The soldier patrolling the guard subconsciously touched his cheek with his hand, released his hand, and his fingertips turned red.
It was as if there was a long tug in the world of thought, everything in sight seemed to be moving slowly, crowds being knocked away, screams of terror, curses, crowds pushing and giving way to each other.
The man in the windbreaker pulled out his sword, but a ray of sword light penetrated his back first. A severed arm was raised high, and he let out a scream like a wild beast. Warm liquid poured down all over the sky, as if a war had begun.
Rain of blood. A figure knocked it away. Only then did the soldier realize that his thoughts were a little abnormal. He subconsciously reached out to draw his sword, but he missed it.
His heart froze, and he turned around to look. The young man in black robe was standing beside him, holding his sword in his hand, looking at him coldly with his remaining eye. The other man gently let go of his hand, and then
The sword with the imperial emblem also fell from mid-air.
He was confused and subconsciously reached out to pick it up. But a cold light flashed from his eyes, and then the world spun around and his vision went black. The soldier's limp body flew backwards, hit the wall, and then turned into dots of white light and dissipated in the long
In the alley.
The crowd was in chaos.
The people behind wanted to react, but they saw that everyone in front was avoiding him. The pointed wizard hat had separated the crowd and appeared in his field of vision. The person was shocked and saw a black flame falling from the sky.
The wizard suddenly rushed in front of him like a rain of blood.
Box raised his head, and under the black mask, his eyes flashed with an extremely crazy light.
The man wanted to react, but was unable to move due to the crazy look in his eyes. The magic sword Gwendes was laughing loudly in the spiritual world.
"Shut up," said the box.
Then, with his heart as silent as water, he placed his hand on the long sword and stepped forward.
From left to right, a long and narrow sword light cut through the night.
The head flew high.
Consciousness sneaks in and is captured by the mind.
The ability of the psychic system is like the narrow beam of a sword. Once it enters the crowd, the patrolling guard soldiers who were caught off guard suffered a big loss. The man in the windbreaker misjudged the ability of the box at first and only thought that the sword in the opponent's hand was a sign of confusion.
their tricks.
He cursed loudly and tried to close his eyes to avoid the mind-stealing spell.
But the moment I saw the sword coming out of the box from the corner of my vision, I realized how wrong I was. I was shocked and wanted to react, but the moment the sword was drawn out, the result was completely different.
Box won't talk to them about being upright. Walking in the darkness is the killer's intention. Deceiving and luring the enemy is just a means, and killing is the goal. His first target is the man in the trench coat who missed his mind-stealing technique. Showing the mind-stealing technique is
Dual tactics, one is an open and honest attack, the other is deception operating in the shadows.
Tactics have no rules.
Just seek the essence of victory.
This is something he learned while listening to the rain.
As expected, the man was hit, and his sword-holding arm was cut off after he was a little slow to react.
The box did not get entangled with the opponent, and immediately knocked the opponent away with a successful attack. Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, he rushed into the rear of the patrolling guard soldiers who were in chaos due to being hit by a psychic spell. He took advantage of the opponent's distraction and killed four people in a row.
Originally, the man in the trench coat and his ten men were killed three times and two were injured as soon as he attacked, leaving only half of them. The 100% combat strength of the surviving people was reduced to 70% by surprise. Aiyin Block had not been in war for a long time.
, the public security in the city is good, and these patrol guards soldiers are used to taking things easy, so have they seen this battle?
The Chosen Ones are people who regard the adventurous life as eating and drinking.
And the Seven Seas Brigade is the Chosen One among the Chosen Ones.
Most of the soldiers patrolling the guard were between level 12 and level 13. The man in the trench coat was probably from the peripheral team of the Death Advent Guild, and was at least level 17 or 18. Originally, the box cost a small price to pay for one against ten.
, but after doing this, it became much easier.
He waved his sword gently, and the silver light of the blood sword flashed in the long alley, and an arc of blood dropped to the ground. Then he raised his head and looked at the remaining people.
There was silence.
