"Hey, where are you going?" Gwendrin didn't understand what little Sissel meant.

But the Fire Spirit Master only shook his head slightly, and put his finger to his lips to signal her not to speak.

Gwendrin was puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this Jensen Sissel gourd. But looking at the altar priest who was approaching, she didn't have time to think about it anymore, so she had to step forward to fight.

She was very flustered in her heart, although the altar priest would not inflict fatal damage on the spirit magician who faced the battle, but in terms of dissipating spiritual power and will, it was indeed not to be underestimated.

Out of estrangement from the fire elemental sorcerer, Gwendrin still didn't explain it to Sissel Jr. when he told him about the mechanics of the altar priesthood.

Count Shenlin once used the army of altar priests when dealing with the mercenary group of the Gerry Empire, and the reason why he was able to win that battle was to use the transmission of information between the altar priests.

Just as Sissel Jr. guessed when he faced Count Shenlin, the altar priest's spiritual power network was not just as simple as sharing the damage.

Although it is a suicidal act to go up one by one and fight alone, it still has great use value for its owner.

When Little Sissel killed the first altar priest, he used the most basic spiritual technique of the fire element, so the second, third, and countless altar priests who saw his move could quickly obtain this information-

As long as he doesn't change his spirit moves and techniques, it will become harder and harder to kill the next target!

Therefore, this will not only greatly slow down the opponent's attack time, but also allow its manipulator, Earl Shenlin, to have a long enough gap to find out the opponent's moves.

The more you try to defeat the Altar Priest quickly, the harder it will be to defeat the real opponent!

Due to the landform, there are few large areas of magma or sea of fire on the Phantom Capital Continent. Therefore, for generations, fire spirit masters have not been like spirits of the three elements of water, wind, and earth, and they have been at ease in the use of the elements.

There are very few large-scale group injuries for fire spirit masters, so the weapon of the altar priest is almost invincible for fire spirit masters!

Is this Jensen Sissel a fool who only cares about being handsome and doesn't think about the overall situation?

Without allowing Gwendrin to hesitate any longer, she stood still, the chains in her hands bursting out, impartially, striking right on the Adam's apple of the first altar priest closest to her.

"Death to this girl!"

Her men showed no mercy, and the chains pierced the body's neck without the slightest pause.

In an instant, five sharp barbs stretched out from the end of the chain, which were deeply clasped in the flesh, and the girl's arm was pulled back violently, and the altar priest was thrown into the sky in a trance, and fell heavily to the ground in a white arc......

The fragile body immediately shattered, and flesh and blood splattered all over the ground.

In just a few seconds, a new priest filled the vacant position. Gwendrin retracted the chains, and Fortune flung forward again, killing the priest with the same move.

"Oops!"

But to her surprise, the third altar priest flashed at the same time as she attacked, and grabbed the chain with his backhand to the chain that shot at the bar!

The priest's strength was so great that the girl could not pull it back even if she exhausted the strength of her slender arm.

She had to change the way she attacked, and gathered a wave of spiritual power in her palm, which was transmitted to the palm of the altar priest with a shock of chains.

"Freeze! Don't move!"

A layer of ice crystals spread from the palm of the body's hand to the wrist, and she took advantage of the situation to draw it towards the small arm of the altar priest, and a piece of bone with flesh and skin shattered into ice chips.

When facing the fourth altar priest, Gwendrin visibly felt more strained.

She originally thought that the Altar Priest's progress would not be so fast, and she wanted to use the move just now.

Before he could think of it, the priest saw the chains shooting towards him, and his body immediately fell down, and he jumped towards Gwendrin at a great speed!

The girl's pupils tightened, and she seized the opportunity for the altar priest to get close to her and pushed it out with a palm-

"It's really brainless!"

The priest's chest was instantly pierced by scarlet ice, and the blood spread little by little in the texture of the ice cube, like a blooming mandala flower.

But this was almost an act of sending him to death, but it really scared Gwendrin into a cold sweat.

It seemed that because of the sudden change in the attack method, the new action immediately attracted the attention of all the altar priests, no matter which direction the priests were facing, at a certain subtle point in time, they all looked in the direction of Gwendrin-

Looking at the countless pairs of hateful eyes and countless soulless bodies, the girl suddenly panicked. She took a few steps back, and the chain fell to the ground with a thud.

"Jensen......"

She subconsciously called out the name, but she didn't expect little Sissel to come and save her.

This arrogant little girl stubbornly thinks that this is a kind of respect for her companion.

"...... of Janssen Sissel"

Gwendlin was in a trance and saw Monica stand up, staring in her direction, and ordered in a high-pitched voice—

"Kill her!"

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"Who did you just say, kill whom?"

The ghostly figure flashed, and a blood-red dagger rested on Monica's neck.

From the side of the stacked altar priests, Gwendrin meets one of the best Assassins of the Gerry Empire - but not just an Assassin!

That's his companion, Jason Sissel!

