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And from the beginning to the end, the girl and her black mare showed no signs of fatigue, nor did they show any signs of slowing down.

Even so, they finally got closer to the girl.

At this moment, everyone who was chasing soldiers seemed to be thinking of the same idea in their hearts, that is:

Let's hurry up and grab that girl and end this!

Chapter 569 The Footprints That Suddenly Disappeared

The pursuers led by Stephen, Bonnet, and Liens followed the faint horseshoe prints on the snow, and soon came out of the valley where the lake was located.

For fear of missing the girl, and at the suggestion of the bounty hunter, everyone decided to split up and surround the lake from both sides.

Bonnet and Liens led half of the troops and galloped towards the left bank of the lake, before disappearing into the black forest.

"Okay, we should go too."

However, when the "gray owl" finished speaking, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

As soon as he turned his horse's head, he saw a few of his men standing motionless, with no intention of leaving.

Among them, the female psionicist who indirectly awakened the magic power in Ciri in the Unicorn Village said with a cold expression:

"My lord coroner, we wanted to go with you, but now, we are going back, we have had enough."

"We? Who are we? What is this, a rebellion?" Stephen's most loyal subordinate couldn't help shouting loudly.

"You are ruining your own future and wasting a once-in-a-century opportunity. More importantly, you will be sent to the gallows, along with these few idiots who listened to you." Stephen said with a serious expression.

"Those who are destined to be hanged will not drown." The female psionicist said indifferently: "You shouldn't threaten us with an executioner, because you don't know who is closer to the gallows, you or us."

As soon as the words fell, a strong man standing behind the "gray forest owl" also kicked the horse's belly suddenly, and drove the horse out:

"Wait! I'm going with you! I've had enough too! I dreamed about my tragic death last night, and I don't want to lose my life for this despicable and suspicious mission."

Looking at the number of people on the other side, "Grey Owl" had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​cleaning up the traitors. He just stared at those terrifying eyes and said viciously:

"Very well, you have chosen your own path, I don't need to waste my saliva. But, we will meet again, I want you to promise"

"Maybe on the same gallows, or in hell, who knows"

Leaving those words behind, the female psionicist and the other three companions drove away from this area covered in hoarfrost.

. . .

The two teams met by the lake in the valley.

Seeing another team with a few fewer people, Bonnet and Liens were obviously very dissatisfied with the management methods of the chief coroner of the empire.

Even so, they could only temporarily leave those cowards who had run away and continue with their primary task - hunting down Ciri.

The valley was filled with dense fog, but it did not affect their understanding of the terrain in the valley.

Because, before that, Vigfortz asked them to find this lake in advance, and described the information of the lake to them in advance.

Tarn Mira, is the name of the lake.The lake appears narrow, with a slightly curved crescent shape.

"The place we are standing at is the southern end of the lake. If the wizard is not mistaken, the magic tower should be at the northern end." After a pause, the cautious bounty hunter couldn't help but look to the tracking master ahead, and reminded: "Polyas, watch out for the traces! Don't get lost,"

"The traces are clear and new! Straight to the lake!"

The moment he stepped on the ice tentatively on horseback, the ice cracked instantly, and the long cracks spread out radioactively, which was extremely scary.

"Get off your horse! The ice is too thin!"

After several of his subordinates personally experienced the feeling of falling into the water, Stephen had no choice but to order everyone to dismount and turn to pursue on foot.

The ice surface was smooth and transparent, and when they lowered their heads, they could even faintly see bass swimming freely under the ice surface, as well as swaying aquatic plants.

In the dense fog where they couldn't see their fingers, the only clues they could follow were the footprints on the ice.

"I found her!"

The tracker who walked in the front shouted suddenly: "She didn't choose the shore of the lake or the forest, but went straight to the middle of the lake! Ha, she is not as smart as she looks."

"According to the master, crossing the middle of the lake is a shortcut to the magic tower. She also knows about it." While muttering, Reins did not forget to ask: "How much faster is she than us?"

The hunter knelt down on the ice, bent over and looked at the footprints on the ice for a while, and then estimated:

"Half an hour, not longer, the footprints are very clear. On this slippery ice surface, it is impossible to move quickly. She is at most half a mile ahead of us!"

Hearing this, the bounty hunter seemed to have seen the scene of capturing Ciri again, and couldn't help but smile cruelly:

"Then what are we waiting for?!"

The closer they got to the prey, the more excited they were, the blood boiled like drug addicts who had taken narcotic powder, and they didn't even realize that the fog on the lake was getting thicker and thicker

As the fog continued to deepen, the tracking master who was at the forefront reacted belatedly:

"The footprints are very new! She is right in front of us, right in front of us! But why can't we see her?"

As soon as these words came out, another sensitive tracker also noticed something was wrong:

"Why can't we hear her voice? When we step on ice and snow, we will make noise! ​​But why can't we hear her?!"

"She's in this thick fog, but we can't see her. I don't know from which direction she will attack." There was a layer of fear in the slightly trembling voice.

The leading tracker, with a "clank", drew out his long sword.

"Damn! Don't talk nonsense!"

Although "Grey Owl" Stephen yelled out angrily in time, the fear of the unknown was like a sudden outbreak of plague, and it quickly spread.

The others drew their weapons one after another, and instinctively stood beside their companions.

Seeing this, Liens, whose face was burned, immediately cursed angrily: "She's not a ghost! She's just a little girl, a girl who can't even use magic! There are ten of us, what are you afraid of!"

