Shaman from Afar

Time, back to a few days ago ...

The imperial capital of Golovin, the heavenly palace.

midnight.

The empty hall, looking at Rute Infinite with his back to himself in front of him, only Peter Fasha, who was left behind, felt a little hairy in his heart.

This is the second time ... I am alone ... so close to Master Rut Infinit.

The last time was when I was promoted as a night watchman from Ebden by a spy who was prepared.

There is an unwritten rule inside the night watchman. If Lord Rut Infiniti is willing to bring you closer to him within five steps without precautions, there are only two possibilities.

In the first kind, you are dying; in the second kind, you are the default leader of the next night watchman.

Peter Fasha twitched his throat hard, calming his beating heart.

Right now this situation ... doesn't look like the second kind ...

Feeling the cold wind blowing into the collar from behind, and the constant pace of the royal guards and the screams of orders from outside the hall, the sound of the silent church vows that the knights "shield of defense" collided, Peter Just feel cold hair upright.

The terrified Peter Fasha lowered his head, not to mention opening, even the atmosphere did not dare to gasp.

"Peter Fasha."

A soft and gentle tone sounded, but when he reached his ear, it was no less than a thunderbolt.

"Yes! Master Rut Infiniti!" Peter quickly stood up straight:

"Please also command!"

"Peter Fasha, you stayed at the night watchman headquarters ..."

"One hundred and twelve days!" Peter said without hesitation: "After tonight, it is the 113th day!"

"One hundred and thirteen days, so long ..." Rut Infiniti muttered to himself: "I suppose I already know the Sky Dome and the entire emperor well?"

"of course."

"Do you know why we are here?" Rut Infinite continued to ask: "Why, the elite of the night watchman of the imperial capital will gather in the hall closest to the palace?"

Suddenly, he lowered his head, and the frightened Peter Fasha couldn't even breathe.

"You're smart ... I don't stay stupid." The night watchman's head slightly raised his mouth. "But you dare not say it, right?"

"Yes, the enemy is an elf warrior who is good at fighting with the power of the void, so the first line of defense in this battle is the master wizard Albert, a wizard of the wizard-the trace of the void he left in the imperial capital all year round, with the Royal Wizard College The medicinal spray is enough to open the ice barrier that covers the entire sky dome! "

"All‘ outsiders ’who have a void reaction will be instantly frozen without precautions, and will be torn apart by blood that turns into ice crystals before the reaction comes over.”

"Following the second line of defense ... 600 elite royal guards; at the top of a narrow terrain like the Sky Dome, they occupy the dominant terrain enough to withstand ten times the enemy, and the invading assassin will not even rush into the palace. Have!"

Peter Fasha didn't say anything, just listened silently.

"Next to the third line ... that's us, the eight night watchmen closest to the majesty's palace, ten shields of defense-powerful and powerful, and any two teams, I don't have the absolute assurance of winning alone."

"In the face of unknown assassins with powerful capabilities, the number is meaningless except for obstructions and human walls; so I scattered the rest of the night watchmen lurking in the imperial capital as pieces of communication and counter-killing if necessary." Rutton A bit:

"But why ... why, as the trump card of His Majesty, should he stay at the end?"

"Peter Fasha, do you know the reason?"

At this moment ...

"boom--------!!!!"

There was a loud noise suddenly from the empty dome, which seemed to be the sound of countless pieces of glass shattering into scum.

Peter Fasha gave a shock. Raised his head in amazement.

Standing behind Rut Infinite, he could only vaguely feel that there was a large violent reaction to the void, which was being penetrated from the main entrance of the Sky Dome to the inside, and the speed was very fast.

Five, ten ... No, it's probably at least twenty or more!

The battle begins ...

There was a fierce collision, and there was a burst of exclamation at the gate guarded by the Royal Guard.

There is also a roar that fought hard, a scream of sorrow, a sound of broken swords!

Even though the stairs and the hall were stacked one after another, Peter Fasha, who was pale, heard it clearly.

