manynovel Chapter 388
Chapter 388
The air was filled with the smell of copper embroidery and the strong smell of blood, which made people suffocate.
The texture of blood surged into his heart like a tide, and the assassin in the shadows was like a ghost, clinging to the endless darkness.
His eyes were like deep black holes, without any light, staring at the target in the distance - the beautiful woman who was so beautiful that it made people's heart palpitate.
She was holding two extremely sharp daggers in her hands, the length of the blade was as long as her forearm, flashing with cold light.
However, facing such a stunning woman, the assassin hiding in the dark had no ripples in his heart, and even his heartbeat did not speed up at all.
It was like looking directly at a skull.
Her long, bright red hair danced like a flame, as if telling of her wild and unruly heart;
Her clothes were extremely sexy and revealing, with only a leather bra on her upper body and tight leather pants on her lower body, which outlined her graceful figure to the fullest.
At this moment, she was like a blooming lotus... This is not just a metaphor! Her hair was also flying wildly in the wind.
Spinning and jumping.
The red-haired female assassin was surrounded by a group of warriors in standard armor.
But in fact, she was at ease in the swords and shadows, as if she was enjoying this bloody feast instead of being besieged.
The assassin in the dark did not move, but had already seen through the rules hidden behind each of her moves.
In an instant, his figure flashed, his movements were like a ghost, and the movement of the shadow did not attract any attention from the small settlement in the distance.
The female assassin's seemingly open and closed posture hides a very rich number of deadly small movements, which looks very subtle.
Tyrone saw through what kind of teachings Katarina followed under violent killing.
Because he was the same.
Such wisdom was only passed on to a few people. The most top-notch and unknown assassins in Noxus created this special family without blood relatives.
However, when Tyrone watched Katarina's almost extreme performance, his micro-expression revealed a trace of disdain.
She was too ostentatious.
In the process of killing, she showed off with a gesture, accompanied by noise, arrogance and unnecessary movements.
Every move made her more conspicuous, causing her armored arm guards used to withstand attacks to suffer more blows.
This clumsy behavior was simply ridiculous in Tyrone's eyes.
He remembered that the guys he had assassinated were also like this, ambitiously raising their heads and chests, standing tall and above the ordinary people, standing out in everyone's sight, and being pretentious.
In the end, all of them had their throats cut or their hearts pierced by Tyrone.
In contrast, Tyrone was too mature. He knew the protective power of shadows and the cover effect brought by silence.
And she betrayed everything, betrayed the way of assassins, and of course, the most important thing was that she failed.
"I am so disappointed! I actually fell into the hands of you guys!"
Katerina roared angrily, and threw the dagger in her hand upwards.
In an instant, several crossbow arrows shot at the dagger in the air like raindrops. These crossbow arrows came from the soldiers who were waiting in battle around.
Because too many companions had died under Catalina's unexpected jump before.
However, at this moment, a miracle happened. The dagger began to spin rapidly in the air, as if time had slowed down.
One circle! Two circles!
Katarina's figure flashed, and she rushed into the dense crowd like lightning. As if teleporting, she threw the dagger in her hand accurately at a soldier.
Then, the mysterious magic power on the enchanted dagger was activated, and Katarina performed her signature instant jump skill.
Three circles! Four circles!
The strong inertia brought by the instant jump made the sword easily penetrate the hard armor on the soldiers, and then deeply pierced into their flesh.
This feeling of cutting into the enemy's body was very familiar to Katarina.
At the same time, the soldiers were even turning around in a hurry, trying to deal with this sudden attack.
"Elite of Demacia? Humph!"
Five circles! Six circles!
Just as the crossbows shot at Katarina, she disappeared without a trace like a ghost.
The crossbow arrow lost its target and hit another unsuspecting soldier in the chest!
Seven circles! Eight circles... the dagger blade was dancing wildly.
When Katarina completed this series of actions, Tyrone, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but hold his breath.
At this moment, he had already formulated a perfect assault plan in his mind.
Tyrone was observing.The dilapidated building was left with only broken walls and ruins, while the camp was bathed in the afterglow.
The wind was whistling, as if telling something, and its speed and direction revealed a mysterious atmosphere.
At this moment, Katarina was in a state of tension.
She carefully checked her reserves. Her gait was light and agile, like a cheetah.
Talon observed everything.
When Katarina successfully cut off the head of the Demacia captain, Talon on the other side of the wall finally made a move.
The high broken wall was simply useless to Talon, and he easily and silently climbed over the wall.
He rushed out of the shadows like a ghost, without making any sound.
At this time, distance was no longer a problem for him. The blade in his hand separated the air, but he did not feel even the slightest obstruction.
According to common sense, this knife should have bloomed a dark red flower, but in fact it did not.
His inertia of the surprise attack made him pass by Catalina.
It was not until he turned around that he found a drop of cold sweat on his forehead. His blade didn't hit the target?
Just as Tyrone was about to launch another surprise attack, his body quickly adjusted his posture as if invisible, ready to attack again.
"I've found you a long time ago, the assassin my father sent to judge me!"
The wound on Catalina's body splashed again due to the violent action of dodging, and the blood dyed her skin red, but she was unaware, as if the pain had nothing to do with her.
Her eyes were firm and cold, and she tightly grasped a sharp blade flashing with cold light.
The blade fluttered between Catalina's slender fingers, like a butterfly dancing in the flowers, light and agile.
"..." Assassins are usually taciturn, they only use actions to complete their tasks, and Tyrone is no exception.
Catalina threw the head in her hand to the ground without hesitation, and the head made a dull sound when it rolled.
Tyrone did not look at the head, but his movements stopped abruptly, and he stared at the woman with a heavy breath in front of him quietly.
"Once the assassin's mission fails, no matter whether the original target is killed later, he must be judged. This is our fate."
Tyrone, who has always been taciturn, finally broke the silence at this time.
Perhaps it was because the other party was the daughter of General Du Kecao, or perhaps it was the kind of emotion deep in his heart that he couldn't even explain, which made him unable to help but explain.
Catalina sneered, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes:
"Humph, do you think you can escape responsibility like this? I don't think so. Didn't I kill the target? And you didn't kill me in advance?
That's enough, isn't it?"
Tyrone suddenly didn't make a move for no reason.
The rule of an assassin is never to strike a second time. Once the target is not killed successfully the first time, it is almost impossible to succeed the second time, after all, it will be more difficult.
Catalina's mission ended in failure due to her arrogance, but fortunately she has taken certain remedial measures.
Logically speaking, when things have developed to this point, Tyrone should have made another move, after all, an assassin must be ruthless, but he did not do so, instead he quickly hid in the shadows.
Catalina remained silent, only her left eye began to twitch unconsciously, and the scar above her eye also trembled constantly, as if she recalled a bad memory.
At this moment, Tyrone could no longer let himself block her way.
He could only choose to face the judgment brought about by the failure of the mission calmly.
Or accept the reward from Du Kecao - a mission that will definitely lead to death.
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