The Emerald Tower

In the room, the bonfire in the fireplace was still burning, and the blazing flames brought the only light to the dim room after all the candles were blown out.

The light and shadow danced with the beating of the flames, and the shadows in the entire room seemed to be beasts with teeth and claws.

But the person on the bed fell into a deep sleep without noticing it, and the long breathing sound made the dark figure who entered the room smile uncontrollably.

Different from ordinary sleep medicines, he uses more high-end products.

Even, seriously speaking, it is not a harmful medicine at all. On the contrary, it is a tranquilizer that helps sleep and restore energy; some nobles and royal families always use such tranquilizers to get themselves a quick sleep. And, on the second day, there is more energy.

However, such tranquilizers are in his hands, and the users often do not have the next day.

The tip of his tongue licked his interfering lips.

This is not because of nervousness, just because of excitement.

In fact, in every mission, no matter who the opponent is, he will have such a sense of excitement, and it is precisely because of such excitement that he is feared and awed by people in the underground world of Horsh County; after all, Even if the target is a baby who can't fight back, his excitement can make him start without hesitation.

This is cruel to other targets.

But for him, it was a kind of ultimate enjoyment—the spray of hot blood and the feeling of soaking himself always made him addicted to it.

And this is because he always lacks female companions.

When he reached the extreme of excitement, the female companion under him would always be opened by him.

In the third time. After the fourth time. Even if taken in his prestige. No woman was willing to cling to him, so he had to switch to a more rude way.

Plunder directly.

Putting aside those nobles, ordinary wealthy businessmen and common people, for him, it is too simple, simple to the point of random.

However, it is not without accidents.

For example: the delegate of this mission!

The opponent has a considerable reputation in Horsh County. But they have similar preferences as him.

The first acquaintance of the two sides is in itself to fight for a goal.

However, the subsequent development did not allow him to expect that when the other party was in a disadvantage and was about to be beheaded by him, the other party proposed to cooperate.

After the other party showed enough sincerity and gave him a lot of Kimpton and women, he chose to cooperate.

After all, the other party is just a guy who can be pinched to death, plus more Kimpton and women can be harvested. What reason does he have for not agreeing?

What happened after that undoubtedly proved the correctness of his choice.

More sites. With the help of the other party, it became his own, and then more Kimpton and women...

Of course, he is not without paying.

It's just like this situation, and he always needs to take action.

However, he was not disgusted.

After all, he is always addicted to such work, isn't he?

Soi Ying looked at the sleeping target, with a smug smile on his mouth, and slightly converged. He slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and walked towards the bed with his legs high and his feet gently down.

At the head of the bed, he saw the huge giant sword and saber.

Obviously, the target has been completely disarmed.

However, even if the target is fully armed, what can happen?

The opponent is just a great knight, and he is infinitely close to the silver level, and even, in some respects, is a real silver level existence.

The strength of both sides is not on the same level at all.

If it wasn't that he hated frontal fighting and couldn't reveal his identity at all, he could completely defeat and kill the target frontally.

"As long as the result is the same, the method is not important at all!"

Facing the target who could not fight back, the black shadow couldn't help muttering to himself, while the dagger in his hand pierced the target under the quilt like lightning.

Even with the quilt, Sombra has absolute certainty that the target will be killed by a single blow.

You know, the real assassin, not to mention being blocked by a quilt, even if the target is in a carriage, but under the cover of a wooden board, you can accurately determine where the target is.

This is an assassin's training.

Just like thieves, the training of taking other people's pockets is the same.

puff!

Chicks, chicks!

The dagger pierced into the quilt without any obstruction, and took advantage of the trend, and pierced straight into the'target'-but the touch made Sombra stunned.

Then, it was like the running air of something, which filled the whole room.

wrong!

The black shadow was shocked in his heart, and the sound of strong wind coming from behind his head made him instinctively charge forward instead of turning around to fight.

Frontal fighting is always a matter for the soldiers.

And the assassin?

Secrets, surprise attacks, and assassinations are what they are really good at.

Sombra's speed is extremely fast, even far surpassing ordinary arrows, so that the arrows shot from behind did not catch up with the target at all, and were nailed to the bedpost.

At this time, Sombra jumped straight onto the bed.