Ten people, three of them fell to the ground, one had a broken hand, and another was leaning against the corner, breathing less and less, looking like he was about to die. Among the remaining people, no one dared to fight with them.
They looked at each other and didn't dare to make a sound.
"Split up and run to find someone!" The man in the trench coat pressed his broken arm, almost fainting from the pain, but he still tried his best to shout to the others. With all the men in hand, he still had the heart to fight with the opponent, but he lost half of his body in one encounter.
, apart from his numb scalp, he just regretted it.
If I hadn't made a mistake in my judgment...
But the information never said that the opponent had such a swordsman, no, a demon swordsman. But how could a demon swordsman have such a costume?
The man in the trench coat, wearing a magic robe and a wizard's hat, almost fainted when he looked at the box.
damn it!
Box turned his head sideways and glanced at him - although the other side of his face was clearly covered with a dark mask and could not see anything. The wizard boy raised his hand, a ghost-like short staff appeared in his palm, and pointed in this direction.
Spoken mantra phrases:
"Eat'n!"
not good!
The man in the trench coat was shocked and turned around subconsciously to run away. However, an electric spark burst out from the magic furnace behind him, causing him to scream. "Magic dismantling!" The man in the trench coat cursed in his heart, thinking that he had been fooled again.
, shouldn't have turned around to expose the magic furnace.
But the regret only lasted for a moment.
A rock gun emerged out of thin air, and was guided by the box and penetrated his throat directly from behind. The man's body flew out and was nailed to the wall on one side. Then, little white lights appeared under the armor, like scattered fireflies.
Disappeared into the alley.
"Who asked you to speak?"
Box looked at the corpse angrily and said.
He turned around and saw that the soldiers patrolling the guard had fled in all directions, not even caring about his injured comrade. Xiang silently glanced at the unfortunate man who was about to expire, thought for a moment, and walked past him.
He put away his sword. After all, he might not be able to kill all the soldiers who escaped, so he might as well not waste time. Besides, the resurrected people will come out of Ori's temple sooner or later, so why should he do something meaningless?
things.
He walked up to Laila and looked at the frightened girl. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He thought for a moment before asking, "Can we still leave?"
Laila's face was stained with blood, and she stared at him blankly without realizing it.
She had imagined how Britta would rescue her, but she never imagined that she would be saved in this way. For an ordinary student like her, it was really a bit too... beyond her imagination.
Fortunately, she lost her glasses and couldn't see the battle too clearly, otherwise she would have fainted from shock by now.
"You...you, you," Laila looked at the box a little stunned, her tongue tangled, "...you killed them?"
What am I asking?
Laila regretted it as soon as she asked. Isn't this obvious? Besides, it's not like she didn't know the young man in front of her. He came to rescue her. How could she question it as soon as she opened her mouth?
But the box didn't mind, and simply regarded it as a question: "They still have Starlight."
He said.
Laila felt that her mind was in a mess, so she stammered and changed her words: "Are you here to save me?"
"It's us." Box instinctively pulled a few more people into the water. "We all know what happened to you, and you were implicated by us. That's why the leader just sent me a letter. All of us are here for you.
"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at his communication crystal. Fang Yu immediately asked him to attack to rescue Laila, but at that time he was killing the second patrol guard soldier and had no time to reply.
Of course, Xiangxiang would not tell these things. He had already corrected the order in which he had completed this matter in his mind. It was Fang Yu who sent him the message first, and then he found these people and had such a battle. In this way,
That makes sense.
He is making up stories.
But there was an indescribable feeling in Laila's heart. When she heard the words 'All of us are here for you', she felt like she was hit. She had never imagined that there was a group of people who were not like her.
People who have met a few times will do this for strangers.
The girl bit her lip, the grievances in her heart almost burst out, and her tears fell down. Since she was born, she seemed to have never experienced such a feeling, but the girl hurriedly wiped her tears with the back of her hand to make herself look better.
Be stronger.
But the complicated thing in her heart is, is it right for these people to do this? Laila looked at the corpses that had not completely disappeared on the ground, and she was confused for a moment. Of course she understood what it meant to kill the soldiers patrolling the guard, but she didn’t understand
What will the future hold.
