After the third batch of Noxian Imperial troops responsible for searching the secret stronghold of the Navoli Brotherhood lost contact, Camille, who had never received any combat missions, knew that this trouble would inevitably fall on her.
Sure enough, after nearly two months of training on the ship, the Meteor began to change its course and led the fleet all the way along the west coast to the north shore of Philo Island to complete the targeted release.
In a virgin forest where the sun never shines, the Magic Crystal Special Tactics Team ushered in its first combat mission - to find and eradicate the secret stronghold of the Navoli Brotherhood.
In order to adapt to more intense and complex combat missions, and in order to allow the Night Blade to play a more important role on the battlefield, Lester set out to establish an experimental unit. The commander of the unit was naturally none other than
Camille is preparing to make a name for herself in Blade of Night.
Camille has never let Lester down, and is even better than Lester imagined.
In just four years of special training, Camille not only completed all the test courses of the Night Blade Advanced Assassin with excellent results, but also defeated many famous seniors tactically, becoming a dazzling figure for the younger generation.
new star,
Coupled with her previous achievements in espionage activities in the Immortal Fortress, and with Lester's support, Camille naturally obtained the leadership of a new type of force and took the first step towards the core power of the Emerald Territory.
The Magic Crystal Special Tactics Group is an experimental force born out of the Night Blade. Unlike the Night Blade, which is mainly used to assist the Legion in infiltration operations, the Magic Crystal Special Tactics Group has an independent establishment on the battlefield and belongs to the Night Blade.
With battlefield expression, he has the ability to break the formation of beheading enemies and capture thieves and kings.
Different from traditional cold weapon killers, in addition to magic steel equipment, the magic crystal special tactics team is also equipped with many of the most advanced Hex technology equipment. The combat method with Hex crystal as the energy core allows members of the special tactics team to possess
It opens up the possibility of cultivating both physical and legal matters.
For Camille, this is the time to prove the true strength of the Magic Crystal Special Tactics Team.
Under the gloomy canopy, four people on a mission gathered together. Camille, wearing a Hex magic power suit, looked at her three subordinates with a cold voice and a stern look.
"You are the outstanding warriors I carefully selected from the Blades of Night. I can tell you responsibly that the new force I am in charge of is very powerful, and its status is equivalent to that of the empire's veteran elite Nuno.
Blackguard of Xaxus,
Even if you collide head-on with the Dark Guard on the street, the three of you are qualified to hold your chests and heads high, and there is no need to surrender, because you are my people!"
His eyes stayed on Sheryl's purple hair for a moment, and Camille's voice became more solemn.
"But all arrogance must be based on absolute strength and merit. I selected you from hundreds of people and gave you supreme authority and glory. You must use your lives to prove to me that my vision is not wrong!
Even if there are only three of you, you can accomplish what only three hundred people can accomplish!
Prove to me that you can efficiently complete tasks that others cannot complete! You can be fearless of enemies that others fear!
The Blade of Night is a deadly silver blade hidden in the darkness, and you are a war machine that can be exposed to the sun!
Crush any enemy that stands in your way, and remove tumors for the empire as accurately and gracefully as a scalpel. Prove to me that you are qualified to be my subordinates!
Go! The image crystal will record the achievements of each of you. Find the group of little mice hiding in the jungle swamp, gather your companions, and burn their mouse nests!"
The members of the magic crystal team do not need to travel together. Through the three-dimensional mobile device controlled by Hex Technology, the three people including Sheryl spread out horizontally like tight arrows and moved in different directions.
Search efficiently.
After watching the three people leave, Camille, who was holding the blue steel shadow of the magic crystal sword, also disappeared.
She is the supervisor of the mission and the last remedy after the mission fails, so naturally she will not sit idle.
…
The trees in front of me flashed behind me like a revolving lantern. The pulling force of the magic steel hook was enough to lift a three-ton siege equipment. It was easy to pull the body.
In addition to being able to eject four magic steel hooks that penetrate cement steel bars, the Hex Magical Power Suit can also resist most magical or physical impacts that do not exceed the limit by deploying a defensive stance.
Hex technology gun blades, Hex magic crystal bombs, Hex diving masks, Hex magic crystal swords... Every weapon and equipment embodies the most cutting-edge Hex magic technology of the Emerald Territory, Hex
The energy erupted by the Hex Crystal is enough to tear steel, but what if the energy of the Hex Crystal is tripled?
