shadow Warrior when she was suddenly stunned.
In the distance, dozens of huge night owls flew noisily like a dark cloud.
Jasmine's heart trembled fiercely, it is usually rare to see a shadow warrior once, if two or three shadow warriors appear at the same time, it is already a big task, and this time, there are so many! The beads of sweat on her sideburns are like a stream, carrying sweat to her cheeks and chin. She clenched her long sword, protected Wren, and kept retreating, "Lord Wren, you go quickly, I'll resist for a while." ”
Suddenly, Jasmine's body erupted with extremely powerful freezing gas, the temperature was much lower than last year's, and frost flowers had appeared in the air around her, swirling around her. The long sword in her hand was even more covered with frost, turning pure white, exuding endless freezing air.
She's going to fight hard.
This was the most dangerous battle she had faced since she reached the peak of the seventh level, and at the same time, there was some faint excitement in her heart. If you don't fight, it's hard to break through the bottleneck, which is what his enlightenment teacher told her, if you want to become a strong warrior, then you must constantly meet challenges and overcome your fears, in order to continue to climb one peak after another.
Wren looked at Jasmine, and saw only a determined look in Jasmine's eyes, she did not have the slightest weakness or fear, only a fighting spirit that burned like a flame. He looked at Jasmine, and Jasmine also looked at him, and his stubborn eyes seemed to be constantly scolding Wren for why he didn't leave.
"No, I'll do it. The calm look in her eyes made Jasmine feel stunned, knowing that even she felt a little tingling in her scalp in the face of so many shadow warriors. Of course, it doesn't mean that the strength of the Shadow Warrior is already stronger than her, it's just that the fighting style of this race, as well as their characteristics, give them a strong ability to fight beyond the level.
You don't have easy access to them, but they just need one chance to get you hurt, and it's definitely an unfair fight.
Wren took the first step firmly, missing Jasmine's shoulders to meet the shadows of the group of night owls that shaded the sun, and with each step, a thorn broke through the ground around him. These thorns were frantically whipping the ground, and no matter how weird the shadow warriors were, it would be difficult to strike in such an indiscriminate attack.
Suddenly, a thinner thorn suddenly straightened and thrust straight into the sky, and the vigilant night snack screamed and flapped its wings and flew higher. Seeing that the thorn was no longer able to stretch upward, it actually broke in the middle! The upper half of the broken was faster, and it shot through a midnight .......
In the midst of countless shadows, a shadow warrior suddenly jumped out, his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and even his hands were wearing gloves. He looked at Wren with tears in his eyes, and rushed over with his sword in his sword.
For the Shadow Warriors who have been cursed by their father, the environment in which they live is not good, and they live in the crypt all day long. Most of the time, the clansmen remain in the form of shadows, and they don't communicate much with each other. Night stalkers are more like important family members to them, and every shadow warrior will give them a young night stalker from the beginning of their understanding, and grow up, train, and cooperate with them.
They are intimate with each other, talk about everything, and feel more like family than family.
In the face of the shadow warrior who rushed over, Wren did not have the slightest pity and emotional fluctuations, and the distance between the two was less than two meters, but it seemed like a moat.
A thorny vine the size of a bucket swept across his waist, sharp spikes and tremendous force directly tearing the shadow warrior apart in half of the city. The hot blood spilled on the ground was shocking. Several thorns rolled directly around the body that was divided into two halves, tightly wound like a snake, and then with a bang, it was completely squeezed.
The tragic picture made many shadow warriors angry, how many years have passed, they seem to have forgotten the past, immersed in false glory. As if sensing the anger of their companions, the night owls in the sky hovered and flew faster, circling frantically around Wren, shouting in a hoarse voice.
However, it is useless, and whenever someone or a limb tries to break out of the shadows, the thorns will teach them to be human. There are constantly night owls being shot and killed, and there are constantly shadow warriors being forced out, and from the first second of the outbreak of the battle, they take the initiative to shake the earth.
