The assault was almost incredible, for Lord Hottel's guards were tight. In addition to the six Rick Knights in gold armor inlaid with Mithril Rune Plates protecting him in a circular formation, there was also a whole squad, about thirty select Rick halberd guards and Rick select crossbowmen defending and guarding the outside of the cavalry. Moreover, they are located next to the royal flag behind the Chinese army's formation, with more reserve knights and infantry, who can attack him from behind?

There were no enemy infantry or cavalry in front of the body, left and right, the sky was clear and cloudless, and it was unlikely that the Harpy would strike from the air, not to mention that the Harpy could not fly very high. But the blow came from a place that none of the warriors could have imagined, and it came from the feet of this mid-level peak natural mage!

At some point, the assassin concealed his whereabouts through the fierce sound of artillery and the fires of war, and even dug into the underground near Lord Hotle without a trace, avoiding all detection and detection, and hiding like an earthworm. He may have already felt the strength of his opponent, so he did not rush to attack, but suddenly delivered a crucial fatal blow at the weakest moment after the old mage used all his strength to carry out a magic attack! The reversal of the situation was reversed again in an instant, the commander of the Chaos Army was by no means a simple person, and his killing moves were surprisingly powerful and powerful.

"You!"

The old wing captain spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he felt that he could barely speak, and everything in front of him seemed to be rapidly darkening. The hidden assassin had been hiding under the dirt and snow for a long time, and the ferocious killing move of the all-out assault instantly pierced the old general's heart, making it difficult for even a powerful mid-level peak mage to fight back. Kill the enemy with one move, don't give a chance, this is the style of a true assassin!

"You're dead, you don't need any other nonsense!"

With a slender, cold female voice, the Assassin's curvaceous body emerged from the dust and snow. A special magical smoke swirled around her body, and the death-scented black sword spear shone with a dim light.

In fact, the sword and spear were not any ordinary weapon, as they were part of the female Assassin's arm! At the end of the sword and spear was a praying mantis-like curved arm, with sharp teeth and hooks forming a terrifying note on the dark insect-like carapace. This Assassin was no ordinary Assassin, and her body may have been a special creation that had been transformed by Chaos. But in general, chaotic modified creatures are easily detected by mages, so who is it that can hide their opponents in this way?

"I felt a sense of familiarity, and it seemed ...... It seems to be the feeling of the power of Tiggal, the Chosen One of Chaos, what's going on? Is it my delusion?"

A few hundred meters away, Hyde, who was fighting with the Chaos Cavalry, was suddenly seized by a special sense of unease, and he couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, vaguely feeling the changes in the distance. But the Chaos Cavalry wouldn't let go of this opportunity, and the battle axes and swords and spears with murderous intent almost gave him time to think.

"It's an opportunity to kill this false god's pawn! Use his skin and bones to sacrifice to the holy god of supreme beauty!"

A noisy roar rang out in the ears, arrows crashed against the armor with a crisp sound, and the Chaos Knights and Kugan Riders rushed madly as they shouted battle horns. In fact, the young god unconsciously rushed too fast, and almost unconsciously entered the core of the Chaos Cavalry. Except for the inseparable Frey, he has distanced himself from his other comrades. There is no room for distraction on the battlefield, and he must fight with all his might.

"Your Highness, don't rush too forward!

It was the voice of old Loren, the brave Blood Sword Knight wielding a six-foot greatsword like a wheel of death, fighting his way through the ranks of the Chaos Armor Riders to aid Hyde. Tenan also jumped out from the other side to help, and in a series of bloody battles, this wild barbarian warrior struck the core of the Chaos Army several times alone, and then leaped out with vigor, confident as a majestic god. His two hammeraxes reaped the heads of the Chaos Cavalry like a galloping thunderbolt, his entire body almost completely stained red with a mixture of blood and minced flesh.

"Thank you!

Hyde struggled to dispel the tomahawk slashed by the Chaos Knight led by him, seized the opportunity of his unstable situation, and slashed down the giant man wearing the two-horned Chaos Iron Helmet with a fierce blow, and the huge divine power shattered the sturdy Chaos helmet and plate armor, almost splitting the seven-foot-tall giant man in half! The glorious three-color holy seal jumped with joy on his sword like a flame, and the wild Chaos cavalry under the divine might of this young god was also terrified.

