Chapter 670

It's still some time before the war, but the war has actually begun.

However, like the wars of other civilizations, at the very beginning, they were always fought in another form.

Prince halamad of node has been very busy recently. The star consortium has been allowed to join in the transaction with Chakan. Although it has to follow Azeroth Chakan's trading rules, for the consortium itself, the business of any civilized planet will get its due value. Yes, the value of any goods made by intelligent life will not return to zero. This is in a distant star domain, What a real business tycoon said.

Halamad thinks it makes a lot of sense.

But if he gets some, he has to pay some, which is also very clear. However, what he needs to pay for this transaction is some contraband, which is powerful and extremely lethal. Fortunately, he does not need to operate these things himself.

And they have been sent out. It is said that they were sent to the world called AGUS. Xuling knows that Azeroth is about to start an expedition. However, as a businessman who has already bet, he naturally hopes that Azeroth will win. Of course, if they lose, he will not lose much.

"I hope those guys can use them properly... Ah, war, I hate war."

Prince node sighed for a moment, and then left for the next star domain. He was very busy, and the fun of making money was the only fun he could enjoy after he became an energy creature.

AGUS world, antoran wasteland, Prince jorazi walking slowly in the shadow, surrounded by almost all the elite legions of the Burning Legion, as long as a mistake, he will be pulled out of the shadow, in front of this number of demons, he has no chance to escape.

As a big man in the dark world, Prince jorazi didn't have to take part in this desperate infiltration. His life is very valuable. Moreover, in Azeroth world, he has become a symbol. He has the status and power that countless assassins dream of. However, he still came to this world far away from Azeroth, A long investigation that could kill you at any time.

As for the reason why he came here, in addition to the invitation of audur's bigwigs, he was more afraid of some more terrifying creatures. Yes, jorazi had participated in the demon war. He knew very well that once the Burning Legion came to attack, the current Azeroth would never be able to resist.

As the top assassin, jorazi has no concept of justice in his heart, but he knows that the world is destroyed, and he can't survive, and he knows very well that a real assassin can't have fear in his heart, which will completely destroy him, so he comes here. He wants to overcome himself here, and pull the world when necessary.

It's my hometown after all.

But it wasn't until the infiltration began that jorazi realized how dangerous it was. They had been here for two months. One third of the 232 people who had come together had been killed and injured. The demons were hard to deal with. Even the most powerful assassins of Azeroth would be buried in this evil land if they were careless.

This reminds jorazi of the scene when he first entered the industry. At that time, he was very weak and needed to be alert for 24 hours a day to survive. It was like dancing on the blade. At first, he didn't adapt to it, but after he really adapted to the feeling that life and death were in an instant, The Silent Assassin's blood in jorazi's body was awakened.

He even felt that he was young again. In the assassination of the demon overseers, when the dagger and dagger in his hand crossed the blood vessels of the powerful demons, he watched them struggling and wailing in their carefully arranged traps, the stabbing pain of slightly corrosive blood splashing on their bodies.

Yes... He likes this feeling. This is the real life of an assassin. Instead of staying in ravenhold manor and enjoying the worship from the weak, the assassin should live in the shadow, reap life and wave death to pursue inner peace!

"It's not so bad."

Jorazi grunted and walked into the central room of the large demon camp. A powerful doomsday Lord was inspecting the camp. The assassin Duke laughed and took out a crystal bomb from the storage ring. Some clumsy scratched on the surface of the crystal and pasted it in the corner of the room.

Set a time. When the big fool who has been found out comes back, this gadget from the star consortium will send it up with a quarter of the camp.

It's not the first time for him to do this kind of thing, but every time he sees the huge flame storm rising in the camp and feels the end of those ugly lives, he will have a kind of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart. This is what an assassin should do!

Five minutes later, jorazi stood on a hidden hillside outside the camp, silently counting the disappearance of time in his heart. With a telescope in his hand, he carefully observed the camp in the distance and muttered to himself.

"Sword in the dark, destruction in the dream... Salute the great jorazi, fools!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the assassin Duke's words came to an end, a crimson flame storm broke out from the center of the camp. The column of fire and flames almost tore up half of the sky. The vibration of the ground was like a real earthquake. Even the hidden place of jorazi was torn apart. AGUS's earth was no harder than Delano's, And the specifications of that crystal are very clear.

It's a kind of explosive device for starship. It can't be used inside the ecological planet unless it's under special circumstances. It has a great chance to cause a direct underground rupture and vibration.

But... Who cares?

"This is AGUS... Enemy territory, who cares."

Jorazi satisfied with the telescope, in the continuous vibration slightly eased, re-enter the shadow, intend to leave quietly, but at this moment!

"Bang"

The assassin Duke's abdomen explodes with a spark. He has escaped into the shadow, and his whole body is directly smashed out of the shadow, just like being blown away by an invisible fist. If it is not blocked by audur's armor, this blow is enough to tear his body to pieces!

