Chapter 19 You will be the chief of the Swordsmen Corps
The battle for the table world is over.
The girls of Cangqing Sword gathered together, Nora was treating them absentmindedly, while frequently looking around uneasily.
This is not the first time this has happened. As long as the leader is present, everyone is not afraid even if there is a demigod army in front of them. However, once the leader disappears, everyone immediately seems to have lost their souls and does not know what to do.
"Where's Ask?" Peggy wrung her hands nervously, wanting to rush out to find him now.
However, she also knew in her heart that she could never be separated from her companions under the current changes, so she could only forcefully suppress the desire to rush out.
"That's right!" Sheila suddenly woke up and said, "Everyone, please check the password immediately!"
Due to the chaotic scene of the battle just now, even the leader of the group could disappear "out of thin air", and it is not impossible for other members to be dropped.
So the girls immediately took out the slips of paper and unfolded them to compare with each other.
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The directions of the seals on Nora and Medea's slips of paper were obviously different from those of others.
"Hey, wait!" Nora said in a panic, "Could it be that my paper has also been switched?"
The other girls remained silent and just drew their weapons, vaguely isolating Nora and Medea.
"Calm down." Medea opened her hands to show that she was not a threat, and then said, "Although the codes are different, we may not be fake."
"In the battle just now, even the captain could be 'disappeared' for no reason, so even if the note is secretly exchanged, it will be easy for this mutation, right?"
"If this is the case, then by attacking me and Nora now, you are actually killing each other."
"It is true that this possibility cannot be ruled out." Sheila said, "However, if the mutation has the ability to accurately replace the note without being noticed by the owner."
"Then it can replace the notes on everyone's body, so that we will inevitably be suspicious of each other, and our team will be completely dismembered and shattered."
"However, the fact is that only the two of you have different notes. So the more common-sense result is that the mutation does not have the ability to replace the notes, but simply hides the leader, Nora and Medea. While we
When I found out that the leader had disappeared and got into a panic, I asked you two impostors to try to get through."
Medea was speechless and remained silent for a long time before bursting into laughter:
"Smart little girl, if I had known better, I would have turned you in first."
After saying that, it and "Nora" collapsed to the ground at the same time and died on the spot.
Looking at this weird scene, the girls couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts. Even though they saw through each other's disguise, the team was still reduced by three people. This ability to drop people without any notice...
It's almost incomprehensible.
The Free Wind Mercenary Group on the opposite side has also ended its battle with the zombies. Although he did not hear what they were saying clearly at this time, he saw the strange scene of two clones suddenly dying. Matthews
He immediately realized something was wrong and said quickly:
"Quick! Everyone, check your identity!"
So the mercenaries quickly took out their own pieces of papyrus and started comparing them with each other.
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What is this painting? Tiger? Cat? Wolf?
The mercenaries couldn't complain about Gretel's abstract simple drawings, but after comparing them with each other, they could at least see that they were drawing the same thing.
"No!" Matthews screamed, because the pattern on the note in his hand was so scrawled that it was impossible to tell what kind of animal it was. The only thing that could be confirmed was this scrawled style.
It was indeed painted by Gretel.
"Ahem, Gretel's painting skills are too unstable. It's normal for him to perform abnormally occasionally." Upon seeing this, one of his confidants, relying on his years of professional experience, immediately took the note and asked himself to relieve the leader's embarrassment.
in comparison.
"Look, although it's hard to tell what's drawn, you can still tell that the patterns on the two pieces of paper are exactly the same."
Matthews breathed a sigh of relief and showed an expression that said, "Fortunately, I almost wasn't taken as a counterfeit."
The other mercenaries came up and took a look, Damn, how are the patterns on these two pieces of paper similar?!
At least you can tell that it's an animal on the note, but I don't know what it is on the leader's note, okay? However, the painting style is exactly the same, and it should be by the same person.
"Yeah, yeah, they are indeed exactly the same." The mercenaries nodded and said against their will.
This reason is of course very simple. If the group leader is fake, then everyone will have to be careful in the future, and the risk is shared by everyone.
But if the group leader is true, and now that others have taken the initiative to express their opinions and you don't, how dare you doubt the group leader? Maybe you will be recorded in the group leader's notebook for wearing small shoes alone... Wouldn't that be a fool?
No one wanted to be a fool, so everyone said that the leader could not be fake and must be real.
Don't ask. If you ask, you just have poor eyesight and can't recognize it.
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Within the mist, the two swordsmen were looking around blankly, while countless sonic booms continued to sound.
"How long has this been going on?" Nuremberg asked.
"Seventeen minutes," Hans replied, "I counted my heartbeats."
"This is going to be endless!" Nuremberg couldn't stand it anymore and shouted around again, "That swordsman over there! Can you pretend to be defeated? Otherwise, the teacher who is addicted to fighting will not give up!"
There was another sonic explosion, and Asik was knocked out of the fog and landed in front of the two of them.
"How can you pretend to be defeated?" As soon as Asik asked, he immediately turned around and swung his long sword, using the ninth form of the stars - grazing! Intercept the attack!
Then, without any surprise, he was knocked away again.
What a monster! The two swordsmen sighed in unison. They couldn't even see the teacher's movements clearly, but the other party was able to accurately parry and respond. It was simply beyond human.
Of course, it cannot be a demigod. At least a demigod would not be as miserable as he is now. He is probably at least level 10 or above. He specializes in the physics department and is extremely talented in combat.
"Don't take the teacher's attack forcefully!" Nuremberg shouted loudly, "Pretend that you can't catch it, drop your weapon, and then admit defeat!"
With two "bang" and "bang" sounds, the two weapons flew out. Ask fell to the ground and said with a smile:
"I lost. I didn't catch your attack, so I lost all my weapons."
The old sword master flashed in front of him and said calmly:
"You still have weapons on you."
Ask:………………
Oh my god, I still have weapons on me! As a weapons master, if I want to defeat all the weapons on my body, it will take until the Year of the Monkey to defeat me!
Fortunately, the two swordsmen didn't just watch, and rushed over to act as peacemakers.
"Thank you for your hard work, teacher, please take a rest." Nuremberg took out a small mazar from his back and placed it on the ground so that Richard Turner could sit down. He then rushed to put away the old man's long sword, apply oil on it, and wrap it with a thick layer of oil.
A thick strip of cloth and a cup of hot tea for him.
"You guy..." Hans circled Asker a few times and said with a click of his tongue, "You didn't suffer any harm? Are you from the flesh or undead sequence? Undead, right?"
Richard Turner sat on the small horse, took the tea cup from Nuremberg, took a sip of tea, and said lightly:
"You are very good and an excellent swordsman."
"Excellent," Aske said.
However, the old man's next words made all three people present change their expressions.
"From today on, young man, you will be the leader of our swordsman group." Richard Turnard said.