Chapter 211
The roar of anger, the scream of fear, yelling like a fly.
The nobles and wizards who were panicked in the explosion, flames and smoke have not yet recovered their sanity from the shock, and a new "panic" soon fell on them!
The roar of the flames seems to be a signal. In an instant, a few guards with blood in their hands covered their necks and twitched to the ground. Screams and screams continued to be heard in the smoke and flames. Among the crowd, there are constantly silhouettes popping out!
Standing at the corner of the banquet hall, Loren squinted his eyes-from the first point of view, there are at least two, no... it should be four!
Four masked black clothed persons rushed out of the smoke and dust, brandishing knives and broadswords snatched from the guards, and rushed up ahead extremely quickly to the crowd that had become a mess.
Their movements were so fast that they were almost unimaginable, so that the guards who stepped forward had no room to parry, and they were killed silently.
"There are assassins! Stop them!"
At this moment, someone finally reacted, shouting and crying for help one after another. The guards on both sides of the banquet hall moved towards the round table and gathered together. Amidst the alarm, more guards poured into the banquet hall from the corridor and outside the door. Through the windows, the garden was full of fully armed silhouettes!
The Bellini family, who has experienced an invasion and was almost succeeded by the other party, is obviously well prepared-in the face of such a large-scale blockade, even Loren himself dare not say that it is full Escape with confidence.
But if you can't stop it, no amount of guards will make any sense!
Ability to be incredibly agile, with the faintly visible blue stripes on the cheeks, and the almost iconic black gloves on his left hand-the black hair wizard certainly knows that these assassins are who are you.
Route Infinite's night watchman!
The guards who came in a hurry are basically impossible to be the opponents of these night watchmen, and they can't even stop them. With continuous screams, one after another corpses fell in a pool of blood amidst howling.
The panic and chaotic crowd was completely messed up. Even if there are a few Knights or nobles who are willing to help, they are surrounded by guests who only know how to scream, don’t Even the sword can't be pulled out after speaking.
Assassin, who emerged from the smoke and dust, also ignored the guests, slaughtering the guards in front of them frantically, moving towards up ahead and rushing over.
At this moment, everyone understood what was going on.
"They are going to assassinate Aalto!" Verlo Bellini hiding around the guests screamed heartbreakingly, like a little girl in fear: "Go and protect Aalto. , Must not let these lunatics touch half of his vellus hair——!!!"
Just after shouting, Verlo went directly under the dining table beside him, covering his mouth desperately. trembling with fear curled up and motionless.
He didn't need to "command" at all, the guards who had caught up around him had already surrounded Alto Bellini. It's just that the genius alchemist hasn't recovered from the horror just now. No matter how the people around him slapped him on the shoulder, he always stood silly on the spot.
"pu ——!"
The guard in front of him wailed and fell to the ground, and plasma gushed. Feeling a sticky Alto Bellini on his cheeks, he raised his right hand tremblingly. As far as he could see, there was a bright red in his palm, and the dagger-wielding assassin had arrived in front of him!
"aaahhhh——!!!"
The screaming Aalto finally regained consciousness, facing the ferocious assassin, the alchemist retreated behind him in horror, desperately Want to avoid.
The cold dagger tore open the fresh red dress, the battered and exhausted Aalto fell to the ground, and the assassin who was shot down wanted to continue to catch up, but the surrounding guards had already gathered. Blocked Aalto behind him.
The genius alchemist lying on the ground, looks miserable like a dog falling into the water. His frightened face is completely devoid of the demeanor and calmness of at first. He only knows to crawl backwards desperately, using both hands and feet. , Even flutter and roll.
At this moment, the guards from outside have poured in, completely sealed off the entire banquet hall, and began to contain the assassin present-at this moment, even if they can really succeed, It is absolutely impossible to escape!
The chaotic hall gradually returned to order. The guards who came in opened a "block line" between the banquet hall and the round table, blocking the four assassins in the middle.
At this moment, this sudden riot seems to have come to an end, no matter how powerful they are, it is impossible to deal with so many people at the same time-these guards are not the appearance of the city guard, but the genuine , A mercenary who sells and sells blood!
The situation has returned to calm, but Loren has the illusion that it is not over yet—since he has the courage to break into the banquet, it is impossible to anticipate such a situation.
Also...how did these people get in? !
The four assassins surrounded by groups seemed to have given up resistance and threw away their weapons one after another. The guards around were still surrounded with vigilance. After seeing the skills of these assassins, no one dared to step forward.
Or...These assassins are just blindfolds, and Alto Bellini is not their real goal? !
"Boom——!!!"
At the moment when everyone relaxes, the second explosion "comes as promised"-the four assassins who got the signal from Pulling out the short blade from the sleeve and rushing towards all directions, the scream of the sharp blade through the throat sounded again.
It’s now!
A "waiter" hiding in the crowd cautiously took out a dagger from his sleeve. The sharp short blade exudes dim-blue rays of light under the glow of the fluorite lamp. His poison can make the wound unable to heal, causing the person who blocked him to lose blood and die.
"What are you doing, go to the back and hide!"
A guard who spotted him hurriedly came forward to remind him. He directly held his shoulders-before he could react, the blue dagger had pierced his throat!
The indifferent "waiter" pushed away the dying guard, and he was covered in blood, but he had an immature face and round eyes.
Peter Fasha!
He no longer cared about the panicking crowd around him, and he didn't even have any concealment. Only the holy blood potion in the enamel bottle was left in his sight, and he ran away in big strides.
This is the last chance. The night watchman has already failed here once, and he must not fail a second time!
Peter Fasa's will is extremely firm-the surrounding guards have been completely restrained by the four night watchmen, he only needs to deal with a few trash fish, and then take the medicine away from the banquet hall That's it.
All for the night watchman, for the Sackland Empire!
"The waiter is a fake, stop him!"
Hiding under the table, the sharp-eyed Verlo Bellini immediately noticed the silhouette of Peter Fasar , Yelled and screamed: "He wants to take the Holy Blood Elixir--!"
Damn bastard, I should stab him first!
Peter of gnashing teeth has fierce eyes, but he doesn't look back-not only is he afraid of being recognized, but more importantly, he has no time!
The surrounding guards have gathered towards him, Peter opened his left hand in a hurry, and the light blue rune floating in his palm was instantly crushed.
"Beyond Perception"——!
The sudden change in his body made Peter feel dizzy, but he didn't have time to adapt. The dagger of the right hand was in front of him, in a flash brought down the guard who leaped on him, and threw the broadsword that grabbed him behind him, and opened another guy who wanted to sneak attack himself from the middle, spewing out. Plasma stained this indifferent child's face.
Just the last few steps, the potion is close at hand!
No longer caring about the guards who are catching up behind him, and trying his best to the Holy Blood Potion in front of you, you can catch it with just one hand!
But he will always be impossible to go further.
"The Will of Rock"——!
In an instant, the rocky wall suddenly rose up, and Peter Fasa hit the wall severely. The painful right hand and shoulder made him impossible to move.
But what really made him unable to "unable to move" was another silhouette at the end of his sight-raising the wand in his hand, with a smile of harboring malicious intentions on his face.
Ain Rand ——? !