The crow's temporary performance has to be said to be extremely realistic, but in fact the loopholes in the speech are very obvious.
Who is he? Why was it attacked? And why not go to the patrol guard for help, but run to the entrance of the basement
As long as any guard has a little more time to think, he will immediately become suspicious of the crow.
This Zhentarim assassin was completely gambling. He was betting that Paconoda didn't intentionally intercept him here, and he didn't even know about the assassination incident in the banquet hall. In this way, he could be attacked and killed by himself at close range while Paconoda was still in doubt.
As the distance between the crow and Paconoda shortened to less than two meters, the panic expression on the assassin's face subsided a little, as if he had found a source of peace of mind. But at this moment, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, staggered and fell forward, instinctively raised his right hand, and pressed it towards the woman's shoulder.
Paconoda took a step forward subconsciously, reaching out to support him.
There was a hint of sarcasm in the assassin's eyes, and a black glow suddenly flashed across the cuff of the right hand that was draped on the woman's arm. A black Hidden Sword protruded from the cuff of the mage's robe like a poisonous snake, piercing into Paconoda's left chest like lightning.
"Pfft!" The black sword pierced into the woman's heart without hesitation, but the strange touch of the tip of the sword seemed to have pierced into a hollow human body without flesh and blood. Da's expressionless and indifferent eyes.
"What's your whole plan for escaping?"
Under the gaze of these indifferent pupils, the assassin only felt that all the secrets deep in his heart were being seen at a glance, and he couldn't help but secretly shivered.
"Ah!" The crow roared wildly, and slapped Paconoda's lower abdomen with his empty left palm, knocking her flying far away, and then swept into the underground passage without stopping.
"It's so heavy! Is this the strength of a strong person in this world?" Paconoda only felt that this force poured into all parts of his body, colliding and destroying everywhere, almost completely bursting his puppet body.
"Crack!" Several cracks appeared on Paconoda's face, like a broken porcelain doll.
"It's no wonder that guy gave me a dark funeral, but didn't ask me to stop the assassin, but just read about their escape plan through physical contact." Paconoda felt a little depressed in her heart.
Although her current strength is more than one level lower than that in the Hunter World, she can tell that even the previous her is not this person's opponent.
Since the physical contact between the two, she only uttered that sentence in her long-planned action, and her next move to fight back was stifled by the assassin's conditioned reflex. That palm paralyzed her whole body, and even the strength to pull the trigger disappeared.
In Paconoda's impression, perhaps among the companions of the Phantom Brigade, only a few companions who are proficient in fighting skills and have high strength attributes, such as Wojin, Finks, and Shelaev, can do this.
However, what surprised Paconoda was that the man just now was obviously not a strong fighter, but an agile assassin.
"Did he escape into the underground floor?" Just a few seconds later, Paconoda's body's paralysis had just subsided, and a hurricane wrapped a vague figure galloping from the end of the corridor. Before the person came, A majestic and solemn female voice came to the ears of the beauties in the brigade.
"Bang!" Paconoda raised the Angel's Praise in his right hand, and pulled the trigger with difficulty.
"Yu Yu..." With a flash of light from the muzzle of the gun, a unicorn exuding holy light hissed and rushed towards the Queen of Storms.
"I'm Elaslan of Agoralon!" The figure wrapped in the hurricane seemed to be taken aback, and turned to avoid the phantom of the unicorn, but did not attack Paconoda.
She thought that after Paconoda was seriously injured, her consciousness was confused. As the younger sister of Alustriel, the Storm Queen's features are easily recognizable in the eyes of all the guards of the Supreme Palace, so she did not report her family before.
To the Queen of the Storm's surprise, the phantom of the unicorn suddenly stamped its front hooves behind her, turned around and made another side pounce. This time, the Storm Queen didn't have time to completely avoid it. After all, the unicorn phantom was so big and the distance was too close that part of her body was scraped.
The phantom of the unicorn smashed into pieces on the magic shield opened on the Storm Queen's body, and the magic elements reflected brilliant brilliance in the air like glass shards.
Most of the unicorn's elemental fragments dissipated, but there was also a trace of light and shadow that strangely merged into the Storm Queen's magic shield, and was directly reflected in Ella Silan's sea of consciousness through the shield.
The Queen of Storms frowned slightly. Of course, she could see that the phantom of the unicorn formed by the magic bullet was controlled by the seriously injured woman in front of her. This proves that she is conscious and should know her true identity.
"You..." Just as Ella Sillan was about to speak, some fragmented memory fragments flashed in her mind, which belonged to the crow's memory.