The cold sweat of Peter Fasha was pale, and he wanted to raise his head to ask Rut Infinite several times, but in the end, he still stopped talking.

The expressionless leader of the night watchman, his eyes as sharp as a solar flare always stare at the distance.

"The ice barrier has not been completely destroyed, but the assassins have already attacked the main entrance of the palace ... So, among the royal guards, are there their inner ghosts?"

He looks light and breezy, as if the coming is not an enemy, but a group of "over-enthusiastic" guests!

Maybe it was a quarter of an hour, maybe it was two quarters of an hour.

Standing in the same place, Peter Fasha clearly felt that the sound of fighting outside the hall gradually began to decrease, and the screams of screams and fighting gradually became thinner and gradually returned to silence.

But this "rare" serenity made him even more nervous, and his heartbeat began to unstoppable acceleration!

"Peter Fasha."

Rutter Infinite's words sounded abruptly.

"In the--!"

"It was the same question just now, do you know the reason for all this?"

"I ..." The pale-faced Peter Fasha opened his mouth and stopped talking; in a trance, he suddenly thought of something, but he dare not say it at all.

"Yes, that's what happened." Ruth Infinite muttered in a low voice, as if to himself: "In the eyes of His Majesty Eckhart II, he didn't think of those from the beginning Be prepared to block the Assassins of the Azores. "

"From the beginning ... we are the only line of defense in the Sky Vault; the 600 royal guards are just consumables that delay the pace and time of the enemy."

boom--!

A heavy knocking sound, with the words of the night watchman's words, hit Peter Fassa's heart!

Even the screams were never heard. The royal guards who were thrown into the hall crashed **** a pillar in the hall, and fell to the ground like a rag, falling into the pool of blood.

From head to toe, the whole body is as if torn by countless blades, without a good bone and flesh; the strong armor turned into fragments and stuck to the wound soaked in blood.

Peter Fasha, who widened his eyes, stared at the corpse in the pool of blood-even if it had turned into a pile of minced meat, he recognized the armor and coat of arms on the other party, which was the chief flag of the Royal Guard official.

He is here, that is to say, the Royal Guard of the Sky Dome has ... the whole army is wiped out? !

"Tap ... tap ... tap ..."

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the hall.

Very smooth and heavy-the sound should be cloth shoes, but every time you can hit a crisp sound on the bluestone brick.

With the footsteps, a figure standing with a knife.

Raising his head, Peter Fasha looked through the leader of the night watchman, and saw the long knife with blood dripping from the hand.

The shadowy eyes pierced from the cloak to the two in the hall.

"Sorry ... it seems ... killed many of you."

The elven assassin said lightly, "Please forgive me ... no way, because this is the royal order of His Majesty the Eagle King."

"I am waiting for the warrior, I think I will share my sorrow for your majesty; I will wait for you to kill you all, and no one will stay!"

Peter Fasha twitched his throat and pressed his wand with his right hand.

The expressionless Ruth Infiniti stood there, his eyes dull as if he hadn't heard the other party's words.

The next second, the corner of the empty hall suddenly sounded indirectly.

"The main entrance hall of the Sky Dome is annihilated by 325 Royal Guards! Three assassins attacked, unknown ability!"

"The side door promenade stairway was overwhelmed by the 150 Royal Guards! The assassin has been intercepted and is being tested!"

"The royal courtyard on the left is overwhelmed by 127 royal guards! The assassins burst into the trap and are pretending to attack!"

"The fifty royal guards in the partial palace have been annihilated! All exits have been locked and are under siege!"

Moonlight enters the hall, leaving a dark shadow on Rout Infinite's face; the expressionless head of the night watchman pulls out his dagger, and the corners of his mouth are gritty.

"No temptation, no interception, no envelopment ..." Rutter Infinite said softly: "The enemy is not a prey, nor a human being, so you don't need to be too polite."

"Nightwatch ... press it, cooperate with the oath knight to siege them, strangle them, and ravage them!"

"Following-!!!!!!"

The loud hall regained its silence in the next second.

