Why should I run away? Confused and unsure of how long he had been running, Asa suddenly had a question to himself.

This question was like a thunderbolt overhead that tore through the night, bringing light and sobriety to the originally chaotic consciousness, and he realized that his mind had unconsciously returned. Although it still feels like drinking ten catties of strong fruit wine and then being slammed on the back of the head with a big stick, this is just a confusion, which is very different from the chaos that has no thinking at all just now.

The magic and fighting spirit are indeed gradually recovering, but this sudden sobriety has nothing to do with it. Asa could feel that the chaotic power in his brain, which was crowded and swollen at the same time, seemed to be slowly weakening, gradually dissipating into the originally clogged mental veins around him. Gradually, his mind began to empty space for thinking.

With a little bit of thought, he immediately began to realize it himself. Running away was just an instinctive reaction that remained in his mind, but it wasn't necessarily the best, or even the worst, way to go. In such a dark city, it seems that the easiest thing to find is to run alone on the deserted streets in the pouring rain where you can barely see anything.

The rain was so loud that it seemed to fill the sky, but Asa immediately recognized the sound of unusually swift footsteps coming here. It was because of the support of meditation that he did not really go crazy, and now as soon as his mind recovered, his senses, which were extremely sharp because of meditation, immediately felt abnormal. A heavy and swift. With the sonorous sound of metal and road crashing through the grand rain, it gradually approached.

It felt like he was feeling it, but his mind was still vague, though it was much better than it had been at the beginning. But it just went from a solidified paste to a flowing pile. Although the mana and fighting spirit have recovered a little, that point is really only a small point, not to mention that the Templar Knight, even a probationary templar is more combat-ready than him.

The footsteps of the female knight had reached a corner not far behind her. It might only take one turn for the glorious armor glowing white to come into view.

Talis was running, and the rain was so heavy that she had to cover her eyes with one hand as she ran.

Along the way, she didn't encounter any other church guards or priests who were searching, the royal city was really not small, and the weather was so bad that even if she shouted loudly, it would be difficult to reach a hundred meters away. After a glimpse of the frightening flood from miles away, she didn't dare to spend any more time looking for her companions and chased after her. The others should still be searching in the wind and rain, and she is the only one who chases the farthest alone. A senior priest blessed her with eagle eye and dark vision, and there was a higher level of insight beyond her vision, which would have hindered her perception if it were a large crowd. As I saw on the roof of the church. The man's footsteps staggered upside down. It seems that he has suffered a lot of injuries, and now this is the perfect opportunity.

As soon as she turned the corner, Talis's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

It was an alley between several tall buildings that was common in the royal city, and it was now dark and lifeless, except for the dull but loud sound of wind and rain crashing against the ground, walls, and roofs.

The reason Talis slowed down was that she seemed to hear a voice. A slight sound that was barely audible in the midst of the great wind and rain.

It's not footsteps. The street was a well-built curved stone pavement, and there was no water in such a big wind and rain, just the tapping sound of countless raindrops falling on it, as long as it wasn't her kind of Iron Knight Boots, there would not be too obvious sound, so Talis heard not footsteps, but the sound of rain.

All around her was the sound of rain on the stone floors and the rooftops, but in the darkness not far from her there was a place where it was supposed to be raining, but there was no sound of rain hitting the ground, and the place was still moving swiftly towards her.

It couldn't be any animal, no animal in the royal city would be active on such a rainy night, and even animals, the glow of the Radiant Warframe in the darkness would keep them away. This is undoubtedly the one who hides in the dark, and it still seems to be the one who wants to sneak up on her.

"Look for death. Talis shouted angrily, reflexively, and the sword in her hand with a mixture of white magic and fighting spirit broke through the rain curtain and stabbed straight away. Before the sword arrived, the momentum and pressure on the sword pressed a large area of wind and rain in front of him.

Wow. The man approaching behind took the sword, took a step back, and whispered, "Wait, stop." ”

"Who are you?" Talis asked aloud. She still hadn't seen the man's appearance, but she could tell that this person wasn't what she was looking for. Not only is there a difference in body shape and clothing, but the one who blocks her sword is also a sword, and from the feel of the two swords hitting each other, she can feel that she is also a master of using a sword.

"It's me. The man replied in a low voice, and the faint vindictive light on his body lit up, reflecting a sallow face.

"It's you, what are you doing here?" Talis recognized as General Orin of the Knights of the Kingdom of Erathia.

"Of course I heard the bells in the cathedral come to help. General Ou Ling coughed lightly, and was drenched in the rain, and his already sickly face looked a little haggard and miserable. Even the color of the fighting spirit on his body was a sickly yellow with the same face as his face.

"Just you, what the hell are you doing?" asked Talis snapped.

General Ou Ling replied lightly: "In such a situation, it is best to search for a killer who is good at hiding his tracks, and it is best to hide himself first. Otherwise, like Lord Talis, her whole body shines with the light of holy white magic, and it is true that you can drive away the darkness and the filth and evil of the earth. Maybe it will scare the person who is going to be arrested away. ”

"Hmph. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you guy. Talis turned her head and was about to walk away, when she suddenly remembered, turned her head to look at General Orling and asked. "How do you know I'm chasing a killer? You probably haven't met any of the other Raiders. ”

"For the first time in decades, the bell of St. Peter's Basilica rings at midnight. That's a big deal, of course. And in the past two days, three military dignitaries have been assassinated, although I don't want to think about it like this, but it seems that it is only the assassin who caused the trouble...... Really, please?"

