Chapter 2464: Sudden change

The crossbow arrow attached to the power of fading has the power to penetrate gold and stone, but it can't help the magic shield. It can be seen that its toughness has already broken through the category of high-grade steel.
The magic shields of the Fairy Queen, Medusa, Elder Sisina, and another woman were indestructible, but it was predictable, but the magic shield of the Fairy Queen was as tough as theirs, which surprised me very much.
The Elf Queen is only a few years older than me, yet she can instantly condense a magic shield similar to the strength of the four elders who have lived for about a hundred years. This is incredible!
Unless you start to hone yourself, strengthen your physique, and upgrade your level unless you come out of the womb, how can you do this?
There is another possibility that she also has the blood of the ancient fairies, but on this point, Yadyan and Bingnas have given me a clear answer-the elf queen is just a fairy, not a descendant of the ancient fairies, let alone The descendants of ancient elves.
To this day, there are only two ancient goblins and descendants of ancient elves that Yadyan and Bingnas have seen, one is Lizi and the other is me.
So the question is, what means did the Elf Queen use to raise her strength to this level?
I was thinking, only to feel severe pain in my thigh. I lowered my head and saw that a crossbow arrow was impartially piercing the middle of the thigh.
Frowning, he pulled out the arrow and brought out a tent of blood.
"Are you OK?"
Not far away, the Elf Queen, who resisted the crossbow arrow attack, looked at me distractedly and asked with concern.
I nodded at her: "It's okay, pay attention to your own safety."
"Yeah" the elf queen responded softly and continued to concentrate on resisting the attack.
I took the crossbow arrow under my nose and sniffed it. A smell that was completely different from the smell of blood penetrated into the nasal cavity. After thinking about it, I loudly reminded: "Be careful, the arrow is poisonous!"
"Hmph, the preparation is really thorough," the fairy queen sneered.
Throwing the crossbow arrow to the ground, I swung the knife and killed it again. This time I fought and advanced, constantly reducing the distance between the assassins.
I will use oppressive forces to force the assassins to change from far offensive to close combat.
However, the assassins didn't want to give up the advantage of long-range attack. They used their crossbows as water guns, and shot the crossbows without money.
Faced with the overwhelming crossbow arrows, my offensive trend was forced to stop. My legs, lower abdomen, and five or six crossbow arrows embedded in the flesh, mooring blood, converging into a stream, slowly flowing down the arrow wound, soaking. The clothes were wet, the legs of the trousers were dyed red, and they were shocking.
Obviously I was hit hard, but I couldn't restrain the urge to laugh. After holding it for a while, I finally couldn't hold it anymore. I hid behind the elf queen and smirked.
"After so many injuries, you can still laugh!"
The elf queen who tried to resist the crossbow arrows attacked me with an ugly expression.
"Why can't you laugh?"
As I said, I drew arrows, and every time I drew a crossbow, I would bring out a lot of blood.
Fortunately, I usually pay attention to hydrating, otherwise at this moment, I will definitely cause dizziness and weakness due to ischemia.
Seeing the ugly face of the Elf Queen, I hurriedly explained: "Don't rush to get angry, you first listen to me explain, the thing is like this, although I was injured, it is not important..."
"It doesn't matter if you are hurt! How don't you cherish yourself!" The elf queen whispered, her face becoming more and more ugly, as black as a cloud of ink.
"Listen to me first," I explained calmly: "If compared with losing your life, injury is naturally a trivial matter."
The fairy queen listened to the clouds and mist, subconsciously asked: "Who lost her life?"
"Here," raising her chin, I motioned the elf queen to look at the assassin.
Without waiting for her to look back, she heard a surprise from the Queen Medusa. It was from the unknown woman. At this moment, she had a serious expression with a knotted brow, a typical tangled and surprised expression.
"How come...huh? Why are there another group of assassins? This is...our people?"
When the Elf Queen asked herself in doubt, at least four assassins had been killed by latecomers.
The same is a crossbow attack. The latecomers seem to be more proficient than them, and can even change the shooting direction through the collision of the crossbow arrows. This method has made the previous assassins impossible to defend.
However, the latecomers are lacking in terms of strength. Only two of them have reached level ten or higher and mastered the power of fading. The rest are of low level and mediocre strength, but the fierce energy in their gestures, but It was shocking, even for adventurers above level ten.
These latecomers are the ones I transferred from the boss of Rennes.
They are not afraid of death, and their methods are fierce and decisive. Every move and every style is quite like the boss of Rennes, but they still owe a lot of heat, and it is difficult to use weird means to forcibly defeat powerful enemies.
Under the disparity in strength, the latecomers began to suffer casualties, but due to their quick kills, they were fierce and insidious, making the previous wave of assassins quite jealous in the battle, for fear of inadvertently hurting themselves.
But it is because of these fearful thoughts that limit their ability to play, and at the same time drag themselves into danger.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but snorted: a bunch of amateur assassins.
Soon, there was a new casualty ratio on both sides of the fight. The professional assassins trained by the boss of Rennes could almost exchange one for three, but the assassins who assassinated our group were restricted by various factors. , Became a vulnerable group, facing the professional assassins like crazy dogs, exposing countless flaws and becoming the key to their lives.
The fairy queen floating in the air has a calm expression and a calm smile.
When the sudden change occurred, she turned her head and asked me with her eyes. After getting the affirmative answer, she smiled with satisfaction, and her smile was very hearty, as if she was sipping cold drinks under the scorching sun.
Although she may not be able to figure out my plan clearly, at least, she has seen the end.
But I believe that as long as her old man takes the time to think about it for a while, she will be able to figure out the ins and outs of my plan.
My plan is like this. Due to the huge disparity in strength and the cost of hard fighting, I intend to use my role as a bait to attract the attention of the assassins. While I attract attention, my people sneak in and get close to them. , The closer you get, the greater your chances of winning, and the smaller the casualties.
After getting close to a certain distance, someone will make a gesture to me to complete the goal, and then I will retreat and hide behind the magic shield.
And the assassins at this time, after experiencing high levels of mental stress, their spirits will relax for two to three seconds.
And two to three seconds is the best time to attack.
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