"Poof! An MI7 assassin who jumped up high and tried to attack was pierced through the chest by a flying magic arrow. His whole body seemed to be hit by a cannon. He flew backwards without a word and smashed into the Lion King's Pride Hotel. on the wall.

While the wall was shattered, green blood spurted out from the hapless assassin's shattered body...

Well, it's green.

Shocking green.

Xiao, who was fighting silently, looked back.

The body of his loyal subordinate fell to the ground and quickly turned into a Dread Lord with his head smashed, and his body quickly disappeared in the blood.

"Weathering" left only a pair of Tao An's armor.

This made Xiaoer feel more helpless.

He knew that he was about to be laughed at by a bastard soon.

However, compared to the result of being laughed at, the anger in Shaw's heart grew stronger.

He stared at the assassins scurrying around in the shadows. He watched the agents of MI7 engaged in a desperate confrontation with the Uncrowned Ones in the darkness.

The battle was even at the beginning, with each side winning or losing.

MI7 is not just a freeloader. On their own territory, these kingdom spies will never allow bastard organizations like the Uncrowned to carry out conspiracy to subvert the country.

They are determined to protect their hometown.

They even planted explosives outside Goldsmith Town, intending to use dense minefields to prevent the undead from passing and advancing, but the Uncrowned Ones arrived too quickly, and a battle broke out without any communication between the two sides.

However, after the first hidden Nasrezim was revealed, the situation at the Seventh Office immediately took a turn for the worse.

Kingdom spies not only have to battle wits and courage with the Uncrowned Ones, but they also have to always be on guard against the disguised demons around them who might play dirty tricks on them.

On the other hand, the Uncrowned Ones were a little unmotivated at the beginning of the battle, and seemed to be somewhat resistant to fighting with their colleagues. However, after seeing the demons hiding in MI7, the offensive of these Creed Assassins became more and more fierce. stand up.

They seemed to have found a reason to fight that could support their beliefs.

These MI7 colleagues shamelessly mix with the devils. These bastards have undoubtedly "fallen"!

In the name of the Assassin's Way, they must be punished!

"Let me tell you, didn't I tell you the last time we met that MI7 has been infiltrated into a sieve? Why don't you change at all?"

Blake's figure appeared from Shore's shadow and sneered in a long voice.

He gestured behind him.

Valeera and Tao Ya, who were summoned here, each led a group of uncrowned ones to spread out to both sides.

These Uncrowned Ones all have special grenades hanging from their waists, made by Mechagon's mechanical gnomes. When they land and explode, they will emit a compressed, high-bright light.

In addition to blinding dogs, it can also destroy the camouflage magic of low-level Nasrezim.

On the side deck of the Deathship "ship" that rumbled past at high altitude, the first batch of monks recruited to join the Uncrowned Ones also joined the battlefield in an airborne manner.

The assassins used flash bombs to blow out the hidden demons, and then the monks commanded by Feixue and Xianglian came forward to harvest them. These melee masters who wielded the true energy were not afraid of the sharp teeth of these demons.

The punching assassins are extremely powerful and can often knock those hateful demons to the ground with just a few punches and kicks.

"I thought the penetration you were talking about came from the Uncrowned One. Who would have thought that you were talking about the devil?"

Shore and Black stood back to back in the chaotic Lion's Pride Hotel. The shadows around the two brothers were flying and spinning. It was obvious that there was someone

The "big guy" is eyeing them.

The master assassin of MI7 held his dragon-wing dagger in his hand and whispered:

"So, you bastard, can you make it clear next time you speak? Also, why do these demons hiding among us want to reveal their identities at this time?

Tell the truth!

Are they coming for you?

We at MI7 were just implicated by you, right?"

"How do you want me to explain this?"

Blake grabbed the Solidar Void Apostle battle bow, feeling the looming demonic aura from left to right, and whispered:

"Instigating relationships and causing chaos is the Dread Lord's specialty. After today, no matter the reason or the process, MI7, which has suffered heavy losses, will definitely put this account on our uncrowned head.

Yes, they are coming for me.

But they know they can't do anything to me, so they plan to completely destroy my good reputation in Azeroth.

