On the Seven Towers

Ye Zi might be able to fight with the cautious Orva with the help of the anti-shadow gun, but she was very exhausted under the siege of the other two swordsmen and crossbowmen. She knew in her heart that the opponent's killing move had not yet been used, and there were two other demon assassins hiding in the dark, so she had to be extremely alert to their sudden appearance.

She knew that these people did not want to take her life. If she fought to the death, she would probably be defeated.

Suddenly she found that the high-level assassin in front of her became a little slow, as if he was shocked by what was happening in front of him. The two people around him also became absent-minded.

"That woman is a birdman! Damn it, Lord Orva, we can't dawdle here anymore, we must quickly subdue this woman. Look there!" The assassin holding the crossbow shouted.

"Birdman?" Orva looked up. "War angel? Damn, how could these annoying guys be involved? Does anyone know her! Who is she?"

"Looking like she is holding two swords, that should be Metatron. She is holding the Judgment and Guardian swords." The assassin said before.

"What realm is she in?"

"Maybe high-level, maybe master..., but all war angels practice both magic and martial arts, and inherit artifacts. Their strength cannot be judged by realm..."

Ye Zi took advantage of the assassin holding the crossbow to take Orva's attack, flew a few meters away, turned around and pierced the throat of the man who was speaking.

But she forced a breakthrough, revealing a flaw, and was also stabbed by a magic assassin who appeared from invisibility, leaving a two-inch long wound on her arm. If it weren't for the shield provided by the shadow gun to reduce the damage, this knife would be enough to hurt the muscles and make her right hand unable to fight again.

Ye Zi turned over and stood firm, blocking Orva's attack with a trickle, and then forced him back a few steps with a counterattack, and then looked at Mei and Javier with his peripheral vision. Javier was wrapped in a barrier, jumping up and down to cheer her up. Maybe in his opinion, he was quite powerful against five people alone?

But Mei's appearance at this time surprised her a little. She was already floating in the air, with dozens of wings made of floating light bands extending from her back. Her posture was elegant and noble, just like an angel in movies and games. She used the two swords in her hands as a pen to draw complex arcs in the air and cast magic.

This kind of support from the air is difficult to dodge and counterattack. No wonder the enemy would be confused by her appearance.

"Don't hold back, kill this woman." Orva said decisively.

However, this sentence was a little late. Metatron in the sky had already released magic. Orva and others felt their bodies sink, and their speed suddenly slowed down, and then a sense of weakness surged into their limbs.

Ye Zi knew that this was Mei controlling the rhythm of the battle. When she reached her limit, she would slightly reduce the enemy's strength.

Suddenly, she heard two footsteps from an empty position on the left, as if someone was hit by magic while running and jumping. She staggered and immediately used her gun to hit an invisible assassin, knocking him to the ground without any defense. Ye Zi determined the position of the man based on the sound of the landing.

The pure white gun head stabbed fiercely, and blood suddenly overflowed in the air. A moment later, a twitching human body appeared on the ground.

"Damn it!" Orva led the remaining two people to resist Metatron's negative magic to besiege Ye Zi, but at this time Ye Zi seemed to be getting smoother and smoother. Not only was the attack power getting stronger and stronger, but the connection of the moves was also getting smoother and smoother. She felt that the fighting power in her body was getting more and more solid, and those powers began to overflow from the surface of the body and entangled with the protective energy of the shadow gun. A flowing air mass formed around her.

Ye Zi felt that her mind was connected to this air mass. Faintly, the nature of her fighting spirit had changed.

When the demon assassin used the acceleration technique on herself and broke through to Ye Zi's side, hoping to disrupt her rhythm with a close-range quick attack, Ye Zi's mind moved, and the air mass suddenly exploded at this moment, forming sharp air arrows, all of which were greeted by the demon assassin.

The demon assassin was hit with a bloody hole and fell down screaming, while Ye Zi completed a breakthrough on the battlefield and became a genuine mid-level warrior.

While the other two were also confused by the air arrows, she took advantage of the new strength in her body, and with the entanglement of the spear, she knocked away the weapon of the last mid-level assassin. In his desperate eyes, she stabbed the opponent's forehead with a blue dragon claw.

Orva waited for Ye Zi's moves to be old, and slashed at her body with a knife. Ye Zi dodged sideways, but failed to avoid it, and was severely cut in the waist and abdomen in front of her body.

But she was already fighting like crazy at this time, totally ignoring her own wounds, throwing away the long spear in her hand that was difficult to turn back, pouring fighting spirit into her arms, and punching the opponent's chest with both fists. Orva had never expected that the opponent would abandon his artifact long spear and fight with fists. Orva, an assassin who was good at attacking secretly, was stunned by this close-range fighting style. After four or five moves, his short knife was taken away, and then Ye Zi used the knife as a spear and stabbed it into his chest.

Ye Zi stood in the arena, surrounded by five assassins dead. She had more than a dozen scars of varying sizes on her body, the most tragic of which were the two severe injuries on her abdomen and back, with blood gushing out, which had reached the level of being fatal to ordinary people.

A pool of blood soon accumulated under her feet.

"Ah..." Ye Zi felt the pain all over her body at the same time, making her scream miserably.

"Sister Ye Zi." The barrier around Javier had dissipated, and he rushed over to release the healing spell in his ring on her.

"Wait a minute!" Metatron folded his wings and landed in front of Ye Zi. She stopped Javier and said, "Wait for us to leave this space first. Little Ye, as the winner, you only need a thought to let us go back."

Ye Zi was about to faint, but she still forced herself to give orders. The next moment, the three of them returned to the carriage. The moment she came back, Ye Zi suddenly found that her pain was not so severe, and her spirit seemed to have recovered a lot.

"Look at your wound again." Mei said.

Ye Zi looked down at her abdomen and found that although the wound was still there, it had miraculously closed and scabbed.

"This is another function of the God of War Arena, collecting the life energy of the dead and healing the body and spirit of the winner. Although these assassins did not have much life energy left when they died, there were five of them after all. I think your wound has healed for the most part. Little Javier, you can start now." Mei pointed to Javier's healing ring.

The latter quickly cast a spell on Ye Zi's remaining wounds.

"Thank you, Mei. If it weren't for you helping me, I wouldn't have survived."

"You proved yourself." Mei helped her lean back on the seat in the carriage, "As a newcomer, you did a pretty good job."

Ye Zi quickly fell asleep under the halo of healing magic.

Mei looked at her profile and said in her heart: Come on, my Valkyrie, you don't have much time left before others know your identity.