While guarding against possible attacks in the thick fog at any time, the tense pursuers kept their steps as light as possible to avoid falling into the suddenly cracked ice.

During the period, Bonnet proposed to go back to lead the horse alone, and let everyone form a fan-shaped queue and continue to move forward.

Although I am not very satisfied with the bounty hunter's self-assertion.However, in order not to put too much weight on the ice under their feet, the group obediently followed the advice.

Following the footprints, the pursuers got closer and closer to the center of the lake.

And at this moment, the sensitive tracking expert in the team frowned, and stopped suddenly, "Don't move! Did you hear that? What's the sound?"

"I didn't hear anything."

"I heard a swishing sound, as if the sound of rubbing against the ice surface should come from the left side, our side."

"I heard that too." The taupe owl looked around uneasily, "but now it's quiet again, hell. That's not good."

"Footprints! We can still see her footprints!" Reigns said mercilessly: "Don't you have eyes? If she wants to turn or turn around, the footprints will change! We will catch up with her soon , I can assure you, she's in"

At this moment, Reans' chattering stopped abruptly.

The others also gasped in unison.

Because, not far ahead, the originally straight and clear footprints on the ice suddenly disappeared!

Chapter 5 Seventy Death on Ice

"Damn it!"

"what's the situation?!"

The pursuers were all surprised, uneasy and suspicious about the fact that the footprints disappeared out of thin air.

"Did she fly away, or what?"

"No," Bolias, the tracking expert, immediately said, "She didn't fly away, it was worse than this."

Pointing to the scratches left on the ice, Reans added viciously:

"Skates! She's on skates, and now she's flying like the wind across the ice, and there's no way we'll catch her! Damn! Where's Bonnet? We can't catch her without horses."

At this time, Stephen unbuttoned his coat, put his hands on the dart belt on his chest, and was ready to be attacked at any time, and said in his mouth:

"We don't need to catch her, she will come to us, and it won't even take long..."

"Are you crazy?"

"Bonnet expected it! That's why he went back to lead the horse, he knew the girl was leading us into a trap. Now, be quiet! Listen to the sound of the skates on the ice!"

"Guys!" Liens commanded self-righteously: "Cheer up, come here, gather together..."

However, he didn't know how stupid his instructions were.

"Don't move! Don't make any noise, we won't hear..."

Before the words were finished, they could clearly hear the swishing sound of crossing the ice from the far left end of the team!

What followed was a short scream and a sound that made their hair stand on end.

That's the sound you make when you cut off a neck.

"Bohr!" Stephen shouted quickly, "Bohr! What happened?!"

The man named "Boer" suddenly fell out of the thick fog, lying on the ice, with fear on his face, and trembling voice said;

"She cut him down! She killed Swande...in a split second, I've never seen that fast..."

Hearing this, the others clenched their long swords tightly, looked at the thick fog in front of them with serious expressions, and at the same time pricked up their ears without saying a word, listening carefully to any movement.

Shua... Shua... Shua...

In the dense fog, the fast-paced scraping sound is getting faster and closer!

"Right! She's coming on the right! Watch out!"

Hearing this, on the right side of the team, a thin man couldn't help cursing in a low voice, and then recklessly rushed into the dense fog with a sword.

However, he didn't go very far, not even out of their sight.

He only heard the sharp sound of roller skates, and a flash of cold light, and a figure passed by in the thick fog. The man wailed, clutched his neck, and fell to his knees.

With a bang, when the body fell down, the sound of the skates scratching across the ice came again!

Stephen, Liens and the others never expected that she would come back so soon!

This time, the girl rushed directly between them, and at the same time she passed by, she cut off a certain man's left leg with a sword!

Stephen, who was startled, jumped back, but he didn't expect that he was standing on ice and slipped directly to the ground.

The outstretched right hand grabbed Reins next to him, and they fell on the ice together.

It was this small mistake that allowed the two of them to escape the first wave of death's offensive!

With a sudden step on the skates under his feet, ice chips flew up, and the silver-haired Ciri once again danced lightly, slashing the long sword in his hand across his neck.

puff!

Blood spattered out and sprinkled on the ice surface, leaving behind a touch of coquettish crimson.

After abolishing one person and killing two in a row, that slender and tall figure ruthlessly passed among them and disappeared into the thick fog again.

What remained were the chasing soldiers full of shock...

Hearing the sound of "shua, shua, shua" skating going away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"She crippled me, that bitch!"

The man with only one leg left was lying on the slippery ice, begging for help angrily and helplessly: "Damn it, help me...Who will help me..."

However, no one answered.

"She's right around us, hidden in the thick mist, and it's impossible to predict which direction she's attacking from!" Polias, a tracking expert in the team, murmured with a dazed face, "Death! That girl It is death!"

"Stephen...save us, we are counting on you, don't let us die here..." Even the most loyal subordinate of the gray owl began to be dominated by fear.

"Gather together, don't disperse, she will pick on those who are alone..."

Before the words fell, the figure representing "death" appeared again!

But this time, two people died again.

"Do something! Warlock!"

Stephen, who couldn't stand it anymore, shook Reins' shoulders vigorously, and roared: "Call your powerful wizard master! Or cast magic yourself! Chant spells, summon ghosts, demons, anything! Do something before she kills us all!"

Reins, who was about to be overwhelmed by the fear of death, still recited the spell while trembling.

But wrong spell.