The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 30: Out of the fog

Substitute Fierce Scar advanced only to receive two quick strikes from Brian before his sword was swept away.

They were not city patrols, it would be more appropriate to call them a bunch of bullies.

Thinking of this further provoked Brian's anger. Other than extortion and robbery, what else did these people do?

Greyhound and Brian had done the task given by master without loose threads, but ranking below them was a completely different category.

But...this group of trash, which will be the group that takes refuge in the fortress.

This trash, a scourge for the two who even dared to kill the Greyhound using such a despicable method.

This is unforgivable!

His sword slashed towards his frightened opponent and cut his neck –

but at this moment, the shadow clinging behind the back of his former target struck Brian's heart in the blink of an eye.

The punch was too smooth, so when Brian noticed it, it was too late to fend off. In an act of despair, he violently threw himself backwards onto the ground, and at the same time as he fell backwards, he felt a piercing pain in his chest area.

After the two scrolls retreated, he immediately stood up again and took a defensive position. Brian was lucky that the sneak attack just now had only penetrated his coat and skin,

and does not cause any serious injury. The key is to stab the weak point of the man with the sword!

From the impression he had of his own patrol members, he was sure none of them had any sangar skills.

"Huh? You actually ran away, ”the man kicked the missing weapon of his dead teammate, the,

step by step, we moved towards Brian. What the fuck? Brian finds himself unable to recognize the others

he was not a tall man, but his hands were too big compared to his body,

when his arms hung from his side, his hands almost reaching his knees, his eyes were very strange. ;

Brian could have sworn that he had never seen this pair of eyes.

"You're not a member of the city patrol... Who're you?"

Even though five out of ten members of the city patrol lived next door and he rarely dealt with them, he was still always able to recognize these people.

So this person obviously replaced one of them and followed the team on their way to the castle.

The fact that he had not previously seen her on the way to the castle was not surprising, however, the night was pitch-black.

However, there was no reaction from Fierce Scar's group. Since they looked at him without any surprise, there was only one possibility, this fellow was previously arranged by Fierce Scar.

“You can guess the answer. Why do you need to ask me? ” he replied while smiling indifferently,

"By the way, you'll be dead soon."

"Damn it, he hurt me!" Fierce Scar lit up bitterly,

"Viper, quickly cut off his hands and feet, I want to slowly bathe with his blood!"

“Unfortunately, Mr. Hill, I must prioritize the completion of the task given by Tuanku.”

Just like his name, this person was actually the incarnation of a snake. He will always attack from a strange and complicated angle,

in addition to his extremely long arm span. He immediately forced Brian to fight hard.

Brian was forced to retreat again and again, and he could never find an opportunity to strike back.

He's too careless! In his heart, Brian could feel some anxiety welling up. He had fought for so long on this underground road,

so the guards above should have already noticed the fight, right?

He originally intended to avenge the Greyhound personally, but now he could only hope to live a little longer, instead,

waiting for His Majesty's Knight Guards to come to break the siege of these criminals.

“It looks like you are waiting for something.” Viper suddenly suspends his attack, but,

“I think you're waiting for the prince's knight to come save you?

Unfortunately, this stone castle was built differently from pubs and brothels in general. It was only a matter of time before the wooden hut was broken.

But this door is here, even if you tear your throat while shouting, the people behind will never hear any sound.

“ When Brain heard the reason, he couldn't help himself and hesitated for a moment. This is the opportunity that Viper has been waiting for.

He slashed with his sword down, pressed Brian's sword down, and crippled his movements, then he slightly raised his other hand and triggered the hand arrow hidden in his sleeve.

A one-finger long bolt was fired from the cuff, and when Brian heard the sound of the mechanism humming, the bolt had already penetrated into his lungs

. Suddenly an unbearable pain exploded within his chest. Brian threw his sword towards the Viper then turned around and ran.

However, the blood of his lungs seeped rapidly into the trachea and made it difficult to breathe. He really can't run far. He tripped over the doorway, took a few surprising steps and fell hard to the ground.

