A foreigner's journey

The night in Huasheng Snowfield is bitingly cold, and the endless howling wind and snow cover the sky.

Beasts hidden in the night are waiting for opportunities, and deadly monsters are hidden in the wind and snow.

And none of this is a problem for Millicent. The key problem is that she is being hunted now.

The visibility was very low due to the heavy wind and snow, and Millicent ran across the snowy field regardless of her thin clothes.

Suddenly, she turned around and struck out with a sword.

Clang!

The fierce collision between the sword blades caused a spark that was enough to illuminate the surrounding area for a moment.

With the help of the impact, Millicent jumped back quickly and gracefully. Every time she landed and jumped up again, a crossbow arrow was deeply nailed to the position where she was.

"Surround her!"

There were shouts in the wind and snow, and two more figures approached behind Millicent from the endless wind and snow.

And Millicent seemed to have foresight, or she 'saw' the two men from a distance, and slashed with her backhand without looking back.

The flowing water sword drew an arc, accurately hitting the blades that were coming towards her one after another.

Then she raised the Xinghai prosthetic hand on her right arm, and three crossbow arrows hit the surface of the prosthetic hand and then spun and flew away.

The Flowing Water Sword was placed in front of him, just enough to block the forward thrust of the sharp blade.

The flowing water sword that Heather forged for Millicent was extremely tough and would not break even if the sides of the sword were used to block the slashes of the legendary weapon. Millicent jumped back quickly with the help of this impact, but she stopped suddenly before running a few meters. Several arrows were nailed on her retreat. If she had not stopped just now, she would have been hit by the arrows. It penetrated the head and neck.

After being delayed for a moment, the pursuers from behind had already arrived.

Several figures moved slowly around Millicent, not approaching without authorization. The attackers armed with crossbows in the distance were also ready to attack.

"Be careful. This woman has the same superb sword skills as the Valkyrie Marlenia. Four assassins just died under her sword."

one of them shouted.

"We have never been so embarrassed...Kill her! Immediately!" Another person's voice was filled with anger.

"Use the crossbow arrows to pierce her hands and feet, and then use the weapon to slowly cut her face..." The third person let out a cold laugh.

"Don't compare us with those ordinary assassins who die casually. We are the rebels of the Volcano Mansion, and we are the strongest fighters who will launch a resistance offensive against the Golden Tree."

The fourth person's voice is as slimy as a snake,

“According to the rules, we can give this woman a chance.

Woman, you were deceived by the man who claimed to be the ‘Chosen One’. The fault is not yours.

Join us, become a noble warrior under King Rakad, and fight against the Golden Tree with us..."

"Not interested."

Millicent's cold words interrupted the rebel's invitation. She held the Flowing Water Sword horizontally, her other hand resting on the hilt of the sword on her waist, and her tone was cold:

“Whether it’s the golden tree or the volcano mansion, it means nothing to me.

If you continue to come forward, I will show no mercy.

So, please get out of the way. "

The rebels who besieged Millicent laughed instead of angry. To them, Millicent was just a ferocious kitten whose hands and feet were trapped in a trap. Four against one, and a double-digit number of assassins were aiming at her with crossbows. The most important thing she should do now was to pick up a weapon and kill herself, although they would not allow Millicent to die casually.

"I have given you a chance according to the rules, but you don't cherish it.

Well, at the end of your life, at least let you know why you died. "

The attacker said in a pretentious manner:

"We are the rebels under Lord Rakad, the faded ones of the past who rebelled against the Golden Law.

The guidance of blessings, the arrogant words of fingers, what is imposed by the Golden Law, we are not prepared to obey...

We must raise our swords against the golden tree!

Even if we rebels fight to become heroes, even if we encounter filth and uncleanness in the process of hunting our compatriots... No, it should be said that it is precisely because of this that we can lead to the path of becoming heroes.

According to the judgment made by Tanis, the hostess of the Volcano Mansion, the man traveling with you, Heather the Chosen, is a dangerous person who complies with the Golden Law and attempts to make the Golden Line thrive again.

The evidence is that he has been trying to save the kings who fell from the sky and crawled on the ground.

Limbs, broken stars, full moons, bad omens... one after another, kings closely related to the Golden Law have resurrected and joined the war for the throne of King Elden.

