The last name was read out, white light pierced the night sky, and Li Anlong fell from his horse in response.
He is the last investigator left, and Elold has killed all the others.
When the fierce exchange of fire stopped and the open space became silent, Missy and others who had been hiding finally came out of the stable.
The woman folded her hands on her chest and had already thrown away her black robe. The wind in the night sky made her shiver.
"It's over...it's finally over, let's go!"
The woman grabbed Elode's arm and shook it. Her intimate movements showed that the two of them had already known each other well.
Just as the gang turned to lead their horses, three gunshots instantly hit the three accomplices in the back of the head, causing them to die instantly.
Elold blocked Missy behind him at the critical moment, and quickly touched his belt with his other hand. At this moment, he found that his flying knife had already been exhausted.
The person who pulled the trigger was Li Anlong. He had been stabbed in the chest by Elode's flying blade just now. Why did he fight back again without any damage?
Elold didn't have the intention to stand there and think. He and Missy retreated into the stable. At this time, they were the only ones fleeing.
All the irrelevant people on both sides have died, and now it's the showdown between Rianlong and Elode.
The red-haired new investigator stepped steadily into the stable. There were only one or two oil lamps inside, and the light was dim. It was difficult to see the direction where the enemy was hiding.
Although it was a dead end, Elold still chose to hide in the stable because it contained his spare weapons.
This time, he will take a closer look at what means the young man who walked in front of him used to resist his flying blade attack.
"Rianlon Mabinogion..."
He read his name again, and the blade flew out from the darkness. It was a short-handled pitchfork, and it hit Li Anlong's face.
However, just when the weapon was about to hit Li Anlong, a golden transparent shadow suddenly appeared in front of Li Anlong's body. The outline was shaped like a wide scabbard. It played a defensive role here, and the physical body in front of him was blocked.
The attack was firmly blocked.
No, it shouldn't be said to be defensive. The pitchfork, like the flying blade before, had already pierced Li Anlong's body. The other party also reacted as if he had been hit and leaned back, but at the end, his face was
No wounds were left, and the fatal injuries seemed to be wiped away the moment he was hit.
Although he didn't know the reason, Elold was convinced at this time that this young man who looked frail and nerdy must be carrying a life-protecting relic!
The messenger's flying blade is Elode's most powerful killing method, but this method is limited by the weapon's lethality. Once the opponent's defense is strong enough, the flying blade is not as powerful as the fired bullet.
Li Anlong raised his gun and aimed at the position where the pitchfork was coming, and fired a tentative shot, but hit nothing except the pile of weeds.
Just as he was wondering, another iron nail flew from the other direction and hit his temple.
Li Anlong groaned and tilted his head, but at the same time, the phantom emerged and resolved the injury on his head.
Next, there were several more attacks from the darkness. Even though Rianlong used the divining staff to locate the target, he could not hit the opponent because Elold could accurately calculate the trajectory of the bullet.
Not only that, the position where he attacked Li Anlong kept changing, as if he was guiding the latter to explore deeper into the darkness.
When Lianlong was far enough away from the stable entrance, a figure suddenly emerged from behind the haystack and ran towards the exit with bare feet.
Although there were no eyes on his back, Li Anlong had already noticed the other party's actions.
He seemed to have deliberately left a loophole to force the other party to show up. At this time, he quickly raised his hand and threw a golden bowl towards the fleeing woman.
The bowl accurately hit the woman's back. It had no lethality, but it stuck to her back like a strong glue. The moment the bowl hit the woman, her body fell down like a petrified statue.
Go down.
Lianlong smiled and said to Elode, who was still hiding: "Mr. No. 13, have you forgotten that I am a fortune teller? You want to distract me so that Missy can escape, but in fact I
I always know where you two are hiding."
At this time, Elold finally stopped hiding, walked out from behind the haystack, and stood under the oil lamp.
"Who are you? Why do you carry so many relics with you?"
Elold looked coldly at the golden bowl that hit Missy.
Li Anlong did not look back and said very relaxedly: "This is due to my identity - the heritage of an ancient family."
"The Golden Bowl of Manawedan..." Unexpectedly, Elode actually recognized the bowl. "The legendary artifact of Ainannia may be a mythical relic."
Li Anlong pushed the frame, seemingly a little surprised: "Oh... you actually recognize it, then you should also know that anyone who touches this bowl, as long as they don't recognize the ancient Angersack engraved on the bowl,
If you speak, your body will be tightly imprisoned."
"This is a missing relic that has been confirmed even in the intelligence of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression. Why do you own it? Mabinogion... I have never heard of such a big family in the current Principality of Ai Nan."
Elold stared at Rianlong's gun, but strangely, Rianlong's posture was very relaxed and he did not aim at him, as if in the latter's eyes, he did not pose any threat at all.
Who would have thought that this would be the attitude of a seer of the first secret when facing a seer of the third secret?
Is it really the confidence that the strange relics on his body gave him?
Elold felt very disdainful.
Rianlong explained: "There are always people hiding outside history, there are always some hidden existences, just like the organization you are loyal to, isn't it?"
Elode's eyes narrowed: "So you already know."
"No..." Li Anlong smiled slightly, "I don't know anything."
Elold took a deep breath and called out the other person's name again. The sharp wood chips in his hand shot out instantly, hitting Li Anlong's heart.
Although the murder weapon pierced into the flesh, due to the power of the phantom, the injuries suffered by Li Anlong were erased again.
"You are hiding your thoughts, but I have seen through your tricks." Elold was not upset because the attack was neutralized. On the contrary, he became more confident after the last attack failed.
"Oh?" Li Anlong patted the damage on the clothes on his chest. Strangely, the pierced fabric did not recover.
"This is the scabbard of the Immortal Sword in the Lake. Compared with the sword body, it is a separate relic. Its function is... to prevent the bearer from bleeding, to resolve all material and physical injuries, and ignore it."
The cause directly changes the effect." He explained, "So, Mr. No. 13, you can't hurt me."
"Even the scabbard of the King's Sword in the myth of Aenannia is in your hand." Elold's usually cold face revealed a rare shock.
But it was only for a moment, because he had already seen through the logic of the scabbard's operation.
"Perhaps it is indeed as magical as you said, but the laws of operation of anything cannot be hidden from the precise calculations of geniuses. Playboys are not geniuses, but playboys can possess geniuses!"