Chapter 240
The three people who rushed out of the alley rushed straight toward the city gate without looking back.
Isaac, who has never been good at sports, feels that his lungs are about to burn, sucking in air, and the wind blowing on him makes him inferior to his eyes.
"I, I said, are we safe?" Out of breath Isaac opened his mouth: "If that happens, maybe we can slow down a little bit, wait Peter And..."
"Boom——!"
The sudden explosion caused Isaac, who was almost collapsed in fright, to stuff the second half of the sentence in his throat. A dozen assassins passed through the crowd and rushed towards them!
Screaming, wailing, exploding, running away... The bustling street at the moment was in chaos, and the babbling crowd fled in disorder, but they still couldn’t stop the assassins who had rushed forward. .
Isaac Grantham, who sees the killers getting closer and closer, never feels that death is so close, for the first time has a special impulse, an impulse to run desperately!
But apparently this simple survival instinct does not make his weak body lighter all of a sudden-an assassin behind him has rushed in front of him, terrified to the death of Isaac, who has already accepted his life. I closed my eyes!
next moment, he felt something "slimy" spilling on his face.
Am I dead...
Gritting his teeth and opening his eyes, the wizard saw the surprised face of assassin and the long sword sticking out of his mouth!
As the ghost-like appearance of Vera pulled out the Blood Sword, the ragged assassin collapsed to the ground.
"Take him away!" Roaring Vera has two more gray and blue patterns under her eyes. She holds swords in her hands to block three people behind her: "Leave these dregs for me!"
p>"I, I...can anyone explain to me..." Isaac, who had never seen such a scene before, was dumbfounded, feeling the blood on his face in a daze. And Jarvan and Ivan have also pulled out their weapons and guarded beside him nervously.
As she turned around, five or six silhouettes had rushed through the chaotic crowd and launched a surprise attack on the isolated night watchman.
But Vera is faster than them!
It flashed past the crowd like a shadow. The dagger in the left hand of the night watchman was gone, and the next moment hit the face of Assassin. Vera volleyed the corpse directly up ahead, taking advantage of the momentum. Threw another guy who wanted a sneak attack to the ground.
Cut the throat with one knife!
"Take him away, did you hear me?!"
Isaac who heard the roar of the red-haired girl, looked at his hands full of blood, and finally realized the situation a little bit After passing, there is no hesitation.
Run!
The legs are soft, dizzy and tinnitus, nose and sweat are dripping, and the lungs seem to be about to explode... But none of this can hinder Isaac's desire to escape.
At this moment, there are only two things left in his mind, which is running crazily all the time.
First of all, someone really wants to kill himself now;
Secondly, I really don't want to die that much now!
The piercing whistling sound rang in the wind, and a crossbow bolt almost swept past his cheek-if in normal times, he might mock the opponent's skills as more clumsy than weapons, and spend a few more minutes Min despised a certain iron maker who made this inferior weapon, and joked about two cold jokes by the way.
But now he just wants to run, desperately!
Vera in the crowd is already stretched out. More and more enemies and the chaotic crowd around her make her have no time to look after her. There are also a few more bruises on her shoulders and back, and bones are deeply visible.
All she can do now is to drag the enemies next to her as much as possible. The red-haired girl in the melee only had time to look far away, and could still vaguely see the silhouette of the crowd running towards the city gate.
But at that moment, the sharp-eyed Vera simultaneously noticed several assassins hiding in the crowd. She raised her crossbow and aimed it at Isaac Grantham, who was fleeing in a panic.
The back of the red-haired girl is cold, as if she has fallen into a trap.
"No——!!!"
Isaac, who still didn't notice that he was being targeted, was thrown down by a silhouette next to him without any reaction, long ago The genius wizard with weak legs touched his face first.
"Don't kill me, I don't want to die!"
Isaac Grantham, lying on the ground, was so embarrassed, holding head nosebleeds, and his broken forehead was still bleeding. He yelled as if he was about to die, Liushen Wuzhu, panicked like a squirrel, trembling all over his body.
Then he found that he was still alive.
Shaking and opening his eyes, Isaac finally saw the "culprit" who had just threw himself down-the wizard apprentice named Jarvan, still standing there, keeping pushing him until that moment. His innocent eyes were looking at him, and the silhouette trembled.
And there are arrows all over his body.
Isaac stared wide-eyed panting and panicking. The "surprised" and Jarvan looked at each other, looking at his red dyed clothes.
"Quick...Go..."
The only fear left in Jarvin's eyes with trembling lips, and next moment, he doesn't even have any fear left-flying crossbow arrows Piercing into the eye socket, the arrow made of wrought iron pierced the skull, protruding a little from the back of his head.
"Quick...Go..."
The low groan became his last words. The body filled with crossbow arrows fell powerlessly, leaving only one eyeball. It was also defeated.
Wait... the shivering Isaac twitched his throat fiercely, and his heart seemed to pop out in the next second. He didn't dare to lower his head because he could touch it, and there seemed to be a ball in his arms.
That's a "face", Ivan's "face"...
Because he just saw the corpse that fell beside him, the headless body... Just when Jarvan threw him down, he saw Ivan pounce on another assassin.
Then, there was another corpse beside him...with no head, still "trembling".
Isaac is "scared", he has seen those illusions countless times in his dreams, he has seen dead people have seen those "terrifying" scenes...
But there is still a word in this world—Compared with reality, our imagination is always so poor.
"aaahhhh——!!!"
Isaac Grantham, who was in extreme fear, yelled, looking at the assassin who was rushing towards him in despair as if he had confessed his fate, coldly sword edge to my cheek!
But the sword stopped.
Assassin desperately wants to stab the sword in his hand, but is always unable to move even a little bit. Her cheeks were purplish, her eyes protruding as if her throat were pinched, her mouth grew, but she couldn't breathe!
Isaac turned his head abruptly, and an indifferent wizard was behind him, holding an opened incantion book under the dark cloak, and the right hand wand was shining with gray and blue rays of light.
"Guards, in the name of the nine-pointed star wizard tower and the freedom council, take down this group of scum!"
while speaking, patrol guards from nowhere suddenly swarmed in Through a chaotic street, set up crossbows and shields, and shot and killed the assassins dressed as beggars one by one!
Unexpected assassins immediately moved towards the chaotic crowd fleeing, the crossbow arrows behind them still did not let them go—amid the screams and wailing, the guards holding shields and broadswords quickly moved towards the street The crowd separated, leaving only a mess and corpse.
The screaming assassins fell one by one. Vera, lying in the middle of the enemy, just cut the enemy’s throat and found that she was surrounded. At least ten crossbowmen were holding the cross. The bow is pointed at himself.
The anxious Vera looked towards Isaac who was paralyzed on the ground, only to find that this guy was actually chatting with the wizard who took the lead!
What's the situation? !
"Bird Lyle? I know the name, which means that I know you?" Isaac stared at this guy who looked like Mentor Dalton Kander with several points of eyes wide open." Have you been to the old man's house that smokes a pipe?"
"You must be the Fresswalker Master, Lord Isaac Grantham." Byrd Lyle's stiff face was forcibly squeezed out. With a smile, he proactively extended his right hand to Isaac: "Trust me, you are safe from now on."
"Under the shelter of the nine-pointed star wizard tower and the Corona family, no one I can hurt you again!" Smiling Bird Lyle suddenly wrinkled frowned, and looked towards the still motionless, suffocated assassin that was foaming at the mouth, suddenly raised his voice:
" And anyone who dares to hurt a wizard in Eboden, no matter who he is, he has to pay the price——!!!"