Unlike the bleak night of the noble hunting team, Delin got a good rest after surviving the swamp nearly a kilometer wide, and with the effect of the recovery potion, his physical strength had been fully recovered.

As the morning darkened, Delin took out dozens of crossbows from the space ring and designed a simple trap at the place where he landed, which was learned from Marta's guy who likes yin people, and the arrow was also coated with poison!

Delin dodged several magical beasts' territory and came to a high point with a wide field of vision. So far, Delin has found himself in the dark about the enemy. The eagle didn't know when it was hovering high in the air not far from it again, like a shadow.

At last, near noon, Delin spotted a group of figures on the other side, forty or fifty of them, and as Delin began to figure out what to do with them, they began to enter the swamp. This is an excellent opportunity, certainly not a sneak attack, and with a distance of more than two thousand meters, I am afraid that only a legendary-level mage can do it. This is a good opportunity to count the number of people on the other side. When Delin counts to ten, the opponent will have no follow-up to enter the swamp, which means that the number of enemies he will face in the next period of time is ten. One against ten, and the strength is similar, the chance is not great, not to mention that the other party is very likely to have something that can kill him with a single blow, such as the "Broken Gun" that will not be auctioned off at a high price at auction, and as a nobleman who is much older than the Tariq family, the background is much better.

Just as Delin was beginning to think about leaving, something unexpected happened in the swamp. As the team reached the deepest part of the water in the middle of the swamp, a bright white silver leaped out of the water and rushed towards the crowd who were cautiously wading through the water. A noble young master was frightened, fell sideways into the mud, wanted to struggle to get up, but did not want to fall deeper and deeper, all the noble young masters panicked, and they all stretched out their hands to pull hard, and the formation was also chaotic. At this time, Delin's pupils constricted, because there was suddenly an extra person in the team! This means that he had been hiding in the shadows of others before! If it weren't for this accident, Delin felt that he would not have been able to find him. This person's strength was far superior to his own, and Delin's eyes were fixed on the other party, and he began to think about countermeasures. Suddenly, he felt that he had been spied on again, and he had discovered himself.

The assassin who was directing the rescue suddenly pretended to turn around and made a throat-slitting motion at Delin, muttering, "Interesting little one." ”

Delin knew that the other party had discovered him, so he fled without hesitation. He didn't think about designing the other party again, because he knew that the other party was most likely a thief or assassin, and the trap he had set was just an axe, which would not only not hurt the other party, but also waste valuable time.

After all, Delin still overestimated the importance and vigilance that Mr. Assassin valued and was wary of him, or underestimated the proud heart of the other party. The team that was chasing Delin was about to set foot on the opposite shore when a sudden bolt of crossbow arrows stunned them. In the end, it was the Assassin who stepped forward, performed strange and graceful dance steps, and immediately cut off the arrows, but in the end he paid the price of poisoning and serious injury. The biggest reason why Delin can succeed is that he is an assassin and not a thief, and the biggest difference between the two is that the former pursues a powerful instant burst of one-hit kills, while the latter is good at setting traps, sneaking indecently, and slowly dragging the other side to death, and his own explosion is limited. Therefore, it has always been the assassins who are known as mage killers, and many thieves are assassins who have become monks halfway.

Tim Rose came from a small aristocratic family in the Kingdom of Luther, and his father was a viscount. Raised by his father and gifted with incredible talent, he was chosen by Commander Madness Jack shortly after his military service to join the latter of the two major legions under his management, the Firestorm and the Blade of Death. The Blade of Death is the most troublesome force among the nobles and military of the other two countries in the Three Kingdoms of the Wastelands, and there is no one. It is composed entirely of assassins and thieves, and is mainly responsible for assassination and stealing intelligence. In fact, the management of the Reaper's Blade is very easy, as long as you complete the set tasks, you can go to the adventurers or thieves' guild to take on some "private work" the rest of the time.

Tim Ross showed incredible talent shortly after joining Deathblade, and he himself knew the path he had to take. By this time, he was no longer satisfied with inheriting his father's title as a minor nobleman, but was determined to become a legendary assassin.

