When lightning detected that a large group of people appeared from the north gate of the Dragon Ridge, the group had been on the mountain for a week.
The size of the church messengers was about the same as what the Nightingale had expected at the beginning. The judgement warriors in armor walked at the front of the team, with a total of twenty-five people, and behind them was a long baggage team. The dress was roughly composed of believers and mercenaries, with a total of about a hundred people.
Except for the Judgment Army riding horses, everyone else was walking.
There were two carriages in the messenger regiment, and the Holy Envoy was undoubtedly on one of them.
The five people quietly followed the team and advanced towards Chishui City.
According to the plan, when the enemy team leaves the surveillance range of the Dragon Ridge Tower and cannot quickly obtain support, it is the time for them to take action.
Nightingale was in the fog, quietly watching the four-wheeled carriage driving in the middle of the team. Through the twisted contours, you could see the silver magical brilliance looming.
If she was the only one, she might have found an opportunity to kill the church envoy, but there is no guarantee that everyone will be buried here. Now with the assistance of the Sleeping Island Witch, the possibility of blocking this news in the southern border is much higher.
Once these people are lost, it will be at least the next spring when Hermes reacts.And it is very difficult for them to find out the mystery of the Mission Group's disappearance.
Nightingale didn't like killing, but this time she took the initiative to do so.
In order to reduce the burden on His Highness and to allow the witch's holy mountain to last forever.
She doesn't regret turning into a sharp blade.
……
As the messenger group entered a woodland, the nightingale saw the black shadows from far to near in the sky.
Maisie closed her wings and roared and swooped down. The horses suddenly neighed in fear and ran away uncontrollably. Those who witnessed this scene were stunned and at a loss for a moment.
The terrifying giant beast did not rush into the crowd and bit and trample as they imagined. Instead, it spread its wings and flew over the head of the team as it was about to land. The stimulating wind made everyone unable to open their eyes. One person jumped down from the back of the giant beast and fell straight to the ground.
Enemy attack!The yell of the judged warriors rang out from the messenger group.
Only then did the believers wake up like they wake up from a dream and slash out at the strange enemy trapped in the middle of the team.
In the black and white sight of the Nightingale, a group of dull black holes wrapped the opponent tightly. If it were an ordinary witch, there was no power to fight back.
However, the opponent they encountered was the extraordinary, ashes.
A sword light flashed, and all the believers who were approaching her were cut in half, like harvested wheat ears, and fell down immediately.
Instead of using the iconic heavy sword, she was an ordinary one-handed iron sword, so that Maisie could carry another witch while carrying her.
The iron sword quickly cracked and broke during the slashing, but there were many scattered weapons around her for her to pick up, whether it was a halberd, a stick, a hammer or a scimitar, which was a deadly weapon in her hands.
The blood mist splattered, the limbs scattered, and the ashes cut off the team in half with the power of one person.
The mercenaries in the rear were also unable to go to support, and they found themselves in another dilemma.
Andrea's figure was like a fairy leaping in the woods. She used the trunks and branches as hidden objects to constantly change her position, while shooting arrows in every gap.
Every time he made a move, someone would fall to the ground.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the entire team became a mess, with screams, shouts and fighting intertwined, echoing in the quiet forest.
The Nightingale did not stop and joined the battle.She walked quickly through the fog, following her goal, with only one enemy she wanted to deal with: the church's envoy, the witch hunter.
After the two carriages ran for a long time, the frightened horses finally calmed down, but instead of turning back, they left the avenue and rushed into the woods in two directions.
It seems that the Holy Envoy realizes that there are extremely difficult extraordinary people among his enemies. For most witches, the extraordinary people wearing the Stone of Divine Punishment is almost an invincible opponent.
However, this move still cannot escape the tracking of the Nightingale.
She had already determined the location of the envoy before, and as for the other carriage, the one sitting was probably a senior figure such as a priest or a priest.
The latter had lightning and Maisie to take care of.
Walking through the bumpy forest, the car was almost shaking, but the driver continued to wave his whip, as if someone was urging him to force him.
Nightingale narrowed the distance from the carriage, aimed at the four judges who followed around, and pulled the trigger to ensure hit rate, she would move behind the enemy every time, and fire when in a straight line with the target, and the distance between her would not exceed ten meters.