What a heinous act! Sanctions must be imposed!

Therefore, the Volcano Mansion sent four of us rebels and sixteen Volcano Assassins to follow your traces all the way to the Holy Snowfield, in order to save the border area and get rid of the unstable factor of the Selector.

I didn't expect that man to abandon you and escape from here in advance. It's really funny. He must have felt insecure without the most powerful knight under his command, right?

Women, blame the man named Heather. He seduces you into evil ways, and then abandons you in this snowy wilderness to await death.

Our hands have been stained by the blood of our compatriots and we will show no mercy to women.

Come on, wield the weapons and martial arts you imitate from the Valkyrie, use your life and struggle to let the beautiful flower of despair bloom, and become the embellishment when the golden tree collapses! "

As soon as the words fell, the Rebels rushed towards Millicent at the same time, and at the same time, a large number of arrows came from the distance.

Millicent is standing ready with a flowing water sword in her hand. These four people are extremely powerful and work well together, plus the assassins in the distance... It's very tricky, but I have a reason why I absolutely cannot fall.

Master Heather asked me to wait for him, so I must live to see him again!

As if her mind was transparent, Millicent's Xinghai prosthetic hand held the Flowing Water Sword in a starting position, and at the same time put one foot on the ground like a water bird standing gracefully on the water.

One of the rebels who was the first to rush forward was a veteran fader who had survived from the Shattered War to this day. He was shocked when he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar starting gesture: "That's...get out of the way!"

It was too late, because Millicent had already lightly jumped up on one foot, and as she rotated her body, the flowing sword in her hand also drew beautiful and violent combos.

Those are like the dancing wings of a water bird, flying wings that are invincible and contain heroic will.

Not only the traitor who shouted out, the other three people also looked horrified.

Valkyrie Marlenia's unique skill - [Water Bird Flurry]!

The extremely fast combo knocked the weapon of the leading rebel directly away, and then a large amount of blood bloomed and sprayed from their bodies. The rain of arrows coming from the distance were all chopped to pieces by the sharp sword energy before they even got close, making it impossible to get closer.

There were a total of sixty-four combos, and the first wave of waterfowl flurry had been unleashed when Millicent landed.

At this time, the other three rebels also attacked. They are indeed experienced warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. After just one attack, it can be seen that although Millicent has the same sword skills as the Valkyrie, there is a huge difference in 'numerical values'.

If it were the Valkyrie in front of them, I'm afraid that the first wave of water birds would have turned into flesh and blood.

"No problem, contain her! Use heavy weapons to break her defense circle!"

A rebel swung a huge stone hammer and hit Millicent on the head.

Click!

The stone hammer spun and hit the ground heavily. The rebel held the broken hammer handle in both hands and was a little confused.

On the other side, the other two rebels were severely knocked away by the metal whip whizzing from the distance as soon as they brandished their weapons.

"Who!"

The rebels roared angrily, but found that there were faint screams in the distance. The screams turned out to be the screams of the assassins of the Volcano Mansion?

Taking a closer look, there were several figures of knights galloping past in the snowy and dark night in the distance. The knights were wearing black armor and black cloaks, and their horses were also covered by huge black cloths, like ghosts in the night.

Night Knight? How is it possible... The rebels discovered that that direction was exactly where the assassins were, and presumably they had all been wiped out by this group of night knights.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a slim and tall exotic female swordsman holding a fluid sword standing elegantly on the top of a boulder in the wind and snow, looking down at them.

"People of Knox! Are they the reinforcements called by that man? Killing a few low-level assassins is no big deal. You must know that we are the Rebels! This is a powerful battle that you can't imagine... ahhhhh!"

One of the rebels was cheering himself up, when suddenly a giant claw came out of the snow and grabbed his head and pulled him into the night.

Immediately afterwards, miserable screams and the sound of tearing flesh and blood could be heard, even the howling wind and snow could not cover it up.

Boom... boom... boom...

Heavy footsteps came from the darkness, getting closer and closer.

The rebels were horrified to find a five-meter-tall werewolf wearing golden carapace-like armor and cyan scales walking out of the snow. The sharp black nails between his fingers were dripping with blood that did not belong to him.

Hunter versus hunter, the tables are turned.