Elinor clearly knew the attack distance of Saleen's crystal finger. As soon as the tyrant's body entered the ten-meter range, Elinor's arrow shot out. WwW、QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO、cOm
Another arrow, a space arrow, a living arrow.
Elinor's level is not enough, and the power of the Elf Emperor's arrows cannot be exerted. Otherwise, if three arrows are fired in a row, this assassin will definitely die.
Feather arrows flew over, and the assassin holding the dagger swept his black dagger horizontally. His movements were as fast as lightning, but he miscalculated. Eileenor's space arrows were made from the branches of the sacred tree, and the longbow Qiye also had Like an artifact. When the dagger struck the intersection between the arrowhead and the shaft, the assassin knew something was wrong.
As soon as his hand was empty, the dagger danced ridiculously in the air, and the arrow passed through his body.
Space arrows need to be dodged at a faster speed, and if you want to block them, you must master more powerful space rules.
The living arrow flew immediately, and the assassin who was immobilized by the space arrow could not dodge at all, and the arrow hit his chest.
On the other side, Saleen's water puppet also hit the assassin holding the windmill with one point. A white light lit up in the clouds and mist, and the soldiers outside the clouds and mist felt a little dazzling.
The tyrant sneered, and the windmill pierced the white light formed by magic. His windmill was a magic-breaking weapon, the most famous holy weapon among assassins. He used this holy weapon to assassinate dozens of magicians, and every magician looked surprised before they died.
The only thing that displeased the tyrant was that those magicians didn't have much fear before they died. Damn mage, do you have a stone in your head
The windmill shattered silently. This sacred instrument was broken by Shui Gui's crystal finger. The aftermath also pierced a fist-sized hole in the tyrant's chest. This time, Saleen did not attack with all his strength. The water puppet was too useful. If it was scattered, it would not be able to recover for several months.
The water puppet only used half of the power of the crystal finger, and the index finger had collapsed, but this time, the body behind the crystal ring was unscathed.
The holy weapon in the tyrant's hand was destroyed, and the clone over there suddenly stopped moving, standing there and making a thin clicking sound. The tyrant can no longer feel the existence of his clone. All the essence and blood power in his clone can no longer be contacted in this mystery, let alone controlled.
As soon as the windmill was destroyed, tornadoes and snowflakes surrounded the tyrant's body. The sharp snowflakes were more terrifying than the arrows, cutting the tyrant's clothes into pieces and dripping with blood.
The tyrant let out a sharp howl, and suddenly a hammer appeared in his hand. This powerful assassin can actually use space equipment!
The tyrant held a hammer nearly half a meter in diameter and rushed towards Salin. Salin's body was more flexible than a fish in the clouds and mist, and his disadvantage against warriors completely disappeared. He didn't move his upper body, and when his feet slipped, he stepped back more than ten meters. The water puppet came up to meet him, and the water flame in his hand fiercely pressed against the tyrant's hammer.
Another silent attack. The hammer made from the tyrant's meteorite was wrapped in water and suddenly shattered, scattering a piece of metal dust. The temperature of the metal dust was so low that the hammer rod held by the tyrant immediately There were signs of crystallization, and his palm was frozen to the hammer shaft.
This time, he did not dare to attack Salin anymore. This magician's fighting method was too weird. He had been an assassin for more than 40 years and this was the first time he encountered such a terrifying great magician. He caught a glimpse of Sara's blue eyes staring at him, and knew that this great magician still had many useless skills, and if he didn't leave, it would be too late.
The tyrant completely ignored the big hole in his chest, and the wound did not bleed. He had another small shield in his hand, facing the water puppet, and with a slap of the puppet, the man had already retreated dozens of meters away. He retreated. Even faster than when attacking. Moreover, the tyrant's sense of distance was so good that he exited the range of Yunxingshu in one step.
But how could Salin let go like this? Tris had been waiting outside for a long time. When the tyrant exited the clouds, Tris's figure had already pounced on the tyrant, and her sharp nails cut off one of the tyrant's arms.
The tyrant grunted in pain, and his arm that fell to the ground turned into dust. His people had already taken to the air and fled out of the city. Elinor raised her hand and shot another arrow. There was no obstruction in front of her eyes. The tyrant was flying in the air again. She was There is no need to calculate an arrow. The tyrant's body barely twisted in the air, and Elinor's feather arrow shot through the fist-sized hole in his body. The tyrant was originally proud of his ability to escape, But the moment the arrow passed through the wound, he felt the energy in his body burning fiercely. At the same time, it seemed as if something was taken away by the arrow and flew far into the river of time.
Tris looked hatefully at the assassin who escaped in the sky. He only captured one of the assassin's arms, leaving no head, which made him depressed. However, the illusion of hunting the demon spider is coming to an end, and Tris cautiously returns to human form.
Salin dispersed the clouds and mist, feeling somewhat enlightened. He looked at Elinor's back, not knowing where he was. Elinor's swaying long skirt slowed down in the wind, and every detail fell into Salin's eyes.