Many people in the Oak District stood in the distance and watched the battlefield with their mouths wide open, and in their memories, it was the first time that the imperial capital had encountered such a large-scale and abnormal battle. The person who jumped out of the shadows didn't look like a human being, and the other one didn't look like a human anymore, could he be some kind of huge plant-type demonic beast, and now he woke up from his slumber, and as soon as he woke up, he met something ...... ready to snipe him.
The tremors and noises rippled throughout the empire, and the nobles in the salon of Elysium also ran to the side to watch, their excitement was completely different from that of the commoners. They were excited because Wren was just too strong, powerful enough to change the situation on a small battlefield. This ability may be meaningless to other nobles, because they can't go to battle, but for Wren, it is the most practical.
The Shadow Warriors were not warriors, and when they realized that this reckless and frantic attack was pointless, they immediately chose to retreat.
The night stalkers in the sky, who were constantly dodging thorns, received the order and immediately rushed in all directions in a panic, if it weren't for the shadow warriors forcing them to complete the task, they would have run away long ago!
With the Night Stalkers leaving, the Shadow Warriors left behind a dozen corpses before leaving in a hurry. Aside from the extensive destruction of the streets of the Oak District and the severe destruction of the first half of the Elysian Salon Manor, there seems to be no more damage.
Facing the fragments of the corpse that could no longer be seen on the ground, Jasmine gasped, and she realized at this time that in fact, Wren did not need her to protect at all, on the contrary, if she encountered a very powerful enemy, she was the one who needed to be protected. At this moment, Jasmine's mood was very complicated, she put her long sword back in her sheath, stood behind Wren with her head bowed, and her mood was low.
"My lord, do you want to find out why these people assassinated you?", Jasmine found a thing for herself.
Wren shook his head, and in a cold tone, said teasingly, "Do you still want to check? Don't you see that they all have the name of Empress Pars written on their heads?"
Of course, Wren knew very well who sent these people, and he didn't need to take care of Empress Pars's face now. As for the assassination itself, in fact, Wren was more happy than angry, and the Empress Pars sent the Shadow Warrior to assassinate him not because Empress Pars didn't want others to know that she had done such a thing, but because she was powerless in the face of the current situation.
She couldn't find any way to untie the knot of the current situation other than the assassination, and she couldn't sit still, so she had to make a move whether she wanted it or not.
Of course, such a sudden turmoil could not disappear so simply and inexplicably, and under the unintentional impetus of Rennes, a feast of conspiracy theories was born in public opinion.
Even the Byron mission, which arrived in the imperial capital two days later, sensed a hint of tension.
"Nonsense, there is no need for us to send someone to assassinate the Marquis of Rennes, and it is impossible for Your Majesty to use such a shameless method to deal with a nobleman, even if he is your nobleman!"
The dirty water, with the cooperation of Wren and Pars, was finally poured on the Byronic people. They have a reason, and they also have the capital to invite a large number of shadow warriors to assassinate Wren, who let Wren do so many good things in the Byron Empire?!
Therefore, when the Byron mission demanded a truce, Vito, the prime minister, at the behest of Empress Pars, directly rejected their request.
The reason is very simple, Byron has no integrity, and while saying that he wants a truce, he arranges for someone to assassinate the important minister of the empire, Wren, which is not an attitude of wanting a truce at all.
Politics is a thing, you must not just look at the surface, the head of the Byron mission gritted his teeth and stood up on the table, staring at Vito viciously, he knew that they would have to pay for this thing that had nothing to do with them anyway, "Make your request!!"
Vito pouted casually, "In addition to the compensation you mentioned, there are two other demands to sign. First, hand over the victory pass. Second, the great prince of the Byron Empire must stand up and apologize to the Desi who were killed and wounded in the war. ”
"Impossible!", the head of the Byron mission directly vetoed Vito's request, "this is impossible, whether it is victory or apology, it is absolutely impossible." ”
Vito shrugged his shoulders, leaned back, and casually threw the pen in his hand on the table, "Then let's continue the war, we have built dozens of warships, you can fight over, then we can fight the same." I am sure that Thrace will accept our kindness and communicate with us on a deeper level!"