Chapter 418 Ending

When Lightning detected a large group of people appearing from the north gate of Shuilong Ridge, the group had been on the mountain for a week.

The size of the church envoy group was similar to Nightingale's initial expectation. The armored Judgment Warriors were at the front of the group, with a total of twenty-five people. Behind them was a long baggage train, which looked to be roughly composed of believers and mercenaries. The number of people is around a hundred. Except for the Judgment Army who were riding horses, everyone else was on foot.

There were also two carriages in the envoy group, and the Holy Envoy was undoubtedly on one of them.

The five people quietly followed the team and headed towards Chishui City.

According to the plan, when the enemy team left the surveillance range of the Shuilong Ridge sentry tower and was unable to obtain support quickly, it was the time for them to take action.

Nightingale was in the mist, quietly watching the four-wheeled carriage driving in the middle of the team. Through the twisted outline of the carriage, you could see the looming silver magic light.

If she were alone, she might be able to find a chance to kill the church's emissary, but there was no guarantee that everyone would be buried here. And now with the help of the witches of Sleeping Island, the possibility of sealing the news in the south is much higher. .

Once these people lose track, it will be at least the next spring before Hermes reacts. And even if they want to find out the mystery of the disappearance of the envoys, it will be very difficult.

Nightingale didn't like killing, but this time she decided to do it.

In order to relieve His Highness some of the burden, in order to keep the witch's holy mountain alive forever.

She has no regrets about becoming a sharp blade.

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As the envoys entered a woodland, Nightingale saw black shadows in the sky from far to near.

Maisie folded her wings and swooped down with a roar. The horses suddenly neighed in terror and ran away uncontrollably. Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned and at a loss.

However, the terrifying giant beast did not rush into the crowd and bite and trample them as they imagined. Instead, it spread its wings when it was about to land and passed over the heads of the team. The wind pressure caused by it made everyone almost unable to open their eyes. One person fell from the crowd. The giant beast jumped off its back and landed straight on the ground.

"Enemy attack!" The Judgment Warriors yelled from the envoys.

The believers then drew out their weapons as if awakening from a dream, and slashed at the strange enemy trapped in the center of the team.

In Nightingale's black and white vision, a group of lightless black holes enveloped the opponent tightly, making it impossible for an ordinary witch to fight back.

However, the opponent they encountered was the extraordinary being Ashes.

A flash of sword light flashed, and the believers who were close to her were cut in half, like harvested wheat ears, and they suddenly fell to pieces.

She did not use the iconic heavy sword, but an ordinary one-handed iron sword, so that Maisie could carry an additional witch while carrying her.

The iron sword quickly cracked and broke during the slashing, but there were many scattered weapons around for her to pick up. Whether it was a halberd, a club, a hammer or a scimitar, they were all deadly weapons in her hands.

Blood mist splashed up, limbs flew away, and Ashes cut off the team by one person.

The mercenaries in the rear were unable to go to support, and they found themselves in another dilemma.

Andrea's figure is like a fairy leaping in the forest. She uses tree trunks and branches as cover, constantly changing her position, and taking advantage of every opening to shoot arrows. Every time he took a shot, someone was hit in the middle of the eyebrow and fell to the ground.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the entire team became a mess, with screams, shouts and fighting intertwined together, echoing in the silent forest.

Nightingale did not stop to join the battle. She walked quickly through the fog, closely following her target. She had only one enemy to deal with: the holy envoy of the church, the witch hunter.

After the two carriages ran wildly for a while, the frightened horses finally calmed down, but instead of turning back, they left the road and ran into the woods in two directions.

It seems that the Holy Envoy is aware that among his enemies there are extremely difficult extraordinary beings. For most witches, the extraordinary beings wearing the Stone of Retaliation are almost invincible opponents.

However, this move still cannot escape Nightingale's pursuit.

She had already determined the location of the Holy Envoy before, and the person sitting in the other carriage should be a high-ranking figure such as a priest or priest.

Lightning and Maisie will take care of the latter.

Driving through the rugged forest, the car was bumpy and almost falling apart, but the driver kept waving his whip, as if someone was urging him hard.

Nightingale closed the distance to the carriage, aimed at the four Judgment Warriors following around, and pulled the trigger. In order to ensure the hit rate, she would move behind the enemy every time and fire only when she was in a straight line with the target. The distance would not exceed ten seconds. rice. The Judgment Army immediately dispersed when they heard the gunfire, but the distance in front of Nightingale was only a few steps away. Full-coverage armor is meaningless in the face of large-caliber bullets. The deformed and fragmented bullets that penetrate the armor will cause greater damage to the body.

After taking care of the four Judgment Warriors, she aimed her gun at the horse.

As the two galloping horses crashed to the ground, the carriage that lost traction flew out diagonally under the action of inertia and hit a tree trunk. The fragile wooden carriage immediately fell apart.

Amidst the flying debris, a figure wrapped in silver light rolled out. Nightingale aimed and shot without hesitation. The light belt formed by magic power seemed to have self-awareness, blocking the bullets one by one.

She quickly distanced herself and installed a new bomb nest.

"Rebel!" The Holy Messenger roared angrily and rushed towards her hiding place.

But this time the situation the two of them were in was completely opposite.

No longer constrained by a small room, Nightingale took a step back, and the opponent would have to spend more than ten steps to catch up. The effective range of the revolver was about fifty meters, which was far beyond the range of the witch's ability. The Holy Messenger's "Silver Whip" cannot touch her at all, but the bullets she shoots can threaten the opponent's life at any time.

Although shooting at this distance, the hit rate was reduced to only one or two out of five shots hitting the target, but she had plenty of time to replace the new bomb nest and aim and fire one after another.

The silver light band gradually dimmed. After the fifth round of shooting, a bullet hit her left shoulder, and the second bullet penetrated her abdomen. The Holy Envoy could no longer support himself, staggered and fell to the ground.

Nightingale did not rush to get close to the other party, but returned to the place where the carriage fell apart, picked up a Stone of Divine Punishment, and then walked towards the Holy Envoy. Her retreat route was completely around the carriage, in order to facilitate the search of the scene afterwards.

When she walked to the bloodstained witch, the other party suddenly extended her only movable right hand to her, but found that the silver light belt did not penetrate the enemy's body as expected.

"You damn devil, God will judge you!" She spit out blood and said through gritted teeth.

Nightingale pointed the gun at the Holy Envoy's chest expressionlessly, "Really? I'm waiting for that day."

Then she pressed the trigger.

(To be continued. Your support is my greatest motivation.) 16-11-1311:19:44