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The gurgling brook is just like a light and unrestrained waltz. The sound of the babbling brook stirred up by the approaching footsteps is like an ornament in the waltz. Everything seems so natural and peaceful.
Among these harmonious and wonderful sounds, Ivan did not detect any sign of danger. In fact, being awakened like this is not the first time. However, after waking up, real danger has never appeared.
Sure enough, the cheerful laughter of girls playing and the sound of stomping on the brook came from afar. What kind of girl would play alone in this dark and gloomy forest in the middle of the night? This is really strange. But for this little girl who disturbs people's dreams, Ivan has no intention of delving into it. He turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.
Suddenly, the tent curtain was lifted, and a dark figure quietly slipped in. Ivan knew without a second glance that it was Herbert. In fact, except for this assassin teacher, Ivan has never seen anyone else who can avoid his ears and eyes.
Among assassins, there is naturally a silent way of communication that only they understand. Ivan fully understood the message Herbert conveyed to him in the dark - gather in Mr. Hyde's tent.
Ivan took out a crossbow from under his pillow and firmly tied it to his left arm. The wand in his pocket and those two bottles of hallucinogenic powder solvent naturally had to be carried with him. After getting out of his tent, it was pitch black outside. Only a bright moon hung high on the branches. Although the bright moonlight cannot bring much light to the dense jungle, it is enough for Ivan to distinguish the location of Mr. Hyde's tent. The largest tent in the middle that can accommodate five or six people is obviously Mr. Hyde's residence.
Ivan flashed across the ground illuminated by the moonlight like lightning and quickly got into Mr. Hyde's tent. This is the way of assassin action that Herbert taught him. Since Herbert summoned everyone in this way, there must be something important happening. Ivan naturally dare not be negligent.
Entering the tent, Ivan saw Mr. Hyde sitting up straight in the dark. He was holding a curved bow in his hand, which was quite similar to the short bow used by the Thor people. This is the first time Ivan has seen Mr. Hyde use a weapon. It seems that things are not good this time.
Just as he was thinking, footsteps came from outside. The tent curtain was lifted, and a thin figure flashed into the tent and then sat down on the other side close to the door. That was Audrey. He was holding a thin rapier in his hand, the kind used in noble duels. Audrey's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite and can even be compared to the professional swordsman from Sibai that Ivan saw in Southport.
After a while, Ted and his assistant also got in. Ted was holding a long spear. The tip of the spear was thin and long, shining with a cold and gloomy light under the moonlight. Obviously it was a good spear. That assistant was holding a scimitar with a large arc, which is the wide-mouthed scimitar loved by the Thor people. Ivan had heard that this kind of scimitar forged by the Thor people can easily cut off the long sword carefully crafted by the best craftsman in France. He wondered if this one in the assistant's hand was forged by the Thor people themselves.
Just as Ivan was thinking about these unimportant things, Herbert got into the tent.
"What did you find?" Mr. Hyde asked in a low voice.
"We are surrounded. There are at least sixty guys hiding in the dark within a radius of one mile." Herbert said in a hoarse voice in a low voice.
"Could we have been discovered?" Audrey asked in confusion. He really couldn't imagine how the news leaked out? Could it be that the bishop betrayed them?
"What's the matter with that little girl?" Mr. Hyde asked.
"That woman is from the opposite caravan, but I think they are acting suspiciously. That woman coming here at this time always makes me feel that there is something strange." Herbert replied.
"Are there so many of them, can you handle it?" Mr. Hyde asked.
"If I were alone, I would choose to run away." Herbert said bluntly.
"What about with us?" Mr. Hyde asked again.
"Very difficult. The target is too big." Herbert replied without hesitation.
"Kill them all." Mr. Hyde's tone suddenly became icy cold.
A murderous aura filled the entire tent. In the darkness, Mr. Hyde's figure looked like a demon god crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell. Ivan was stunned for a moment. This is the real Mr. Hyde - the thief leader who secretly controls this vast land in the south of France. That kind and gentle old man is just an illusion.
