A breakthrough in battle is a great blessing, but it is also an extremely fatal thing.

Breakthrough means eternal progress in strength, but if you break through in battle, it seems that there is no time to complete such a thing, and if you are caught by the enemy again, it will really make the person who wants to break through fall into a catastrophe.

At this moment, he was trying his best to escape from Orenjiefer's men, and in the face of endless pressure, the shackles that had always been trapped by the second level of the warrior finally had a kind of loosening,

Maybe it's a matter of course, or maybe it's because of your desire to survive, but you don't care what the reason is, as long as you can break through that shackle, then you have more hope of survival, and even kill this elf, so as to get the class ability of the sky-high GPA.

However, you need time yourself!

The right foot slammed to the ground, and immediately gave up resistance, and then burst back,

And it really didn't seem that he would have such a move, the eight arrows still flew forward in the original direction, away from the backward man,

It's just that how can the attack end,

As early as the man was about to retreat, Oranjeffer's arrow on the string had already been shot again.

The eight arrows were all concentrated at one point, and they rushed towards the retreating figure.

Seeing the man like this, his brows froze, and then a trace of madness appeared in his eyes, and he directly waved his dagger, just to buy a little time for himself with all his strength.

However, just as he swung his dagger, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the elf's arrow was on the string again.

A kind of angry scolding sounded directly in the bottom of my heart.

What kind of elf is this? Why is his arrows so fast, and why is it so accurate that he doesn't seem to have to aim at all?

Does it mean that all elves are like this, or is it the existence of archery among the elves that I have encountered?

When you encounter such a lone elf, are you lucky or unlucky?

But there was no time or opportunity to get angry, and seeing that the elf was trying to force himself back, or to kill,

The man finally realized that if he didn't show the value of existence, he would definitely be killed by that elf, not to mention buy enough time.

So he tried to twist his body to avoid the arrows, and the dagger, which he had intended to meet the arrows, suddenly flipped over and stabbed himself in the face.

In fact, it was after this person made such a move that the movement in Olanjief's hand was really twilight, that is, he slightly slowed down his plan to shoot arrows.

Without the magic wand just now, without the support of the magic of the underworld, to be honest, such a person is just a child without armor in his eyes, insignificant, and he will kill if he wants to, but the assassin's Orangel really wants to know what the dagger he stabbed in his face is for, or what will happen in the next time.

But it didn't matter how long Orenjeffer waited, the person who was originally trying his best to delay time, the dagger did not pause at all, and instantly stabbed somewhere under his nose, and then a crisp sound came out at once,

And along with this sound, there was also a familiar face of Orenjiefer.

"Is that you?"

"I'm Demon Sixteen!"

The mask had just shattered, and the words had just come out, but the arrow that had been shot would not stop at all, and when there was no dagger to block it, the arrow rushed towards itself almost without any scruples,

But fortunately, he still did his best, so there was only one arrow that pierced through his waist, and although he tore a piece of flesh, it was not an injury at all.

And seeing that Olanjeffer listened to his own movements and was able to endure these pains, he hurriedly used his own special method to circulate the qi in his body, so as to constantly impact, that invisible shackle,

But in order to delay longer, the man also threw out words that were enough to shock Olanjiefer again.

However, it seems that the results are not really as good as he expected.

Olanjiefer, who was just frowning slightly, didn't seem to care too much about his title at all, but still looked at his face curiously,

However, no matter what he is curious about, all he wants is time, and now he doesn't speak, and he doesn't say anything, isn't it the best result?

In fact, just like the person felt at this moment, Olanjeffer really didn't have any surprise at his "Earth Killing Sixteen", and it was indeed his face that was curious.

Olanjeffer's memory is not bad in the first place, not to mention how can someone who has only met today forget.

That's right, he wanted to kill Olanjiefer, and he deliberately revealed his identity at this moment, that is, when he was in the tea house, that one didn't show the existence of his breath at all.

Because of his own Guquan tea, when Ivy was targeted, almost everyone exuded their own breath, strong and weak, magicians, and warriors, but there was only one, I don't know if it was the existence that I didn't have time to reveal or didn't want to reveal at all,

And at this moment, this person is in front of himself.

Just now, when he asked "Who are you?", he actually felt some familiarity, so he asked, but he didn't get an answer, but now he is directly exposed in front of him, what is this?

"The Thieves' Guild, with its own assassination unit?"

After a few more glances at the man, Orenjeffer probably guessed that he was actually stalling for time, but he didn't care at all.

What's more, the reality at the moment is that he really wants to get more news now.

Of course, when he had such a question, the person who wanted to delay the time really answered himself.