She was born in this country and never thought about the consequences of being an enemy of the empire.
But she can never betray these people.
The girl was still immersed in the previous emotion, and she was shocked to even have such a thought in her heart, "Laila, they are your benefactors." The girl said to herself in her heart.
She bit her lip, feeling a little determined in her heart.
Of course, Xiangxiang couldn't notice how determined Laila was and what kind of decision she made. In his opinion, this matter was nothing more than that, and the group leader had already approved it, so could there be any problems? He just spent some time thinking about it.
Just an excuse and why I appear here at this time.
He turned back and glanced at the disappearing body, and said: "Let's go, leave this place first."
Laila was clenching her fists and fighting between gods and humans. She only reacted when she heard these words and hurriedly caught up with her, "...you, are you the Master Sorcerer?"
"That's right."
"Really?"
But the box didn't answer again.
He suddenly stopped, raised his head, and felt his cheeks were slightly wet.
The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand, and there was a glimmer of light on his fingertips, and then more raindrops fell on his palm, and they disappeared in an instant.
His dark eyes silently stared at the night sky, where a wisp of rain stars was falling from the sky.
It's raining.
That seemed to be the first rain since they arrived in Ayinbrok.
Faint thunder was penetrating the clouds.
Summer is here.
…
Alarm bells are ringing at the Patrol Guard headquarters.
Searchlights were lit up everywhere in Ayin Bullock, and beams of light pierced into the night sky. Passers-by passing by the gate of the patrol guard were looking at this scene with some surprise. As time went by in Ayin Bullock, people were almost all
I have almost forgotten that this is a fortress city.
The patrolling guard soldiers on duty looked at the lit crystals at the feet of the Holy Statue of Ori. They were so shocked that they almost jumped up from their posts and rushed out while crawling on the ground. As they rushed out, they shouted: "Emergency!
Emergency situations!"
In the lobby of the headquarters.
A few defeated soldiers were knocking open the door, causing everyone in the hall to stop and look in this direction. The surviving patrol guards looked pale and shivered as if they had seen a ghost. They looked at the hall where people were coming and going.
All the colleagues gulped, not knowing how to speak for a moment.
The captain of the guard on duty stood up, looked at these people, realized what had happened, and couldn't help but frowned. Then he remembered what these people were going to do, and asked again: "Death has come.
Where are the people?”
There was silence.
There was no answer.
The captain of the guard frowned again and repeated: "What about the people who have died in the guild?"
Still no one answered.
But the latter already understood what had happened. He glanced at these people one by one and said, "Let everyone gather and wait for arrangements. As for you, come with me and go see the Duke."
He waved his hand and led several people upstairs.
The entire patrol guard headquarters is beginning to mobilize——
In the office on the second floor, a young man with blond hair was waiting for them. When he saw the guard captain leading a group of people through the door, he asked, "What, is it done?" However, the other party raised his eyes and glanced at everyone,
Seeing the mournful expressions on their faces, I suddenly understood something.
He walked towards the table and put his hand on the communication crystal there. A ray of silver light penetrated into the crystal. The young man's eyes were also filled with silver light. But his back was turned to everyone, so that others could not notice it.
at this point.
He turned his head slightly and then asked: "Did the target take the bait?"
The guard captain nodded.
"I expected so," the young man chuckled, as if he was talking to them, but also to himself, "They are such people, tricky, but easy to guess."
But he put his hand on the crystal, and after a moment, a deep voice suddenly came from the crystal, "I don't care about this, but Ash Lynn's manuscript is the most important part of the plan and must not be left behind."
It's in the hands of others. We finally confirmed that the manuscript is still in the empire, and you should be able to understand the cost."
"Of course," the young man replied, "don't worry, I will be careful enough. The last plan was not completely unsuccessful, it just had the effect of confusing the other party, didn't it? And for the transformation of the crystal network, now we are transmitting into it
Things are not so easy to find anymore.”
"That's good." The voice replied.
