As if it has a clearly visible trajectory, passing through the low-hanging pine needles and the silent snow, it grows feathers from the flowing shadows and cuts through the biting wind. The pieces flow, as black as ink, dragging a long
A long black shadow. The black shadow seemed to be wrapped in a spark, which was red, like the tail of a meteor falling into the dark night. The flowing shape gradually became stable, and a sharp beak grew from it. The upper layer of the beak was densely covered with fine scales.
Densely overlapping, they are as sharp as knives.
It suddenly opened, its tongue like a sharp thorn, and let out a sharp first cry from the vibrating vocal cords. Countless darkness turned into a group of crows, flying out from under the lingering tree canopy. In front of it was an open space, red.
The narrow darkness in their eyes suddenly disappeared, and the forest was left behind. What was displayed in front of them was a horizontally unfolding picture of thousands of troops on the battlefield.
Jita held up the magic book and carefully covered her and Tianlan's heads. Through the edge of the metal, she watched the undercurrent with cautious eyes in amazement, and the sound of flapping wings above her head, flying from the forest.
Pass.
There, people turned around in ignorance, and the squalling crows were reflected in their field of vision, with their spread wings that covered everything.
A raven flew straight towards Ruoshui, who raised the dagger in his hand, and the shining knife light cut open the chest and abdomen of a crow. The feathers flew away, and the body turned into a black mist, but the scattered wings also
He accidentally cut a bloody mark on his hand.
He snorted softly, frowned, and retracted his hand. Even he was like this, let alone others. The Gray Knights could only use their swords to swipe down a few birds in front of them, but there were more crows.
Flying out of the darkness, sharp claws and sharp beaks scratched their armor, making a creepy sound like scratching through glass.
The knights were okay and still had armor to protect their bodies, but the mercenaries behind them had little protection. The crows pounced on them, hitting their heads with their claws and wings, or pecking at their flesh, and the people screamed and rolled down.
There were puddles of blood on the ground, faces, and backs of hands, and some people even had their eyes pulled out.
There is only one person standing motionless among the storm of crows, and that is the box. The dark sword blade in his hand is shining with a strange dark red light at the moment, and the eyes of everyone who is being pecked by crows are
The flesh and blood are turning into blood and light, flowing into the shadows and converging on the sword.
And it was at that moment that he moved.
As soon as he moved, Ruoshui almost frightened out of his wits. Because it was so fast, with just one sword, his field of vision seemed to be divided into two. The sky and the earth were stretched extremely long and narrow under the light of the sword, and a line of
The red line pierced deep into his eyes.
But the sword seemed to have passed through a shadow, and a crack suddenly appeared on Ruoshui's body. The next moment, the cracks opened like a spider web, and the layers were shattered, like a mirror that collapsed.
After the shadow, Ruoshui jumped back and fell into the snow, turning into seven or eight identical figures. People called him the "Shadow in the Lake" because like a reflection in the water, the light and shadow passing through the water surface
, intertwined with each other, forming a phantom magic.
As soon as Ruo Shui fell to the ground, he held the dagger in his mouth, and each hand pulled out a shining flying knife from the belt. Seven or eight phantoms made such movements at the same time, and then threw them forward together, with more than ten silver knives.
The lights flew toward the box, intersecting with each other, and the flight trajectories of each silver light were actually different.
If an ordinary person thinks that only two of the more than ten light tracks are the real ones, they will try their best to find the real two among them. However, the method of handling the box is simple and direct, and the flying silver light is like a snail in his eyes, and he
I walked leisurely through these slow flying knives. When I couldn't avoid it, I slashed with my sword and deflected one or two bunches of silver.
The flying knife deflected by the sword turned aside and did not disappear. Instead, it turned into black smoke after a shock and merged into the wind and snow.
Box felt the strength coming from his hand, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He hid the shadow under the illusion of light. It turned out that there were not only two bodies, but each flying knife was a 'body'. Shadow Dancer also
Is it possible to have such an idea?
But he was slightly surprised, and in Ruoshui's eyes it was as if his scalp was numb - he could no longer see the opponent's movement trajectory at all. It was just that every time Box stopped to swing his sword, an afterimage would be left on the spot. He
The shadow I saw was getting closer and closer.
Does he want to gamble on luck? The opponent has a one-eighth chance of finding his own body, but if he fails, he still has a chance to counterattack.
It's just that the box didn't make such a choice.
He suddenly split into eight, appeared in front of each of Ruoshui's mirror images, raised his sword, and stabbed at the opponent. Ruoshui's blood suddenly froze, and his eyes widened——
What kind of speed is this?
