"Sir, today's dinner. Outside the tent, the familiar voice of the soldiers sounded.

"Come in. Yare didn't look up.

"The standard package you wanted. The soldier held a wooden tray on which a pot of tea and a plate of cooked beef had been sliced.

"Put it there. ”

"Yes. ”

After the soldiers put down the snacks, they withdrew, and the tents were pulled up with a bang.

The black-haired knight flipped through a few pages, suddenly raised his head, and looked out of the window on the right, where a bright red firework was blooming in the sky, and the next second, a piercing explosion came into the account.

"It came at the right time. ”

The hardcover book "clicked" on the table, the soft breeze slightly stirred the candle flame, and the candle shadow cast on the empty main seat, as if there was an empty seat from beginning to end.

......

Eighth Street in the western suburbs of Edinburgh.

The elegantly shaped attic gradually dissolves in the darkness, the surrounding night scene continues to sink in dark tones, and the moonlight sprinkled in the sky seems to have been refracted against, giving it a pale and distorted feeling.

Black and white spiral bands of light cast out from the thick black fog that melted into the attic, clinging to the gray ground, eroding clouds of billowing and steaming gray smoke.

"Ahem, what's going on? What does it smell like?"

Goethe choked on the scorching smell of the air, coughed constantly, covered his nose, and watched in amazement at the changes in the scenery around him.

"Between enclosed spaces and illusions and things like that, Sister Lydia was hurt like this last time, be careful, maybe something like mental interference will happen next. ”

Luo Luo watched the surroundings vigilantly. While whispering to his companion.

"You knew there was an ambush and you broke in!?"

Goethe's nose was crooked, and if he hadn't been reluctant, he would have had to punch that charming face twice.

"It's a short walk from Edinburgh. It won't be long before the governor arrives, and as long as we get through this time, we'll be doing a great job. ”

Luo Luo didn't care about his companion's tone and responded softly.

Meanwhile, the blue-haired boy cast his gaze into the deepest depths of darkness, obstructed by a spiraling of gray-black smoke. The black and white bands of light slowly rotated, giving him a sense of disparity between his soul and his body.

"Run, run!"

"Demon, that demon is here again!"

"Fire! Flames everywhere!"

An abrupt moment. There was a cacophony of noise in the space, as if countless people were screaming and wailing, and although the fluctuation was extremely vague, they could still hear it clearly.

“......”

Goethe sensed the impending crisis. No longer blame your peers for being good at asserting. With his backhand, he drew the saber at his waist - his special move was a lower-limb combat skill, which could be used in conjunction with a weapon.

The scorched breath in the air became denser and denser, and the speed at which black and white light and shadow interlaced became faster and faster, and in an instant, a group of blackened figures surged out of the mist with a miserable howl.

Whoosh!

A metallic rose twisted through the air and flew out, unhindered by lightning through the shadows. Disappeared into the depths of darkness.

Phantom?

Witnessing the bright red light marks slowly dissipating, Luo Luo was slightly stunned.

"Necromancy! This is the lowest kind of wraith. It can't cause any disturbance to the present world, it's just a replay of thoughts, and the only way to eliminate them is to destroy their dependents. ”

Goethe's eyes were fixed on the black shadow that accompanied the gray mist, and he gritted his back molars and said, "With such a large number of necromancers, I don't know how many people will have to die to collect them. ”

Whoosh!

Mixed with the scorched black shadows, a serpentine sword light flew up, flashing like lightning in the dim space, and the target stabbed Goethe's throat.

Goethe, who had been mentally prepared, quickly swung his weapon, and the blade of the sword met the sword light, and the two long swords immediately clashed fiercely under the swaying light and shadow, and dazzling sparks bloomed from time to time.

The longer it drags on, the better it will be for you!

Goethe, who knew this, did not aggressively take the credit, but blindly maintained a defensive posture, waiting for the arrival of his own reinforcements, but after a few rounds of confrontation, he soon found that his plan had little hope - the sword light and black and white light and shadow flickered continuously, which was completely impossible for him to resist.

Soon, the other party's erratic sword light suddenly rushed forward, and even though Goethe tried his best to dodge, in the end, he could only watch the sword light kiss his body.