"Those people in Mobius have been monitoring the crystal network for many years. They think they can hide it from us. It's really ridiculous." The young man chuckled, "Okay, now is the next step. The Kaolin people will definitely resist.
Yes, please don’t hold back.”
"snort."
A cold hum came from the crystal.
The young man watched silently as the silver color of the crystal in his hand gradually faded away and finally returned to its original form.
He waited for a while, then turned back to look at the guard captain and his group who were standing blankly at the door, and said, "Your Excellency, the Duke will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes and intercept the person. It doesn't matter if you don't catch him.
Go and surround the gears and magic books, they will definitely go back there."
"Don't let them leave the city."
The captain of the guard was startled for a moment, then came back to his senses, and secretly screamed, "How could I be distracted in front of that adult?" He thought carefully about what had just happened, but his mind went blank, and there was nothing.
Can not remember.
But he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He nodded hurriedly, turned around and looked at his men who were also in a daze, and couldn't help but give them a kick. "Why are you dazed? Come with me, Ayin Block Patrol Team."
My face has been completely shamed by you!"
Only then did everyone react, quickly agreed, and followed him out in a panic.
The young man watched everyone leave behind them, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
…
Mobilization is underway at Patrol Guard headquarters.
And the raindrops falling in the night sky are beginning to become denser. They first make the dry ground wet, then hit the dust and stone flakes, filling the air with mist, and finally raise the water droplets and gather into a large cloud.
Streams large and small.
From the eaves and pipes, the rain gurgled from light to heavy, gradually shrouding the Clover Plain in a foggy world.
In the alleys extending in all directions in Aiyin Block, a series of footsteps were passing through the rain alley, causing splashes of water.
The box held Laila's hand and looked back while walking through the long alley. Bundles of searchlight lights were penetrating the rain curtain and piercing the sky. The alarm was already following the spider web of Ayin Bullock.
The rail system delivers it to all parts of the city.
Over the airport, airships were departing one after another, and then projecting circular beams of light downwards. Amidst the lines of rain in the sky, the lights were searching the alleys along the dark downtown area.
In the darkness, an occasional light flashed over the two of them, but the box pushed Laila to one side, and then moved to the other side. The two of them hid under the eaves, barely avoiding the airship from the sky.
Search by the Central Patrol Guards.
"I...I can't run anymore, Mr. Magic..." Laila said out of breath, her face turned pale. She had never hated her status as a college student so deeply.
Just exercise more and you'll be fine.
She looked at the young man in front of her, "Mr. Sorcerer, aren't you tired?"
Box glanced at her and shook his head, "It's okay."
He stretched out his hand, muttered a spell in a low voice, and then touched Laila's body, "This is light magic. Magicians should use their magic reasonably to help realize the power of their imagination. No one stipulates that magicians
A scholar cannot become a killer."
Laila felt a lightness on her body, and it seemed that even her fatigue had disappeared a lot.
But in her heart, she thought that the other party was obviously a swordsman, but he insisted on saying that he was a killer and had the skills of a magician. She had never seen such a weird person, even his name was... He had personality, people
They say the Chosen Ones are strange people.
But this was her first-hand experience of the strangeness.
There were too many doubts in her heart at the same time, and even her fear faded a lot.
Laila couldn't help but look at the box. A look of exhaustion flashed across the young man's face. Although he had a tough talk, the continuous fighting and using spells obviously put a heavy burden on his body. The energy stored in the magic crystal in his magic furnace was full of energy.
After using more than half of it, it is almost transparent.
However, he didn't go into the communication crystal to ask when support would arrive. They would arrive when they would. He always believed in his teammates.
"Mr. Magician..."
"Let's go."
Box fiddled with the brim of his hat, letting the collected rainwater hang down from it, and replied calmly.
But when the two were about to move forward, suddenly there was a flash of fire in the distance. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect Laila behind him. The magic shield of the magic furnace in front of him automatically opened, but the light blue halo cracked like a spider web.
The lead bullet that penetrated the shield grazed his arm.