The alarm bell rang in Ruo Shui's heart, and he suddenly stepped back. The seven shadows disappeared at the same time and merged into one. In front of him, the shadows of the box also overlapped. He was holding a black sword and stabbed him with one sword.
With his mind shaken, he spit out the dagger in his mouth, caught it with his hand, and moved forward.
With a clang, the sword blade and dagger pulled out a long spark, and light splashed in the darkness. In an instant, Ruoshui lost his opponent's figure again, but his alertness made him take a step to the side, and a silent black streak
The blade missed him.
He suddenly realized that this was an opportunity, and his rich combat experience came into play here. He intuitively avoided the opponent's extremely dangerous sword, and then he had an opportunity. He swept it with his hand,
He blocked the box's sword with his backhand, then he tightened his grip on the dagger and turned around to stab him.
This was a sure blow, but suddenly, it seemed like someone pulled a hand behind him. Unprepared, Ruoshui lost his center of gravity - he fell back, turned his head, and only saw a streak of light in the darkness.
A cold light passed over my neck.
Then he lost all consciousness.
But at the last moment, Ruoshui couldn't figure it out anyway. He was level 27, and he was also a profession known for his speed, but why was he so fast? How high was the opponent's level? There was no way he was third.
Is it a higher-level profession, or has it reached the level of an upper-level person, above level 40?
If the Seven Seas Troupe exists like this, is it still a novice troupe?
In the 'auditorium', people have already recognized Ruoshui's identity. Illusion may not be the hallmark of this 'Shadow in the Lake', but hiding the shadow under the refraction is the hallmark of this outstanding newcomer three years ago.
A unique skill. It is said that he went to the Lake of Mirrors, had some unique experiences there, and obtained a legendary armor, which is where the image in the mirror came from.
And when he fought against the box, people confirmed the identity of this top ten newcomer. His quick reactions and pleasing fighting skills were definitely not something ordinary people could show.
"That's Yue Chen's Ruoshui. Isn't Yue Chen always very high-profile and not very involved in these things?"
"But they are very close to the alliance. After all, they were also members of the alliance in the past."
People were talking.
But what really shocked them was that this rookie, who was ranked in the top ten among the major guilds three years ago, was only on the defensive at the moment. The opponent's speed was simply astonishing - ordinary selectors at this level,
It is absolutely impossible to have this speed, so it can only be equipment and abilities.
And what happened to the sword in his hand?
People have not forgotten the shocking scene of a flock of crows flying out of the forest.
But they at least thought that Ruoshui could hold on to this boy for a while. They watched this talented boy from Yuechen jump away from the opponent's attack range. This was all based on experience. This was the strength of the top newcomers back then.
But suddenly, Ruoshui's figure paused in mid-air, and then was pulled back. The box turned around, drew out his sword, and with a flash of cold light, the boy's skull rolled down and fell into the snow, with blood stains on it.
Eye-catching, the corpse gradually turned into white light. Everyone opened their mouths and stared at this scene in stunned silence:
That's it?
What just happened?
Then they saw that the glove on the left hand of the box and the silver line outlined on the dark leather were shining under the light of magic. A short staff floated from his waist and drew an arc.
The thread flew into his hand.
this?
Power magician plus guerrilla swordsman?
After Ra Shen, there is another magic swordsman in Aitaria?
But the Supreme Ten Kings at the tip of Thebes has the blood of the Almighty. What talent does this man have?
Box stood still and looked to one side. The two fronts on the battlefield were in a stalemate. The Ice Giant had gradually retreated under the attack of several gray shadows and Bard-Blackfeather, but the two wings of the Crow Claw Temple,
The same is retreating.
On the other side of the battlefield, Shesta and Mei were fighting fiercely with three high-level gray knights. Neither side had time to pay attention to them. The Papalars were shooting arrows in the forest and could not see each other for the time being.
Shadow——But thinking about it, it is impossible for the Gray Knight to find this 'King of Nightingales'.
He then turned around and looked at the gray figures on the battlefield, then took a step forward and 'walked' in that direction. But when it came to walking, his speed was already so fast that it was unimaginable. He only took one step.
, as if the open battlefield was shortening under his feet, the gray shadow was pulled to the front.
The other party was fighting with an ice giant. After dodging the giant's blow, he went around under the giant and slashed at the giant's feet with his sword, leaving a deep gash there. Then he turned over and rolled,
He walked around behind the ice giant.
But as soon as he stood up, he saw a young man standing in front of him, divided into seven parts in front of him, and each shadow swung a sword at him.
