The Death List Novel - Chapter 672
Chapter 672 Interception (2)
The raven’s impromptu performance had to be said to be extremely realistic, but in reality, the loopholes in his words were very obvious.
Who is he? Why was he attacked? Why didn’t he go to the patrol guards for help and run to the entrance to the basement floor instead?
As long as any of the guards had more time to think, they would immediately become suspicious of the crows.
The assassin from the Santalin Society was completely gambling. He was betting that Parknolda did not intentionally intercept him here. He did not even know about the assassination in the banquet hall. This way, he would be able to sneak attack and kill him at close range while Parknolda was still in doubt.
The panic on the assassin’s face subsided slightly as the distance between the crow and Paikonoda narrowed to within two meters, as if he had found a reassuring support. At this moment, he seemed to finally be unable to hold on any longer. He staggered forward and instinctively raised his right hand, pressing down on the woman’s shoulder.
Pycnoda subconsciously took a step forward and reached out to support him.
A trace of ridicule appeared in the assassin’s eyes, and a black light suddenly flashed across the cuff of his right hand that was lying on the woman’s arm. A pitch-black sleeved sword stuck out from the sleeve of the mage’s robe like a venomous snake, piercing into Pycnoda’s left chest like lightning.
“Pu!” The black sword pierced into the woman’s heart without any delay, but the strange feeling of the tip of the sword seemed to pierce into a completely fleshless hollow human body. The crow immediately raised its head in surprise and met Pycnoda’s expressionless cold gaze.
“What are all your plans for escaping?”
Under the cold gaze of these pair of pupils, the assassin felt that all the secrets in his heart had been completely revealed, and he couldn’t help but secretly shiver.
“Ah!” The crow let out a roar and slapped Pycnoda’s abdomen with its empty left palm, sending her flying into the underground passageway without stopping.
“So heavy! Is this the strength of this world’s experts?” Paikonoda felt this power pour into her entire body, crashing and destroying her body everywhere, almost completely exploding her puppet body.
“Pa la!” Parknolda’s face was cracked like a broken porcelain doll.
“No wonder that fellow gave me light and dark burial, but he didn’t ask me to stop the assassins. Instead, he only read about their escape plan through physical contact.” Pycnoda was a little depressed.
Although her current strength was more than one level inferior to that of the Hunter World, she could tell that even the previous her was no match for this person.
Ever since the two of them came into contact with each other, her long-planned action had only been spoken, and the next action she wanted to retaliate was stopped by the assassin’s conditioned reflex. That palm paralyzed her entire body, and even the strength to pull the trigger disappeared.
Perhaps only a few of the companions of the Phantom Brigade, such as Watkin, Finks, and Peeling Lev, who were proficient in fighting techniques and possessed a high level of strength, could do this in Paikonoda’s impression.
However, what shocked Paiknuda was that the person just now was obviously not a warrior of strength, but an assassin of agility.
“Did he escape to the underground floor?” A few seconds later, the paralysis on Pycnoda’s body had just subsided when a hurricane wrapped around her body brought a blurry figure flying over from the end of the corridor. Before anyone could reach her, a dignified and solemn female voice entered the ears of the brigade beauties.
“Bang!” Pycnoda raised the angel salute in her right hand and pulled the trigger with great difficulty.
With a flash of light from the muzzle of the gun, a unicorn that emitted a holy light hissed and rushed towards the Storm Queen.
“I am Agolalon’s Ella Silan!” The figure wrapped in the hurricane seemed to be shocked. He turned around and dodged the unicorn’s phantom, but did not attack Pycnoda.
She thought that Pycnoda was confused after being seriously injured. As Elaszo’s younger sister, Storm Queen’s identity was easily recognizable to all the guards in Supreme palace, so she did not declare herself before.
To the surprise of the Storm Queen, the phantom of the unicorn suddenly stopped behind her, turned around, and threw itself sideways. This time, the Storm Queen did not have time to completely avoid it. After all, the unicorn phantom was very large and too close, and her body had been scratched to a part.
The unicorn’s phantom crashed into the magic shield on the Storm Queen’s body. The magic elements were like glass fragments that reflected brilliant light in the air.
Most of the elemental fragments of the unicorn had dissipated, but there was also a trace of light that strangely merged into the Storm Queen’s magic shield, and through the shield, it was directly reflected in Ella Silan’s sea of consciousness.
The Storm Queen frowned slightly. Of course, she could see that the unicorn phantom formed by the magic bullet was controlled by the severely injured woman in front of her. This proved that she was very clear-headed and should know her true identity.
‘”You” Just as Ella Silan was about to say something, a few fragmented memories flashed through her mind. Those were the memories of a crow.
