Chapter 118 The mysterious man in black, an unheard of organization
¡°Dang¡ª¡ª¡± A stout man in gray fell heavily to the ground and let out a suppressed grunt. There were countless knife marks on his body from head to toe, and blood was dripping on the ground. It was obviously affected by the indiscriminate attack made by Alati just now in anger, and he was about to die.
Half of the wooden ladder lay at the man's feet. In his hand was a huge ox-horn-shaped brass horn. It can be imagined that it was the source of the dragon's roaring voice. Slender metal pipes that had been cut into sections were scattered around him, and among them was a strange-shaped metal box. A ceramic jar was overturned next to the box, and liquid-like flames slowly flowed out from it, twisting and burning on the ground.
Arati breathed a sigh of relief. It was obvious that this weird box mechanism and the metal tube were the key to being able to erupt the alchemical flames in the blazing glue at one time in a way similar to the breath of a giant dragon. Fortunately, he acted quickly and prevented the enemy from reloading. Otherwise, although the flames of one or two cans of hot glue may not cause much fatal damage to himself, being burned by the flames is not a comfortable enjoyment after all. As an experienced soldier, he naturally knows that among the common methods of injury, burns are undoubtedly the most painful and difficult to treat.
"Sir, save me" The man in gray struggled and stretched out his right hand to the pillar behind him, pleading with difficulty.
Is there anyone else? Arati's heart trembled, and his muscles tightened. He had already scanned the platform beforehand, but he didn't notice anyone hiding there. This shows that this person is very reclusive and may be a powerful enemy. His eyes then turned to the pillar, but he was also wary of other positions in case the scene in front of him was just a trap.
"Pleaseplease have mercy" The man's weak voice became more and more desperate.
¡°Whoosh¡ª¡ª¡± A flying knife flew out from behind the pillar, as fast as lightning. Surprisingly, there was a flash of white light, and the flying knife was nailed to the throat of the man in gray. Before the man could even react to what happened, a vast darkness completely engulfed him.
"Idiot! After all, you are a loser who cannot stand on the stage, and you have wasted my great opportunity." The cloak behind the pillar was lifted, and a thin and tall figure stepped out of the darkness.
This is a man wearing tight-fitting black leather armor and a black cloak, completely hiding his face in the hood. What is noteworthy is that in addition to the armed belt on his waist, he also has two additional leather tool belts criss-crossed on his chest, and several tool bags of different sizes are also tightly tied on the outside of his thighs. At a glance, in addition to a dozen flying knives neatly placed, the rest were mostly bottles and small objects of unknown purpose.
The man in black glanced at the body of his companion who died in his hands on the ground, as if he was still a little bit upset, and cursed angrily, "If you insist on not exposing my existence. When I kill this guy in a sneak attack, you Maybe he won¡¯t have to die.¡±
"What a pity." Arati looked up and down at the mysterious man in front of him. The other party was able to hide from his perception, and he didn't dare to take it lightly. Coupled with the hedgehog-like equipment, it gave him even more attention. He chose his words carefully and asked in a deep voice: "It seems that your Excellency is the leader here. Your Excellency's equipment is definitely not that of an ordinary person. Haven't you asked me your name? Please also tell me that in my family's territory What exactly do you want?"
"Your master's territory? Hasn't this area been empty for many years?" The man in black was slightly startled, looked up at Isabel and the escort on the steps, then suddenly realized, and asked, "Are you Wa Are they from Baron Mbourne's family, or are they knights from Baron Grabeau's family? So the sovereignty of this area has been determined?"
"Your information is too lagging behind, isn't it? It seems that your organization's intelligence system needs to be strengthened" Arati shook his head and said sarcastically.
"Hmph! Those idiots" The man in black snorted coldly, and glanced at his accomplices on the ground involuntarily. He was obviously very dissatisfied, but he immediately woke up the next second, looked at Alati with a cold look, and said sinisterly , "Are you testing me?"
Arati smiled slightly and did not answer.
"Haha, actually, even if I tell you clearly, it's not a big deal." The man in black suddenly laughed and said proudly, "Looking at your skills, you must not be an unknown person. You must have heard of the name of my Dark Dagger Society. Head?"
"Dark Dagger Club?" Alati frowned but said nothing.
"Since everyone has found this place, the goods in the hall above can be regarded as an apology gift to the Baron." The man in black said with a smile, as if he didn't care about the setback he faced at all, "At least??The situation here will be reported to the higher-ups truthfully after I leave. Since there is already a direct lord here, the people who come to the top have no intention of having any conflict with a kingdom baron. You see, if you can turn your enemies into friends, and no one in the room needs to bleed, wouldn't it be a great thing? "
"Your Excellency is a good negotiator, and I'm a little tempted by what you said." Arati suddenly laughed, looking very happy, "But I still want to try to see if your skills are as good as your words." The kung fu is just as agile"
Before he finished speaking, his scimitar had already been unsheathed, and like a silver halo, it went straight to the chest of the man in black.
