Snowstorm in Zalambra (7)

Without any warning, Andrenon, who was extremely excited, felt his scalp tingle. Before he could think about the meaning of his action, his body involuntarily turned towards a broken window high up in the palace behind him.

This beastly intuition had saved him many times.

And just at that moment when he turned his head, a bullet flew past his ear and cheek.

Another bullet penetrated his left chest and exited.

There was no one at that window, and An Lienong saw nothing.

The noisy sound in his ears disappeared within seconds.

He lowered his head and felt the blood on his chest, and blinked in confusion.

Is this...his blood?

How long has it been since he was injured this badly?

I can't remember.

Wu Rui stood up: "It's off."

Cheryl said at the same time: "Got it!"

But soon, Cheryl panicked and said, "How could that happen? I clearly hit it!"

Inger snatched the gun from her hand and looked through the scope. It took him only two seconds to make the final decision: "His heart is on the right side. We have failed. Let's retreat!"

He had no time to lament how unlucky he was.

In an instant, Alex grabbed the three of them by the back of their collars and dragged them to the back.

Several people fell to the ground.

Boom! Bang!

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

The wall near the window was shattered by the sword wind, and the entire wall collapsed downwards.

Inger's adrenaline surged.

Bibi cursed: "Fuck! You can attack from such a distance!"

He picked up the huge axe beside him and blocked the sword wind that was coming again, preventing it from falling on his companions.

[Fuck! The bullet didn't stay in his body, his magic circuit was not blocked! ]

Inger already had his wand in his hand. He stretched out his hand to Alex and shouted, "Grab the people around you and let's go!"

The companions had already subconsciously held hands. Inger glanced at Vera and said, "Hold the child tight." He shouted again, "Alex!"

Alex held Inger's palm with one hand and held Vera in her arms with the other. Ninifer was sleeping soundly in her arms.

Flashing light.

An Lienong spat out a mouthful of blood. Although the bullet did not hit his heart, it still pierced one of his lungs.

Adrenaline made him ignore the pain for the time being, and after randomly slashing out a few sword blows, he raised his sword and jumped directly from the outer wall to the seven or eight-story building.

The room had been chopped out of shape by seven or eight sword gusts, and no one was inside.

An Lienong gritted his teeth and stabbed the sword into the ground, then half-knelt down, holding his chest.

The knights outside came over.

An Lienong's eyes were filled with humiliation and anger. He shouted, "Find those damn assassins for me! I will tear them into pieces!"

Tels also heard the gunshot and the huge collapse.

* “What’s going on?!”

Then I heard my uncle's angry roar.

* “Someone was assassinated?!”

*"Captain! Let's go back!"

Tels hesitated for a moment and said, "No, let's go out!"

He pointed at a person and said, "Go check the situation and report to the leader. Just tell him that I went to chase someone."

*“The rest of you, follow me!”

Although he was very anxious to find Ninifer, he had just searched almost everywhere but couldn't find Ninifer's body. Vera's body should still be alive. He had to stabilize the situation before he could go look for her.

Moreover, he did not expect to catch up with the killer. He did not know where he had gone. There was no way he could catch someone that even An Lienong could not catch.

He just planned to take a quick look outside to see if there were any more ambushes, then report back as soon as possible.

But who would have thought that they ran into the group of assassins not long after they went out.

To be precise, the assassins fell into their own trap.

In the woods, above the thick snow, a group of people appeared out of nowhere in front of them.

"Fuck! I can't hold on any longer!"

The invisibility array and the soundproofing array are both ineffective.

*“Who is that?”

Six people fell from mid-air, literally appearing out of nowhere, and the frightened knights drew their swords immediately.

Tels looked closely and saw that five of them were wearing rabbit masks that could be seen everywhere on the street. One of them was holding something in his arms, wrapped in a cloak.

The rabbit masks were something Uri bought on the street just in case, and Inger made everyone wear them before the action.

Inger was so frightened when he landed that he just activated the random teleportation array in a hurry. Who could have imagined that he would fall directly into the arms of the enemy.

But after seeing who was coming, he acted decisively and pushed Vera out of Alex's arms.

Also including Nineveh in his arms.

*"you!"

Tels was caught off guard, but he saw Vera and Nineveh clearly and quickly took over.

Vera rested her forehead on his shoulder.

Inger took the opportunity to raise his hand, and the wand fell heavily to the ground.

Swirled up by the surging magic power, in the chaotic snowstorm, Tels could only see the deep purple eyes under the mask.

Before the transmission took place, Inger pulled out a book from his arms, threw it to Tels, and said in a low voice in Zalambra:

* “For you.”

* "Wizard?!"

Snow pellets flew into his eyes, and Tels couldn't help squinting. Several people disappeared from his sight again, as if the scene just now was their illusion.

Vera fainted from the excitement and held Ninifer tightly with her arms. Tels held them both and sat down.

*"Captain! Let's chase!"

*"How to chase?! They have wizards!"

Tels picked up the book on the snow.

The yellowed cover reads: The Life of Capital

Even though the revolution was successful, there was no excitement in my heart. Gradually, my heart began to beat violently.