In a daze, Sheryl seemed to have returned to the potion laboratory. Under Camille's gaze, she personally injected the life-changing potion into her body.
In the unspeakable pain, not only did she not turn into an irrational monster, but she also gained unimaginable power in the pain. This power allowed her to grow invulnerable crystal tissue on her body, and it also allowed her to never sleep.
, only maintains its own activities by sucking the life force from the blood,
She became a monster called the "Demon Crystal Tribe", broke away from her mortal body, and became a big killer on the battlefield.
Therefore, she wanted to hold the sword and did not join the regular army of the empire. Instead, she followed her life's goal and became a member of the experimental army.
"Found you!"
Following the clues along the way, Sherrill found the faint breathing sound hidden in the forest.
Looking through the unique sight of the Demon Crystal Clan, a group of pale pink light symbolizing life was hiding in the treetops, unaware that its position had been exposed.
With an extremely dangerous smile on her face, Sherrill rushed towards the treetops.
"Buzz!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A special Hex shock wave spread across the forest sea. The other two people quickly followed the signal sent by their companions and found a nearby cave near the swamp.
Two killers from the Navoli Brotherhood were already dead at the root of the tree, and one seemed to be dying. The three of them seemed to have been tortured to extract confessions, and the life of the sole survivor was quickly withering away.
Without saying any more nonsense, Sheryl said coldly.
"I have confirmed the information. There are three exits in total. Two are two-way exits, namely the cave here and the cliff on the other side of the mountain. One is a one-way exit. The one-way exit is in the underground river deeper. There are
There are a large number of piranhas and extremely dangerous jellyfish, so you can only take a boat down the rapids.
We will go in from here and divide our troops into three groups until we reach the three exits, which will be enough to clear out the entire mouse hole. I will be in charge of the underground river, and I will leave the rest to you. Be careful of the traps."
It was clear that Sherrill had special abilities as a member of the Demon Crystal Tribe. The other two members of the Demon Crystal Army directly recognized Sherrill's arrangement, and the three of them plunged into the deep cave.
"Quickly...escape..."
Seeing two more monsters coming, the Brotherhood Killer, who was still breathing, looked desperate. Unfortunately, his tongue had been pulled out long ago, and he couldn't make anything except a whine.
In the torture chamber deep in the cave of the Navoli Brotherhood, among the scarlet meat forest pierced by iron hooks, the amputee Mars swept the minced meat on the chopping board into the dog barrel with a gloomy expression.
While the wolf-dog was engrossed in feasting, the Ionian, who was only about 1.5 meters tall and was wearing a butcher's apron, picked up the Noxian's head on the chopping board, shook it in front of the prisoner column, and actually said it with Nox.
Kassian spoke.
"Still not telling? You don't think that being skinned and dismembered will end, do you?
Next, I will boil his head into broth and pour it down for you. It must be painful to watch the brother you miss so much enter your stomach, right? Don't worry, I will try to make it as delicious as possible and put all the essence in it.
I’ll leave some of it to you.”
Even though the whip-scarred Noxian soldier was already ready to die, facing the threat of Mars, he still felt a frightening nausea.
If this continues, he is very sure that his will will completely collapse.
Since the outcome cannot be changed, it is better to go crazy first.
The last string called 'sanity' was completely broken. The Noxian soldier who had given up all hope slowly raised his head, reflecting the executioner's eyes full of resentment and madness. The hoarseness of his voice was as if he was about to die.
Before the final curse.
"You're dead! All of you are dead!
Let me tell you what will happen to you people. The empire will dig down and burn the woods, fill up the swamps, and open up the land inch by inch to find you scum hiding in the rat holes!
The Blade of Night will return to you double the pain you have inflicted on us!
You can gasp and witness your ribs being broken one by one, and you can maintain the most complete body touch to feel your body being hollowed out bit by bit in the pile of maggots. Let me tell you, the punishment and torture you are proud of.
Torture is just something that the Night Blade plays with. In terms of the ancient heritage of torturing living people, no one is older than the Night Blade.
The Empire has decided to build a permanent fortress on Philo Island. Your wishful thinking has been dashed. The Empire will not leave Ionia, and no one can escape from Philo Island after harming Imperial soldiers. No one can escape from Philo Island in the Empire.
He spent his whole life on the run in a dog hole under the blockade."
In the extremely ugly face of Mars, the soldier smiled like a demon with his bloody mouth.
"Rates! Enjoy your last peace. Noxians have never been afraid of death. I am not afraid of anything else in my life but becoming a coward. You don't need to cook the head of a warrior! Pass it over, I will eat it raw.
