The fluorescent light of the electronic instrument illuminated Arthur's face. He fastened his seat belt and sat near the porthole, propping his chin with his hands. Arthur looked out the window at the vast night without saying a word.
"Master, you don't show your face, so how can people know that it was you who did it."
Next to Arthur was Nana, a young girl with long chestnut-colored hair tied into twin ponytails. With a lollipop in her mouth, she was looking at Arthur puzzled.
Arthur took his eyes back from the night scene outside the porthole, and said: "Our appearance tonight will definitely put a question mark on Allen. If he traces it and finds out that I helped secretly, wouldn't it show my sincerity? ?”
Nana rolled her eyes and said, "What if people don't ask at all? Then our work is wasted."
"That's easy to handle, I will deliberately leak some clues to let him know. In short, we won't be busy." Arthur cast his gaze out of the porthole again: "But next, we have to keep busy for a while But no one should know that I was the one who conveyed the news of the assessment to those thugs in the Holy Disarmament through the mouth of a third party. After all, this will affect their reputation a bit.”
Nana smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know how to do it."
"Of course I'm relieved if you make a move." Arthur smiled softly.
The mana spaceship skimmed across the night sky, leaving behind a faint silhouette.
San disarmament stronghold base.
A hand stretched out from the rubble and pushed away the concealed rubble on both sides, and Torre came out coughing. At his feet were the corpses of two soldiers, and farther away, the corpses of soldiers belonging to the Holy Disarmament had turned into corpses. Torre froze on the spot. The sudden bombing before made his two years of hard work go to waste. The more than a hundred soldiers who had finally been brought in were now suffering heavy casualties. Looking around, only a dozen of them survived the bombing.
Holy disarmament is over!
Torrey tore off his cloak and looked at all this in disbelief, wondering how things could have turned into this situation.
At one moment, he still had the upper hand, and he was about to wipe out those rats that came out of nowhere; the next moment, fate was ruthlessly reversed. It turned into ruins in an instant.
There are so many ups and downs in life.
"My lord, run away." The only remaining guard shouted.
Torre woke up like a dream.
That's right, as long as he is still alive, he can pull out the second and third holy disarmament.
"Yes, let's go. People who are still alive, go with me!" Torrey shouted.
Shouts and gunshots rang out at the same time.
Allen and the team fought back again, while Shorten and the soldiers held their machine guns and each occupied a favorable position to shoot at the remaining soldiers and bandits of the Holy Disarmament. Allen killed Torre directly, and the remaining guard was also loyal. He drew out a tactical long knife and shouted: "My lord, go."
He greeted Allen himself.
The personal guard is as strong as a mad tiger, fighting for his life with swords and knives, leaving no way out for himself at all. In desperation, Allen could only see his tricks, while Torre took the opportunity to escape from the stronghold. During the fierce fight, Alan sold an opening. The guard thought he had an opportunity, his eyes lit up, and he slammed into Alan's opening with his sword. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden blur in front of his eyes, and Alan's body spun and slid, brushing past him.
Allen chased straight out of the stronghold, and the bodyguard was like
It spun twice like a top, and finally fell to the ground. A red line gradually appeared in the throat, the flesh rolled up, and the bright red blood gradually covered the dirty ground.
After Shoton cleaned up the remaining enemy remnants, he led the team and left the stronghold. Under the night, I could barely see Alan's figure flying across the mountain road, and immediately led the soldiers to follow up for support.
Torrey ran wildly.
The silver-haired, red-eyed young man behind him was still hot on his heels, and the opponent was only at the twelfth level. If it was normal, Torre asked himself that he would not be afraid of a battle. But today is different, now he is a bereaved dog, there is no reason to stay and fight with the other party if he does not run away.
What's more, that young man's Yuanli is indeed only level 12, but his saber skills are so fierce that Torre has only seen him in his life. The strength of his personal guards and the opponent is only one or two ranks behind, but when they fight, the winner is often determined within a few breaths. Torre didn't want to encounter such a battlefield killing star at all, not to mention that he had the upper hand now.
Fortunately, Torrey is very familiar with the Wilton Mountains. He can almost know which mountain road or path to take in this mountainous area with his eyes closed. Several times he took advantage of this aspect to get rid of the pursuers, but just as he was about to catch his breath, the silver glow would appear behind him again, forcing him to keep moving.
Both stamina and energy are declining.
There was clearly a three-level gap, but Torre couldn't figure it out, he was already terribly tired, why was the silver-haired boy in the back still able to chase after him endlessly
Of course Allen is not as amazing as he thought, and in fact his consumption is not necessarily much less than Torrey. If it was before, he might have to stop and rest. But now, the endurance has improved a lot compared to before. The improvement of his physical fitness by the blood of the king snake is gradually showing.