It seemed that they had been infected by Mr. Hyde, and everyone had abandoned their usual ordinary appearance. In fact, neither Ted nor his buddy looked exactly like an ordinary and honest driver. But now, Ted had a cold smile on his mouth, clutching the barrel of the gun in his hand, with his collar open, like a cruel butcher. The guy grinned, his white teeth looked particularly dazzling and chilling, and the steel knife in his hand kept turning, as if waiting to cut into the flesh of some unfortunate person. Even Audrey, who was originally gentle and elegant, had a cold look in his eyes now, sitting motionless, just like Herbert's usual appearance. Ivan didn't know if he was different in the eyes of others, if he looked the same fierce and cold. However, he knew at least one thing, and he was extremely nervous. For some reason, at this time, he was not afraid, there was no feeling of fear, only nervousness, as if his heart was about to pop out of his throat.
Time passed little by little, passing in silence. Listening carefully, the sound of shrubs being moved, branches and leaves touching, and the sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves could be heard in the distance.
Ivan gently tightened the bowstring of the crossbow and grabbed a shot of the crossbow. The sound was getting closer and closer, and it was close at hand. Suddenly, a horse's neigh cut through the silent night sky. The tranquility was completely broken, and a dozen figures sprang out of the forest, and they quickly rushed towards their respective targets in unison. Every two or three people ran to a tent, and a few people specialized in dealing with carriages and horses pulling carriages, so that their prey would never have a chance to escape.
Just as these people organized to effectively separate their actions, a sudden blow appeared behind them. A few figures rushed out of the big tent in the center, and the fatal blow was only in an instant.
Ted and the guy were in charge of dealing with the raiders who destroyed the carriage. The sharp spear was like the baton of the god of death, playing the music of death, and the tip of the spear drew sharp electric lights under the moonlight. As countless electric lights flickered, screams rose one after another. The guy was also a murderer, and with a wave of the scimitar in his hand, he immediately cut down the opponent and his weapons. It seemed that there was no doubt that he was indeed holding a sword forged by the Thor.
As for those who attacked the tents, the same fate awaited them. A powerful bow and arrow pierced their hearts with a sharp sound of breaking the air, taking away their lives. This made those who were killed full of questions when they died. In such a dark night, what kind of power guided the arrows to hit their hearts without deviation? Could it be that the legendary messenger of the Nether God stood on their side, holding bows and arrows in his hands to secretly deal with these failed sneakers?
In addition to dealing with all the bows and arrows in the sky, the dagger suddenly drawn from the darkness was also a nightmare for these people. In their eyes, an invisible demon was quickly and nimbly stabbing those of them who were stronger and able to escape the deadly damage caused by the terrifying bow and arrow. The elusive dagger was almost irresistible. They were left with nothing but death.
All of a sudden, countless arrows were shot out of the forest, penetrating the tents and carriages. In the darkness, only the miserable cries of the horses could be heard. What was even more terrifying was that there were several rockets in the bows and arrows, and the rockets were nailed to the tents and carriages and immediately burned.
The burning fire did not pose a threat to them, but the flames illuminated everything around them, exposing their figures to the aiming of the bows and arrows. The next wave of attacks will be more intense and precise.
Due to Ted's quick action, three of the horses pulling the cart were killed, but the others were lucky to survive. The beloved thoroughbred that Ivan cared about the most was more alert than any other horse, and it had long since hid where the arrows could not be shot.
However, just relying on the cover of the two carriages could only dodge for a while, and the other party had already swerved in both directions, so there was nothing to hide in those two directions. For the current situation, Mr. Hyde's magical bow and arrow skills were also useless. The only thing he could rely on was Herbert's unpredictable skills.
In fact, Herbert had already hidden into the jungle, and the screams one after another proved his results. However, the person who commanded this sneak attack obviously did not want their prey to escape alive. The bows and arrows did not stop at all, and they flew one after another.
"Boss, I'll rush out and fight with them." Ted clutched the spear tightly and said.
"There's no rush now, trust Herbert, he's an expert." No matter when, Mr. Hyde was always confident.
