My head was dizzy, the scenery in front of me was still rotating slightly, and my body was in great pain as if it had fallen apart.

Sally did not go through various cruel training like the temple guards. Although her level is not low, her physical strength is not much different from that of ordinary girls. So after being knocked away at this time, the unbearable severe pain almost made her cry - her elbow fell to the ground and her elbow couldn't move because of the impact, and her chest felt difficult to inhale because of the shock...

At this time, she stood up swayingly because the instinct of "escape" in her heart dominated Sally's consciousness. In fact, when she stood up, her body was still a little out of control. After staggering a few steps, the heart-wrenching pain on her back was transmitted to her brain under the delay of adrenaline, causing her to bite her lips "eh"...

pain.

The consciousness was instantly overwhelmed by endless pain. She reached out and touched her back. The four words "cannot escape" appeared in her mind, and the emotions of despair spread.

But after her palms were wiped weakly across her back, the scene that Sally looked down and saw suddenly stunned.

Blood... Where is blood?

The scene of blood in my imagination did not appear. In the sun, there was no blood on my fair palm except for some mud that was rubbed when I fell down!

The white robe was cut by a long sword, and a big hole was leaked behind it. Sally looked forward in confusion, frowned and confused about what the fat man with blood on his face and hiding under the stone stomped under the stone, while reaching out to touch the "wound" on his back again - and when she clearly felt her fingertips touching the soft armor of Kemaira beast scales, she suddenly understood the reason...

It was the software armor that blocked the attack.

The scene of Roddy handing the clothes to herself with a cold expression flashed in front of her. Although Sally realized that it was expensive, she never thought that the soft armor of this underwear would have such a strong defense - because no matter how it touched, it was only a thin layer, and only two layers of linen thickness...

But the facts at the moment clearly told her that the dress blocked a possible fatal blow for her.

The flesh and blood were not cut open, there was no excessive blood loss, and there was no broken bone... In addition to the pain, my body seemed to be able to move normally - when I thought of this, the pain was suppressed a lot, and the reason in my mind was quickly recovering.

She almost immediately made a gesture of continuing to escape, and wanted to see clearly whether the sword-holding assassin would chase after him, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she felt a black shadow slashing across her head. Then she saw the assassin in front of her suddenly swung his sword and hit something with a "splash"...

"Pu"

Half of the arrow rod rotated and landed at Sally's feet. She immediately realized that the assassin had actually split a hidden arrow shot at him!

Well, hidden arrows...?

As soon as some inexplicable thoughts came out of my mind, four arrows that appeared flew over Sally's head in an instant. Because the firing speed was too fast, the arrow was almost at the head. The "crackling" sound accompanied by the splashing fragments of the arrow shaft appeared an extremely strange scene in front of Sally.

Too fast!

The assassin who swung his sword to block the attack even took two steps to deal with the series of attacks. When he came to his senses, he saw Sally, who should have died, running to the side!

"What the hell is going on..."

He cursed in a low voice, and he swung his sword again to block the attacking arrows with a slight difference. After the advanced profession of "Wandering Swordsman", he was not afraid of the arrows with such speed and power in front of him, but this feeling was extremely aggrieved... because he could not fight back except blocking!

As long as it is exposed to the opponent's attack range, he must spend his energy to pay attention to the opponent's hidden arrows. In this way, he could not chase Sally with all his might. So in desperation, he shouted directly to the fat man hiding under the stone stomp, "Come and help me", and then blocked an arrow again, docked and rushed towards the huge stone pillar on the side.

At this time, Sally had already started running along the semi-open-air porch outside the church front hall, but what surprised the assassin was that she did not choose to run in a straight line, but began to walk the "s"-shaped route around the stone pillars...

Although he was a little confused about the reason why she did this, he still followed him in order to complete the assassination mission as soon as possible.

...

On the other hand, Ryan, Booker and others were completely confused by the changes in front of them, but they quickly recovered from their initial shock, especially after witnessing an assassin being hacked to death, the original fear in their hearts seemed to fade a lot.

As a descendant of military nobles, Ryan was even more excited by this scene. So after Sally ran away again, he turned his eyes to the fat man who was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain. An impulse suddenly appeared in his heart and immediately turned into action. He started to recite the prayer, and then accurately released a level 1 "Holy Light Burning" on the fat man's assassin!