That’s okay, hahaha!!!!”
Seeing the unpretentious madness of the imperial soldiers, a chill ran from his heels to the back of his head. The previous methods of torturing and threatening prisoners simply did not work on this group of lunatics who could not be described by common sense. Mars couldn't help but feel a little agitated for a moment.
I regret that I was too cruel to these Noxian lunatics.
The deadly feud has been completely concluded. If you stay on Philo Island, you can only wait for death. As these soldiers said, the most critical issue now is how to leave Philo Island alive.
He joined the fraternity to legitimately satisfy his hobbies, and he didn't want to lose his life here.
Throwing away the head in his hand, Mars, who was out of spirits, picked up the hook knife and casually cut the throat of the Noxian madman. The man lowered his head and stared at the vicious dog, his face uncertain.
"Since I can't leave, I can only hide as an ordinary villager and wait until things stabilize before I can find a way to leave here. But everyone in the brotherhood has seen my appearance, and I don't believe they can be like this group of Nooks."
The Sass people are just as tough... Fortunately, I still have a copy of the venom of the ghost-faced spider in my hand.
Everyone chooses to get together because of money. There is no other way. In order for me to survive, I can only ask you to die."
With a plan in mind, Mars took off his butcher's apron, patted the head of the man-eating vicious dog, turned around and left the execution room with the wolf dog wagging its tail.
When he came to the kitchen, he found that there was no one except the warm stove. He took out his gold pocket watch and took a look. It was indeed dinner. Mars couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Alsis? Blood Wolf? Werner? You haven't cooked any food today?"
"Hehe wow wow wow!!"
At Mars' call, the bloodthirsty wolfdog, which was the size of a calf, lowered its body without warning, exposed its fangs, and entered a battle-ready state.
His face changed, Mars pulled out the short blade in his hand and said coldly to the other end of the passage.
"I didn't know that a distinguished guest was arriving. I apologize for missing you from afar."
As the words fell, heavy footsteps came from the other side of the passage.
Judging from the sound of footsteps, I thought the uninvited guest was a strong-looking man in his prime, but in front of Mars walked a hot purple-haired beauty with a wasp waist. He knew that women would be his enemies, but the blood flowing to his head was...
Part of it was lost uncontrollably along the lower branches. For a while, the big head and the small head were filled with blood at the same time, and Mars felt like a trance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The stern and ruthless delicate eyebrows seem to penetrate your own soul. The fatal woman in front of you is like a death knell flower blooming in the cemetery. It is so beautiful, so beautiful
Mars felt that his life before the purple-haired woman was simply wasted on a sow.
Sheryl, who had already pierced the transport ship, glanced at the bloodthirsty wolfdog, her eyes fixed on the short man covered in evil spirits. She saw the desire to conquer in the man's lustful eyes.
With no intention of communicating, Sheryl indifferently pulled out the magic crystal sword and prepared to end the enemy's life.
At this moment, Camille walked out of nowhere, her deep voice sounding like the coldest wind in the Freljord.
"Stay alive."
Mars turned his head and stared blankly at Camille, who was even more beautiful than Sheryl. He couldn't understand why such a beautiful woman would choose to keep her hands off him.
"good."
Nodding in agreement with Camille's request, Sherrill put away her long knife and assumed a bare-handed fighting stance.
Seeing that these women didn't take him seriously at all, Mars couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he returned to the fighting posture. He drank the amplification potion in one gulp, held the poisoned short blade in his right hand, and took out the paralysis hand crossbow in his left hand. No matter how beautiful she was,
You have to live to enjoy it.
"Hey, this beautiful lady, are you looking down on me a little too much? Duke! Bite them to death!"
"Woof!!!"
When the wolf dog pounced and bit him, Mars was about to retreat and fight, but he saw the purple-haired woman tiptoe, which was enough to fight the tiger. Duke flew upside down like cotton wool and fell to the cave wall, turning into a heap.
Meat paste.
Before he could panic, a purple shadow flashed past, and Mars felt that he had lost control of his arms, but the purple-haired woman had already appeared in front of him and removed his shoulder joints.
An uppercut hit the man in the abdomen. Sheryl let go of her left hand and looked indifferently at the man frothing at the mouth, hunched over and huddled on the ground.
"Camille, I'll go check out other places."
"Keep the rest alive."
Sherrill was stunned for a moment. Although she felt a little regretful, she didn't say much.