Jump off a high/hill and roll across a rugged mountainous terrain below. Torre bounced and sprinted forward again. Suddenly, his whole body felt cold, and before he could think about it, he stopped his figure almost instinctively. A light blue stream of light flashed before his eyes, blasting the gravel on the ground left and right of the person in front of him, and dug out large pieces of gravel on the hard and edgeless rocky ground. If Torrey hadn't stopped just now, his head or body would be blown to pieces.
The sound of sniper equipment sounded under the night, and Torre cursed secretly, "Damn sniper". In such a short moment of stagnation, a black shadow flashed past him, and the wind of the knife suddenly rose!
Torrey yelled, and drew a long sword from his waist and drew a shadow of the sword to meet the light of the sword.
Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang, the violent noise of a shower rang out intensively.
Allen retracted the knife and slid back, the fangs of the bone knife trembling slightly alone. The tip of the knife pointed at Torrey, the center of gravity of the body was slightly lowered, and the feet were spread apart, giving people the feeling that they could jump up and attack again at any time.
Torrey had a terrible headache.
"You can't run anymore." Allen said softly, while constantly adjusting his breathing to gain time to regain his breath.
Torre roared: "Who are you guys? Are you the surface garrison of the third district?"
"Does this make sense to you? Anyway, you won't survive tonight."
While Allen was talking to Torrey, Lan Qi fell down on a cliff panting heavily. From his direction, just condescending, you can see the mountain where Allen and Torrey are facing each other. He endured the dizziness caused by the exhaustion of the source force, and after a few breaths, he pressed all the remaining source force into the heavy sniper, and produced the last source force sniper bomb under the action of the Rubik's Cube sequence.
Ready to reload
Sue, this is Lan Qi's last bullet.
"Well, boy. I have a sum of money hidden outside. If you let me go, I can give you half. No, I will give you all." Torre shouted: "God, many people have died tonight You just need to take off my clothes and find some unlucky ghosts who are similar to you to put them on. You can receive merit and get money. Is there anything cheaper than that?"
Allen seemed moved, nodded and said, "Where did you hide that money?"
"I tell you, it's hidden in the..."
Seeing Allen's expression of listening attentively, Torrey suddenly smiled grinningly. Lightning flashed across his body, forming a thunderbolt pattern on the back of his right hand.
"I lied to you!" Torrey laughed, activated his ability, and stabbed Allen's throat with a sword.
The speed of this sword was extremely fast, and the tip of the sword pulled out several azure blue electric lines, which were shot out like a bolt of shock.
However, Torre's laughter stopped, and Allen disappeared from sight, replaced by an orange fire rain that occupied the entire field of vision!
"Exactly, me too." Alan's voice came from behind the fire rain.
The lightning crashed into the rain of fire, and the collision of the source force produced muffled noises like thunder. Circles of invisible ripples spread out, plowing out cracks in the nearby mountains, blasting pieces of flying sand! Torrey's yell and Alan's muffled hum sounded at the same time, the fire and rain subsided, and the two returned to their confrontational posture.
On Torre's body, there were more than a dozen knife cuts on the military uniform, and there were still lingering flames on it. Let Torre's source force be suppressed, and then it will be extinguished. There was a sword wound on Alan's left shoulder, and his entire arm trembled slightly from time to time, which was the result of the electric current excited by Torrey not completely dissipating.
"Damn, what on earth are you going to do!" Torrey was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he stepped hard, crushing a few gravels on the ground into powder.
Allen moved his left hand slightly, and the orange source force in the veins of his arm wrapped and dispersed Torrey's current. After a few cycles of the source force, all the current was annihilated, and Allen's arm regained consciousness. Pointing forward with the bone knife, he shrugged and said, "I have already said this answer."
At this time, the sound of footsteps came from behind Torrey, but it was Shorten who chased him. Shorten made a gesture, and the soldiers immediately dispersed in an enveloping formation, pointing their guns at Torrey from different angles. Torre cursed secretly, pointed at Allen with his long sword and said, "Are you their leader? Do you dare to have a duel with me between the leaders?"
Allen laughed and said: "When you surrounded us before, it seemed that you didn't intend to give me a chance to fight alone. Now that I have a chance to fight in groups, why not use it? Shorten!"
"Fire!" Shorten yelled.
Gunshots rang out, and the staggered firepower net forced Torrey to soar into the sky screaming strangely. The person was in the air, and the long sword swung out in a semicircle. The tip of the sword trembled, and a series of azure electric currents pierced through the air, attacking the soldiers on the ground. The soldiers had no choice but to dodge first, and one of them was hit in the back by the electric light, and immediately his whole body twitched, foaming at the mouth, and passed out.
Torrey couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart again.
He suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sense of crisis, and a light blue source force sniper bullet came across the air. Torre didn't even have time to swear, so he chopped off with a sword. The long sword cut through the sniper bullet with a strong electric current, and the source force exploded, knocking him like a cannonball and falling to the ground obliquely.
On the ground, Alan's eyes flashed coldly, he finally waited for the best time to make a move!
(end of this chapter)