The beauty did not last, and a silent cold wind interrupted it. With the ominous cold wind, this beautiful female warrior was extremely surprised to see that her spear-holding left arm slowly appeared from the top of the elbow joint, the part that was not protected by armor, a line of blood! This blood line gradually cracked, revealing a ring of shining round wheel cold blades, and the muscles and bones of her arms had been cut off by this round wheel cold blade! In an instant, her slender arm and the red feather holy spear slowly left her body and fell at her feet with blood spots!

"Oh, what a touching and beautiful drama it was! How much splendid blood was shed! It really made my heart feel so happy! Thank you, the great Lord of the Slayer, Kane, for the wonderful gift he had generously bestowed upon his humble servant!"

The familiar, incomparably strange, and incomparably darker laughter rang out from behind Princess Anna, and a black-clad figure appeared, and with a dark maniac, he walked towards the beautiful princess with a broken arm.

"You vicious and despicable shameless dark spirit, you have ...... with a poisonous blade"

Princess Anna glared angrily at her big beautiful blue eyes, but the pain in her arms tormented her and she had to stop.

"Don't worry, my dear princess, this flywheel is absolutely non-toxic. ”

The black-clad figure gave an eerie smile to explain to the blonde warrior, and he continued to slowly approach, the sun shining through the shade of the trees, forming a special feeling of patches of light. He wears a slender high-topped helmet with a thin helmet and sharp blades, and his face is covered with black chain mail, revealing only two dark and deep eyes that exude evil**.

"O beautiful pride of humanity and Ulthuan! How much you are worried! My precious gift to you is not only non-toxic, but also specially added with my refined medicine to stop bleeding and recover. There is almost no bleeding from your wounds. Did you see that? Of course, there are a little side effects. ”

The black-clad sneak assailant smiled and stopped, tilting his head to stare at his beautiful prey. He wears a tight-fitting blue-black leather armor with scales and spikes, roughly made of reptilian leather. The edges of the leather armor are overlapped with ornate gold serrations, and the chest is crossed by a thick purple belt, and the center is fastened by a purple-gold metal skeleton with sharp blades and sharp teeth, which is both terrifying and eerie.

Behind his back hung a huge black leather cloak, the same texture as his armor. A strange beast head with scales and horns hung over his shoulder, and purple gems studded with eyeholes. Sharp shoulder armor was raised from below, with sharp blades studded with gold ornaments, and the armor of the arms was roughly similar, and the whole body resembled a dense forest of daggers. His right arm was wounded and covered in a bandage, which was about the same as that of Princess Anna during the night.

"Lovely princess, I won't let you die. I was so anxious that I almost struck first when you were devoured by the giant egg of chaos! But you're strong, very strong! I wouldn't have been able to deal with you without those three stupid Chaos Beasts. Here, let me mourn their selfless efforts. ”

The mysterious slayer of the dark elves laughed sinisterly, and he reached out his arm with razor-sharp blade armor and swung it at the corpse of the chaos troll, expressing his happy feelings in that cold and eerie tone.

"It is very important that the medicine not only stops the bleeding and heals the wound, but also has an anesthetic effect. For I will bring you alive back to the Temple of Blood in Nagarus, and hand them over to the noble priests and maids of Kane, the great Lord of Slaughter!

In the face of this ecstatic dark spirit, Princess Anna did not speak. She pursed her lips, soft as petals, and stared at the despicable sneak attacker with her long, flaming eyelashes, and stood silently on the blood-stained forest meadow, like a mutilated and beautiful statue of a marble.

Her left arm was cut off, and her right arm was completely broken, and she hung down weakly, completely losing the ability to fight back. That's why the Assassin dared to be so arrogant and ecstatic. In fact, if it weren't for the bloody battle just now, which consumed almost all of her strength and left her seriously injured. And if the great grief of the war lion's heroic death had completely diverted her mental attention, how could the ugly killer of the dark spirit succeed in a sneak attack! The despicable assassin might have arrived in the middle of the battle, lurking like a poisonous snake, until she was at her most careless, and suddenly launched a deadly sneak attack, becoming the last victor in the forest!

"Beautiful princess, don't stare at me so angrily. I'll admit that I'm really no match for you in a head-to-head fight, but it's worthless. For now that I have won, you have become my prey. ”

The strange and dark voice rang out, with irrepressible ecstasy and excitement. The incomparable sense of accomplishment of defeating an opponent stronger than himself so easily made this dark spirit boil with joy. As he spoke, he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"I am the victor! the final victor! the victor of wisdom and art! no one can accuse me of being a glorious victor! this is the style of our beautiful assassins of Nagarus, and we offer our wisdom to our great Lord of Slaughter, and deliver our most fatal blow at the most opportune time!"