There was a glimmer of blood in the rain all over the sky.
"Mr. Sorcerer!"
Laila cried out.
But the box didn't have time to reply to her. He pulled out a four-eye handgun from behind with his backhand, raised his hand with one hand and fired four shots in that direction. As the fire splashed, there were waves of exclamations from the other side, "He still has a gun!"
"
The other end of the alley was in a panic. According to the intelligence, the other party was a swordsman. He could cast spells like a magic swordsman, and he looked like a magic swordsman. However, his ability was not consistent with that of a magic swordsman. The other party claimed to be a killer.
It was also Nightingale's weird attack method.
But the intelligence did not say that the other party actually had a musket. Four shots from the box clearly hit the person at this distance. The other party was in chaos and was cursing in his heart. What kind of messy abilities are these?
No more martial ethics?
However, after firing the gun from the box, he threw the gun away. This was really his way of suppressing the box. In fact, it had no power, and it was just used to scare people. When he was fighting side by side with everyone on weekdays, he wouldn't need such a move.
After looking at this side of the alley, he looked to the other side of the alley. He didn't know when the other party captured his exact position. There was also a shadowy figure on the other side of the alley. But it was not the patrolling guard, it was the selector.
.
As soon as Xiang Xiang saw the shirt on the other party, he realized that he was the one who had come to the guild.
It's not easy to deal with now.
He took a deep breath, said nothing, and only raised the sword in his hand again.
Two black shadows came out in that direction, crossing each other on the left and right of the alley, and then leaping high in the long rain. It was a shadow dancer. Box's eyes moved slightly, and he touched his sight lightly with his hand, and a
Silver light appeared in his eyes.
But after casting this spell, his expression was even more shaken. He looked up and saw that behind the two nightingales, the gunsmiths of the Death Advent Guild were lining up. They were wearing long cloaks, even covering their magic guns.
Wearing a tarpaulin, he squatted down and raised his gun.
Rows of black muzzles pointed in this direction.
The footsteps of the patrolling guard behind him were approaching.
Box's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand to pull Laila behind him, and then pulled hard on the crystal on the magic furnace behind him. A beam of lightning spread upwards along his arm, and the magic furnace entered overload amid the bright sparks.
state.
He threw the magic sword behind him with his other hand, and while Gwendes was yelling, he turned it into a beam of silver light and shot it at the patrolling guards. There was an exclamation from the other side, and the soldiers started shouting.
Can't avoid it.
The box didn't even look in that direction, and retracted its hand. A short staff appeared in the rain like a ghost.
He opened his mouth, and silent spells gathered at the edge of the dark robe. An invisible shield had separated the rain curtain, causing the rain to splash on it.
"put!"
Death Comes A shout came from the guild.
The gunmen pulled the triggers one after another, and in the darkness, pieces of fire bloomed under the continuous rain. Amidst Laila's screams, sparks immediately bloomed on the shield in front of the box, and the first round of shooting was as steady as
Taishan, layers of cracks appeared on the shield during the second round of shooting.
And when the third round of shooting came, Box was already ready to fight to the death.
But it was at this moment that his eyes moved.
Under the wizard's collar, a glimmer of light appeared on the communication crystal.
"do not move--"
A line of text quietly appeared in his field of vision.
A loud noise followed one after another.
A wall in front of the box burst open, and a silver figure burst in from behind.
At that moment, the female knight suddenly stopped, turned around, raised her hand, and a shield appeared in her hand. She thrust it into the ground from top to bottom, and a piece of silver light lit up, forming a barrier.
Countless sparks bloomed on the silver light wall, dotted with stars, extending to the left and right sides.
The next moment, the water-colored raindrops drooped down, and the silver light curtain suddenly disappeared, leaving only a Papal female knight holding an ax and a halberd in one hand and a large shield in the other, standing in front of everyone.
There are silver iris flowers on the large shield, and rainwater flows down every ancient proverb on it.
'Honour to my sword.'
'The training of knights means to protect justice.'
The little lady maintained a fighting posture and was looking at everyone with bright eyes.
