Vol 2 Chapter 156: "Helping Hands" (Part 2)

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The three people who rushed out of the alley did not return, and ran straight towards the gate of the city.
Isaac, who was never good at exercise, felt that his lungs were about to burn, and he sucked in the air with a big mouth, and the wind blowing against him made him no match for his eyes.
"I, I said, are we already safe?" Isaac breathlessly opened his mouth: "In that case, maybe we can be a little slower, wait for Peter and ..."
"boom--!"
The sudden explosion caused Isaac, who was almost paralyzed, to put the second sentence in his throat. A dozen assassins walked through the crowd and rushed towards them!
Screaming, wailing, exploding, escaping ... The streets that were still bustling the moment before were utterly chaotic. The chattering crowds fled around in disorder, but they still couldn't stop the assassins who had rushed.
Seeing the killers getting closer and closer, Isaac Grantham who never felt death so close, had a special impulse for the first time, an impulse to run desperately!
But obviously this simple survival instinct does not make his weak body lighter at once-an assassin behind him has rushed in front of him, terrified that Isaac, who has already confirmed his fate, closed his eyes!
The next moment, he felt something "sticky" spilled on his face.
Am I dead ...
Clenching his teeth and opening his eyes, the wizard saw the assassin's surprised face, and the long sword sticking out of his mouth!
Vera appeared like a ghost, and the ragged assassin collapsed to the ground.
"Take him away!" There were two more gray-blue patterns under the roaring Willa's eyes. Two hands held the sword to block the three behind him: "Leave me the dross!"
"I, I ... who can explain it to me ..." Isaac, who had never seen such a scene before, was stupefied there, feeling dazed with blood on his face. And Jiawen and Ivan had already pulled out their weapons and stood beside him nervously.
Just as she turned around, another five or six figures had rushed through the chaotic crowd and launched a surprise attack on the isolated night watchman.
But Vera is faster than them!
Flashing through the crowd like an afterimage, the night watchman's left hand's dagger disappeared, and the next moment hit the assassin's face. Vera kicked the body directly in front of him with a foot, taking advantage of the other guy who wanted to sneak attack Fell to the ground.
Cut the throat with a knife!
"Take him away, have you heard ?!"
Hearing the roar of the red-haired girl, looking at the hands full of blood plasma, Isaac finally realized that the situation turned around, and hesitated no more.
run!
His legs were soft, dizzy and tinnitus, his nose and sweat were flowing, and his lungs were about to explode ... but nothing could hinder Isaac's desire to escape.
At this moment, his brain that is running crazy all the time has only two things left unprecedented:
First, someone really wants to kill themselves now;
Secondly, I really don't really want to die now!
The piercing roar in the wind screamed, and a crossbow was almost touching his cheek-if at ordinary times, he might mock the opponent ’s skill is worse than the weapon, then spend a few minutes to despise the manufacture of this inferior quality One of the weapons hitting the iron, by the way, ridiculed two cold jokes.
But now he just wants to run quickly and run desperately!
Vera in the crowd was already stretched. More and more enemies and the chaotic crowd around her made her have no time to care. There were several scars on her shoulders and back, and bones were visible.
All she can do now is to hold the enemy beside her as much as possible. The red-haired girl in the scuffle only had time to look in the distance, and she could vaguely see the figure running towards the gate among the crowd.
But at that moment, the sharp-eyed Vera also noticed that several assassins hiding in the crowd had raised their crossbows and aimed at Isaac Grantham who fled in panic.
The red-haired girl had a cold back ridge, as if she had become a prey that fell into the trap.
"Do not--!!!!"
Still not aware of the Isaac he was staring at, he was unresponsively slammed down by a figure beside him, and the genius wizard's face with long legs was soft.
"Don't kill me, I don't want to die yet!"
The Isaac Grantham lying on the ground was extremely embarrassed, his nose was bleeding with his head, the broken forehead was still bleeding, shouting like he was dying, the Six Gods had no Lord, and the panicked like a The squirrel shivered all over.
Then he found himself alive and well.
Shivering and opening his eyes, Isaac finally saw the "culprit" who had just dumped himself--the wizard apprentice named Jiawen, who was still standing there, keeping the position of pushing him to that moment, innocent His eyes were watching him, his figure trembling.
And the whole body was filled with arrows.
Panting, terrified Isaac's eyes widened. "Amazed" and Jiawen looked at each other, looking at his dyed red clothes.
"Quick ... go ..."
There was only fear in Jia Wen's trembling lips, and in the next moment he had no fear at all—the flying crossbow pierced his eyes, the arrow made of wrought iron hit the skull, and a little came out of the back of his head.
"Quick ... go ..."
A low moan became his last word. The body filled with crossbows fell down, and the only eye left was also defeated.
Wait ... The trembling Isaac twitched his throat so hard that his heart seemed to pop out in the next second. He didn't dare to bow his head because he could feel it, and there seemed to be a ball in his arms.
It was a "face", Ivan's "face" ...
Because he had just seen it and fell next to him, the body without a head ... When Jiawen just fell on him, he saw Ivan rushing towards another assassin.
Then, there was one more ... beside him, without a head, still trembling.
Isaac is "frightened", and he has seen those illusions countless times in his dreams, and seen the "terrible" scenes of the dead ...
But there is one more sentence in this world-compared with reality, our imagination is always so poor.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"
Isaac Grantham shouted in extreme fear, desperately looking at his assassin, cold sword edge to his cheek!
However, the sword stopped.
The assassin desperately wanted to pierce the sword in his hand, but he couldn't move. His cheeks were purplish, his eyes protruded like he was pinched by his throat, and his mouth grew, but he couldn't breathe!
Isaac turned back suddenly, and an indifferent wizard was behind him, holding an open spell book under the dark cloak, and the wand in his right hand shone with a gray-blue light.
"Guards, in the name of the Nine-Mounted Star Wizard Tower and the Freedom Council, take down this group of dross!"
During the talk, the patrol guards who came from somewhere suddenly poured into a chaotic street, set up crossbows and shields, and shot the assassins dressed as beggars one by one!
The unpredictable assassins fled towards the chaotic crowd for the first time, and the crossbow arrows behind them still did not let them go-in the screams and wailing, the guards holding shields and broad swords quickly separated the crowd on the street, Only one mess and corpses are left.
The screaming assassins fell one by one, and Vera, who was lying in the center of the enemy, just cut the enemy's throat ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and found that he was surrounded, at least ten crossbowmen were holding crossbow fingers Hold yourself.
Anxious Vera looked at Isaac paralyzed on the ground, but found that this guy was actually chatting with the leading wizard!
what's going on? !
"Baudelaire? I know the name, that means I know you?" The stunned Isaac stared wide and stared at this fellow who was similar to Dalton Kander's tutor: "You Have you been to the old man who smoked a pipe? "
"You must be Master Freswalk, Your Excellency Isaac Grantham." Birdley's stiff face squeezed out a smile and took the right hand out to Isaac: "Believe Me, you are safe from now on. "
"Under the shelter of the Nine-Man Star Wizard Tower and the Corona family, no one can hurt you a cold hair!" Smiling Baudelaire suddenly frowned and looked coldly at the still motionless, suffocating The assassin who foamed at the mouth suddenly raised his voice:
"Whoever dares to harm a wizard in Ebden, no matter who he is, he has to pay the price-!!!" Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience.