Eighth Crown

"Sheila... dead?"

Each of the four people on the stage looked at the separated corpses under the stage in disbelief, and then reacted abruptly. The three of them quickly pulled away from their own affairs, and reached out to grab the Teigu that was put aside.

The last swordsman, who likes to cut people, pulled out the long knife around his waist in an instant and slashed at the cloaked man under the stage.

His swordsmanship should not be bad, the sword he wields is full of sharpness and murderous aura, but his murderous aura is too obvious and deliberate, and can be easily caught by others.

"Shh!"

The figure of the man in the cloak instantly disappeared in place, leaving an afterimage at an unimaginable speed, and the Hese double knives in his hands slashed towards the three people on the stage.

One of the naked men stretched out his hand towards the machete-shaped Teigu a few meters away. Among the insults just now, he was the most oblivious, and he was the farthest away from Teigu at the moment.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

He tried his best to drive his body, trying to quickly grasp the Teigu on the ground several meters away.

But it is a pity that the cloaked man chose him as his next target.

At an unimaginable speed, the distance of more than ten meters flashed away, and Hese's long knife turned into an arrow from the string, stabbing him in the chest straight.

The huge force penetrated his heart instantly, causing him to fall on his back with a "bang" in a burst of disbelief and consternation, and there was no more breath.

Less than three seconds into the opening, the Wild Hounds took two out of five.

"Damn, look at the trick!"

But at this moment, the remaining two finally held their respective Teigu again, and together with the swordsman who reacted first, surrounded the cloaked man in the center and launched a siege against him.

A fat man dressed as a dramatic clown, his Tegu is a spherical Tegu with a total of six pieces, called Quick Throw Ranma · Big Pitcher, each sphere has different attributes, and can launch attacks with different attributes after throwing it. And it will automatically fly back to the holder's hand.

"The Jade of Thunder!"

He violently threw a blue sphere at the cloaked man, causing it to release electric sparks in mid-air, attacking in the direction of the cloaked man.

"Humph."

The cloaked man snorted coldly, and then the figure disappeared again.

It's not that the speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn't see it, but that it made itself invisible, so that the eyes couldn't see it.

The lightning released by the blue sphere suddenly fell into the air, and finally flew back to the fat clown's hands without an inch.

"Disappeared? Can't even catch the breath?! What a terrible assassin!"

The first swordsman was secretly surprised.

He is not an imperial envoy, but a pure swordsman, but his strength is not inferior to other imperial envoys, or even surpassed. His frontal combat ability is second to none among the wild hounds.

But it is precisely because he is a pure swordsman that he can perceive the horror of the cloaked man. Under the circumstance of hiding his figure, he still has no trace of vindictiveness and killing intent. Such an assassin can't catch the other side's figure at all. It seems to be hidden in any corner in front of them, and it may jump out at any time to kill them.

This kind of feeling, as if the whole world is against itself, once there is any change, the huge oppressive force will be shrouded like a natural disaster, making people unable to move, unable to resist.

The two corpses on the ground are their example.

"The Jade of the Storm!"

The clown took out a sphere again, but this time, instead of throwing it out, he placed it around himself, causing a tornado-like wind to surround him.

"Jade of Storms Jade of Storms Jade of Storms!"

The sphere flew back into his hand and was thrown out, flew back again and threw it out again, and he kept the small tornado by his side, daring not to have the slightest fault.

In this way, as long as someone gets close, he can find it and fight back.

"His heart is broken."

The swordsman thought silently in his heart.

But this can't blame him, not to mention that mentally distorted pervert, even he himself is a little scared, he has never encountered such a terrifying assassin in his life.

"I thought that the legend of the so-called [Necromancer] was nothing more than that, but I didn't expect to use my life as a bet to realize this fact."

To speak of the impact on the imperial regime, of course, the threat of night raids is greater.

But when it comes to the threat to the high-ranking officials and generals of the empire, the undead can ride the dust and leave everyone behind, even Esdes is no match for him.

"Damn, I too...!"

The only female in the Wild Hounds, she holds a microphone-shaped Tegu in her hand. This Teigu is called Earth Singing Heavy Pressure. The sound through it can be turned into ultrasonic waves, sending the opponent's bones to the ground. All crushed.

After seeing the clown forming a storm around her to protect herself, she seemed to be inspired. She didn't even have time to wear clothes, so she held the microphone in her hand and tried to activate it——

"small--"

However, before the swordsman could fully shout out the warning sound, a sword light appeared in front of her eyes, illuminating her vision.

Then, before the panic rose in her heart, the light of the knife swept across her neck, a big head flew up instantly, and the naked body fell to the ground under a sway.

Wild Hound, one more member.

"Damn! Stop being arrogant!"

The clown's face was extremely ugly, and his companions who died one after another caused him great stimulation. He continuously threw the sphere on his body in the direction of the cloaked man, causing flames, thunder, and ice to explode on the ground one after another. The stage was devastated.

"Is your stamina almost exhausted?"

A hoarse voice came from under the cloak, and with an unimaginably flexible pace, he easily avoided the various spheres thrown out, making the clown's face even more ugly.

The Storm Jade that he threw in a row before did make him survive for a while from the cloaked man's knife, and he did not choose him as the primary target, but the continuous use of Teigu also caused a huge consumption of his physical strength.

Five seconds later, the clown's head also fell to the ground.

The swordsman has lost the idea of ​​reminding aloud. His reminders have no effect in the face of this invisible enemy. In the end, he can rely on the knife in his hand.

"Jiang Xue, I will sacrifice the blood of this assassin for you today!"

The swordsman was stroking the long sword in his hand as if he was stroking his lover, and at the same time, he was murmuring silently.

"Ah."

The figure of the man in the cloak disappeared again, and there were only mocking laughter from all directions, "You can't win against me, and your Jiang Xue is destined to be broken tonight."

The swordsman flicked his wrist, and an angry look appeared on his face.

It's okay to insult him, but not his knife!

"Chong!"

Hese's double knives were handed out from mid-air and swung at him in a deadly arc.

Half a minute later, the knife broke and the swordsman fell.

Wild Hound, all killed.

Sorry for the wait. I was a little busy today. I was busy going on a blind date in the morning. I felt a headache when I couldn’t adapt to the temperature difference in my hometown. Then my home network was broken again, and it was only repaired until now. This is the first chapter, and two more chapters will be posted later.