Chapter 494 495. Teleportation? !
The number of one-eyed n gathered at the dock was quite large.
Because they captured the entire crew of the Adrestia, about thirty people.
In order to keep an eye on all these people, the one-eyed man arranged for many of his subordinates to be here.
Secondly, it should also be to let more people see the tragic situation of Barnabas, so as to shock everyone and prevent them from saying words like "one-eyed" from their mouths.
So, after the one-eyed man 'lost' his beloved obsidian eyeball, about twenty strong and powerful gangsters surrounded Cassandra and Lann.
They are people who have long been used to licking blood with their swords.
No matter how extraordinary a person is, as long as they stand on the opposite side of the battlefield, they don't care whether the opponent is a demigod or a hero. If you can be hacked to death, you are a mortal. If you can't be hacked to death, you will die yourself.
No need to think too much at all.
Most of these people are ordinary gangsters, similar to the two who went to Cassandra's house to find trouble.
Linen armor, greaves, and wrist guards of poor quality, not even a helt, and a bronze dagger, shield, or longbow in his hand.
Most of the barbarian soldiers wore jackets made of two bronze plates and held axes or hamrs in their hands.
Do you need to take care of you?
Lann and Cassandra stood back to back, the witchers left hand resting on the scabbard at his waist, speaking softly.
It was as if the dozen or so people walking towards him didn't exist.
Kassandra drew out the dagger from her waist with her right hand, and took out the strange broken spear from her back with her left hand.
The broken spear turned subconsciously at her fingertips, and the slight whistling sound caused by the wind made it clear how exaggeratedly sharp this thing was beneath its old appearance.
Kassandra's smart eyes moved around the enemy approaching her step by step, and there was always a smile of excitent and ferocity on the corner of her mouth.
Spartans.
If soone who was fighting against the Spartans on the battlefield ca to see him now, he would probably say this na without even thinking about it.
It was in the Spartans' nature to crave honorable and difficult battles, just as it is in the nature of n to crave good wine, good food, and the hotties of the opposite sex.
You look down on won?
"No."
Does that an you look down on ?
Of course not.
"Then don't talk such nonsense!" A woman is as beautiful as a female leopard, but her swiftness and fierceness in action cannot be matched by even the most athletic leopard in the world!
Lets enjoy the mont!
Kassandra beca serious, and the blade of the broken spear in her hand shone golden.
Behind her, Lan En noticed this keenly.
The witcher didn't know what this ant.
But soon, the owner of Broken Spear gave him a skill demonstration.
Oops!
The ancient broken spear flew out from Kassandra's hand, and even the strength of the javelin was no more than this.
As a target of projection, a bandit seems to have two chances.
He tried his best to move his body, trying to avoid this heavy blow. But the speed of the broken spear was so fast that he only had ti to move half of his body out.
Facing an unimaginably sharp broken spear, inferior linen armor was as fragile as a layer of parchnt.
With a rapid tearing sound, the broken spear penetrated directly from the gangster's left rib to the back, and was then stuck by the muscles and bones in the body.
The bandit imdiately fell to the ground, the broken spear piercing the back of his kneeling body, as if he was using a corpse as a base.
Up to this point, not to ntion Lan En, even the bandits surrounding them felt normal. Isn't it normal to throw a gun and stab soone to death?
But next.
The witcher's cat-like pupils suddenly shrank into a thin slit because of what he saw.
Behind Lan En, Cassandra's body first emitted a faint golden light, and then disappeared like a particle special effect!
Then at the location of the broken spear, the golden particles reunited into a human shape.
Cassandra, who still had a layer of shimr on her body, grabbed the broken spearhead that ca out from behind the corpse.
With a sudden pull, she tore the body that was lying on the ground and flew out.
Then there was another broken spear thrown, disappeared and reappeared like particle effects, and a barbarian soldier's neck was pulled to expose the cervical vertebrae.
Teleportation using the broken spear as the reference point? !
Lann and ntos imdiately gained a keen insight into the chanism of this ability with their experience and calculation power after witnessing it only twice.
But even so, he was still stunned.
Compared with this move, Anyu's ability to make the flas on the dagger burn abnormally seems to be much easier to accept.
Just when Lan En thought Cassandra was going to "swish", like a golden flash, the whole place ran around to end the battle. Cassandra, who flashed twice, did not throw the broken spear again.
The golden light on the broken spear also dimd, just like an ordinary spear head.
It seems that there is a limit to the number of tis you can teleport.
Lane and ntos once again added to their observation record.
Compared to the demon hunters who know how valuable the ability of 'teleportation' is, the local bandits are also surprised by this magical phenonon.
However, their world view is still very "old-fashioned", and they probably can't even understand the technological gap between "making the fire burn bigger" and "teleportation".
To them, this is just "divine power", which is very different from what is said in legends. They have never seen it but have heard of it.
Hence, they ca to their senses faster than Lan En, who thought carefully.
The two brave bandits stood closest to Lan En. They looked at each other and nodded to each other.
While he is dazed, kill him first!
So the two bronze daggers attacked Lan En from two angles at the sa ti.
It can be seen that they are cooperating.
One raised his toes and swung towards Lan En's unarmored head, while the other tried to stab his ribs with the tip of the bronze dagger from the side.
From experience, the sides of the armor will mostly be the weak points.
Confidence flashed in the eyes of the two thieves.
Even though this man is big, he has never seen a suit of armor. But he hasn't even turned his head to look behind him.
No matter how big you are, can you still survive if you are slashed on the head with a sword?
But when their confident eyes looked up and t Lan En's cat eyes, which tilted his head but had slanted pupils, this confidence disappeared like the dew in the morning.
Oops!
Leather gloves with steel armor to hold the handle of the Lake Lady's Sword. When he drew the knife, the weighted ball on the handle got stuck on the joint of the knife-wielding gangster.
In the accurate judgnt of human body structure, this position is just right.
The person wielding the knife made a dull "click" sound on his arm. Under the force of his own swing of the knife, his arm was broken by himself!
The long sword shining with clear silver light has now been completely unsheathed.
A fan-shaped silver light flashed past.
Lan En swung down like a knife to shake off the blood, and the legs of the two thieves were separated from their bodies starting from the knee position.
The wailing sound started to sound only after the blood stains fell to the ground.
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