Talis snorted. Treat it as an answer.

"Is it really Bishop Esquire who was killed? How could this be......" General Ou Ling was surprised and saddened, but probably because of his sickly and weak face, the expression seemed a little strange, but rather deliberate. "With the Templar Knights of the Megatron Continent here, and so many elite guards, Bishop Esquire's light magic is even more superb, how can this be......"

"Don't talk nonsense, either help find it or go back. Talis yelled at General Orling, and turned to leave.

"Please wait...... Mistress Talis ...... "General Orling called Talis. But it seems that because of this urgency, the rain has entered the mouth of the mouth. He coughed violently.

"What for?" Talis turned again.

General Ou Ling coughed for a while, then straightened up and asked weakly, "Lord Taris, why did you come here by yourself? Didn't you bring your guards and other people? This assassin can even be assassinated by Bishop Ace Chole, so you are confident that you will be able to deal with it?"

Talis was briefly silent. But her silence wasn't like nothing to say. But she didn't dare to say it, she was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would get angry and lose control, so she went up first to stab this sick man who seemed to have endless nonsense. But she still held back after all, no matter what, this person is still her own person and an ally. She replied in one breath, "I found that guy and should have fled around here, and it was too late to gather people." He seemed to have been wounded a lot, though he might have seen any scars on the outside, perhaps from the mental magic of Bishop Rschelle. If you catch this murderer, Celeste will thank you. ”

General Ou Ling nodded, coughed lightly twice, and said, "Celeste, thank you, I don't dare to hope for a martial artist." But I'll do my best. ”

"That's good. Talis replied coldly, and turned to leave.

"Wait, Master Taris, don't go. General Orling shouted again, but this time Talis didn't really get angry, for these words were exactly what she wanted to hear now. "Actually, I also found the assassin's traces before chasing him, and I can even be sure that he is there...... It's right in ......."

Just as he was talking about the key place, General Ou Ling suddenly coughed lightly a few times, and his voice was quieter, and it happened to be another thunderbolt, covering up all his words.

Talis hurriedly approached and asked, "Where is it?"

Ou Ling coughed a few more times, gasped, and said weakly, "He must be hiding somewhere around here, I'm sure ......"

The last few chapters were still circling in his mouth, and General Ou Ling's face, which had always been weak, suddenly tensed completely, and his sick face was instantly boiled by murderous energy, and his eyes, which had been open all the time, were also shining, and he looked behind Talis, who was listening to his words attentively, and began to shout. "Isn't that?" Mistress Talis......

At the same time as she felt this strange coolness, Talis's body was already flying backwards. The shadow that glowed white stretched into a path of light in the dark rainy night, and then staggered to the ground and retreated.

Talis's face was full of disbelief and fear. She could feel the warm blood rolling out of her slender neck, mingling with the icy rain. What was colder than the rain was her heart. The pale yellow figure rushed towards him.

Although she dodged most of the way, the sword failed to cut off her head, but it had already cut off almost a third of her neck. Although the most important spine has not been severed, the trachea and arteries have been opened. The blood was pouring outward with the vigor of a young woman, pouring out of her body, and as soon as it drew a bright red color on her fair and delicate neck, it was immediately washed away by the pouring rain.

"Lord Lancelot's personal disciple is really powerful, and he can dodge a sneak attack from me without warning, originally I thought I could cut off your head with a sword. General Ou Ling coughed lightly a few more times, his expression now looked so weak again, and the long sword in his hand, which also emitted a pale yellow light, was also sickly and crooked. But it was this listless sword that blocked all of Talis's movements, forcing her to use her sword to resist.

Everyone knows that the Templar Knight's own white magic attainments are not low, and he may still have high-level magic items on his body, so even if this damage is already fatal, it must not be relaxed, at least not to give him the opportunity to use healing and magic items. Pale yellow sword.

"Why do you ...... Despicable ......" Talis struggled to squeeze the words out of her already jumbled throat. The constant movement twisted the blood vessels, trachea, and esophagus together, and she could feel her words coming from the blood in her stomach. Strength and vitality flew out of his throat quickly, his body was getting colder and colder, his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and only great anger and unwillingness remained in his heart.

The blood went down her throat, and she coughed, finally reaching for her throat to use white magic. But the sword that radiated a pale yellow fighting aura immediately pierced her wrist, and then kicked her down.

The face was next to the cold ground, and the cold rain wildly washed every inch of skin on the body, and even the blood flowing from the throat seemed to start to turn cold. Everything was cold, it was cold, it was all black, and her consciousness was finally starting to lose it.

General Orling had one foot on the female knight's body, one foot on her sword-wielding hand, and the sword in her hand held her other. He looked at the Templar who was gradually transforming into a corpse at his feet, coughed lightly, and said, "Lord Taris, please die in peace, I will kill that killer to avenge you and Bishop Esquire." ”

It's just that the female knight can't answer, maybe she can't even hear anymore, and her body is still twitching slightly with only her limbs.

"I really admire you, you are so calm. General Ou Ling turned his head to look at a dark corner of the wall not far away, where even the light of thunder and lightning could not shine. He sighed and said, "By the way, the little eagles have been slaughtered, do you still want to continue to load stones? ”