His gaze scanned the crossbow arrows that penetrated the bed pillars-short, all made of stainless steel, and the arrows exuded a touch of cold light under the firelight.

Undoubtedly, this is the arrow of a crossbow.

Almost instantly, Sombra confirmed his guess.

And just at this time--

Whoosh!

There was another blast of crossbow arrows.

It didn't come from the previous direction, but the darkness in front of him.

Compared with the suddenness before, this time the shooting was equally sudden, and the distance between him and the crossbow arrow was getting closer, which undoubtedly meant danger.

Sombra did not move his legs, and his upper body bent back, forming a look similar to an arch bridge.

The arrow of stainless steel almost passed by the black shadow, causing a chill in his belly.

Whoosh!

He didn't wait until Sombra stood up. Another crossbow bolt broke through the air.

This time it came from the other side of the bed. Straightly aiming at the waist of the black shadow side.

Without any hesitation. There is no choice. The black shadow can only change from an arched appearance to a lying appearance, and the upper body is still on the ground, and the legs are on the bed.

Undoubtedly, this is a rather awkward and uncomfortable posture.

Not only vulnerable to attack, but also. Under attack again, except for rolling, it is difficult to effectively evade, let alone counterattack!

Moreover, because of this embarrassing and uncomfortable posture, Sombra believes that the real attack is coming!

After all, the other party had arranged a series of attacks before, wasn't it just for this moment?

And the most threatening attack...

Under the bed!

This kind of thought appeared in Sombra's heart almost instinctively.

Click!

Huh!

The sound of solid wood cracking. There was a sound of blades entering the body, mixed in.

The solid wood bed. Under the force of the black shadow's legs, it was suddenly disconnected from it, but as the big bed broke from it, a touch of cold light flashed below.

At this time, Sombra could no longer regain its strength or dodge.

After all, he is not good at power, and in order to be able to ‘split’ the bed and the people below, he not only burst out all the power before, but also used a secret technique.

Therefore, with all his might, he couldn't dodge at all.

I can only watch my legs pierced by arrows buried under the bed.

Even if it was, he tried his best to reverse the situation, and the bones of his whole body creaked under the influence of the pros and cons.

There is no change.

The arrow still pierced his legs.

Two on one leg and one on the other.

Undoubtedly, this is fatal for an assassin who is good at speed!

An assassin who has lost his secret and speed is like a chicken that has fallen into the water. Not only is he unsightly himself, but he also has a fatal danger——

Sombra hasn't forgotten that the one in the room has no target to show up so far!

Obviously, the other party is not an easy goal to know nothing as his collaborator said!

On the contrary, the opponent is definitely the most difficult target he has ever encountered.

The opponent should have a master assassin as protection!

After all, these arrangements in front of him not only gave insight into his actions, but also arranged them one by one, one by one, so that he could not fight back at all.

Even since he entered this room, he entered the other side's trap.

Damn it!

The black shadow yelling in his heart, replaced his feet with his hands, and quickly ‘ran’ towards the window.

At this time, there is no difference between choosing doors and windows.

He can be sure that no matter where he is, there is an ambush.

However, even in this case, he would never catch it with his hands, because he knew very well what would happen if he was caught by the Earl of Horsh.

Even with hands instead of feet, the speed of Sombra is extremely fast.

However, just when he was one step away from the window, his whole body began to weaken, and gold stars began to appear in front of him.

Instinctively, Sombra looked at the burning bonfire in the fireplace.

"Anaesthesia, paralysis medicine..."

He muttered to himself like this, because of the numbness, his tongue had become straight.

In front of his eyes, his target slowly walked out of the shadow in the corner of the room-before the other party did not act ~ www.readwn.com ~ he never thought that there would be someone there.

And when the opponent moves, the shadow seems to follow, making it hard to find. .

"Hazy, hazy shadow..."

The black shadow seemed to have thought of something and wanted to shout, but the paralyzing effect began to spread throughout his body, making him unable to even speak clearly.

Of course, more importantly, Dean picked up the [Strike of the Wind] and swept it across the opponent's throat.

puff!

The blood came out.

ps first more~

Just finished coding the last chapter of "Rebirth of Demon Hunter"... Decadent inexplicably raised a feeling of sorrow from the bottom of my heart...

It's as if the child has grown up and left home.

I want to cry...(To be continued...)()