The Storm Queen’s eyes lit up. Through these fragmented memories, she instantly grasped the general contents of the Santalin Society’s assassination plan. More importantly, she learned about the two teleportation formations the assassins had set up inside Supreme palace.
“Have a good rest!” The Storm Queen took a deep look at Pycnoda, who was sitting in a corner, and without hesitation dodged into the underground passageway.
At the same time, she raised her hand and swiftly swung it in front of her chest. A string of mysterious words of magical light condensed in the air. When she finished her last stroke, she waved her hand. The string of magical characters turned into several rays of light and disappeared into the night sky in several directions.
In less than ten seconds after the Storm Queen left, a vigorous panther silently appeared at the end of the corridor.
“Child, don’t shoot. We have received a magical message from Ella Silan. We have already understood the situation.” Seeing Pycnoda tremble as she raised her black and white spears, the panther’s eyes flashed with light. It spat out words and stood up, turning into an old druid in a feather robe.
“Don’t worry, Sand Warhammer has rushed to another teleportation array. Those despicable rats in Santalin will not be able to escape Supreme palace!” Igaranod smiled as he crouched down beside Pycnoda. He swept his gaze across the wound on the woman’s left chest and immediately frowned. “You’re seriously injured …”
“Eh, you are” The Great Druid’s palm emitted a gentle green light. When he placed his palm in front of Pycnoda’s chest, his eyes widened in surprise, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face. “Who is your master?”
“My master is Elf Prince Filar Moonlight!” Pycnoda struggled expressionlessly to her feet. “I have a mind-reading ability. He told me to stay here and intercept any assassins who might pass through this place!”
Paikonoda did not have an apostle mark. Although she could use Qin Lun’s magic power to construct her body, she was essentially a puppet item. She was definitely different from a living person.
“Elf Prince of Theopia?” Garanold frowned. The moment he touched the woman’s body, he immediately discovered that Pycnoda was not a living person, but an alchemy puppet.
“Master, since my duties have been completed, I will retire first!” Pycnoda pressed down on the wound, bowed, and staggered into the corridor.
“A puppet puppet with self-awareness … It should have been given to him by the Ank Fairy King, right?” The druid’s eyes lit up as he watched Pycnoda disappear into the corridor. Then, he lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Garanold was a Elven druid. He was close to five hundred years old. Compared to his formidable combat strength, his knowledge and knowledge were even more profound. In his understanding, unless the puppet doll had experienced a very long time, it would be very difficult for it to form such a high level of intelligence.
There were very few remnants of this kind of thing in Ferren Continent. Most of them were born during the Arcane Age when the Nether Scroll was born. Moreover, most of them were created by Elves’s alchemists. Only they had enough knowledge and craftsmanship to create such an exquisite and complicated alchemy doll.
The Great Druid quickly revolved around Pycnoda’s existence and added a lot of information to his brain. He believed that Anke Elf King must have given this to Qin Lun. Elf King would give this precious doll away, which naturally meant that he valued the Elves Inheritance Prince very much.
Since Elf King valued Qin Lun so much, the silver-haired Elves’s every move was probably inspired by that Elf King.
Although Great Sage Lenny had confirmed that Qin Lun was on an adventure to rescue Easten, he had decided to temporarily support the Silvermoon Alliance. However, it was also possible that Elf King had talked to him about the Silvermoon Alliance before and had expressed the intention of the Alliance. That’s why Prince Elves took the risk and came all the way to help Elaszo.
Tonight’s events played a crucial role in the rapid formation of the Star-Moon Alliance in the future. The appearance of Paikonoda had inadvertently made the upper echelons of the Silvermoon Alliance think that Ank Elf King had the intention to form an alliance, so Qin Lun would spare no effort to help.
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“Stop running, you can’t escape!” Mastasia said coldly.
At this moment, in another garden of the Supreme Palace, Elves, Easten, Idrea, and Rand were standing at four corners, surrounded by a black-robed mage and two assassins dressed as waiters. Lenny and Linda floated in the air one after another, while Hill stood at the back of the crowd.
When Elaszo was assassinated, they reacted quickly. Although they could not stop the assassin who broke out of the window because of the distance, the necromancer who escaped through the main entrance of the banquet hall was caught up to them.
The other two attendants were probably followers of Necromancer. Seeing that his master was surrounded, they could only reveal their identities and help him deal with the pursuers.
“Haha, really? I don’t think so!” Necromancer raised his head, revealing a pale face. His hoarse laughter was like the cry of a night owl, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.
He reached into his arms, took out two pale golden bones, and threw them into the air. The skeleton looked like a human skeleton that had shrunk by countless times. After throwing it into the air, it grew in the wind. When it landed on the ground, it had already turned into two golden skeletons the size of an ordinary person.