The gray shadow was shocked and blocked it with his sword - he blocked three swords in a row, and each of the opponent's swords turned into a spreading black mist. How could he not be familiar with this ability? The master of the gray shadow couldn't help shouting in shock.
He said: "Ruoshui?" But the box did not answer his words. The seven swords turned into one sword. After the opponent blocked six swords in a row, the last sword finally showed its flaw - he took a step forward, raised his left hand, and followed the opponent.
The empty door was pushed forward.
A huge force hit the man's chest, and he flew out, just in time to be swept away by the claws of the ice giant swinging from behind, and he turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot.
There was total silence in the live broadcast room.
How could he still have the ability of Shadow in the Lake?
They have heard of the legendary skill, mind reading. Just by looking at the opponent's skill, they can imitate it 30% to 40%. The omniscient Kun of the Silver Forest Crown has such an ability, and he killed it
The Flying Dragon King Tyra was rewarded, but I have never heard of another person having such skills.
What's more, what the box imitated was not only 30 to 40%, it was an exact mirror image. What's more, in this mirror image, the box actually retained its original speed and skills. This is simply a fantasy.
But among the crowd, someone finally recognized the sword.
"Edwin Clairvaux!"
"The magic sword, Gwendes."
A name flashed in Bud Black Feather's mind, and the gray light in his eyes was like substance. He looked at the several shadows passing by on the battlefield, and shouted: "Stop that person first, I need your help."
Several gray figures stopped together, and they glanced at each other. They had all seen the death of Ruoshui and their colleagues before, but they had not reacted for a while. At this moment, the guardian of the Crow Claw Temple proposed
Requirements, they know each other's identity, and of course they are happy to do so.
Three or four gray figures nodded together, then turned around and shot in the direction of the box.
Xiangxiang was always paying attention to the changes here, and he clenched his sword tightly. He realized that the young man he dealt with before was slightly more powerful than these men in gray. But it was still a bit beyond his ability to deal with three or four people at the same time.
In addition to his abilities, the Thorn of Blood has a certain effectiveness, but he cannot activate Crow's Choke again.
He took a breath and his eyes wandered further away. Compared to these men in gray, the guard made him more afraid. Bader Black Feather already held the sword in his hand and walked towards this direction. He was still there
Observe, but may take action at any time——
But at this moment, a deep voice sounded in his ears:
"Don't worry about them, we're each half."
A ray of silver light flashed in the darkness.
The Yin Hua drew towards one of the gray shadows, forcing the other party to stop, jump forward, and miss the silver light. The box turned around and looked at the slim figure walking out of the darkness -
Miss Nightingale fiddled with her long hair and walked out from the edge of the forest. She opened her snow-white fingers and drew them forward. A bolt of lightning flew back from where the silver flower disappeared.
The gray figure suddenly groaned, turned around, and covered the burn mark on his arm.
"That is……"
"It's that Nightingale. Reinforcements from the Seven Seas Brigade have arrived."
The community recognized him immediately.
Xiang Xiang couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and then he put down the sword slightly.
The leader and the others have arrived.
Bader Black Feather raised his head and looked at the shadow falling from the mid-air. A sword light fell from the mid-air. He raised his sword, and with a loud noise, the place where the sword and the sword met exploded.
With a golden firelight, the black shadow bounced back and fell to the ground. When he raised his head, there was a flashing red light under the pointed hat.
Its mechanical arm, which was as slender as a bamboo pole, held a long black knife tightly, and the tip of the knife trembled slightly, pointing in this direction. From behind the slender construct, another black shadow flashed out, still
A ray of sword light struck, Bard-Heiyu blocked three swords in a row, took a step back, then raised his head and looked at the constructs that stopped in front of him.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Where did you get these constructs?"
What he was asking about was the young man wearing an alchemist's coat who appeared behind those constructs. Fang Plover's raised right hand, the pride of the lonely king, shone slightly under the firelight on the battlefield, but he only let go
Flatten your palms and point them towards the other person.
A trace of doubt flashed in his mind, but he didn't answer.
The glimmer of light in Bader Blackfeather's eyes did not escape his eyes. The other party obviously recognized these constructs. Doubts arose in his heart, but they only disappeared for a fleeting moment. He raised his head and quietly
He looked at the other party and said:
"You lost."
Bud Black Feather was startled for a moment.
He looked around. The four gray shadows were blocked by Alisa and the box. The elementalist boy commanded the ice giant to further press the knights' front. The gray knights under him were the Papal girl and the maid.
