The sword light and the hook shadow covered the entire corridor on the third floor, cutting everything like a turbulent flow. This is the deadly ground of Assassin and the Shadow Warrior, the two ancient genres of dead warriors.

　　The battle of the dead men is silent.

　　 Henna shook her arm forward in a sliding step, and the thin, pure black arm blade trembled and cut to Zainni's neck.

　　 Zainny stretched out his hook to block it, and slammed forward against the blade, deceiving him closer.

　　 He entered, Henna immediately retreated.

　　 Her steps are much larger than those of the deformed Zainni. She pulled a distance as soon as she stepped, kicked on the ground, lowered her waist, her body's center of gravity turned backwards, and her arms retracted back to her wrists with a sharp sound.

　　 Zainni's strength suddenly made it to the empty space, and in a hurry, he forced another step, using the right leg as the axis, and turning around and attacking Hina's ribs.

　　 Henna leaped up in a backward leaning posture, her strong legs bounced up, and her body turned somersaults.

　　 But this somersault was not solid at all. She only turned half a circle, and her clumped body slammed open like a spring, twisted her body forcibly in mid-air, and threw four throwing knives towards Zainni's top.

　　 The phantom of the spinning top suddenly expanded, and the clanging bounced the flying knives away. Zainni maintained the rotating posture and progressed. The rotation stopped for a while, and his arms slashed!

　　 This split was like an electric flint, Hina, who had just landed before her arm, had no choice but to eject her arm and hard-wire it.

　　 Clang!

　　 The wild force was transmitted to Hina along the arm blade, Hina retreated three steps in a row, Zainni followed three steps like a shadow.

　　 After three steps, Zainni is another hook.

　　 The sharp hook tip flashed with cold light and pierced Hina's eyes. Hina's eyes widened without blinking, and they flashed suddenly when she was about to gouge.

　　 This flash is another slip.

　　 Henna slipped back half a step, her body was like a bow, she turned back to advance before she stabilised. Her body bounced back like a pendulum, her arms trembled slightly, and two strands of one meter long flowed from the blade of her arm.

　　 One end of the string is attached to the arm, and the other end is attached to the sharp blade. It stabs Zainni's vitals like a snake while swinging.

　　 Zainni can only retreat, swinging the hook to block while retreating.

　　 Henna danced the blade whip in a moving rotating dance step, spinning step by step, spinning step by step, the black blade at the tip of the whip was spread all over the space cleverly, and the curtains, wallpaper, armor, and hanging paintings all flew to pieces wherever she passed.

　　Zainni stubbornly guarded the tight space of half a meter in front of him, but no matter how hard he used to knock the black blade, the trembling Pisuo would instantly adjust the center of gravity of the blade, and stab him again in the next second.

　　 Clang! clang! clang! clang!

　　 The first move he had rushed into vanished in a blink of an eye, Zainni squinted his mouth and squinted, searching for a counterattack opportunity in the sky full of phantoms.

finally!

　　 He turned his wrist abruptly, twisting his wrist at an exaggerated angle like boneless, and attracted the iron hook to attract the black blade.

　　The other black blade continued to attack along inertia. Zainni lowered his waist and stretched his arms, and fell to his knees. For the first time, he successfully used a hook to simultaneously hold the attack of the two black blades.

　　Henna's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly closed the ropes, but Zainni would never let the opportunity be lost. He didn't even have time to straighten his body, so the free hooks ran out and snapped the two leather ropes with a click!

　　 The black blade collapsed and flew!

　　 The black blade collapsed and flew, Zainni also pressed his body to the extreme. The back of his head bounced from the floor, moving his neck, shoulders, body, arms, waist and thighs.

　　 His large, out-of-proportioned soles slammed the ground firmly, and his whole body folds from back to straight, and goes straight to Hina’s throat like an arrow!

　　 lore!

　　噗!

　　 With the muffled sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh, the shaking picture freezes for the first time.

　　Henna's left arm was held high by Zainni's right hook, and the black blade ejected from her left arm pierced Zainni's left hand.

　　 Her right arm was raised flat, and the pinched fist was stamped on Zainni's heart, and the black blade on her right wrist also popped out, piercing into the heart, coming out of her back.

　　 Zainny spit out a large mouthful of blood, running down the corner of his mouth and filling his chest.

　　 "You... more than one blade?" he asked.

　　 "Altaïr's arm blade hides three blades, but only one is attached to the rope."

　　 "It's... a good weapon..."

　　 "Hmm." Henna nodded naturally, "Last year was snatched by pirates, and Lorraine worked a lot to get it back."

　　 "Is it...Is it..."

　　……

　　……

　　 The strangulation on the second floor is coming to an end, and the turning point in the battle comes from the first pirate to be killed.

　　Chamuyam never thought that he would hear such different gunshots on the battlefield full of gunshots, farther and closer, coming from the darkness, and winning the game.

　　Leif pierced his wrist with a sword. He screamed and discarded the axe, curled up to avoid the steel shield that was swung over, raised his arm and took off the spear behind him.

　　 But he failed to swing his spear.

　　 is just a short distraction that is less than a breath, and Leif has already rushed into his arms and slammed his shoulders.

　　 He was hit and flew out hard, hit the wall arm like a hammer, flattened his limbs, and watched Leif Yang Jian, a sword nailed him to the wall.

　　 "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

　　 Chamuyam sprayed blood and waved his arms, even if 80% of his body had lost control, he still wanted to pierce his spear out.

