Chapter 16: Mysterious Techniques
Chapter 16: Mysterious Techniques
Dena's divine weapon not only swiftly dealt with the burly man but also caused the other two to retreat in fear.
As the burly man fell, the other two immediately fled into the distance.
"Chase them!"
Dena was not alone; several colleagues from the Patrol Hall had also arrived.
Most of those who joined the Patrol Hall had connections, coming from wealthy or noble families, and some had even cultivated breath techniques.
While they might lack experience in life-and-death struggles, their strength was by no means weak, and they were especially skilled at fighting with the advantage.
"Unbelievable."
As they ran, Dena spoke up, "You're already a Knight Attendant. Where did you learn that breath technique?"
"I'm not telling you!" Karl snorted coldly, "You deliberately put a noble in danger. I'll report this to the Noble Council and request your removal from the position of Patrol Commander."
"If it weren't for me, you might already be dead," Dena furrowed her brows, "Is this how you repay your lifesaver?"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have encountered danger in the first place!"
"..."
Dena was speechless.
After a pause, she said, "Regarding the mummy case, Ham had investigated some clues, but he didn't have time to tell me before he was killed."
"So..."
"I sent you to retrieve something, and the message I spread was that Ham's investigation results would lure the murderer. I didn't expect it to actually attract a killer."
"Hmph!" Karl's voice was muffled, "I almost died!"
No matter how reasonable the other party's explanation was, the fact that he had been put in danger was undeniable, and he couldn't forgive it.
It was no joke.
He only had one life; how could he forgive this? Just because you have a pretty face?
"You..." Dena's face turned angry, "Forget it, let's catch them first."
"Bang!"
Seeing that they couldn't shake off their pursuers, the two in front smashed through a wooden door and rushed into a three-story building.
"You won't escape!"
Dena accelerated, and her figure flashed as she leaped to the second floor. Before she could get a clear view, a ball of fire rushed towards her, and she instinctively dodged to the side.
"Boom!"
The fire exploded, scattering on the ground.
The sparks that landed on the dirt, wooden walls, and bricks didn't extinguish immediately but instead showed signs of intensifying.
This fire...
Karl's eyes narrowed, and fragments of his past memories surfaced in his mind, causing the scar on his cheek to throb faintly.
"Watch out!"
Dena shouted even louder, "It's a Fire Thief!"
Fire Thieves, a group of heretics who worshipped 'Flames', were notorious for causing fires and burning everything in their path. They possessed the ability to create unique flames.
"Kill!"
Accompanied by roars and howls, the colleagues from the Patrol Hall clashed with the Fire Thieves hiding in the house.
Dena took the lead.
The rapier in her hand was sharp and pointed, and her rapid stabs were so fierce that they produced piercing screeches. With a slight tremble of her wrist, the sword's shadow instantly grew.
The Fire Thief blocking her path was pierced countless times in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't just her swordsmanship.
Dena's agility was also impressive. She nimbly dodged in the narrow corridor, occasionally stabbing with her rapier, and the Fire Thieves blocking her path fell one after another.
"Boom!"
The door shattered.
Facing the group of valiant patrol officers, the Fire Thieves, who had hastily engaged in combat, barely posed any obstacle.
Karl wielded a large sword he had picked up, which, although not as good as his own broadsword, was still much better than a short sword.
"Boom!"
He struck with fury.
The greatsword, imbued with immense power, slashed down one person, and Karl seized the opportunity to rush into a room.
The room was filled with various bottles and jars; some contained murky liquids, while others held animal organs in suspension. Complex pipelines connected the glass bottles together.
At first glance, it looked like the laboratory of a mad scientist.
Strange!
Karl was startled, and a sharp, piercing voice came from the adjacent room, "Damn you! You ruined my experiment!"
"Boom!"
A flame exploded from the neighboring room, and two figures staggered out, followed by the sight of someone rushing out.
A young man with a pale complexion emerged, and the key thing was...
Karl had seen him before.
A few days ago, he had encountered him on the road, and he had boarded Anne's carriage, the same person Kerry had suspected of being a vampire, named Miles.
At this moment, Miles' face was contorted with rage, and his anger seemed to have consumed his sanity.
The sword glinted.
The one who drew his sword was a colleague from the Patrol Hall, named Aubrey, who was also a knight attendant practicing the Breath Technique.
Aubrey brandished his knight sword and charged towards the young man's neck.
With his strength, he could easily decapitate an adult.
"Whoosh!"
Under Aubrey's astonished expression, the knight sword traced an arc, perfectly avoiding Miles' body.
It seemed as if an invisible force had distorted his movement.
At the same time...
Miles' cane in his hand snapped open, and a rapier was drawn from it, which he lightly waved towards Aubrey.
The rapier was not long, and it should not have been able to reach Aubrey.
But...
"Ssss!"
A crack appeared on Aubrey's abdomen, followed by a gush of blood. Half of his body slowly slid off his legs, and his eyes were filled with astonishment and unwillingness.
"Die!"
After killing Aubrey, Miles still hadn't vented his anger. He took a step forward and swung his sword horizontally at another person.
"Ding..."
The rapier clashed with the knight sword.
This time, Karl saw it clearly—there was a strange glow about a foot long on the rapier.
The glow seemed solid, and it sparked when it collided with the knight sword.
The other colleague staggered back as if struck by a heavy blow, but fortunately, he wasn't cut in half like Aubrey.
"Whoosh!"
Karl, who was watching, was not spared. Miles casually waved his rapier at him.
Karl's breath hitched, and his heart contracted. The Breath Technique warned him of danger, and he instantly understood why his colleagues' reactions seemed so slow.
There seemed to be an invisible force field around this man, and anyone who approached would be suppressed by it.
"Bang!"
The sound of a collision rang out.
Karl took a step back, and his heart relaxed slightly.
Although the man's abilities were strange and incomprehensible, his strength was not powerful, and it was even weaker than that of the knight attendant.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Before Karl could recover, Miles' rapier attacked again, and afterimages pinned the two of them down.
Under the influence of the bizarre force field, their attacks struggled to threaten Miles, while his attacks were deadly.
"Ah!"
A scream from his companion made Karl's eyes twitch.
It was his comrade, whose legs were brutally severed, and blood gushed from the severed ends.
"Clang!"
A loud noise reverberated.
Dena, who had finished clearing out the other areas, transformed into a black shadow and leaped down, her rapier creating afterimages like a miniature tornado.
Battle Technique—Dance of the Blade!
The peak knight attendant's battle technique almost covered everything in half of the room.
Miles was the primary target.
"Pfft!"
"Hiss..."
Karl's vision blurred, and he saw Miles staggering, apparently injured.
"Go!"
Dena's voice was cold and stern, even tinged with panic:
"Kill him!"
"Oomph!"
Miles hurriedly raised his hand, revealing a ring with an azure gemstone, and at the same time, a strange sound exploded in the two's ears.
Karl's body stiffened.
In an instant, countless chaotic voices flooded his eardrums, and everything in his vision became distorted and bizarre.
Various hallucinations appeared.
Little men with wings, buzzing insects, and a topsy-turvy confusion of directions almost made him collapse on the spot.
Dena, beside him, groaned and dropped her rapier, her eyes vacant and unfocused, instantly losing her resistance.
'What's happening?'
'What's going on?'
Karl struggled to raise his hand, instinctively activating the Sleeve Arrow, and then he blacked out and fell to the ground.
(End of Chapter)
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