When the golden flame exploded on the fat assassin's arm, Ryan felt indescribable excitement in his heart. The feeling of active attack brought him a strange excitement, but then he found that... his attack did not seem to have much effect.

Although the fat man with blood on his face had no advanced profession, his basic profession level exceeded level 14, and his attribute bonus after many battles, this basic magic technique with only level 1 was just tickling and no lethality for him. However, Ryan's behavior made the already depressed fat assassin feel "humiliated" - this is a strong sense of humiliation of "a tiger who does not show his power and is regarded as a sick cat". After scrambling for so long in the sea of ​​swords and fire, it was actually the turn of a little boy who had not even grown hair to use the level 1 magic technique to hit him. Should he be fucked?!

The fat assassin looked up after suffering and happened to find two mercenaries running over to besiege him, and he immediately had a solution.

He gritted his teeth and kicked, and rushed towards the mercenary with almost life-threatening attitude. No one expected that such a fat guy would have such agile skill. The mercenary walking in front could instinctively slash but was opened by a sword, and then he was hit directly by the guy with more than 200 pounds!

"Dong!"

Because of the great momentum, two mercenaries, one in front and one behind, were immediately knocked to the ground by this guy. After the fat man rolled around, he reached out and pulled the mercenary who was almost vomiting blood by him, and blocked him. The long sword in his hand immediately crossed the mercenary's neck. When he confirmed that there were no arrows shooting at him outside the monastery, he immediately took a step and quickly retreated towards the stone pillar that could provide cover.

"Do not let go of me!"

He glanced at the monks who were stunned a few meters away, and their bodies were completely hidden behind the mercenaries. Because of the large movement, the mercenary who was coerced was immediately scratched by a sharp sword blade. However, the temple guards who had run over to save Sally could not turn back to help, and the mercenary's companions even held the axe and couldn't start. For a moment, the fat man's steps were unstoppable!

Then he became even more aggressive and raised his hand to pierce the mercenary's back. While the other party was still standing, he rolled back to Ryan and Booker. When the two of them had no time to react, they pulled Ryan, who was closer to him, and let the young monk block his side!

Obviously he was not slow and knew that he could not threaten few people with mercenaries, but using this monk could threaten the possible defensive power of the entire monastery!

"Don't fucking move!"

Ryan's struggle made him quite annoyed, because the monk was short, so he could only squat as much as possible in order to prevent being shot by an arrow. At this time, in order to make Ryan obedient, he even punched Ryan's waist and eyes...

"Huh..."

Ryan took a breath. He had never been beaten like this before. He felt that his entire lower body had no sense of consciousness in an instant, and his legs suddenly became weak. If it weren't for the other party's neck, he would have been slumped on the ground...

The assassin's powerful arms were almost unable to breathe, and the severe pain from his lower back made his eyes blurred by tears. He never thought that the "war" and "fight" he longed for would have such a cruel side, saying "men would not cry" and "will rather die than surrender". Now it's completely nonsense - when facing the god of death, the boundless fear really made him lose his ability to think. He could only stare straight ahead, looking at the two mercenaries with wounds that had no idea to start, watching Booker and others shouting something but not daring to rush over...

In his ear was the roar of the fat assassin. He could no longer react to what the other party said. Ryan only felt that he was dragged by the other party like a dead dog. The wait for him would probably only lose his value and be slaughtered by a sword. However, at this moment, an idea came to his mind for no reason: Will the archer hiding in the dark solve this assassin?

But then he was immediately discouraged: This fat man blocked himself in front of him just to block arrows. No matter how accurate the arrow was, it would be impossible to hit the assassin behind him like this...

His vision was shaking, and his breath was filled with the bloody smell on the fat man's face. When Ryan turned his face slightly, he happened to see Sally's escaped back.

Why did she run around the pillar?

This question came out in my heart. Before I could think, a "puff" sound suddenly came to my ears, and then the neck was warm, and a long black pole was shaking to the side of my right eye...

Ryan, who was almost unconscious, rolled his eyes slightly, and his slow head gradually realized what was trembling in front of him after a second.

"arrow?"

When he said this, Ryan realized that the fat man who was always tightly clenched him had actually let go of his hand.

"thump."

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind him. Ryan coughed and turned his head, but was surprised to see the fat man with a ferocious look on his face. At this time, an arrow was inserted into his right eye and lying straight on the ground.
Chapter completed!