But it's not so good yet

Jorazi rolled awkwardly on the ground for several times. Then he stood up, covering his abdomen with an open wound. The power of the shadow covered his body. In his left hand, he held a gold dagger. It was ferocious and heavy. It didn't look like the thing that assassins would use.

This one handed sword with dragon shaped decoration is called "the legacy of ravencase". It is said that it is the portable blade of ravencase, the first elf Lord who stood up against the devil in the war of ancient times. It's a real treasure and only one step away from the legendary weapon. It's completely worthy of joraqi's identity.

Even the skin of the most powerful devil can't stop the blade.

But now, the assassin Duke obviously met his opponent. His figure was quickly wrapped by the active shadow energy. It looked like a wavering shadow. 200 meters in front of him, a brown, 4-meter-high guy slowly walked out of the empty air like magic.

It's not stealth!

Jorazi reacted at the first time. There was no fluctuation of shadow energy. This guy must have used some special method to block his breath.

This guy looks like a human, but his brown skin and hoof like feet reveal his identity. This is also a demon, but not the kind of demon jorazi has ever seen. He is wearing gray metal armor, with a brown belt around his waist, and is filled with flashing big bullets, each of which is as thick as a baby's arm, Besides the belt, there are three oval gadgets wrapped with ropes, which are like stones, but jorazi feels a strong threat from them.

He was wearing a crimson robe and a one-piece hood. Under the hood, only a pair of eyes were exposed. It was obvious that he was wearing some special equipment, similar to glasses. The most striking thing was the brown belt around his chest, which was fixed with three empty bombs full of dark green spines.

In his strong and powerful left hand, he was carrying a strange looking gun, a huge gray gun full of science and technology sense. It was this sharp weapon that attacked jorazi just now. Behind him, there were three gray throwing guns tied. At the point of the gun, there were small sparks and vibrating lightning.

He went to the position 100 meters in front of jorazi, and raised his empty arm. It seemed that some data were beating on it. He took a look at jorazi, looked at jorazi again, and then said in a low demon language,

"The 27th mouse... You are really hard to deal with, weird shadow stealth, superb homicide, but it's more interesting, isn't it? It's more interesting than the soft ones I've hunted before. "

Jorazi can only understand the simple devil language, but it doesn't prevent him from understanding the meaning of this guy who is full of danger,

"Who are you! You killed all the people we lost before? "

A shrewd hunter should not reveal too much information with his prey, but this guy seems to be convinced that jorazi can't escape from his hand. He laughs, and a trace of cruel pride appears on his ugly face.

"Of course it's me! Besides me, who else can get you out of the shadows? You are good hunters, but I am stronger! "

"My name is Immanuel, a bounty hunter. They hired me to get rid of those tough guys in the expedition. They gave me another name... Soul hunter, you will be a good prey. I smell the smell of blood and death from you. Are you the strongest one among you?"

Jorazi's body drifted out at this moment. Almost at the same time, a sharp spear pierced out of the air where he had just stood. At this moment, the body of Immanuel, who was still talking, disappeared in the form of distorted data.

This cruel and smart guy, before talking with jorazi is just a projection, the real he has been hidden in the air.

Shua

"Bang"

Jorazi swung his sword with one hand and collided with the spear for a moment. Then he was staggered by the strong vibration attached to the spear, and then a spear stabbed him. The wounded assassin Duke could not escape the blow, and there was a decisive flash in his eyes.

At this moment, his figure is completely integrated with the shadow, and then 14 figures rush out, attacking the soul Hunter jumping out of the air with different postures and directions. Fourteen attacks are completed at the same time. Theoretically, this move can kill 14 opponents at the same time, which is the supreme skill of the Assassin - killing feast.

But

"Dangdangdangdang"

Like rain beating banana, the sound of weapon collision sounded on the hidden hillside, which represented the failure of this fatal attack. Imonal waved two guns of magnitude in both hands, just like two beating storms, which scattered most of the shadows of the attack, but there were still three attacks on him.

The soul Hunter looked down at the deep visible bone wound on his arms. The wound was dark green, apparently smeared with deadly toxin. He stepped back with a grim smile, took back his long gun, took a crystal from his belt, broke it, and then stabbed the stubble into his chest.

This strange treatment method makes the toxin be removed quickly. The soul Hunter carries the gun back behind him, holds the heavy gun full of a sense of technology in both hands, and looks at jorazi, who has escaped from the shadow, with his forked, snake like tongue, licking his lips.

In the special vision, jorazi's blood in the shadow is so conspicuous.

"Ha ha, run, run... The more difficult it is for me to hunt, the more excited I am... Run! I'll take you out one by one... "

With the soul hunter's cold laughter, his body re entered the special state of concealment. A string of bone rosary beads was wrapped around his wrist, which were cruel ornaments strung up with heads that had been treated by secret method. There were no more than 27.

Jorazi... He's going to be the 28th!