Otherworldly Time Thieves

240 Chapter 3 It’s a Miserable Victory ([-])
Ralph waved the long knife in his hand, and his steps were erratic, giving off a ghostly feeling, as he kept wrestling with Hamilton beside him.

This kind of footwork is unique to Ralph. Because of his ghostly shape, Ralph got a nickname in the Slant Forward Squadron: Ghost Wolf!

Being so entangled by Ralph, Hamilton also had to devote part of his mind to guard against his attack, so he couldn't support the siege of several people.

But at this moment, Lao Zhu, who was still three meters away from him, suddenly appeared behind him, stabbing him in the back with a backstab.

Hamilton was shocked, what happened to the shadow in front?Could it be that his speed has reached this point?Holy rank thief! ?
He would never have thought that this was the result of Lao Zhu's time acceleration.

Thinking that the opponent might be a holy rank thief, Hamilton's back was immediately wet with sweat!He who didn't dare to hold back anymore, at the moment when Lao Zhu's dagger stabbed him, a powerful force of fighting spirit suddenly burst out!

When his vindictiveness was promoted to the holy rank, the magic element fused was the fire element, so it looked fiery red. After this explosion, the vindictiveness all over his body seemed to be burning, forming a blooming gorgeous flower. safflower.

Lao Zhu was disturbed by Hamilton's sudden burst of fighting energy. The stab only pierced his armor, and after two centimeters into his skin, he could no longer move forward.

As soon as he thought that his back was almost pierced, Hamilton became angry from embarrassment. The slender rapier in his hand stood up, and a flame-like grudge shot up from it immediately. Then his eyes flashed and he let out a loud drink.

"Blade flurry!!!"

Hamilton's sword was surprisingly fast, and he swung it in front of him in a disorderly manner. Every time he swung, a fiery red fighting spirit swung out from the slender thorn sword, and immediately spread a sword around him. The picture of flying air.

Lao Zhu, who had been besieging Hamilton, and a dozen other orcs and barbarians, after Hamilton's move, hurriedly protected their vitals in shock.

The fiery red sword energy immediately tore apart the steel armor they were wearing without any hindrance, and then cut open their skin, causing everyone to be dripping with blood, and all of them were injured immediately.

Lao Zhu's pupils constricted for a while: The fighting power of the holy rank powerhouse is so strong!
A big move forced back the besieging crowd, Hamilton immediately pulled back and flew back, left the battlefield without looking back, and disappeared into the distance.

It's just that there was always scarlet blood flowing out of his back, which had already dyed the back of his armor red.

This is the knife that Old Zhu stabbed him, and it happened to be the dagger with the curse of healing and difficulty attached...

Hamilton ran away, ran so gracefully, swung his rapier, and did not take away a single Salmonro...

Lao Zhu and the others didn't dare to pursue. The siege just now caused everyone to suffer serious injuries. This was unexpected by Lao Zhu, so he didn't dare to force Hamilton to desperately.

(End of this chapter)