"Your Highness Hyde, watch your back!"

Seizing this opportunity, Old Loren and Tenan rushed up at the same time to repel several other Chaos Knights, killing them either dead or wounded, and retreating one after another. Even Frey once again single-handedly took out a Chaos Armor Rider who tried to sneak up from behind. Her slender and beautiful voice was full of pride, and golden vine ripples swirled and shone on her silver armor.

But Hyde didn't answer Frey, his heart was completely captured by the peculiar feeling in the distance. At the moment when the enemy retreated and the battle situation was eased, he once again made an effort to expand the perceptual field and probe. The familiarity and anger that came from the back of the Chinese army's formation, where the royal banner was, made the young god very uneasy.

"It's not an illusion, it's indeed Teagar's feelings! But it seems to be mixed with something else, as if there is a feeling of dark elves, and there is another familiar feeling, has the enemy attacked our Chinese army by surprise?"

Hyde unconsciously muttered to himself, the familiar feeling so deeply engraved in his heart. How could he forget that formidable opponent, Tigal, the knight of the Chosen of Chaos who had almost taken his life! But if he could see the true face of the assassin a few hundred meters away, he would be surprised, very, very surprised!

"Your chief is finished, and the end of your unbelievers is coming, and this is the word of my Lesya, do you have any last words to say?"

With a flash of light and blood, the old Wing Commander, the general, fell to the ground like a piece of wood, blood rolling out of his thin body like a stream. The mysterious Assassin stood proudly on top of the bloody stream, as if the hundreds of Imperial coalition forces around him no longer existed. Her blue hair fluttered in the wind like gorgeous silk, and the sun cast a special color on her soft cheeks. The knights and guards of the empire looked at each other, and the great shock and incredible impact almost fixed their souls.

The girl who killed the Empire's powerful magician Lord was none other than the beloved maid Maihime of Tiggal the Chosen One of Chaos in the Battle of the Garrison, the charming girl Lesya with a blue double ponytail hairstyle!

The beautiful girl still wore her trademark double ponytail braids, only longer, and her blue hair wavy down her naked, soft shoulders in two strands, with a sweet and seductive scent. But the beautiful eyes under the long eyelashes are no longer the innocence and coquettishness of snuggling up to Teagarh, but have become like the cold and waveless water of the deep pool.

Her slender neck still wore the original gold-encrusted gemstone collar, and the cyan magic eye stone shone with brilliant arc light, like a strange eye. But the long, delicate limbs were long gone, replaced by scale-clad arms and spiky bladed arms and barbed feet, which stood in stark contrast to her white, soft naked body.

Seiko's gold and silver ornaments and black sharp scales intertwine gorgeously between her towering breasts and delicate abdomen, forming just the right shade to hide the mysterious pink cunning. The white carcass, the golden jewelry, the silver chains, and the black scales form an indescribable picture, which is gorgeously displayed in the midday sun. The allure and the psychedelic, the horror and the gorgeous, are almost so perfectly blended, and the breath of horror and charm shakes everyone's heart.

"Wing Commander!"

After an initial moment of consternation, Lord Holt's knights of the guard and the foot guards let out a terrible roar in unison, their swords and halberds slashing at the young assassin with a furious wind. Charm is useless to these selected warriors, and the great pain and guilt of dereliction of duty tears at the hearts of these warriors. General Holt was a very generous man, and the knights and guards of the guards treated him almost like a father.

"One, two, strike now!"

Lesya's voice was cold and emotionless, and with a flick of her sharp blade arm, the blood-stained earth suddenly erupted again without warning with a torrent of earth and snow. The whole land cracked like an earthquake around the beautiful girl, and one of the Rick guard knights who rushed to the front was thrown into the air with his men and horses, and many more were knocked to the ground, and their weapons were almost unstable.

"Contain the enemy, I have my own arrangements!"

With the slender and cold voice of the young assassin, two huge black shadows leaped out of the fountain of the mighty current, holding their huge shields high. Their iron fists and steel shields sowed death among the astonished Rick warriors, blood and entrails fluttering like butterflies along with shattered armor. The dancing assassin named Lesya leapt to her feet and headed straight for the huge Chinese army banner guarded by more than a dozen Rick halberders and swordsmen! Her naked beauty and black strange blades and feet were as agile as mantises, and everywhere she passed played a requiem of flesh and sorrow.