"Attack!" A moment later, Hastur and Christine, who had fought two consecutive life-and-death battles, were once again chased by the Pava Federation cavalry. At this moment, the street, which was less than fifty meters long, was lined with piles of weapons.
The corpses were found, and the blood had long filled the sewer ditch, but the shouts of killing never stopped.
Christine leaned against the wall, panting, holding a dragon crystal. At this time, her wand of annihilation had already been put into the storage bag, replaced by an exquisite dagger.
Christine does not have Boom's ability to quickly absorb magic energy. This is also the shortcoming of a magician. When the magic power is exhausted, she is not as good as ordinary people.
But fortunately, Hastur was finally allowed to attack. Under the influence of the shadow technique, he flickered in and out like a ghost in the day. The sound of Chaos Poison Ivy (bow and arrow) piercing the air was endless, one after another.
The sharp arrows formed by the condensed poisonous magic power pierced countless bodies.
"Continue to attack!" Ten minutes later, the commander gave the order again. Immediately, more Pava federal cavalry stepped into the battle circle and rushed towards Christine and Hastur without fear of death.
Eighty meters before escaping from a distance of less than a hundred meters! But the number of enemies Hastur killed has already reached three digits, and is still rising rapidly.
It's just that although Hastur is a relic of an ancient ferocious beast, he is now just an assassin at the level of a high-level fighting spirit professional. And the so-called assassins are better at intelligence collection and assassination tasks, rather than being as frontal as they are now.
Respond to the enemy, and the number of enemies is countless.
The endotoxins in Hastur's body gush out from the pores, and then he uses his secret technique to create fake skin, and the whole person is completely integrated with the surrounding environment.
Arrows made purely of toxins are continuously shot out. Even if the opponent makes a dodge, he cannot escape the result of meeting the god of death. However, although this secret technique of flying snake feathers is effective, it is also constantly being consumed.
The poisonous magic power in Hastur's body.
"Put up a shield! Start shrinking the encirclement!" The third order was issued, and then the commander slowly drew out his sword, intending to capture Christine and Hastur in one fell swoop.
The tower shields were raised. Although this could not completely resist Hastur's fierce offensive, as time slowly passed, the power of Hastur's arrows naturally became smaller and smaller.
This is the reason why professionals have never been able to dominate a certain force, because even those who are as strong as those at the top will eventually become a lost dog under the crowd tactics.
You must know that the rarity of dragon crystal is not rare, which is the strong and rogue characteristics of Boom and his team. Otherwise, let alone absorbing the power of dragon crystal in battle, it is estimated that Boom is still a magician.
Working hard day and night.
Upon seeing this, Hastur fired another round of poisonous arrows. Then he turned to look at Christine, who was not far behind him, and Christine nodded helplessly.
"Help me, this is the only reason for your existence!"
"Secret technique, clear away insects and locusts!"
The corners of Hastur's mouth raised slightly, and he first put away the Chaos Poison Ivy (bow and arrow), and then raised his left arm flat. The cane transformed into a recurve bow, and the original five nails twisted into five sharp blades.
Arrow.
"No one can hurt Sister Christine. I swear on this skin, otherwise I will return to the form of a female contract beast, and I will never be able to speak again!"
The first sharp arrow shot out, and then disappeared out of thin air. When it appeared again, it had penetrated all the tower shield players in the opponent's front row.
Without any hesitation, the second buzz sounded, and most of the Pava Federation's cavalrymen were killed instantly. Hastur was not an extreme defender like Perseus. On the contrary, he was more like a sharp knife. It didn't matter how serious his injuries were.
But I hope I can penetrate into the enemy's heart.
The dragon crystal in his mouth shattered, and the third sharp arrow rose into the air. It transformed into countless sharp blades full of barbs, falling from the sky like a gust of wind and rain. In the end, all the Pava Federation cavalry, including the commander, were taken with it.
, all killed.
It's just that a group of the same enemies have been waiting outside the battle circle for a long time. The new commander is still repeating the order from more than ten minutes ago, and the Pava federal cavalry is still so brave and fearless in death.
Tick! The bow string made of pure poison cut Hastur's index finger, middle finger, and thumb. Because at his current level, he is still unable to fully control this recurve bow, at least he cannot show the reality of a recurve bow.
Strength.
But how can Hastur care about these things now? In his eyes, only by killing all the enemies can he and his sister escape and rescue their companions.
Tsk! Blood spurted out! A small part of Hastur's finger fell to the ground, but the last sharp arrow still flew into the air smoothly. This was the fourth batch of Pava Federation cavalry he killed, and the number accumulated to more than 300. p>
"Sister, thank you for taking care of me during this time, and thank you for your blessing for more than four hundred years. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the Whispering Forest."
"Then... now is the time for me to repay you! Female insect, lend me your accumulated strength!"
Hastur did not look back. This was not because he did not want to say goodbye to Christine, but because he did not like to be stopped by the other party again. Then a big fat insect crawled out of the insect nest in Hastur's left eye.
It was seen that it quickly shrank and shriveled, and it was precisely because of this that Hastur was able to "come back to life".
"As expected of you, just like me! Being close to death means there is still a possibility of recovery, so go to sleep..." Hastur first stuffed the female insect into the insect nest in his left eye, and then filled it with a brand-new palm
He took off the bowstring, and this time directly hit all the poisonous arrows.
However, he did not notice that the ground where he had been standing had long been covered in blood. The blood was not the blood of the enemy, but the malice suffered by Hasta because he was unable to control the recurve bow.
The chirping of insects resounded through the sky, reaching the ears of Boom who was thinking hard, the ears of the conqueror Paliogli who was discussing countermeasures with a group of ministers, and also the ears of the bewildered Liuhua who was dragging Rikka with him.
In the ears of Perseus.
The entire street turned into nothingness, sawdust mixed with minced meat, and stone dust blurred all directions. There was no wailing, no cursing or begging for mercy, and there was no trace of the Pava Federation cavalry. With the ticking of blood, Hastur's left
The arms returned to human form, and then quickly retracted into the black robe.
"I just sent out the signal, so if Perseus is not stupid enough, he should give me a response." Hastur slowly unfolded the Marauder's Map with his right hand, and saw two red dots heading towards him and
Christine's position moves quickly.
"Apply this bottle of ointment on your left arm, especially between the fingers."
"Use the shadow technique with all your strength, and be sure to join up with your companions."
Christine is not a fool, and she has always been silently watching Hastur's every move. Therefore, no matter how the opponent hides the injury to his left arm, he cannot escape her eyes.
But Christine has no reason to expose Hastur, just because her body has just recovered 10% of the magic power, which is not enough to protect her companions from escaping Jackdaw City.
Looking at Christine's current image, her clothes are in rags, her hair is falling, and her usual elegance and indifference are nowhere to be seen. She looks like a down-and-out beggar.
But she always held the Wand of Annihilation tightly, and always used the remaining magic power to sense the dangers in the outside world. The two figures moved quickly in the winding alley, and at this moment, Perseus was also holding Rikka, walking along the way.