The handsome man who was always playing handsome, with his usual evil smile, fell into Monica's ear, blowing and whispering.

"I ask you, who are you going to kill?"

"You ......" Monica's expression instantly clouded with a layer of fear, and she trembled and held little Sissel's arm.

"Don't move, or you'll be the corpse on the ground. Little Sissel slammed the blade against her neck again.

Monica didn't dare to move anymore, and asked with a pale face, "Who are you?"

Little Sissel put his lips to the woman's ear again, and said with a sigh: "Who am I, will you not know, huh?"

The menacing coda poured into Monica's ears, and she feigned composure and said softly, "West...... General Sissel, what are you doing with a knife on my neck?"

"I'll kill you. ”

Nervous, Monica's long nails clenched into little Sissel's skin, leaving a row of crescent-shaped marks, "But...... This altar priest is not my weapon, even if you kill me, it will be useless......"

"Order them, get out of here. Sissel's tone is irrefutable.

Monica looked up at the pair of red eyes and asked, "Why?"

"I'll just say it once. ”

"General Sissel, do you dare to kill me?" Monica's eyes rolled, and she suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile: "I don't think you dare to do anything to Shenlin, this group of beasts is still alive and well, she is not dead." Aren't you afraid, I'll let those altar priests eat Gwendrin alive now?"

"You royal women, all of them are like this. ”

Little Sissel didn't show Monica mercy and raised his hand to slash her neck.

The woman collapsed at his feet, her throat leaking with air, blood gurgling all over her body, like a huge rose blooming on her chest.

Monica stared at Sissel with those big eyes, fearing that the knife would kill her.

But for a palace-level assassin like Little Sissel, this knife was well mastered, and it was enough to make this annoying woman speechless.

Lethal, impossible.

This is the third rule of the Assassins - to fight quickly, and not to be greedy.

Saru's spiritual field shook suddenly, but the altar priests were not shaken by the scene that had just happened, their eyes were still locked on Gwendrin.

The girl's gaze met Jensen Sissel's eyes by chance, but she didn't understand what he meant.

As a dignified spirit envoy, it is only now that he has truly seen the fighting and assassination techniques of the Fire Elemental Realm.

She disdained, she despised her, and even thought that this Jensen Sissel was at best a mercenary leader with more spiritual power and excellent spiritual ability. I didn't expect him to be more than just a good assassin......

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is even a reliable companion.

She came back to her senses and realized that she was thinking a little too much about the man. Looking at the blackened group of priests, she shook her chains again and threw them forward.

One of the sections of the chain split into five in an instant, and at the same time grabbed the five altar priests in front, and the spiritual power vibrated with this straight stab, and the five priests were cut into two pieces by the waist.

As concocted, five and five, more and more altar priests fell, and the speed of encircling them became slower and slower. Short, metallic chimes rang out, and the head of the chain hit the ground as her arm swung downward.

With a sudden idea, Gwendrin threw the chain upwards and rushed into the layers of human walls again at great speed.

Little Sissel was shocked, only to see that the slender body was surrounded by seven or eight altar priests, the girl jumped forward unhurriedly, raised her palm and punched one of the altar priests in the chest, and the chains shot out from behind her, and hit several altar priests behind.

The silvery white glow was particularly dazzling in the afternoon sun. Gwendlin had a little more luck, two more ice blades in his hand, and after jumping out of the encirclement, his movements did not stop, and he immediately stabbed at the several altar priests who surrounded him one by one, and the knives were sure to hit the point!

The girl's slender body is still comfortable even in the crowd.

With a high degree of focus on the altar priest in front of him, Gwendrin's fighting enthusiasm was high, and several swift fights almost made Sissel Jr. stunned.

But soon, the altar priest behind her gathered again, she still did not mess up, her movements were as fast as lightning, and she turned around and shot out three more ice blades, without the slightest superfluous. Her spiritual power was not weak, and the ice blade pierced out of the chest of the altar priest, and pierced straight into the chest of the next altar priest-

"Drink!"

Then, she arched her body, turned around and kicked her new target's abdomen, the altar priest's body froze in the air, knocking down all those who followed behind her in the air, Gwendrin followed in a few steps, and the spiritual power killed several staggered bodies in an instant.

"Jensen Sissel!"

Little Sissel watched the battle in a daze, and suddenly heard a vicious roar from the girl, so he had to rush into the crowd with the two blades of the god of war in his hands, his wrist flipped up, and the blade came out of his hand, turning into a red light and shooting into the chest of the altar priest in front of him.

As the priest fell backwards, little Sissel picked it up, pulled out the blood-red blade from his side, and made a long, deep cut in the neck of a priest beside him, and the flesh of the white flower turned outward, and blood splattered out, staining his clothes red.

He was extremely fast, and his figure flashed, and he pulled the priest to the position he had just been, and the altar priest who pounced on him hit the body right on, and he was in a mess.

"Little girl, the ability to stir up trouble is not small. ”

"Kill and it's over!"