　　 But Leif not allowed!

　　 Thrud’s Shield was cut like a guillotine, shredded the wall tiles with brute force, and also cut off Chamuyam’s arm and his spear.

　　 The broken arm fell weakly to the ground, twitching and shaking, but Chamuyam, who had broken his arm, didn't scream, but stared at Leif Eriksson, who was close at hand, with wolf-like eyes.

　　 "Kill me, Viking!" He bared **** white teeth at Leif.

　　 Leif looked back at him with his red eyes, thought for a moment, and drew out his sword with a sigh.

　　 Chamuyam, who had lost his fixation, fell to the ground feebly like his broken arm, and the blood poured out from the wound, soaking the carpet soaked in only a short while.

　　 He struggled, struggled to twist his majestic body, struggled to crawl towards Leif, opened his mouth and bit on Leif's boots.

　　 "Kill me, Viking!" He was biting and cursing, but the muscles that were once strong couldn't do much, and the jawbone that could chew up bones was nothing to do with leather.

　　Leif let his blood drip onto his boots, pulled out the shield on the wall, and shook his arm gently.

　　 "I said you can't smash my shield again." He said in a hoarse voice, "If you can't smash my shield, you don't even have the qualifications to be an opponent."

　　 "Die, coachman."

　　噗!

　　……

　　 The battle for the villa gradually subsided, and the key battlefields were decided one after another, but sadly...Blackbeard knew nothing about it.

　　 He was too fancy to this battle with Lorraine, racking his brains to make the most of the space and conditions of the battlefield.

　　 Freeman floats on the small lake, Nassian wanders in the dark, Chamuyam rushes in the flames, Zainni guards the sharp knife alone.

He scattered his minions and arms in the corners of the entire Hudson Manor, but he himself was not in tune with the self-respecting musketeer Ducchio broke into Lorraine’s through an independent servant channel. Room.

　　 The room is dim.

　　 There was no light in the whole room, only a fire was burning in the fireplace. By the light of the fire, Lorraine was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace and flipping through "Don Quixote" boredly to pass the time.

　　 Noya quietly knelt aside and hammered Lorraine's legs. If it weren't for the faint gunshots and the fire outside the window, this scene would really make people think that he had broken into the peaceful life of a wealthy gentry.

There are only 8 people left in the temple following Du Qiao and Blackbeard, 4 wounded and 4 exhausted. They looked at the irrational picture before them in amazement, while Lorraine looked at them with interest. .

　　 "His Royal Highness..., I have to say that although I have heard from you a long time ago, seeing you really shows up is still my biggest surprise tonight."

　　 The black beard swaggered more and more: "White flag? Where is Alexander Hamilton?"

"on the boat."

　　 Lorraine motioned to Noah to prepare wine for them, ten glasses of whiskey with ice, pour them, and arrange them on a small bar with a certain distance from both sides.

　　 Among the invaders, only Blackbeard walked over to get the wine and drank it without hesitation.

　　He took a heavy meal of the wine glass and spit out a breath of alcohol: "On board? Qingyan Falcon?"

　　 Lorraine nodded with a smile, and closed the book: "Williams Castle has your internal response, or the commander level. You should have known that my ship was parked on the pier."

　　 "We know." Blackbeard said, "But isn't Hamilton so injured and unable to get out of bed?"

　　 "Obviously, it is fake." Lorraine spread out his hands with a regretful expression, "Canaanite didn't know that I was the one who assassinated Alexander, and I was very disappointed about that."

　　 "Tell me about you, Your Highness, how did you get involved with these mice?"

　　 His words and overflowing disdain deeply hurt the dignity of the noble fighters in Canaan.

　　 Duccio glared at Lorraine and shouted, "Important!" Nine short guns were aimed at Lorraine's head.

　　 But they couldn't find even the slightest fear in Lorraine's face.

　　The moment the gun was raised, the red velvet flying knife and the Emei sharp thorn suddenly appeared from the darkness of the room~lightnovelpub.net~ Noya also threw a lot of silver tarots.

　　 Except for Duccio's keenly using his rifle to hit the silver tarot that was shot at him, the three weapons pierced the backs of all eight clenched weapons belonging to the temple in the blink of an eye.

　　 screamed, panicked, the musket fell to the ground, Duccio held the gun and aimed in panic, the whole room was in chaos.

　　 Du Qiao realized that there were never just two people in the room, Lorraine and Noya. Around the fireplace, there were two other women standing in the darkest part of the room, with Hina on the left and Sanmei Xiao on the right.

　　 When the screams of the temples sounded, the door was pushed open, Leif and Pierce flooded in with the surviving Drakes, and a dozen guns in turn locked the temples' heads from all directions.

　　 Lorraine glanced helplessly at Blackbeard, who was pouring himself wine.

　　 "His Royal Highness, how did these idiots become your companions?"

　　 "Such a fierce battle was fought all night. I moved Alexander and waited for you in the room where he recuperated in the rumor. I will see you in such a defenseless manner."

　　 "Anyone with intelligence should know that I have absolute confidence in my own safety. If not, then I must be tired of living."

　　 Speaking of this, Lorraine swept Duccio and his sanctuary coldly.

　　 "We are chatting, gentlemen. No educated gentleman will interrupt other people's topics, so..."

　　 Lorraine put out a finger and slowly pressed his lips.

　　 "Shhh."