The black-clad assassin couldn't help but laugh wildly as he looked at the beautiful prey in front of him, which had lost the ability to resist. He put his hand on his throat and tugged at his cloak in that eerie, chilling sound, his ecstasy making his body tremble slightly.

"If the great Kane has blessed him with this precious gift to his humble and loyal servant---- I am a Phantom warrior from the city of Phrenias, how can I lose the good fortune bestowed upon me by the Lord of Slaughter? I look forward to your beautiful performance on that altar of blood, for that will prove my loyalty to Kane. ”

"It's dawn, it's close to the settlement, and there's a castle just around the corner. My knights of the guard will come, and you won't take me with you. ”

Princess Anna raises her blonde head, interrupting the frenetic lyricism of the Assassin. The sun had risen high, and it shone on her loose golden hair, on her beautiful scarred cheeks, on her dented and torn silver armor, and on her beautiful and mutilated body. Although her arms were broken and she was defenseless, she looked at the vile dark spirit in black without fear, like a sublime idol in the sun.

"What a hard-mouthed princess! I know that the Tyrirs of the Old World are good at words, and you are their princess. But what's the point? Don't you know how I'm going to solve it, my sweet princess?"

The dark-clad dark spirit smiled darkly, pulled out the cross scimitar at his waist and took a step closer. The curved, jagged blade shook in the shaded sunlight, glittering with a menacing light.

"I'll solve this problem right away, I'll cut off your slender legs and arms, I have special medicine to stop the bleeding and recover, you don't have to worry about your life. For I will anesthetize you and take away only your beautiful and seductive body. You will fall into a hibernation slumber until I bring back this beautiful gift of yours to the great Nagarus! Let thousands of people see what a precious living sacrifice I have performed ---- the Phantom Warrior Mist in the city of Phrenias, for our great Lord of Slayers!"

The murderous assassin of the dark elf raised his crooked twin blades into the sky, raised his voice sharply, and roared feverishly into the heavens. His sharp, frenzied voice echoed through the sky, startling the birds and fluttering into the distance. The honor and fame of his hometown had already made the assassin fall into ecstasy, and he finally couldn't suppress his feelings. But, this is stupid.

No matter where he is, the praying mantis always feels that he is the perfect sneak attacker, and of course, the yellow finch behind him is the same, when hunting others, how can he think that he will also become a prey?

A javelin as fierce as a torrential rain suddenly fell from the sky with a sharp whistle. Several of these sharp and sharp javelins landed right next to Princess Anna, but luckily, none of them hit her. However, a certain black-clothed dark spirit warrior who was screaming and expressing his feelings was not so lucky.

This shrewd and fanatical sneak attacker is now his own prey. Three javelins struck his black cloak from behind, his sharp, high-topped helmet was blown away, his long dark blue hair was scattered, and red blood flowed down his pale forehead, leaving only the chain mail mask intact.

"A little punishment is on you vile darkspirit. ”

Princess Anna replied calmly, looking at the panicked Assassin with contempt.

"Ahh......h

The black-clothed wounded killer screamed, and disappeared behind a tree like lightning, eagerly scanning the direction where the attack was flying, although his movements were a little shaky, but still amazingly fast, it seemed that the degree of fright was greater than the actual damage.

There was a sound of horses' hooves in the forest in the east, and gradually, a group of figures appeared in the field of vision, which seemed to be cavalry, but there seemed to be some differences?

"Ah, I see, this is the truth about the knights of the guards! Then my lovely princess, you should regret that your life did not fall into my hands!"

The dark spirit behind the tree suddenly let out a shrill laugh, with reluctance and ecstasy, what is the reason?

"What a rare occasion for a great crowd of enthusiastic guests and their rough and foolish leaders to attend this feast! I have lost a sacrifice, and you are going to die a more miserable and swift death! What a drama of ups and downs! Goodbye! My dear princess, you should regret it!"

The dark elf Assassin laughed wildly and fled like the wind into the woods, disappearing as quickly as a black comet, leaving only his eerie, resentful laughter.

------ the sad song of sixteen years ago is coming to an end, who is the uninvited horseman, and what will the love of the noble mother tell Hyde?

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Note 1

"Ulthuan's Original Sin Bloodline" refers to the Dark Elves' immense hatred for the High Elves. The dark elves of Nagarus have always taken pride in capturing the High Elves, especially those of noble blood, as a living sacrifice in the temple of the god of killing, Kane, as a symbol of merit.

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