"Of course there is an assassination force, a team of 100 people!"

Feeling that the shackles in his body were slowly disappearing, and when more power began to emerge from unknown places within his body, the person finally had great excitement.

Of course, such excitement must be suppressed, because what I get is still very little, and it is not enough to form enough strength.

Time, time, I still need time.

"Mortals, demon gods, angels, this is the name of the three teams, I belong to the second team, that is, the demon god!"

"What's on your face?" nodded, counting as if knowing such a conclusion, Olanjeffer had already released the bowstring in his hand, and then continued to question the man.

"It is a kind of alchemical product that can slightly change a person's appearance, so that people cannot see it, and can hide their own aura. ”

"All of you have this?"

"Only the Demon God Army has it, because mortals can't use it, but Angel Forces don't have to use it!"

"Do you have any of your men now?"

"There is only one piece per person, and if it is lost or damaged, you have to exchange it with your GPA!"

There was a burst of curiosity in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared again, and when he heard about such an item, of course Orenjeffer wanted to have a copy of it himself, but it seemed that it was really a bit of trouble to get it.

So putting this matter aside for the time being, Olanjiefer's expression finally began to have some solemnity, looking at the figure that gradually had more spirit, Olanjiefu asked his next doubt, and it was also the biggest doubt,

"Why did you kill me, and where did your wand come from?"

"I'm just following orders, and there are twenty people among the demon gods who have accepted this task, and as far as I know, there are also five people among the angels who are involved," the same person who felt his own strength increased, and his excitement became stronger, but the restraint was also more intense,

"As for the magic wand, it belongs to the guild, and everyone who accepts this task can go and borrow it temporarily, three days for the demon god, five days for the angel, just take turns in order!"

"So, you just happened to have this magic wand, and you saw me coming out alone, and I had unimaginable wealth on me, so you chose to follow me and want to kill me?"

The magic wand that man just used really made him have a jealous existence, but fortunately, it was only underworld magic, otherwise, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

But then again, if it weren't for the magic of the underworld, his arrows would have found the shield and the nodes that attacked his magic power, so as to dispel them.

Some wrinkled slightly, at this moment, the fog in Olanjiefer's mind was finally slowly removed, but the most critical point, he still can't know, that is, why kill himself?

Could it be related to the Red Mercenary Group?

But as long as you think about it a little, you know that it is impossible, the Thieves Guild, even if it is not one of the three major organizations in the mainland, but it can occupy a place in Defei, and you can see his heritage,

And the Red Mercenary Group, after saying enough, is just a middle-class character, how can it have a connection with the Thieves Guild.

Is that the town of Gru?

Orlanjeffer's biggest guess about Fick is that he is the remnant of the Blood Moon Massacre that year, and Fick was not slaughtered, and Gru Town is the origin point of Fike, so could this thief guild really have a connection with that side?

The doubts in his mind have grown, and he has already made a decision, and when this side is a little stable, he will go to Gru Town, and at this moment, he finally decided to let go of that doubt first.

But at the moment when Olanjiefer had just made his decision, a violent aura suddenly rushed out from the position where the man was standing just now.

"I know too many things, but I have to exchange my life!"

His face was full of hideousness, and in just a moment, the person who had already arrived in front of Oranjeffer suddenly showed that in addition to his unparalleled explosive power,

It feels like a completely different person, compared to just now, he should be able to be regarded as a warrior at this moment.

The pitch-black dagger is to avoid having a bright light, so that it can successfully complete the assassination.

But at this moment, when this man wielded the dagger, it seemed that he had failed to abide by the Assassin's Creed, which was impossible to escape with a single blow.

Then you really can't blame Orenjeffer.

A handful of arrows loosened from their hands and let them fall freely, and the moment they left their hands, a magical aura instantly appeared.

The right hand grabbed the man's wrist at once, and then the black instantly spread.

"Why did you catch me?"

At this moment, he didn't care what the black in his hand was, and the biggest puzzle of that person was that he had clearly taken out the dagger so quickly, but why he was able to grab his wrist in an instant.

Could it be that he has not completely broken through, or is this elf hiding his strength?

It's full of puzzlement, but it seems that it can continue that puzzled opportunity.

Because when the black wrapped around my wrist for a moment, I felt that I had completely lost the intuition of that wrist.

"What is this?"

The horror on his face couldn't be suppressed at all, and he suddenly wanted to pull out his arm, and what he originally thought was laborious was not the case at all.

Immediately with a wrong force, and then staggered backwards, the man's horror turned to despair when he saw that his wrist was gone, and the black was still there.

And at this moment, the arrow that was loosened by Orangel landed and pierced into the stone slab, showing its sharpness!