There was a sound of fighting between soldiers, and I followed the reputation. Riddle and Firenze had blocked the gate and blocked the way of the group of fighters. Behind them, Jerry also started to kill. Seeing his ruthless look, even I was worried for the fighters who were making dumplings by these three people. They are now simply caught in an embarrassing situation where they cannot advance or retreat. Although these people are all bronze fighters, their combat experience and skills are far from those of Riddle and Jerry, who often wander between life and death. Their attack was negligible for Jerry and Firenze.
I glanced around, no, what about that assassin? I scanned the surrounding area, there was no figure of the assassin, and I secretly said a bad sound. The huge mental power immediately filled the entire courtyard, not even letting go of the corners. But the assassin could not be found. Where will they hide? I turned to look at the people who were fighting, and the life fluctuations that I could sense were as large as the number of people I could visually observe. So, where will the assassin's life fluctuate? Have you escaped? Impossible, unless he can jump the wall, otherwise he can't get out.
Generally speaking, no matter how smart an assassin is, under the perception of mental power, his life fluctuations will be exposed, which will expose his position. I scanned it again without giving up, and there was still no problem, except for the position where Lawrence stood.
Lawrence's location! Why forgot here! I stared at Lawrence suddenly. This time, he was really smart enough to hide behind a dwarf who had no combat power. Although Lawrence is not tall enough, Lawrence is strong enough, and the assassin crouched down and accommodated him in Lawrence's body without any problems. Although mental power can feel the signs of life, it has no perspective function. I can feel the life fluctuations in Lawrence, but when I look there, I am deceived by Lawrence's figure. I thought it was Lawrence, but I completely ignored the people who might be hiding behind Lawrence.
Thinking of this, I yelled hurriedly: "Lawrence, get out of the way!" Lawrence was standing idly watching, but was startled by my shouting. In a hurry, he hurriedly stepped away from the position. Probably the assassin didn't expect Lawrence to go away. Under my omnipresent perception, after Lawrence's figure went out before, there were still life fluctuations in the place where he stayed. . "I found you!" A smile came up at the corner of my mouth. The assassin was in a panic and didn't care about how I found him, so he wanted to take advantage of the panic in the fight and escape through the door with his stealth talent.
"Playing stealth in front of my mother, you took the wrong medicine and put you!" I just took the guards in and released the Lingguang, but as soon as I came out, I was treated as a cremator. I was upset and found one. The assassin wanted to run away under his eyelids. This is a great disrespect to my Suzaku! Ling Guang was furious, and a burst of flame spewed out, forming a sharp rocket in the air. With a whistling sound, he pierced the assassin's back.
"Ah..." With a scream, the rocket hit the assassin's left arm. Hey, he passed by. Unfortunately, I sighed secretly. The intense pain made her unable to maintain the effect of invisibility, and a vague figure flashed out again. It really was you! A transparent wound on her left arm was very obvious. The intense high temperature not only broke her skin and flesh, but also healed him, scorching the blood vessels in the wound together, instead of bleeding.
"The mission is complete, quickly retreat! Idiot!" Leaving this sentence, he himself rushed out to the door. Riddle just wanted to draw a sword to stop him, but Firenze reached out his hand to stop him: "I'll come, let you see The riding and shooting ability of our people and horses!" As soon as he finished speaking, he drew out the longbow that had long been pinned to his waist, and drew an arrow from his quiver. Seeing that there was a chance, the former young men rushed to the door hurriedly, and the small hut doors became the key to their escape at this time. Firenze looked at these idiots running away coldly. Twisting the bow and hitting the arrow, "Hum..." The sound of the bowstring trembling sounded, and a guy fell to the ground with an arrow in the back of his head. "Oh, or just say that the bow and arrow are easy to use!" I noticed that the back with two handaxes had been replaced with a long bow, with a quiver pinned to the waist. According to his own statement, if he puts on a long bow, Riddle will not even think about getting close to him. Of course, Riddle will sneer at this statement: "Cut, just his mobile armory? I have one hand. Tie him!"
One hit kill. Fear quickly filled the hearts of the remaining fighters. Taking a look at us who were chatting, the sword-faced man bit his lip nervously, moved his steps carefully, and then looked at whether we found him. Seeing that we didn't respond, he strengthened his courage and began to move secretly again. "If you take another step, you will blow your head." Firenze's cold voice came from behind him. He was so frightened that he could not take another step.
"I don't want to die... Please... don't kill me... I really don't want to die... I don't want to die..." A guy suddenly dropped the knife in his hand and rushed to the door madly. It looks crazy. "Huh! Pretending to be crazy and selling stupid" is another arrow, Firenze's arrow always looks so accurate! The guy was pierced by an arrow through his chest. The commotion sounded, and neither was war nor escape. The group of fighters felt that they were going crazy.
"Flee, they have already gone through a big battle just now. It seems that they have little strength. Let's run away together. Maybe a few can escape in the chaos." The sword-faced young man began to mumble under his hand again. It's really annoying. There was a panic, and the instinct to survive really defeated the fear. A gang of people began to flock to the door, as he said. Riddle and Firenze were really tired. After the chaos, apart from being knocked down by us about three or four, the others rushed out.
"Hehe. A group of idiots huddled together even to escape. Firenze, can you shoot without aiming?" After I said that, I chased after him. "Hey, keep two for me!" When Riddle saw him, he picked up the broken saber and rushed out.
A long alley is simply a passage to hell for the mercenaries, and they ran slowly from time to time when they saw their own brothers screaming and couldn't stand up again. Firenze, who was caught up, stepped on a puddle of flesh. Those who run fast can only hate their parents for not giving themselves two extra legs, so they can't let themselves run faster. The alley less than 500 meters was full of mercenaries who died all over the place. It's really good to use it here.