Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 386, Backwaters

"No!!" A Druid screamed and screamed, and his figure was turned into a grayish lightning. Unfortunately, he was slowed down. A dazzling sword was swept away. He could only watch. The brothers were smashed into two sections, and a huge scarlet flower bloomed in the forest. The splattered blood dyed the snow around the five or six meters.

Susanna’s figure flashed and she waved her sword to the druid that was coming to the front. From the beginning to the end, she either did not shoot, and the shot was a killing trick of life and death, but this time, she was merciless, and the goal was to The other side swept back on the left arm.

Nadrui tried to dodge to one side, but the chase of no day and night plus the previous fight has exhausted his physical strength, and another scarlet flower bloomed, and the druid screamed and rolled to the grass. in.

Susanna put her long sword into the sheath and bent down to grab a snowball that was not contaminated by blood. She put it in her mouth. The cold feeling made her feel refreshed, and the melting snow was moistening her. The dry throat, for her, the battle is over, the reason for leaving a living mouth is to ask the outside world. Susanna knows very well that the real goal of these druids is not her, but the man who has entrusted her to life.

Susanna coughed and walked slowly. The Druid barely sat up and looked at Susanna with a horrified look. Suddenly she exclaimed: "Don't kill me. If you kill me, Afflair will die." It!"

"If I don't kill you, will they let go of An Fei?" Susanna said faintly, her eyes are not sad and unhappy, as if they are not interested in anything.

Nadrui’s words were stunned, and the eyes turned around. From the elf shooter being killed to the present, all the companions were dead, leaving him alone. The plan has completely failed. As for how to avenge his brother in the future, he must first survive from Susanna, otherwise nothing is useless.

"But I can give you a chance to save people!"

"Talk about it, if you can touch me, I can't kill you." Susanna looked still without any change.

"Actually..." The Druid had just said two words, suddenly showing a horrified look, looking straight behind Susanna.

A giant eagle swooped down silently. A pair of stretched wings are more than ten meters long. Each feather reflects a metallic luster. The branches and trunks that are touched along the way are all quietly cut, and the speed of the giant eagle is almost at its peak. When the Druid saw the vision, the giant eagle was still a few tens of meters away, and only flew between the wings, it flew to the front.

Susanna is short. In the absence of time, flying to the side, with a slight difference to avoid the giant eagle, the Druid eyes showed ecstasy, mouth open. The giant eagle has been brushed from him, and the stretched wings cut the old tree that he leaned back to four sections neatly.

The old tree made a squeaking sound, slowly fell to one side and slammed. Heavy squatting on the ground, like a heavy artillery shell exploding, the sky and the leaves volley, the gravel snow splashed around, completely buried the druid that was killed.

Susanna stood up with her sword, staring coldly at the front, and the arrogant little guy whispered and slowly retreated. It is full of uneasiness in his eyes, and this performance has clearly told Susanna what kind of enemy it is.

A figure emerged directly from the splatter, and the volley slammed Susanna. Susanna’s reaction speed was also tempered. She found a whistling sound at the same time, waving her sword to the other’s neck, and the pale golden swordsman was in the air. Sweeping out a dazzling light curtain.

Originally Susanna and the other side are equally agile. But the figure suddenly became a line. Obviously, I did not make full effort just now, and my left arm stopped. Suddenly, Suzanne had not had time to respond by relying on flesh and blood. Susanna had not had time to react. The other’s right fist had been hit **** her shoulder. Susanna’s bodyguards trembled fiercely, and her people fell. Flying out, a semi-circular crater was knocked out on an old tree, and it slanted on the ground.

The little guy is stiff there, with the instinct of Warcraft, it should now run away with the fastest speed, but World of Warcraft also has feelings. In its mind, Anfei and Susanna are their loved ones, fighting with their loved ones or escape alone. The little guy hesitated for a moment, finally made up his mind and headed straight toward the figure.

But courage and strength may not always be directly proportional. The figure reaches out and grabs. The little guy’s lightning-like momentum will disappear like a bubble. The next moment, the little guy has been affected by the man, only kicking in vain. Moving four hooves.