Shhh

Dark green sword light shot out like a poisonous snake, cutting a long wound on his chest.

There was a faint stain of blood on the black uniform, and a few drops of blood fell as Goethe regressed.

He felt a sharp pain, which far exceeded the damage that ordinary cold weapons could inflict, which made him howl out in a reserved manner.

It's like a red-hot soldering iron inserted into the wound, and it goes deep inward with the flesh turned outward!

Goethe, who had retreated again and again, lost his balance due to severe pain and nervous reflex convulsions, and the assassin's attacks followed one after another.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In a thrilling moment, five roses dyed red by the fighting spirit flew in, like a meteor flashing in the night sky, with a huge penetration that could penetrate the steel armor, and attacked towards the assassination hidden in the necromancer.

Ding Ding!

The dark green sword light quickly flipped in the black and white light and shadow, pulled out the sword flowers, flicked the five delicate roses one by one, and stabbed Goethe's throat again.

With the help of his friends and a chance to breathe, Goethe stood firm and swung a sword blade wrapped in fighting spirit at the sword light, shifting the sword light away from its original trajectory.

Like a living life with its own will, the dark green sword light circled around Goethe like a rainbow, forcing him to muster his fighting spirit to forcibly counteract it.

Damn it!

This level of swordsmanship is already a great grandmaster!

Goethe panted and stood, his eyes on the approaching gray smoke like a tidal wave, trying to find out where the assassin was hiding.

Logically speaking, the sword light is an extension of the sword edge. Even if he is a master-level swordsman, he can make it turn and split at most, but the sword light in front of him has broken this rule.

As far as he knew. The only one who can do this is the top boss, the man who has mastered the highest level of the ether today.

Could it be that there are such legends among the Assassins?

No way!

Ding--!

A metallic murmur exploded in his ears, and Goethe turned his head to see three assassins who had melted into the dark shadow of the necromancy swinging their swords at their companions, and the dense sword nets spread out in circles, forcing Lolo to retreat again and again.

The swordsmanship of the three assassins was not as profound as the horror he had dealt with. The coordination was seamless, and the tricky and strange sword light attacked from all angles, completely not giving Luo Luo a chance to use his weapon again.

Must work with Lolo!

Goethe was about to rush over to help his companion out of his predicament. The faint blue light in front of me jumped, and suddenly I felt a slight abnormality on my skin.

Not good!

The man looked down and was immediately distraught, because he didn't notice it. A thin wire of metal as thin as a hair had almost encircled him.

"Ahhh

Goethe roared. Break the steel sword in your hand with force, and quickly place the broken blade on either side of your shoulder.

Boom!

In the next instant, the metal filament cut at the broken sword on the left and right, emitting a taut piercing trill, and with the broken sword as a fulcrum, the filament was pulled into a fusiform and close to his neck.

Gurgle-cluck-cluck!

The thin wire tightened inwards inch by inch, and soon cut through Goethe's skin. The bright red blood overflowed all at once, and was compressed into a jet of blood mist by the master's tense body. Stained the air red.

Rest...... Don't want to kill me!

Goethe's eyes were red and he roared again, and his whole body swelled violently, just the soft and hard of his body, expanding and expanding, and the fighting spirit around his body exploded like a cannon.

Boom!

The fierce flames slammed into the wire, stretching it into a ring in wave after wave, and Goethe slammed his head and rolled out in an extremely ugly but extremely practical position.

"Lolo!"

He roared, throwing two severed swords, and then his body flew up with the ripple of the sound waves, and slammed in front of his companion.

Goethe was like a wall in front of Lolo, only protecting the vital parts and allowing his opponent to slash him.

Bell-bell-!

The two broken swords were easily picked apart by one of the Assassins, and then all four Assassins unleashed their swords at the same time, stabbing Goethe's head like a dark green python with lightning bolts.

However, he did not back down, and as in countless previous battles, he could always use his body to buy a respite for his companions, and then successfully complete the counter-kill.

This is not just a habit, a tacit understanding, but also a kind of friendship sublimation that entrusts each other with life and death, and trusts each other with extreme trust.

But this time was different, at this moment, he really smelled the smell of death, the four assassins were extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and they also knew the death of the human body well.

