Chapter 863 (2/2)
”Dong!”
The bell rang again.
The white assassin pushes away the crowd and walks slowly towards the execution platform.
”Dong!” ”Dong!” ”Dong”
The bell rings continuously. Although the interval of the bell is exactly the same, the melody of the background music is getting faster and faster. The white Assassin's action is also getting faster and faster. Later, he even turns into a virtual shadow and suddenly crosses the crowd to the front of the execution platform.
”Whoosh!”
The white Assassin's Crossbow flies out a arrow, straight to the throat of the left Paladin. At the same time, he steps up to the scaffold and jumps up!
Time, as if in this moment fixed frame.
”Keng!”
There was a crisp sound of metal friction. The white assassin was like an eagle spreading his wings. On his left wrist, a sleeve sword came out.The Templars ready to draw their swords against the enemy.
The fallen body.
A flustered crowd.
The ringing of a bell.
In the extremely chaotic environment, the white assassin was not affected. The sleeve sword of his left hand pierced the throat of the Knights Templar instantly!
”Dong!”
The bell rang and the dust settled.
Everything around seemed to be quiet. The people under the execution platform were in panic, but their expressions were frozen on their faces, and the screams that had been squeezed in their throats could not be shouted out.
The white assassin drew out his sleeve sword and stroked the knight's face with his right hand.
”Rest in peace.” He seemed to be muttering.
The melody suddenly became tense, and the guards around rushed in swarms, and the white assassin had rushed towards the square like an arrow leaving the string.
He easily climbed to the roof, climbed the eaves and walked along the walls, and settled down the guards who blocked the road cleanly. At last, he came to a closed city gate.
Several guards, armed with long swords, approached him carefully.
But just when guards thought assassins were cornered, gate opened.
”Dong!”
The last bell rings.
A group of Christians in white robes entered from the other side of the gate. In a second, the white assassin disappeared.
The soldiers were still searching in vain, but no white assassin could be found.
Only the eagle was left flying above the city.
A moment later, the eagle found the figure of the assassin in white.
He has left the city and is moving far away.
Data flow swept by again, and everything around it changed rapidly again.
From a prosperous city-state to a bloody battlefield.
Countless Templars with spears are charging forward bravely, some of them are falling and others are filling in.
But their enemies
Just
One person.
The one who was besieged by the Templars was a customer service figure wearing dark thorns. Judging from his beard under his hood, he was over half a hundred years old, but he was still reaping the lives of the Knights of the temple as if he were the most terrible murderer.
He was as nimble as a cat, unhurriedly avoiding the attack of the knights, and then the left and right double sleeve swords pierced the throat of every knights.