And in the next moment, there were more sounds of sword clashing from around their camp.
The friction between the metal and the metal also sputtered bright sparks under the dark sky.
There were no hoarse shouts, no miserable whines, only the sounds of weapons being exchanged one after another.
Those enemies didn't love to fight, they just seemed to be performing, attacking with almost no killing intent.
This was just a feint, not even a feint, just to test their skills and confirm the approximate location of their camp.
While Litton was thinking silently in his heart, he also dealt with the attack of the assassin in front of him somewhat perfunctorily.
Of course, it is only for ordinary soldiers to say that it is a feint attack.
The assassin in front of him suddenly accelerated, turning into a swift afterimage.
And the dagger that shone with cold light also drifted to his neck like a silent black smoke.
Under that gap, the originally lazy muscle memory and vision were almost absolutely unable to react to the stab speeding up countless times in an instant.
clang------
However, the random movement that seemed to have been expected, just like waving a mosquito, happened to block the silver-white sword body on the path of the dagger, making the faint green light The tip of the knife got stuck in front of the blade, and it couldn't get in any more.
Even those companions who waited for an opportunity and rushed over after their sudden outburst were stopped by those knights.
why?
Litton, who seemed to have noticed the doubt in the eyes of the assassin in front of him, pushed the dagger away, and finally spoke slowly.
"Maybe you can deliberately suppress your speed, but the skills of using daggers, the habit of attacking, and the reaction to attacks, these instinctive reactions cannot be hidden."
"You are indeed an excellent and powerful assassin."
He didn't know whether he was praising or expressing emotion, which also made the assassin in front of him feel a little bit of astonishment.
But then her gaze turned cold, and she attacked him like an illusory shadow at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Not only the dagger in his hand, but also the calf he kicked and the forearm waving turned into murder weapons, from which flew out a green blade soaked in venom, and swept towards Litton. come over.
And she also took out another dagger from her waist, so that the two cold knife tips were like poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity, lingering in the deadly places such as his heart and arteries, ready to bite directly at any time , Let the life characteristics in his body disappear.
However, the long sword in Litton's hand also waved like a blazing sun, driving away those vicious blades attacking from all directions.
Beheading tactics...
Litton raised an arm, blocking the sharp whip kick of the assassin in front of him with a faint sound of piercing through the air.
And the blade protruding from the calf was also directly smashed under the protection of the gauntlet wrapped in magic power, turning into scattered small fragments and falling to the ground.
After all, theoretically speaking, besides Master Neil who sits in the rear, he is the commander-in-chief on the surface.
Out of the corner of his eye, he also looked at the surrounding soldiers who were fighting with the attackers.
Obviously, the attackers encountered by those who had appeared in the brave exhibition match were stronger and more targeted.
However, Litton's somewhat casual attitude seemed to have annoyed the assassin in front of him, making her attacks become more swift.
To focus on something other than the enemy on the battlefield is nothing short of contemptuous.
There was also a hint of sternness in her eyes, and the palm that was holding the dagger tightly loosened slightly in silence.
Just as the distance between the two of them shortened sharply the next time, a small flying blade suddenly popped out from the hand that she swung, and moved towards him within reach. eyes went straight.
Got it.
The assassin thought silently in his heart, and then his eyes widened.
Two fingers with a trace of magic power clamped the small flying blade full of barbs, and stopped it at a distance of almost a millimeter from the eyelids.
How is it possible that even this...
In her eyes widened by astonishment, Litton slightly squeezed two fingers to crush the small flying blade, and said with some emotion.
"Efforts do not lie. With such proficiency in skills, you must have experienced a long period of hard training since you were a child. You have assassinated many powerful targets. You are a very good assassin."
Litton shook his head and said, causing the dagger in the assassin's hand to tremble suddenly, as if he was still preparing to launch the next attack.
But after realizing the difference in strength, she couldn't help but lowered her hand, and made a gesture towards the attackers who were like her around.
After receiving the signal, they stopped fighting with these soldiers, and after a few feints, they broke away and gradually moved away from the surrounding environment.
And the assassin also took a step, turned into an afterimage, like a flickering ghost, and retreated into the border jungle.
"Deputy head, are we going to let them leave just like that?"
A soldier not far from him put down his weapon and said with some doubts.
"They are just a group of decoys who came to confirm their location, and it is useless to stay."
Litton shook his head, and raised his head slightly, looking at the dark sky where even the moonlight could no longer be seen.
"Compared to that, let the mages get ready, they are ready to start the next move."
Recalling the gaze that the assassin had stared at him just before he disappeared, Litton couldn't help but frowned, thinking silently in his heart.
It's just that the skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to be reconciled to.
Volume 451 Deep Sea Chapter: Chapter 451 Chapter [-] Olivier
It's raining.......