"Let me do it" Fierce Scar sighed through his gritted teeth,

"I want to kill this guy! Besides, he stabbed me!” A cold look flashed in Viper's eyes, but in the end, he still stepped aside, though,

"But do it quickly, and don't forget that we still have other business here." Fierce Scar grabbed Brian by the hair and growled at him,

"Trust me, you will die slowly and painfully." Brian wanted to spit on Fierce Scar's face, but the strength of his body flowed like water into a bottomless pit.

He didn't know how much longer he could live. The regret of his life appeared in his mind, like he had not met his wife and had not fulfilled his dream of becoming a knight.

But what he regretted the most was that he did not avenge the Greyhound. Wait, what is that?

He blinked once and suddenly there was a woman sitting on the lid of the box,

although in this dark light, she could not see her appearance clearly, but with such a beautiful body there was no doubt that she was a woman.

Shit, is this an illusion?…

maybe he fell into this room at midnight, and there was definitely no one inside!

Could it be that God in heaven had heard his grievances and specifically made this fantasy to comfort him?

“Hey, you played so agilely in the place of others and even intended to kill someone in front of my face.

I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right? ”

Fierce Scar saw something twinkling at the edge of his sight, so he suddenly removed Brian's hair.

He took out his sword from its sheath and turned towards it while hearing that some of his team members were doing the same thing,

"Who are you!?"

Why they respond to it too…

Wait, with his consciousness dim, Brian began to think, what if what he saw was not an illusion?

"Of course, I'm here" the woman jumped out of the box,

bending over and patting the dust off her dress. In the dim light of the flames, Brian could see a strange pattern embroidered on his robe of three juxtaposed triangles, which he had,

in the middle is a big eye. The contours of the eyes, when illuminated by the flames looked rather golden.

"Why are you here?

"Sneaking through the gutter like a rat.”

Her voice was clear and sweet but her face showed no emotion. This is an anomaly ......

anyone who saw such a killing scene should not be so calm. Viper realized this.

He looked solemn as he slowly turned around to face the new opponent and suddenly attacked with a piercing attack.

The woman did not look worried as she casually waved her hand. But Viper didn't even see his arm move,

he only felt a cold wind blowing all over his body. Seeing such an incredible scene, Fierce Scar could only stare in disbelief.

He rushes forward to help Viper, but he can see that he came late for Viper because the place where his arm usually is, is already empty.

Along with his fallen arms and sword, the Viper fell to the ground. Seeing this, Fierce Scar was overwhelmed with fear and could feel a suffocating pressure in his throat.

The others don't know, but he knows very well the ins and outs of Viper.

“Cruel, sneaky, and very dangerous.” This is his uncle's evaluation of the Viper.

He could recruit others, he held absolute strength, and should not be underestimated, it was even difficult for Brian to withstand a Viper attack for half a quarter of an hour.

But now, he was casually enchanted by a woman, and even his entire arm was cut off.

“Everybody is not stupid standing up! Go and kill him!” viper shouted while pressing on his wound.

Due to the excessive bleeding, Brian's vision began to blur. He could only hear chaotic footsteps, the sounds of clashing weapons, as well as the sound of bodies crashing into the ground everywhere around him.

Then. everything becomes muffled. In the end, what happened?

He tried to turn his head, and looked towards the fight – what he saw back then was an image that was too difficult to understand.

The woman was like a ghost, walking in and out of the crowd as she pleased, disappearing from view again and again.

Each of his attacks would pierce through the enemy's vital. It was impossible to call it a fight, it would be better to say he was dancing.

He had never seen a person capable of using a murderous weapon while having a rhythm, killing high and low, drawing an unimaginable path.

Instead, the surrounding people were nothing more than a bunch of awkward clowns. They tried to fight back, only to fall for nothing.

In the end, only he was left standing, proud and independent. It was the last scene he saw before he lost consciousness.