It only takes a sword to destroy the life of a Scourge Knight.

Boom!

At the moment when the sword light bit Goethe, the air suddenly became like amber glass, and the texture of the space was clearly visible, and cracks bulged inward from the gray space.

The sudden mutation caused three of the swords to hesitate, but one of them still stabbed out innorantly, and in the next second, a bright red rose whirled out with a whirlwind, and the lightning and flint struck the sword light.

Bang!

The air seemed to be ignited by the light flame on the rose, and it suddenly released a sun-like brilliance, and petal-shaped red fighting qi swept out, which could block the remaining three sword lights.

Just as the assassins were about to make a second attack, the black and white gray space trembled again, and the cracks in the Dao Dao rapidly expanded with the constantly bulging space.

"Quick! Someone is destroying Dead Space!"

A hoarse and hurried voice rose from the darkness, and the dark green sword light merged into the black and white bands of light, flickering and piercing Goethe's throat under the protection of his arms.

"Goethe!"

Luo Luo gritted his teeth and shot roses again desperately, but he was blocked by three sword lights, and the sword nets instantly converged, cutting several wounds on his body, and the blood immediately stained the ground.

Boom!

The entire space trembled again, and the cracks suddenly filled the entire northwest corner, and the concave surface that was already densely covered with cracks burst instantly, and a red palm like steel quenching ran out, pinching the dark green sword light.

Click-click-click!

The five iron-like fingers rotated at the same time, twisting clockwise, and the condensed sword light suddenly burst.

"Oops!"

"What a strong vitality field!"

"It's the Green Knight himself!"

"Mission failed, get out!"

A few hoarse voices sounded messily in the darkness, and the tidal wave of gray mist froze for a while, and the black and white interlaced bands of light swirled and contracted rapidly, and they were about to disappear.

"Lurking on my turf and wounding my men, am I in a hurry to leave when I come?"

The sound of an explosion stirred in the space, and the collapsed spatial fault suddenly expanded, spreading out like ripples in all directions, forcing out a tall figure in military uniform.

"There are no Scourge Arms!"

"The flesh crosses the void!"

"Monster!"

"Hurry up, be sure to tell the master the news!"

In the hazy light, four figures in carapace armor exited the gray mist, dispersed in four directions, and flickered out at the same time.

"No one can escape!"

Ya Lei's face was bruised, his clenched fists gurgled, and circles of red light swelled in his body, as if it was the breath of a thunder explosion, which instantly poured into his fists.

Tightly pressed by the impact of the accumulation stage, the cold and damp force field in the entire space was swept away, leaving only an extremely masculine and extremely fiery force rushing towards the face.

Even the aquatic group that no longer attacks has a feeling of suffocation with a dry mouth for a while.

The black-haired knight stared at the source of the intertwined light and darkness, his deep black pupils instantly contracted, and he raised his red fists that burst with arcs, and rushed forward.

Bang-bang-bang!

A storm-like stream of red light poured out, hundreds of invisible sounds of breaking the sky tore up, and every corner of the space was bombarded with rage and indiscriminately.

The figure of the assassin was suddenly covered by light and flames, and dazzling mushroom clouds scrambled to rise from the ground, and the entire gradually shrinking gray space vibrated violently, with a smell of bursting at any time.

Boom, boom!

In the trembling space, an embarrassed figure carried the shock wave and rushed to Yare, with a persistent light flashing in the serpentine pupils, and a sword stabbed at his throat.

The black-haired knight did not dodge or dodge, and pinched the tip of the sword accurately with his right hand, instantly locking the forward attack of the weapon. The master of the long sword continued to rush forward stubbornly, suddenly abandoning the sword and raising his hand to stab him in the eyes.

A little light in Yalei's pupils was as sharp as a blade, and he raised his left arm without hesitation and struck an elbow.

Bang!

An elbow shot comparable to a siege tree tore through the air and slammed into the bridge of the enemy's nose, a puddle of blood spurting out of the completely collapsed nose after a few seconds, causing the opponent's entire body to twitch in severe pain.

In the next moment, the black-haired knight had already grabbed his neck with one hand and dragged the man up in the air. (To be continued.) )