Blocked by ladies in costumes, these fronts are at a stalemate.
But what is really fatal is that the redeemed have already cut into the mercenary line, and the collapse only occurs in an instant.
He shook his head and sighed. He still despised these people. He thought these people were just unorganized adventurers, but it turned out that this was not the case. He turned the blade of the sword, inserted it into the ground, and pressed it with his hand.
The sword hilt looked at the other party and asked:
"That alchemist from before was you?"
Fang Plover nodded slightly.
"As expected of the Holy Chosen One."
While he was saying this, Fang Yu was suddenly surprised to see some kind of change on the guard. His armor seemed to turn into black mist, rising up, and in the black mist
, the opponent's body is gradually disintegrating, turning into dots of white light, dissipating in the air.
Almost everyone on the battlefield noticed this eye-catching scene. The Gray Knights turned around, their eyes flashing with surprise, but the next moment, they seemed to have received some instructions and raised their swords resolutely.
Come on, hit your neck hard.
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the gray knights who had lost their vitality fell to the ground one after another. Their bodies gradually shone with white light, and in an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to be covered in white light.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock.
But Bard Heiyu, who had only half of his body almost gone, remained calm. In the flickering white light, he quietly looked at Fang Pulver and said:
"Young man, we have another round."
Fang Yu looked at this scene calmly.
He understood what the other party meant. It only took fifteen minutes to resurrect from the altar, and the other party could return to his main camp and regroup his troops.
But he sighed and did not answer. He just shook his head and turned around. The bodies of Bard Blackfeather and the Gray Knights who committed suicide finally disappeared, but he did not look at this scene, or even
He didn't look at the crowds of people approaching, nor at the news that was rolling in the community.
He just raised his head and looked at the night sky, silently watching the clouds there, then lowered his head, took off his control gloves, and threw them into the snow. The silver gloves gradually melted in the snow and turned into information flow.
Included in the crystal.
The mountains in the distance stand alone in the dark night, like the shadow of dragon wings——
…
Feimon-Grey Flame looked at the dwarf in front of him gloomily, raised the sword in his hand and pointed at the other man's throat.
The forest was already quiet, and all the soldiers had been buried in the snowfield. The dwarf, the leader of the remaining white rhino adventure group, was covered in blood and was lying on the ground laughing: "
What a bunch of trash, with a force several times ours, but they were blocked by me for more than an hour. Could it be that you were frightened by our phantom in the forest, because that is our reserve team?"
His small, bean-like eyes showed a teasing look, and he made a thick nasal voice from his big nose, and sneered: "It turns out that there are times when the Crow Claw Temple is afraid, but I guess you should think about it carefully.
Can you explain the outcome of this battle to your master, the caretaker?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a coldness in his throat and a stinging pain came from there. The dwarf opened his mouth wide and stared at the twisted expression on the other person's face, which was a mixture of resentment and rage.
With an expression on his face, he twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled contentedly, and then his vision suddenly went dark.
Feimoen pulled out the blood-stained sword from the dwarf's throat. He raised his head and looked at the silent forest. The communication contact had been restored, but there was still silence on the caretaker's side. He already understood in his heart that he
What mistake was made.
His heart was filled with coldness. Anger was going to burn everything to ashes. He had experienced countless battles, big and small, but he had never been so aggrieved. He clenched his fist. All this was due to those fighting craftsmen.
Incompetent, if it weren't for them, how could I be so passive?
He squeezed his gauntlet until it squeaked, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "This time I told them good luck, but we suffered a hidden loss. But as soon as daybreak we launched an attack. Look at what's under Gray Owl Town.
What other tricks can these people do!"
But before he finished speaking, a golden flame suddenly flashed from the distant horizon. The sky-high fire light lit up the night sky from behind the mountain forest.
At that moment, Feimoen's blood seemed to solidify, and a chill rose under his feet, making him shiver uncontrollably.
…
Surrounded by mountains.
Under the quiet mountain col, Zhuo Zhuo Qihua and Yan Xin glanced at each other. In their eyes, they both reflected the burning camp below.
Behind them were hundreds of rangers, each of them covered in blood. They were wiping their faces with their hands, and couldn't help but smile with relief on their faces. Yan Xin threw the corpse in his hand down and looked at the gray
The knight rolled down the cliff, put down the sword in his hand, and sighed silently.
What was burned in the flames were the supplies and materials that Bard Blackfeather had stored behind the three camps and surrounded by mountains. The Gray Knights thought they were safe, as well as dozens of Crowclaw Saints being built here.