At this moment, the footsteps around him were getting closer and closer, and the arrows nailed to the trees and tents were getting stronger and stronger. Several times, they even pierced through the boards of the carriage. It seemed that the sneakers had charged.
"Ted, pay attention to the left side. You have the highest martial arts here except Herbert. You and Ivan deal with all the guys coming from the right side. You protect Ivan. Ivan, whether you use crossbows or magic, the left side is left to you anyway. Audrey and Hess, you two protect me, and those who attack from the right will be sent by my bow and arrow." Mr. Hyde arranged everything methodically.
Ivan was ready. He drew his wand and held it out to protect his carriage. The spell of the mysterious wind sang softly on his lips.
Ivan didn't know if he could succeed, because he didn't master this kind of magic, but through the resonance of the magical wind, he felt that he seemed to have grasped the trick.
What made him extremely excited was that the magic had succeeded. There was no dazzling light or earth-shattering sound. The wand quietly released a faint mist, and the wind elf slowly pushed the mist forward. The mist slowly spread, dispersing farther and farther.
Suddenly, a figure rushed out and appeared in front of Ivan's eyes. Without thinking, Ivan shot a crossbow. The crossbow was nailed to the man's throat impartially. Ivan's heart twitched, he killed someone. He finally killed someone. His mind went blank in an instant.
Suddenly, a powerful hand pulled him to the ground. Before he could recover, an arrow flew past his ear and stuck heavily into the ground behind him. A man with a bow and arrow was standing five or six steps away, and a long spear pierced through his chest.
"Now is not the time to be stunned." Ted said in Ivan's ear. Ivan thought Ted would be angry, but he didn't expect him to be so calm. However, now is indeed not the time for him to think.
The spear in Ted's hand flew out. Without a doubt, he had no self-defense ability at all, so he had to grab the spear no matter what.
"Cover me." Ted shouted and jumped into the open. He dodged six or seven powerful bows and arrows that could have pinned him to the ground and turned over to the corpse. Arrows were like locusts, and Ted didn't dare to rush back with a spear. The corpse made a good shield, but one arrow still shot through Ted's thigh.
Ted dragged the corpse back to the back of the hidden carriage, pulled the arrow out with his teeth bared, and his trousers were stained red with blood. Ivan stuck his head out and shot a few crossbows one after another, sending the few who rushed ahead into the gate of hell. Fortunately, at this time, the magic just now gradually took effect. The fog spread in a ten-meter radius in front of him. The sneakers who rushed out from there rolled over and fell one after another.
"Ivan, did you do that?" Mr. Hyde asked in a low voice from a distance.
Ivan nodded.
"A few more times, the farther the better." Mr. Hyde continued.
Ted struggled from the ground at the head's command. He took the bow and arrow from the body and said, "Ivan, do as the head says. I'll cover you, quick."
Of course, Ivan knew that this was a race against time, and any delay could cost them their lives. He drew out his wand again and chanted a spell, this time he was going to use the last kind of magic. Although this kind of magic is very long, once it is successfully cast, the effect is obviously much more obvious than the one just now. The one just now was too slow, but there was no way, after all, they were at a disadvantage, and those sneakers chose to attack in this direction, obviously taking this into account.
A drop of water flew into the forest, fell to the ground silently, and then spread silently. Another drop. The sneakers fell one after another mysteriously, which couldn't help but attract the commander's attention. In fact, he felt a little baffled, how could there be such a powerful opponent all of a sudden?
The information provided by that person did not say that the guys to be killed were a few people disguised as businesspeople, but those guys were quite powerful, and there was a mage among them, but he was a prophet and had no attack power. Why did two such powerful mages suddenly appear now? The mages here inexplicably let their subordinates fall one by one, and it was impossible to rescue them. And there was also a mage there who was an illusionist, and none of his subordinates could get close to the carriage.
What was even more surprising was that they each possessed an incomparably powerful expert. The one who used the longsword was astonishingly superb in swordsmanship, and only two or three people in the entire Franz could contend with such superb swordsmanship. The other guy was even more terrifying, he was simply an invisible demon, and his fighting method was terrifying, it was simply a unilateral killing.