If it is in normal times, this is just an ordinary little thing.
It's late summer itself, and it can be said that it is too normal for it to rain in the middle of the night.
But at this time, it seems a little subtle.
The rain will hinder the movement and obscure the sight, and the sound of the water will also hide the sound of the army marching.
It should have been written by that brave hero of Amaretia.
Litton thought silently in his heart, and at the same time began to direct the soldiers to retreat a certain distance.
The other party is obviously here to investigate the base area. After confirming the location and blocking the operation, it is very clear what they want to do next...
"Eugene, are the priests in the rear ready?"
While slightly shielding the rain above his head with his arms, he shouted to Eugene beside him.
"Don't worry, this rain is not enough to block our sight."
Eugene also responded immediately, with a hint of complacency in his tone.
"After all, if we really want to talk about it, Lord God is on our side."
"That's good."
Litton also nodded, and looked behind them.
The soldiers who emerged from the edge of the jungle were wearing a layer of light protection, and the rain seemed to have no effect on them at all.
On the other hand, on their side, the rainwater seeping into the clothes also increased the exhaustion of some of their physical strength.
"Let those self-satisfied bishops take a good look at what is called a priest."
Litton chuckled, and a trace of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
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"Is that so, it really failed?"
Olivier listened to their report, and did not show any surprise.
"After all, that Neil Ron's performance in the Brave Exhibition Competition was amazing. As the deputy head of the Hunter Knights, he must have given way."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as you can confirm their location."
Relying on the location marked on the map by the frontline personnel, she has cast ritual magic that temporarily changes the weather together with other magicians.
Under this heavy rain, their original environmental advantages have disappeared.
At least, compared with them who camped in the rainless forest, those people either hid in the buildings or forcibly moved against the heavy rain. Compared with their own soldiers who were blessed, their mobility has been greatly reduced .
After the intelligence agent left, Olivier also sat alone in the tent, looking at the battle map.
After the end, this heavy rain will also be publicized by the priests of the religious order as Lord God's dissatisfaction with Loharin's rebellion against the religious order...
Thinking of their triumphant expressions at that time, Olivier couldn't help shaking her head.
To be honest, the reason why she made this suggestion was just to bring some comfort to the soldiers who died in this battle.
Although as the opposing party, she should not be qualified to think so.
If it weren't for the request of the family and the Knights, she really didn't want to participate in this war.
The third princess, who holds the name of the saint of the order, was only reduced to their plaything under Rescateje's legal principles in the end.
The so-called saint is not just a name that sounds nice.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a bit of sympathy for the third princess.
After all, she used to have a relationship that should be beautiful.
It's just that under the dogma called family, it has become a scar in my heart.
How long is this going to last.....
Even I have become the person who ruined the happiness of others with my own hands...
The complicated feeling in her heart also made her sigh silently.
However, the sound of footsteps coming from outside the camp made her immediately rub her cheeks, trying to restore her original expression as much as possible.
As the curtain was raised, Alamelia in armor also walked in and said with a smile.
"Olivier, how is the battle going?"
"It's pretty normal."
Seeing that it was her, Olivier's brows became more relaxed.
Although it has not been officially announced yet, the religious order has awarded them the title of "Three Gunners". After this war is over, it will officially promote it to the public.
And for these two friendly companions, she also cherishes and values them very much in her heart.
"You also know that after all, Loharrin is alone, and victory is only a matter of time."
"The only thing to consider is how far the bishops are going to go before they plan to stop."
"I think it's better not to be too careless."
As Alamelia walked over, she looked at the combat map in her hand curiously, reminding her as if she had thought of something.
"To be honest, I always feel that that guy will do something unexpected."
"Neil Ron..."
Olivier frowned.
In a sense, her attitude towards that person was not very good.
The reason for this war is more or less related to the provocation launched by that person to the religious order.
Didn't he know that doing this would not only make the situation of the third princess more dangerous, but also affect the people around him?
"Although he is powerful, he is too alone. Even with Euphemia Rogier and some other knights, it cannot match the number of brave men in the alliance."
"That being said, it's better to be on the safe side."
Alamelia scratched her head while talking, and said a little irritably.
"However, it feels really uncomfortable to swing the blade at your acquaintances..."
"I'm already asking the mages to attack as quickly as possible. The shorter this war lasts, the fewer people will be affected."
"That's right, it would be much easier if we could just fight him and Yuffie and solve the problem."
"Then it's not called war..."
Olivier shook her head lightly.
"It doesn't matter, with this heavy rain and the magic of the priests, Loharin's army should soon fall into decline."
"Wait for Neil Ron and the others to enter the arena, and then we will defeat them as quickly as possible, so that we can quickly deal with them......"
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