The judges who heard the gunshots immediately dispersed, but this was only a few steps away from the Nightingale.
Full-covered armor is meaningless in front of large-diameter bullets. Passing through the deformed and shattered bullet will cause greater damage to the body.
After dealing with four judges, she pointed her gun at the horse.
As two galloping horses fell to the ground, the carriage that had lost its traction flew out under the influence of inertia and hit the tree trunk. The fragile wooden carriage was suddenly split.
Amid the flying debris, a figure wrapped in silver light rolled out, and the nightingale aimed and shot without hesitation. The light belt formed by magic seemed to have self-awareness, blocking the bullets shot one by one.
She quickly opened the distance and replaced it with a new bullet nest.
traitor!The Holy Envoy let out an angry roar and rushed towards the place where she was hiding.
But this time the situation between the two was completely opposite.
No longer limited to being trapped in a small room, the Nightingale takes a step back and the opponent will have to take more than ten steps to catch up. The effective range of the revolver is about fifty meters, far exceeding the range of the witch's ability.
The envoy's silver whip could not touch her at all, but the bullets she fired could threaten the other party's life at any time.
Although shooting at this distance, the hit rate was reduced to only one or two of five shots to hit the target, she had plenty of time to replace it with a new bullet nest and aimed and fired one after another.
The silver light belt gradually dimmed, and after the fifth round of shooting, a bullet hit her left shoulder and the second bullet penetrated her abdomen.The Holy Envoy was no longer able to support him, so he shook and fell to the ground with two steps.
Nightingale did not rush to get close to the other party, but returned to the place where the carriage was dispersed, picked up a stone of divine punishment, and then walked towards the Holy Envoy her retreat route completely revolved around the carriage, in order to facilitate the search of the scene afterwards.
When he walked to the witch covered in blood, the other party suddenly stretched out his only moving right hand to her, but found that the silver light belt did not penetrate the enemy's body as he imagined.
You damn devil, the gods will judge you!She said with blood spitting out of her mouth and gritting her teeth.
The Nightingale pointed her muzzle at the envoy's chest expressionlessly, right?I'll wait for that day.
Then she pressed the trigger.
The size of the church messengers was about the same as what the Nightingale had expected at the beginning. The judgement warriors in armor walked at the front of the team, with a total of twenty-five people, and behind them was a long baggage team. The dress was roughly composed of believers and mercenaries, with a total of about a hundred people.
Except for the Judgment Army riding horses, everyone else was walking.
There were two carriages in the messenger regiment, and the Holy Envoy was undoubtedly on one of them.
The five people quietly followed the team and advanced towards Chishui City.
According to the plan, when the enemy team leaves the surveillance range of the Dragon Ridge Tower and cannot quickly obtain support, it is the time for them to take action.
Nightingale was in the fog, quietly watching the four-wheeled carriage driving in the middle of the team. Through the twisted contours, you could see the silver magical brilliance looming.
If she was the only one, she might have found an opportunity to kill the church envoy, but there is no guarantee that everyone will be buried here. Now with the assistance of the Sleeping Island Witch, the possibility of blocking this news in the southern border is much higher.
Once these people are lost, it will be at least the next spring when Hermes reacts.And it is very difficult for them to find out the mystery of the Mission Group's disappearance.
Nightingale didn't like killing, but this time she took the initiative to do so.
In order to reduce the burden on His Highness and to allow the witch's holy mountain to last forever.
She doesn't regret turning into a sharp blade.
……
As the messenger group entered a woodland, the nightingale saw the black shadows from far to near in the sky.
Maisie closed her wings and roared and swooped down. The horses suddenly neighed in fear and ran away uncontrollably. Those who witnessed this scene were stunned and at a loss for a moment.
The terrifying giant beast did not rush into the crowd and bit and trample as they imagined. Instead, it spread its wings and flew over the head of the team as it was about to land. The stimulating wind made everyone unable to open their eyes. One person jumped down from the back of the giant beast and fell straight to the ground.
Enemy attack!The yell of the judged warriors rang out from the messenger group.
Only then did the believers wake up like they wake up from a dream and slash out at the strange enemy trapped in the middle of the team.