With the favor left over from the previous mission, the head of the thieves' guild introduced him to this fat gap. Now, however, Tim feels that his dignity has been greatly challenged. He didn't care about the lives of these noble young masters at all, in fact, he didn't intend to let them go, and he had already poisoned their food, but the medicine only happened when they enjoyed the pleasure of fish and water. And the nobles who have completed the trial of adulthood, in order to prove that they have become adults and prove that they are real men, they will release themselves to their heart's content, instead of hiding them like usual. In the kingdom of Alam, a man who has not passed the trial of adulthood is not allowed to engage in prostitution. Of course, the rules are made by people and they are enforced. In other words, just cover your face.

Feeling his emotions begin to fluctuate, Tim chose to leave the camp and lie quietly on a branch looking at the moon buds in the sky. The moon can only be seen for seven days around the middle of the month, and today is the moon that will be full. Tim has loved the moon since he was a child. Trained by his father since he was a child, he basically had no friends with his peers, and Yue was his friend, sharing all his happiness and unhappiness, sadness and joy. In his eyes, the moon is perfect, so, following the arc of the moon, he created his own battle technique, the flower of the moon!

This is the fourth day of the trial, Tim has them set up camp on the spot, and he goes to hunt down Delin by himself, and the young masters who have experienced setbacks finally have the consciousness of dragging oil bottles.

Tracking is a must for every Reaper's Blade. Delin didn't hide his tracks, knowing that it would only be a waste of his time.

Yesterday afternoon, when Delin found the open field on the top of the mountain, he did not continue to escape, but rested for the night. The reason for not running away is that the enemy has changed from a noble young master group to a thief, and the tactics of trying to use the territorial awareness of Warcraft to fight the enemy have also died. If you insist on going your own way, the biggest possibility is that the monsters haven't discovered each other yet, and they have become their snacks. Rather than this, it is better to give it a go and gamble that the other party does not know that he knows how to do magic.

I have to say that Delin's luck is good, Tim happened to have an accident during the pursuit, and he also suffered a small injury. He happened to come across a beast tide as he passed by the exit of a valley, and he began to think that it was just some powerful monster hunting, so he continued on his way, but the place where he landed changed from the earth to a tree branch. Soon, however, he discovered that his judgment had been greatly wronged. He had already seen the thirteenth-level saber-toothed demon tiger. Then thousands of demonic beasts rushed towards him, and what big trees and boulders became a joke in front of the torrent of demonic beasts. Tim instantly turned on the battle mode, and of course he didn't dare to confront these crazy Warcraft armies, but ran away. Like a ghost, Tim's figure had landed on the back of a jungle boar, and then the whole figure slowly faded, and the new Tim had stepped on the snow wolf's buttocks, and at this time, the previous figure was still faintly visible in the distance. Not only is Tim's speed extremely fast, but if the whole process is slowed down, it will feel elegant and beautiful. The dance of phantoms, beautiful as a dance, like a dream, still exists. This is the famous skill of the legendary Assassin Naira Phantom.

With a broken lower leg, Tim felt that it was already a blessing of Lady Luck that he did not die in the beast tide.

It wasn't until night covered the land that Delin waited for someone to wait, which gave him a lot of time to prepare, such as lighting a fire around him.

Losing the possibility of a sneak attack, Tim launched a strong attack on Delin. After crossing a distance of several meters to reach Delin, the latter two staggered, and at that moment Tim struck twice, unleashing three attacks. The first attack is a direct stab to Delin's face, the second attack is after the first block, Tim slashes the moon blade in his hand and crosses Delin's left chest and armpit, and the third attack is a backstab that targets the spine.

None of the three attacks worked, and the first encounter was over, and Tim's tentative approach yielded a few pieces of information:

* Target strength exceeds intelligence.

* The target is very responsive and has good control over the body.

*The target's armor is good, and it is at the same level as your own Moonblade.

Delin stared at the assassin in front of him, trying to recover his trembling. Just now he was already exerting his extraordinary performance, the last stab, the back of his neck had already felt the cold front of the opponent's weapon, and it was completely luck to be able to dodge that blow, and that subtle contraction was not made by himself consciously, but was completely instinctive. Maybe next time, it won't be so lucky.

The two who have been fighting for a long time have finally met.