Susanna jumped up from the ground. She is now faced with the choice of whether to escape or continue fighting, but the little guy falls into the hands of the enemy. The so-called choice has no meaning, and Susanna’s bodyguard has suddenly become It lights up, and it is extremely bleak compared to the white snow and the ground.

During the long sword exhibition, Suzanne’s swordsman has become like a real gold. Her figure sprints at an indescribable speed, and instantly flashes over a distance of more than 20 meters. A harsh whistling sound.

The figure only paused. Susanna’s swordsman is close to his chest, perhaps because he is facing the most powerful opponent in his life, or is angry at the fact that the little one is in a desperate situation. The speed of Susanna’s sword has broken through. Your own limits.

The figure backhand threw the little guy out, his body swelled into the air, and suddenly turned into a giant eagle, his arms only stretched out, flying from the air to the back of Susanna at a speed that was not inferior, waiting for him to fall. At the time, it turned into a person again, waving boxing to Susanna's vest. In a short period of time, he has applied a deformation, a recovery, the speed and skill of the magic release is amazing, and the movements are as natural as the flow, not barely reluctant.

Susanna’s body shape turned sharply. When the opponent’s fist hit her vest, her swordsman had already slammed her head with a sharp imposing manner. The original white swordsman turned into a bright golden color, full of sacred taste. .

The figure was 'squeaky'. He just dared to use his flesh and blood to block Susanna’s swordsman, but this sword made him feel the threat. He couldn’t take the attack on Susanna and forced his fist back. The oblique spurs flashed out.

His judgment is correct. Susanna's swordsman squatted on the ground. A crack of more than ten meters long and thin and deep appeared. The branches and stones on the cracks were all cut into two sections like tofu. It is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no sound from the beginning to the end, and there is no scene of sand and stone splashing, as if they were two sections.

"Eagle King forgive?!" Susanna took a deep breath, and the Druid who could become a giant eagle and can cause this threat to her should have only one person.

The opposite figure did not answer, only quietly looked at the cracks on the ground, his eyes flickering.

Susanna slowly raised her long sword. Her look was calm, but something was boiling in her body. The eagle king is a symbol of the wisdom of the Druids, and it is only a symbol of wisdom. The strength of the Druids often depends on the warriors who become transformed into giant bears and mad wolves. Not with Buzurea and Mansley, the defense is even worse. This is why Mang is not fighting with his own deformation. Susanna believes that she does not have a chance.

What's more, a druid who can become a giant eagle has the most powerful tracking ability in the world. No one can escape from Mangshu. Susanna understands that she can only fight, not her death, or death. There is no third option.

Has been forced into this situation, Susanna simply put everything down, forgetting An Fei, forgetting Shari, forgetting the little guy who needs her protection, the only thing left is the burning war.

Perhaps it was Susanna’s provocation. The eyes of Mang’s eyes were slightly stunned, and suddenly he screamed and shouted. A wave of air swelled out from him, wrapping up the gravel and fallen leaves.

Susanna stood quietly in the air, the dazzling bodyguards, including the swordsman, gradually condensed inward, and the gold became thicker and thicker, so that the flashing arc on the blue shirt became golden, and the whole person looked It looks like a female warrior bathed in Jinxia. It is very powerful and gives a sacred feeling.

"I hope you won't let me down." Mang said faintly.

"I only know that I will not let myself down." Susanna's voice is also indifferent.

"Good." Mangshu spit out a word, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he glanced at the distance if he had nothing.

Susanna did not pay attention to the little movements of Mang, and did not have the energy to pay attention. Her warfare had completely boiled, and her figure suddenly leaped forward, and she took the lead in launching an attack on a strongman who surpassed her own strength.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Susanna's speed is almost at its peak, but Susanna is much slower than the speed of the sprint. Even if the burning intention of the heart can be described as crazy, she can still miraculously keep calm and do it. The choices made are also very sensible. The most powerful place for Manguri is speed. It is self-deprecating to compare with Mang, and she needs to retain every power to defeat this powerful opponent.

The little guy has already escaped far away. He explored his small head behind an old tree and stared curiously at Susanna. It felt something in Susanna that had never been felt before.