In the eyes of the world, label me as a lackey of the Burning Legion, and I will never be able to stand up again."

"good reputation?"

Xiao twitched his mouth and complained:

"Are you sure you have that?"

"I didn't."

Blake rolled his eyes and said:

"So the revenge actions of the Dread Lords were ineffective against me from the beginning. This is because as long as I have no bottom line, no one can use the bottom line to threaten me to close my eyes!

I want a big one!"

Shore immediately closed his eyes, extremely obedient and trusting, not worried at all that the pirate would insert a knife into his heart when he closed his eyes.

At the same time, the stinky pirate raised his war bow to the sky.

The divine power of the void in Solidar's war bow was rapidly absorbed, and instead, the bright divine power of the moon was poured into the war bow.

The originally gloomy war bow that looked like ghost claws was quickly shaped into a bright white moon-curved war bow in the moonlight, with sacred crescent moon patterns emblazoned on both sides of the bow.

As the pirates opened their bows and fired arrows, a divine arrow filled with moonlight was pierced into the sky, completely illuminating the dark and cold surroundings of Jinjin Town, and at the same time, like a meteor shower, it sprinkled scattered hot moonlight, like a flash of light a hundred times brighter.

Bullets swept across the chaotic battlefield around them.

All the beings of order who were attacked were knocked to the ground, covering their blinded eyes and howling indiscriminately.

But those hidden fear lords are in dire straits.

In this divine storm of extreme order, these guys screamed and burned one by one as if they had been poured acid, and were quickly swarmed and killed by the surrounding assassins.

The "big guy" who had been floating around, blocking Shore and Black, was also forced out of hiding by the moonlight, revealing its cunning and vicious body.

"Hey~who did I think it was?"

Blake put away his bow and looked at Nasrezim, who was wearing green armor and having gray-red wings. He sneered and said:

"It turns out to be Master Tichondrius, what? Did Kim Tessa send you to create a little trouble for me? Did that bitch lose the bet to me and have no face to see anyone?"

Does she even dare to appear in front of me? "

"You're being arrogant, Blake."

The first lord of the Dread Council, Tichondrius, the strong man among the Natrezim, moved his sharp claws inlaid with corrupted gems. He sneered and scratched Black's neck.

it says:

"You pulled a trick and foiled our plan, and you cheater still expect us to surrender to you? This game isn't over yet, Blake!

We haven't lost yet.

All this is just to say hello to you, Lothar will never become the master of Frostmourne!

Let's wait and see!"

After saying that, Tichondrius ignored the low-level Nasrezim who were dying miserably. It retreated and disappeared into the shadows. As it left, the pirate shouted to it:

"Go back and tell Jin Taisha that I have prepared a beautiful dog leash for her and let her wash her neck and wait. I will not spare a guy with such a bad character so easily.

And you, Tichondrius, you dare to talk to your future leader so arrogantly, I think you don’t want to hang out anymore. But don’t worry, we will have plenty of opportunities to ‘play it slow’ in the future.

No one responded to the pirate's harsh words.

But Black knew that these fear demons were not as confident as they appeared.

These guys are not willing to expose their identities as a means to prevent Black from resurrecting Lothar. It can be seen that they are at the end of their rope and are at their wits end.

For the best hiders and pretenders, this kind of desperate battle is a real shame.

"What are you looking at?"

The pirate put away the Solidar Moon Saber in his hand, looked back at Shaw who was staring at him, and said rudely:

"Have you never seen a handsome guy?"

"What game are you playing with the Dread Lords?"

Shore made a gesture and told the MI7 assassins to withdraw from the battlefield. He looked at the devastated Goldsmith Town in front of him during the battle between the assassins and the demons. He whispered:

"It seems that there is something behind the resurrection of Marshal Lothar?"

"Yes, there are many hidden stories, but I can't tell you,"

Blake picked up his pipe, blew out a smoke ring, turned around and straightened Shore's collar, and said:

"Go back and give your child the king a truthful report. Ignore the conversation between the demon and me, and then conduct a thorough investigation of the demon spies hidden in the Kingdom of Stormwind and other human kingdoms.
To be continued...