On the metal cover of the Book of Judgment, the tail feathers of an arrow fluttered......

The half-blood elf lady who got out of the car after Roy let out a scream of fright, and the surrounding elves also hula and scattered, but there was no rain of arrows falling any more.

Roy looked in the direction the arrow had come from, and an elven figure with a hood slipped around the corner.

Roy quickly took a deep breath and chased after the figure.

As he ran, he held the sacred scepter and shield in his magic belt bag, but unfortunately he couldn't put on the magic pattern and didn't have time to apply the 'power blessing' to himself, and the assassin ran too fast, and Roy had to catch up with him first.

Most of the residents on this side of Brown Street are half-breed elves who live on the harbor docks.

Even in the evening, there are still a lot of half-blood elves busy at the corner of the street, and there are some vendors on the street with stalls.

The arrow stuck in the book on Roy's chest shocked the half-blood elves on the street.

Everyone gathered around Roy to see if there was anything they needed help with, but they saw Roy put down the Book of Judgment in his arms and ran towards the street corner......

……

Some of the strong half-blood elves also stopped when they saw the assassins in the street.

The half-blood elves followed Roy and chased after the Assassins......

Elves have a long lifespan, and as long as they don't die accidentally, they can basically live to be about eight hundred years old.

However, the elves are very weak in reproduction, which leads to the elves having great respect for life, so there is no death penalty in the inquisition of the elf continent......

So the neighbors on the street saw the arrows coming from the shadows and rushed forward without saying a word.

Other elves standing in the street were constantly observing the Assassin's escape route, pointing their fingers in the direction of the Assassin's escape.

Some of the elves even shouted:

He ran that way, and went into the yard right ahead...... It's over there! ”

For a moment, the whole Brown Street was boiling.

……

A large cat jumped from a tree in Mrs. Winnie's yard, and the moment it hit the ground, its almost transparent figure could be seen.

As soon as it landed on the grass, the big cat disappeared.

It landed firmly on the grass in the courtyard, leaving only two plum blossom-shaped footprints on the grass, and when it disappeared without a trace, everything in the backyard of the pharmacy was instantly calm......

No elf noticed that a nightbladed leopard that blended with the twilight scurried across the courtyard wall, and soon saw the assassin following the faint breath that remained.

The Nightblade Leopard's running speed was very fast, and it was silently touched, and the elven assassin didn't notice that there was actually a Nightblade Leopard chasing him with all his strength on the courtyard wall on the left behind him.

Seeing the whole street boiling behind him, he knew that his reckless behavior had completely angered the half-blood elves of Brown Street.

After the assassin fired an arrow, he didn't even have time to confirm Roy's injuries, turned and rushed to the corner, running along a long-reconstructed stone path towards the rocky beach of the sea.

That's the easiest place to hide, just hide for a while.

Crossing a stone bridge over the Dane River, the elven assassin couldn't help but glance under the bridge, only to feel a string of dragonfly-like ripples on the surface of the Dane River on the side, which looked like a water spider crossing the river.

It was getting late, and the elven assassins couldn't see it very clearly......

In an instant, the elven assassin ran across the stone arch bridge and ran towards the river embankment dozens of meters away.

Mrs. Winnie's big cat sprang out from behind the stone pier on the right side of the bridge, and a pair of large fleshy paws pounced on the assassin's chest.

The elven assassin couldn't dodge and was pounced on by the big cat.

The elven assassin and the big cat rolled together on the stone path by the bridge, and as they rolled, the Nightblade Leopard opened its bloody jaw, its long fangs almost clinging to the elven warrior's neck.

The Elven Assassin held a cedar bow in his hand, and he strangled the Nightblade Leopard's neck with the bowstring to prevent the Nightblade Leopard from biting off his head......

Although Mrs. Winnie's nightblade leopard is very young, its weight is not light, almost reaching the standard of an adult Chinese New Year's Eve bladed leopard, and it can pounce on an adult maned beast head-on.

A bowstring stuck in the Nightblade Leopard's throat, preventing it from leaning its head over......

The Nightblade Leopard let out an angry roar that made the Elven Assassin break out in a cold sweat, and the sharp teeth of the Nightblade Leopard pressed against the Elven Assassin's body, and the hot breath from his nose sprayed the Elven Assassin's face.

The Elven Assassin was crushed by the Nightblade Leopard, whose sharp claws often protruded from the pads of flesh, and the Elven Assassin wore a suit of light leather armor.

The claws of the Nightblade Leopard were deeply embedded in the light leather armor, and the two hind paws slammed into the stone slab, even leaving two rows of deep claw marks on the stone floor, and a black tail was raised high, and the erect blue pupils revealed a strong killing intent.

The elven assassin held the cedar bow in both hands, and he only needed to activate his 'momentum' to squeeze the nightblade leopard's neck with his bowstring.

But the footsteps had already run onto the stone bridge, and he didn't have time to strangle the Nightblade Leopard, so he could only use his bowstring to rub a wound on the Nightblade's neck, and kick it away from himself with one foot on the Nightblade's lower abdomen.

Mrs. Winnie's Nightblade Leopard was a little younger after all, and her lower abdomen was stare at by the elven assassin......

While the Nightblade Leopard flew away, it also rolled on the ground, and there was also a line of blood left on its neck, the Nightblade Leopard's fur was very tough, but it still couldn't stop the strangulation of the bowstring, leaving a wound.

The Nightblade Leopard turned around and let out a low roar at Roy as he ran from the bridge.

Roy was at the front, and when he got up the bridge, he saw Mrs. Winnie's big cat running across the bridge on the river, but it had too little experience in hunting and hid behind the piers.

When the elven assassin passed by, it pounced and was just seen by the elven assassin.

The most threatening attack of the Nightblade Leopard is the deadly culling hidden in the shadows, and the big cat can only be regarded as intercepting the elven assassin this time, but the culling is unsuccessful.

Roy strode across the bridge, and the Elven Assassin had already kicked over the Nightblade Leopard, got up from the ground, and galloped towards the sea......

Roy took a deep breath and recited the prayer as he ran, and as he unfolded the Book of Judgment in his hand, a dazzling divine pattern appeared in front of Roy, and in the center of this divine pattern, a hammer of holy light flew out of it, and flew towards the elven assassin in a whirlwind.

'Hammer of Judgment'

The elven assassin had almost just run wildly when he had a bad premonition.

Before he could turn around, he felt a heavy hammer hit his back.

His body involuntarily flew forward, and he lay on the top of the big sea wall in embarrassment, his face rubbing against the stone floor, although his hands and feet were flat on the ground, but to no avail.

He only felt as if he had lost sensation in his spine, and he couldn't exert all his strength.

The elven assassin looked up in panic, the left side of his face was ground to the ground and the flesh was blurred, and the blood left clear marks on the stone slab......

"Ahh It's a Silver Moon Elf! The Silver Moon Elf actually went to the lower city to assassinate the half-blood elf......"

One of the half-blood elves who followed Roy shouted.

For a moment, these half-blood elves on Brown Street were in an uproar.

(End of chapter)