In the black and white sight of the Nightingale, a group of dull black holes wrapped the opponent tightly. If it were an ordinary witch, there was no power to fight back.
However, the opponent they encountered was the extraordinary, ashes.
A sword light flashed, and all the believers who were approaching her were cut in half, like harvested wheat ears, and fell down immediately.
Instead of using the iconic heavy sword, she was an ordinary one-handed iron sword, so that Maisie could carry another witch while carrying her.
The iron sword quickly cracked and broke during the slashing, but there were many scattered weapons around her for her to pick up, whether it was a halberd, a stick, a hammer or a scimitar, which was a deadly weapon in her hands.
The blood mist splattered, the limbs scattered, and the ashes cut off the team in half with the power of one person.
The mercenaries in the rear were also unable to go to support, and they found themselves in another dilemma.
Andrea's figure was like a fairy leaping in the woods. She used the trunks and branches as hidden objects to constantly change her position, while shooting arrows in every gap.
Every time he made a move, someone would fall to the ground.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the entire team became a mess, with screams, shouts and fighting intertwined, echoing in the quiet forest.
The Nightingale did not stop and joined the battle.She walked quickly through the fog, following her goal, with only one enemy she wanted to deal with: the church's envoy, the witch hunter.
After the two carriages ran for a long time, the frightened horses finally calmed down, but instead of turning back, they left the avenue and rushed into the woods in two directions.
It seems that the Holy Envoy realizes that there are extremely difficult extraordinary people among his enemies. For most witches, the extraordinary people wearing the Stone of Divine Punishment is almost an invincible opponent.
However, this move still cannot escape the tracking of the Nightingale.
She had already determined the location of the envoy before, and as for the other carriage, the one sitting was probably a senior figure such as a priest or a priest.
The latter had lightning and Maisie to take care of.
Walking through the bumpy forest, the car was almost shaking, but the driver continued to wave his whip, as if someone was urging him to force him.
Nightingale narrowed the distance from the carriage, aimed at the four judges who followed around, and pulled the trigger to ensure hit rate, she would move behind the enemy every time, and fire when in a straight line with the target, and the distance between her would not exceed ten meters.
The judges who heard the gunshots immediately dispersed, but this was only a few steps away from the Nightingale.
Full-covered armor is meaningless in front of large-diameter bullets. Passing through the deformed and shattered bullet will cause greater damage to the body.
After dealing with four judges, she pointed her gun at the horse.
As two galloping horses fell to the ground, the carriage that had lost its traction flew out under the influence of inertia and hit the tree trunk. The fragile wooden carriage was suddenly split.
Amid the flying debris, a figure wrapped in silver light rolled out, and the nightingale aimed and shot without hesitation. The light belt formed by magic seemed to have self-awareness, blocking the bullets shot one by one.
She quickly opened the distance and replaced it with a new bullet nest.
traitor!The Holy Envoy let out an angry roar and rushed towards the place where she was hiding.
But this time the situation between the two was completely opposite.
No longer limited to being trapped in a small room, the Nightingale takes a step back and the opponent will have to take more than ten steps to catch up. The effective range of the revolver is about fifty meters, far exceeding the range of the witch's ability.
The envoy's silver whip could not touch her at all, but the bullets she fired could threaten the other party's life at any time.
Although shooting at this distance, the hit rate was reduced to only one or two of five shots to hit the target, she had plenty of time to replace it with a new bullet nest and aimed and fired one after another.
The silver light belt gradually dimmed, and after the fifth round of shooting, a bullet hit her left shoulder and the second bullet penetrated her abdomen.The Holy Envoy was no longer able to support him, so he shook and fell to the ground with two steps.
Nightingale did not rush to get close to the other party, but returned to the place where the carriage was dispersed, picked up a stone of divine punishment, and then walked towards the Holy Envoy her retreat route completely revolved around the carriage, in order to facilitate the search of the scene afterwards.
When he walked to the witch covered in blood, the other party suddenly stretched out his only moving right hand to her, but found that the silver light belt did not penetrate the enemy's body as he imagined.
You damn devil, the gods will judge you!She said with blood spitting out of her mouth and gritting her teeth.
The Nightingale pointed her muzzle at the envoy's chest expressionlessly, right?I'll wait for that day.
Then she pressed the trigger.
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