The Queen of the Storm's eyes brightened. Through these broken memory fragments, she instantly grasped the general content of the Zhentarim Society's assassination plan, and more importantly, she knew the two teleportation methods arranged by the assassins inside the Supreme Palace. array.
"Have a good rest!" The Storm Queen took a deep look at Paconoda who was sitting against the corner, and dodged into the underground passage without hesitation.
At the same time, she raised her hand and swiped it quickly on her chest, a string of mysterious magic words condensed in the air. When she finished writing the last stroke, she raised her hand, and the string of magic characters turned into several rays of light, which split into several directions and disappeared into the night sky.
The Storm Queen had only left for less than ten seconds, and a vigorous black panther appeared at the end of the corridor without making a sound.
"Son, don't shoot. We have received a message from Ella Silan's magic light, and we have already understood the situation." Seeing Paconoda tremblingly raising the black and white guns, the black panther's eyes flashed brightly, and he said Yan Binger stood up and turned into an old druid in feather clothes.
"Don't worry, Sander Warhammer has rushed to another teleportation circle, and those despicable rats of the Zhentarim will not be able to escape the Supreme Palace!" Yi Jialan Nord squatted down next to Paconoda with a smile, and glanced at the woman The wound on the left chest immediately frowned, "Your injury is serious..."
"Hey, you are..." There was a soft green light on the arch druid's palm, and when he put his palm on Paconoda's chest, his eyes widened in surprise, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, "Who is your master?"
"My master is the elven prince Feral Moonlight!" Paconoda struggled to stand up expressionlessly, "I have a mind-reading ability, and he asked me to guard here to intercept assassins who might pass through here!"
Paconoda doesn't have the mark of the apostle. Although she can use Qin Lun's mana to construct her body, she is essentially just a puppet object, which must be different from a living person.
"The elven prince of Seopia?" Jalan Nord frowned. As soon as he touched the woman's body just now, he immediately realized that Paconoda was not a living person, but something like an alchemy puppet.
"Master, my duty has been completed, so I will take my leave first!" Paconoda pressed the wound, bowed, and staggered into the corridor.
"The puppet doll with self-awareness... It should be given to him by the Elf King Ank!" The arch druid's eyes flickered, and he watched Paconoda disappear at the end of the corridor, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Jalan Nord is an elf druid, who is close to five hundred years old. Compared with his powerful combat strength, his knowledge and experience are even more profound. In his understanding, unless the puppet has experienced a very long time, it is difficult to form such a high level of wisdom.
There are very few such things left in the Faerun Continent today, and most of them were born in the Arcane Age when Nesser scrolls were born, and most of them came from the hands of elf alchemists, and only they have enough knowledge and craftsmanship to make such a thing. Beautiful and intricate alchemy figure.
The archdruid quickly made up a lot of information around the existence of Paconoda. He thought that this thing must have been given to Qin Lun by the Anke Elf King, and that the Elf King would give away this precious doll, which naturally showed that he valued this elf inheritance prince very much.
Since the Elf King valued Qin Lun so much, the silver-haired elf's every move might be inspired by that Elf King.
Although the great sage Lainie has confirmed that Qin Lun is on the way to rescue Elistine, he improvised to support the Silver Moon Alliance. But it is also possible that the Elven King had talked about the Silver Moon Alliance with him before, and expressed his intention to form an alliance. That's why the elf prince is willing to take risks and come all the way to help Alustriel.
In fact, tonight's incident played a crucial role in the rapid establishment of the future Star-Moon Alliance. And the appearance of Pac Noda inadvertently made the senior executives of the Silver Moon Alliance think that the Anker Elf King had long been willing to form an alliance, so Qin Lun would spare no effort to help.
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"Don't run away, you can't escape!" Mustaxia said coldly.
At this time, in another garden of the Supreme Palace, the highland elves, Elistine, Idriya, and Rand stood in four corners, surrounded by a mage in black robe and two assassins dressed as waiters. Lenny and Linda were suspended in the air one after the other, and Hill stood at the back of everyone.
When Alaszhuo was assassinated, they reacted very quickly. Although they failed to stop the assassin who came out of the broken window due to the distance, they caught up with the necromancer who escaped through the gate of the banquet hall.
The other two attendants were probably followers of the Necromancer, and when they saw their master was surrounded, they had no choice but to reveal their identities and help him deal with the pursuers.
"Hehe, really, I don't think so!" The necromancer raised his head, revealing a pale face, and his hoarse laughter was like the cry of a night owl, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
He reached into his arms, took out two pale golden skeletons, and threw them into the air. The skeleton looked like a human skeleton that had shrunk countless times. After being thrown into the air, it grew in the wind, and when it landed, it had turned into two golden skeletons the size of ordinary people.