Even if he was a wizard, the speed of casting the spell just now was too fast.

He looked at Nineveh who was sleeping in his arms and pursed his lips.

They didn't know which corner they had jumped to, and all they could see was the cold, dark mountains with snow on top.

Alex put Inger's hood on his head, and the five of them went into the cave at the foot of the mountain.

Alex ran out and gathered a pile of firewood.

Inger dried the moisture out of the wood and lit a bonfire.

"Every second we stop means less hope of escape." Inger said, pinching the magic stone.

The snow and chaos outside will help them, but not for long.

Alex held his hand and said, "Calm down."

Inger then realized that even though he had been talking, his hands were still shaking badly.

All he could think of was the image of himself being pierced through the chest, over and over again.

It was a matter of life and death, and he could never get used to it no matter how many times he did it.

But reason told him that if he panicked at this moment, it would be easy to make wrong judgments.

"Then let's take a good rest before we set off again." Inger looked around.

Wu Rui patted him on the shoulder and went out to stand guard.

Cheryl handed the sniper rifle to her brother and said to Inger with a smile, "Don't be afraid."

Bibidai poked the campfire and said, "You are too timid."

Inger: “…”

Okay, he forgot, for this group of people, life and death speed is a common occurrence, right?

Alex: "Hey, hey, that's enough, you should at least get us out safely."

Inger: “…”

It would be better not to add this sentence!

Although the words were heartwarming, Inger unconsciously relaxed with the company of the four main characters. He slumped down and leaned against the wall.

Inger caught a glimpse of Alex out of the corner of his eye and suddenly realized something.

"Alex! Where's your sword?"

Alex chuckled.

Inger's face fell.

He was not fully awake just now and missed such an important thing.

"Alex!"

【What else does this lunatic want to do? 】

Cheryl stretched out her arms: "This is not the time to argue!"

Alex didn't answer him. He raised his hand towards the cave entrance, and a golden magical aura emanated from his hand.

After a while, there was a loud explosion outside.

A shadow flew over.

Alex pulled his arm back, veins bulging, and gripped the sword tightly.

"It's been a long time since I tasted such delicious blood! This person must have killed a lot of people!"

The blade of the sword was covered with blood that had not yet coagulated and clearly shaped hexagonal snowflakes.

Alex shook off the blood on the sword, held it in front of him, and asked, "Is it done?"

A moment ago.

Just when Inger opened the French camp.

Alex took the sword from a corner where Inger couldn't see and whispered to it, "You will pierce the heart of the man who comes up later and then come back as fast as you can. If you can't do it, I will bury you."

"How can you threaten Peijian every day like this!"

Without a word, Alex kicked it into an undamaged corner of the room.

After they left, Anlenon ran up, but soon he couldn't breathe because of the bullet hole and kept spitting blood.

The sword caught the right moment and pierced through Andre Nong's heart with one sword. Of course, he did not forget to hit the right side.

In order to kill An Lienong faster, Chijian obeyed his master's order and ran away as quickly as possible.

When Tels passed by, he just saw a sword shadow tail.

*"uncle!!!"

Inger took a breath and said, "It's the swordplay."

Alex smiled: "You really do know."

Swordplay, as the name suggests, is the art of manipulating the sword.

Generally speaking, wizards can make objects float, but they cannot do it at will unless their magic power is particularly strong or the spell is more detailed. Of course, in this world, the goddess did not give them such a convenient spell.

Knights are even worse at magic, and they usually never let go of their swords.

Alex's original creation was the swordplay. He could use his magic to control the sword to leave his body at will. This was created after he reached level eight. This way he could kill enemies far away on the battlefield. This was the pinnacle of his swordplay, the product of the unity of man and sword, and it seemed to be related to the spirituality of the sword.

Of course, if that were all, it would be considered a worthless skill.

But what if there is more than one sword?

Inger saw the image of Alex wielding thousands of swords on the battlefield to kill the enemy, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

Cheryl and Bibidai were confused. "What is the sword technique?"

Alex: “Well I’ll tell you later.”

Chijian said: "Hey! I completed the task! Don't I get any reward?"

Alex said, "It's as if I've been treating you unfairly. You've almost made me poor."

Chijian: "You're asking him for money! Doesn't he have a lot of money?"

Inger: “…”

"The sword spoke!" Cheryl opened her mouth wide.

Only then did Inger realize that Chijian could now speak fluent Chuneese.

“You taught him this?”

Alex: “He learns fast.”

Eating a sword: "Of course!"

Bibidai whistled, "Funny! I also wish my axe could talk."

Alex asked again, "Are you sure he's dead?"

Chi Jian said: "I haven't confirmed it yet, you told me to run. But I stabbed his heart. If there is no immortal bird or something to give him a drop of blood, he will die today."

Cheryl said gloomily, "If I had known, I would have shot him in the head too."

Alex wiped his sword with snow, his eyes drooping: "I hope to die cleanly and save trouble."

Inger didn't know what to say.

He has wondered more than once whether there is something wrong with the protagonist's character.