The two of them had already kept a certain distance on guard against each other. Apart from a pair of scimitars, it was obvious that Arati had no other weapons. The man in black never expected that his opponent, who was highly skilled in martial arts, would throw out the weapon in his hand in the first blow. This kind of behavior is a taboo that even novices would not commit against the enemy, so he was naturally defenseless. But precisely because of this, the man in black was caught off guard. The scimitar arrived in the blink of an eye, and he could no longer dodge left and right.
With a strange cry, the man in black suddenly lifted up his cloak as if being pricked by a needle, and shook the machete that was close at hand. "Tear off -" with a sound, the cloak was easily cut off by the blade, but the flight path of the scimitar also deviated slightly. Unfortunately, it hit the pillar next to the man and bounced back.
The man in black escaped from death and quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist and held it in his hand. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. And until this moment, the cut half of the cloak has not had time to fall to the ground, and is like a rolling black cloud, floating faintly in the black smoke.
After throwing the scimitar, Arati rushed forward without hesitation, leaping over a few meters away. Catching the magic scimitar flying back with his right hand, Arati's scimitar in his left hand followed the retreating figure of the man in black and stabbed out quickly.
The man in black swung his dagger and narrowly avoided the scimitar attack. He suddenly retreated, showing no intention of fighting with Arati. After seeing the opponent take several shots, with his eyesight, he had already seen that the opponent's martial arts skills were far superior to his own and that he was unable to defeat him.
Dodging, dodging again, taking full advantage of the terrain, the man in black jumped up and down around the remains of pillars and statues, turning left and right, unwilling to face Alati who was chasing behind him, even if it was not possible. He wallows like an undignified rotten ass, and he does it without hesitation.
In this way, although Alati¡¯s strength is much higher than that of the man in black, for a while, there is really nothing he can do against him. After all, the full-body plate armor Alati wore had little effect on him, not no effect at all. Even if he threw the machete again, he was dodged in advance by the man in black who was mentally prepared.
"You guys line up and watch this place, don't let him escape." Isabel pulled out her sword, turned around and ordered. She could see that even though the man in black was being chased by Alati in a panic, if he faced the guards around him, he could kill the lone man in one confrontation and escape.
The guards stood staggered in two rows, holding their halberds forward to firmly guard the stairs.
Isabel¡¯s eyes were always locked on the man in black. She walked down the steps calmly, and after a dozen steps, she quietly occupied the most advantageous position, vaguely echoing Arati, sandwiching the man in black.
"Hell!" The man in black cursed in his heart when he saw Isabel stepping onto the platform out of the corner of his eye.
If a strong and powerful soldier comes, he will definitely happily use the opponent as a breakthrough point to kill him easily. But now, a young and beautiful girl came down, and his heart suddenly felt cold.
If something goes wrong, there must be something strange! As an old man of the Dark Dagger Society, the man in black has seen a lot in his career. He knows very well that on certain occasions, women, children and the elderly who can be bullied at will are likely to become the biggest and most deadly threats.
For example, right now
Just by catching a glimpse of the subtle position the girl was standing in, the man in black had already given up in his heart any thought that the girl was just an ignorant and willful young lady. He didn't even dare to try to measure the opponent's strength at all, because even if the girl could only stop him for a few breaths, the powerful warrior behind him would undoubtedly be able to catch up and cut him in two.
Gritting his teeth hard, the man in black made a decision in an instant. Fighting the risk of injury, he suddenly paused, his right hand quickly reached into a small bag at his waist, grabbed something, and jerked it towards Arati who took the opportunity to catch up.
Even though the light was dim, Alati was still keenly aware of the rising dust of an indistinguishable color. He didn't dare to be careless. He spun his feet and rushed forward.He stopped and even took a few steps back. He already had an absolute advantage, so there was no need for him to try it himself to see what the dust was, right? After all, the other party had used blazing glue before, so there was no guarantee that the dust was not some other dangerous alchemical product.
With just this moment of hesitation, the man in black quickly pulled out a short stick from the buckle on his leg and threw it into the fire beside him.
Wow - a huge white smoke suddenly rose up, covering nearly a quarter of the platform. The smoke came so suddenly and was so thick that it was completely impossible to see through.
"This is a smoke stick!" Isabel shouted, "Don't worry about the smoke, they are harmless and will disperse in a while."
"Boys, guard the steps! That guy can't hope to escape with the smoke alone." Arati's voice sounded loudly in the thick smoke.
"Yes, sir!" the guards on the steps replied nervously, shaking the halberd poles in their hands vigorously.
Everyone stood quietly, motionless, waiting for the moment the smoke dissipated.