When did I become so powerful? That assassin is comparable to Byrne! Moreover, the assassin's equipment is beyond imagination. If there is no obstruction from the holy weapon, the finger of the water puppet should be able to kill Li Ke.
After Elinor's feather arrow injured the assassin, the magic pattern on it became pale. She is old Zhe Yujian. Reach out and release tiny wind snakes. The two feathered arrows flew too far. A soldier in the distance picked them up and sent them to Elinor.
At this time, the magicians in the city arrived. The battle ended too quickly, and the assassin had already escaped by leaping over the crowd.
The magician from Kushui County fell far away. He approached Salin and asked, "Are you injured?"
Salin had put away the water puppet, shook his head, and said: "The assassin has broken an arm and cannot escape far.
The pupils in the eyes of the sorcerer from Bushui County rotated rapidly, and he stared at Salin for several seconds before he believed that Salin was not injured. His magic tower was too far away to attack here directly, but he could feel the abnormal energy fluctuations that appeared in the city for a moment.
No matter how well the sacred artifact is disguised, it cannot escape the perception of the mage in the magic tower.
The soldiers who lined the streets to welcome him all felt that their faces were dull. There were so many people surrounding them, but they could not play any role at all. The army on duty has blocked the city gate. These idle soldiers followed the officers back to the camp. The atmosphere in the city became tense. A powerful assassin sneaked in. You don't know when he will appear in front of you.
"Follow me back to the magic tower. I'm afraid there are assassins' accomplices in the city. The magician didn't say anything else. It's not his and his companions' fault that something like this happened. Assassins are best at hiding. When not attacking, the magician also It's hard to find any difference between them.
Saleen nodded, and surrounded by Rex's elite guards, he followed the magician to the palace, where the magic tower was built. The appearance of the assassin was just an interlude. He had more important things to discuss with Rex.
After the tyrant flew over the crowd, he landed on the ground, rolled and disappeared into the shadows. Saleen has the Elemental Eye and can see him. But except for Saleen, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even the sixth-level great magician would find it difficult to detect his shadow dance technique.
Not happy at all to have escaped with his life, the tyrant plunged into the alley. This Daliang City is a militarized city. There are not many civilians, and there are no vacant houses. Deep in the alley, the tyrant opened an iron cover on the ground and got in. Qinyin style cities all have good drainage systems. These underground drainage channels are large enough for adults to pass.
However, there are fences between the passages. There are low-level magic on these iron fences. Once they are destroyed by force, an alarm can be sounded.
The tyrant just wanted to find a place to rest. He stopped on a stone platform in the tunnel and sat down heavily. The wound on his chest was slowly healing, but the tyrant's heart was in chaos.
Because he has taken the most magical medicine in the world, he has almost recovered from such serious injuries in the past, at least the superficial wounds can be completely healed.
But now, the penetrating wound on the chest is still transparent from front to back, and an arm is missing, with no sign of growing back at all. He is not a creature from the plane of Mels continent, but an assassin from another plane. Resurrection of limbs is his innate skill. As long as he had enough nutritional medicine, he should not have cared about this kind of injury.
Now not only has the target not been killed, even his own arm cannot grow back.
The tyrant slowly raised his hand to touch the wound on his right arm, but when he raised his hand, he almost screamed again.
The palms that were originally as smooth as a baby are now as old as an old man over a hundred years old. The nails are crooked, the skin is dry, and the back of the hands is full of spots and lines of aging.
The tyrant panicked and took out a mirror from a small leather bag on his waist. The back of the mirror was covered with magic runes, and the front was bronze. Smooth and flat.
The face in the mirror is very unfamiliar, full of wrinkles, the eyebrows have become longer and sparser, white as snow and cold as frost. It was really cold. The tyrant felt that the blood temperature in his body was dropping, and his heart was beating hard without any control.
"Living arrow!" The tyrant squeezed out the word through his teeth, and the low voice spread hundreds of meters away in the tunnel, blurred by the sound of underground water.
The tyrant threw the mirror out angrily. It was a piece of advanced equipment, but he didn't care at all. His eyes were full of madness.
"Damn, that's an elf!"
The tyrant roared, completely forgetting that he was seriously injured. The enemy is definitely still hunting him. He couldn't calm down at all. The elves' living arrows were the most powerful weapon to restrain his race. If it weren't for the fact that only a few royal families could use the living arrows, his race would have perished in the plane battles tens of thousands of years ago.
When the living arrow penetrated the wound on his body, it directly took away his lifespan, or in other words, accelerated the passage of time and caused his body to age rapidly. Moreover, his race is particularly sensitive to time and space. After being hit by a living arrow, even if he does not die, his lifespan will be reduced hundreds of times at the normal rate.
In this state, let alone recovering from injuries, whether he can leave the city alive is another question.
"I don't want to die!" The tyrant suddenly fell to the ground, beat the ground and cried bitterly. The violence of the past collapsed at this moment. He suddenly realized the feeling of those who died under his windmill. C! ~!
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