Peter Fasha, who was silent throughout, stared at the opposite figure squinting.

Why ... obviously fell into a trap, but did not feel any confusion in the other party's breath?

"Interesting, interesting ..."

A hoarse voice came from under the hood, and the elven assassin dragging the knife stepped forward step by step: "It is indeed Middle that warned him personally, beware of the night watchman."

"It seems ... you are the leader of these night watchmen, the emperor's cronies?"

"Nightwatch leader, Rute Infinite." Rute said lightly: "As a spy, I have no hobby of any cat or dog."

"But ... there is no need to be so particular about a guy who is dying."

"Good speaking ... the existence hidden in the shadows, only revealing the truth to the dead." The other party also seemed to be very leisurely:

"At least at this point, we really have some similarities-in Lower Eugen, Tim is the head of the four courts under the throne of the eagle, the chief of the governor's court; he is ordered by the king to visit His Majesty the Empire.

"It looks like you want to complete this task. There is no second way except killing you."

"This is what I should say." The night watchman's leader interrupted coldly: "Dare to set foot in the sky dome, so we can only choose to kill you."

The moment the words fell, Peter Fasha saw the elf assassin on the opposite side, with a slight arc in the corner of his mouth.

No, there is fraud!

Sure enough ... In the next second, four black shadows hit the sky from different directions at the same time and appeared on the night watchman's head.

"Master Lute! Be careful!"

"Retreat!"

In the flashlight, Ruth Infinite's left-handed sword stabs out, stopping the long knife that nearly cut Peter's neck; the frightened Peter Fassa instinctively obeyed the order.

In the next second, three other shadows had approached the night watchman's leader within five steps, and the three long knives were aimed at the three positions of his blind spot at the same time, puncturing straight.

Rout Infinite did not hesitate, and a black dagger was tricked out of his right hand, dragging the invisible track and gently bouncing off the tip of the knife closest to him.

The moment the fire was spitting, the stabbing blade showed a slight deflection; Rout Infinite let go of his right hand; just as the dagger flipped in the air, he snapped his fingers lightly.

Low-level spells, hovering spells.

"boom!"

With a sound that was almost imperceptible, there was a slight deviation in the direction of the knives in the hands of the three elf warriors; Rute drew down, and Rute calmly grabbed the air without looking at it, and threw the dagger in his hand toward Peter!

"Poof—!"

Blood was sprayed on his face, and Peter Fasha, who was sitting on the ground, looked at him incredulously and raised his long knife in front of him, ready to cut his own elf warrior. There was an extra dagger in the middle of the door!

And what shocked him is still behind ...

When the elf warrior fell, he saw the three assassins who attacked Lord Rut Infiniti standing in place, sculpted motionless.

The long knives in their hands penetrated each other's throats, forming a "stable" triangular pyramid shape, which weirdly froze in place.

The situation suddenly became quiet.

Lut Infinite, unscathed, stood in the center of the three figures and glanced slightly behind him:

"Peter Fasha ... Go to your majesty's palace and do what you should do."

"There is no room for you to set foot in this battle!"

Peter was shocked, then hurriedly wiped off the blood on his face, kneeling on one knee: "Yes!"

Looking at the back of the night watchman leaving ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Rut Infinite slowly withdrew his gaze and swept to the elven assassin who was still in place.

"Your pups are all killed by me, can you still be indifferent?"

"Puppy ... hehe, a group of guards sent to get credit for smashing, it doesn't matter if there is no one left." Elf Assassin-Chief Eugen of the Governor-snorted and shook his head:

"However, it can make the four elf warriors have no power to fight back, and even the" Samurai Way "is killed before it is released ... It is indeed the leader of the night watchman. It seems that our intelligence against you is still far from enough. "

"It's no big deal," Rut said coldly. "Compared with a difficult wizard, your gangsters are not even appetizing snacks."

"Oh, which wizard ... I really want to see you."

"I don't need it, haven't I already said that?" Rut Infinite's expression was fierce:

"Dare to step into the end of the sky dome ... only die!"