Chapter 15 The Target of the Flying Assassin
"Oh, hello Marco, you are also protected." Wang Liang greeted Marco while looking at the situation outside through the gap.
The merchants in white robes had already picked up their bows and arrows and were shooting at the flying assassins flying in the sky.
However, they are not professional archers, and the power of shooting from the ground to the sky is obviously much smaller. Even if the arrows fly in front of those flying assassins, they will have no effect.
The flying assassins ignored the arrows shot at them and flew towards the camel herd.
At this time Niu Xuanguang and the others also began to display their abilities. The levels in this game are clearly divided into level 10 corresponding to foundation building, level 20 corresponding to golden elixir, level 30 corresponding to Nascent Soul, level 40 corresponding to out-of-body state, level 50 corresponding to Yuanshen, and level 60 corresponding to Immortal.
Generally speaking, you can equip flying swords or magic weapons at level 20, and you can fly into the sky by yourself at level 30.
The weakest of these players is at level 39, and they are familiar with battles in the sky.
Although they may need to use flying swords or other magical tools to fly, they will definitely not be like the paladins below, who have a strength of more than level 40 but can only run on the ground on ordinary war horses.
Niu Xuanguang shouted loudly and slapped the leather bag on his back. Seven sword lights circled around him and brought him into the air. At the same time, a long sword stabbed at a flying assassin in the air.
The second person to follow was Wei Ban. He released the same three-meter-tall wooden puppet as before. This time, there was an extra flying wing made of rockets behind the wooden puppet, which lifted the wooden puppet into the air.
As a result, Wei Ban stood there like before, completely unconscious.
Unlike Niu Xuanguang, Wei Ban and others, the crying girl waved her Fang Tian Huaji and a rouge-red warhorse ran out from the void. The warhorse was fully armed and had a silver horn on its head.
After the crying girl jumped onto the warhorse, the horse kicked its front hooves and actually carried her into the sky.
The actions of these three people shocked the paladins present. The leading paladin said seriously: "You guys protect my body. I want to fight. We can't let them look down on us."
After saying this, the paladin jumped off his horse, knelt on one knee facing west, and began to recite scriptures.
As he moved, a pair of translucent wings appeared behind him, and then a white light man who looked exactly like him flew out of his body.
The light man had white transparent wings and was not wearing heavy armor. Instead, he was wearing a white robe and holding a two-handed heavy sword that was flashing white light in his hands.
After seeing this scene, Wang Liang finally understood why Zhao Gongming had been saying along the way that there was a birdman on their side.
In Wang Liang's eyes, this was clearly some kind of bird that had become a spirit.
After the white light man flew up, several of the flying assassins in the sky gathered around this side.
It can be seen that these flying assassins are very familiar with the situation on the Paladins' side and know what countermeasures they can use.
However, they didn't know that there were other masters who could fly in the team, and they were not prepared at the moment. When facing Niu Xuanguang and others, they could only assign three people to hold them back.
The remaining flying assassins followed the original plan and flew over the camel caravan surrounded by the paladins .
Watching the Flying Assassin flying towards them, Wang Liang dragged the child he had just adopted behind him.
"Be careful, if they jump out of the sky, you just stay behind me."
After saying this, Wang Liang tightened the sword in his hand. After several battles, he had almost figured out what the game was all about. Unless he could chop off the enemy's head with one blow, or split the opponent in half, everyone here would have the ability to fight no matter how seriously injured they were.
Even serious injuries will stimulate their potential and let them release their ultimate moves. No wonder Niu Xuanguang and his friends are obviously stronger than those people. They also use all their strength when attacking and take away the enemies in the shortest time.
It is obvious at a glance that these flying assassins are the kind of people with high attack power but weak limbs. If they jump down from the sky and Wang Liang calculates the time well, he can kill an enemy with one sword.
But after that, he will have to fight hard.
Thinking of this, Wang Liang estimated his own strength, and then put everything behind him. He had survived the battle, so this little thing was nothing.
Perhaps it was because Wang Liang's calmness influenced Marco, he really hid behind Wang Liang, looking at the sky carefully and vigilantly.
However, Wang Liang was completely wrong. The flying had no intention of coming down. They threw down something like a dart.
Wang Liang heard a whooshing sound, and the darts were nailed to the surface of the box on the back of the camel next to Wang Liang.
Wang Liang dragged Marco back a few steps at the first moment, and then he discovered that there were invisible clues on the dart. The flying assassins in the sky did not want to kill people, they came to steal things.
Seeing this situation, Wang Liang felt relieved for some reason.
Maybe it was because he didn't need to fight with the opponent. At this moment, Wang Liang already had an idea in his mind. He had to complete the task at hand quickly and raise his level. Otherwise, it would be unpleasant to feel that anyone was much stronger than him.
But Marco, who was hiding behind Wang Liang, seemed to have seen something and he actually jumped out on his own initiative.
"Oh no, they're going to take the box."
Wang Liang grabbed Marco who was about to rush out and said, "Don't worry about your life. What's the big deal about a box?"
"No, my father said that the box is very important. It is a gift from the Pope to His Majesty the Emperor."
"How do you know?" Wang Liang simply didn't believe it, and even if he did, he couldn't let Marco go. Even he would be useless in this situation, let alone an ordinary person like Marco who knew nothing.
"It has a seal carved by the Pope himself, the symbol of the Cross of Light. This box cannot be lost."
As he said this, Marco struggled and threw himself towards the box.
Just then, the flying assassin in the sky exerted force and dragged the box off the camel's back.
Marco pounced onto the box. His weight caused the three flying assassins who were dragging the box in the sky to pause, and one of the flying assassins almost rolled over and fell headfirst.
At this moment, one of the flying assassins in the sky loosened his hands that were controlling the kite, opened his arms and jumped down from a high place, jumping towards Marco who was lying on the box.
