Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 170 Assassination Team (Subscription Request, Monthly Ticket Request)

As night fell, the entire camp gradually fell into silence.

The soldiers fell asleep one after another, and only the sentinels and patrol soldiers remained at their posts.

On this quiet night, a team of contractors from Apocalypse Paradise sneaked out quietly.

They were wearing optical stealth equipment. This high-tech product was undoubtedly a dimensionality reduction attack in the Wanshou Continent, where the technological level was still in the Middle Ages.

They moved cautiously, afraid to make any noise and alert the enemy.

They sneaked in the darkness and gradually approached Lin Yi's tent.

"Well, is this the tent?"

"It has been confirmed. According to the intelligence and positioning, it is this tent." The member holding the laptop responded in a low voice. A map of the camp was displayed on his screen, and one of the points was exactly the location of Lin Yi's tent.

The leader in the middle of the team nodded. The purpose of their trip was very clear - to solve the big trouble of Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's performance on the battlefield was too outstanding. With him around, the combat effectiveness of the Lion Legion and the contractors of the Samsara Paradise was greatly enhanced, which posed a huge threat to the Apocalypse Paradise.

The assassination team approached the tent silently. They were well-trained and each of them was good at concealment and assassination.

As they approached the target, they remained highly vigilant and ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

Just at the critical moment when the assassination team of Apocalypse Paradise was about to step into the tent, a careful assassin suddenly noticed something strange.

He was keenly aware that the breathing sounds in the tent were irregular, which was obviously unreasonable.

He reacted quickly, holding the captain's arm tightly to prevent everyone from entering rashly.

This timely warning saved the entire team.

The moment they stopped, several lasers shot out from the tent and accurately passed through their previous position.

If they had moved a little faster, several people would have been cut into pieces by the laser.

The members of the assassination team broke out in cold sweats as they realized that this assassination mission was not as simple as they had imagined.

"Tsk, I told you that your high-tech stuff is unreliable. In the end you have to rely on us." Crazy grandma strode out of the tent holding a large sickle, with a disdainful attitude and whistling in his mouth, appearing relaxed.

A contractor whose half body had been mechanically transformed lightly pressed the index finger of his right hand to light a cigarette for himself.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke before slowly retorting, "Bullshit! It's because your disguise skills are so poor. People guessed that there was something wrong before you even entered the tent. Remember to pay attention to the details when disguising next time."

At the same time, seven or eight contractors from the Samsara Paradise emerged from the darkness and surrounded the assassination team.

Their eyes were sharp, and the powerful aura they exuded made the assassination team feel unprecedented pressure.

If Lin Yi was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that these contractors who surrounded him were all masters ranked in the top 500 in the arena.

Lin Yi had fought against several of them in the arena before and knew that they were very powerful.

"It's over." The captain of the assassination team of Apocalypse Paradise looked at the powerful contractors surrounding him and felt despair in his heart.

He knew that the mission could no longer be accomplished and that they were in a desperate situation.

Taking a deep breath, the captain of the assassination team tightly grasped the two daggers in his hands, and his aura gradually became dangerous and sharp.

"Everyone, it looks like we can't leave today. So, let's fight them to the end!"

The other team members showed no sign of complaining or backing down.

When they were sent out to carry out this mission, they were already prepared for the worst.

A contractor dressed as a gunman took out a cigar, lit it, took a deep puff and said, "Captain, you are right. It's just a death, everyone has died before. Today, let's have a good fight!"

The next second, the battle was about to break out, and the scene was chaotic and intense.

Although the members of the assassination team of Apocalypse Paradise are all elites, they seem to be unable to cope with the top 500 masters in the Samsara Paradise Arena.

Crazy Grandma wielded a scythe, shuttling across the battlefield like the god of death, and an enemy fell with each swing of the scythe. The gunman's cigar was still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at the battle in front of him with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe that it would end so quickly.

Just one minute later, the captain of the Apocalypse Paradise Assassin Team was chopped into three pieces by Crazy Milk. His body fell powerlessly to the ground, and his blood dyed the surrounding ground red.

The gunman's cigar also slipped from the corner of his mouth, fell into the blood, and was quickly stained red.

The entire battlefield fell into dead silence, with only the sound of wind and dripping blood.

"How many merits do you have?" a contractor from the Samsara Paradise asked his companion.

"Five o'clock," replied the companion.

"Why is it only 4 o'clock here!" the previous contractor grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"That just shows that you are useless. It takes you so long to kill a 4-point monster." His companion mocked him unceremoniously.

"Fuck! If you have the guts, let's go out and fight." The mocked contractor challenged.

The next second, the two contractors from the Samsara Paradise ran outside the camp and started fighting. Crazy Milk and his group didn't bother to pay any attention to them. Anyway, no one on either side of the war world dared to kill each other, so it was okay to have a fight to vent some of their inner resentment.

Lin Yi spent the night peacefully in another tent about ten meters away.

This was thanks to a wizard who cleverly transferred the mark on his body to a puppet when entering the God-Emperor's tent, thus successfully misleading the assassination team of Apocalypse Paradise.

I don’t know how long I slept before the sound of a horn woke Lin Yi up.

Woo woo woo~ The sound of the assembly horn echoed in the night sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Lin Yi quickly walked out of the tent, and what came into view was the dark sky, the stars in the sky, and the military camp bathed in moonlight.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible.

Inside the military camp, torches flickered, lighting up areas one after another. Soldiers woke up from their sleep and quickly got ready to go.

Lin Yi followed the nearby soldiers and ran towards the gathering direction. They gathered together like a torrent, forming a huge team.

In the cover of night, more than 40 imperial soldiers assembled and were neatly divided into more than a dozen phalanxes.

These are the subsequent reinforcements from the Kingdom of Beasts. Their arrival has injected new strength into the upcoming battle.

In front of the army, the legion commander Tuk Bourne stood upright with his hands behind his back on a wooden chariot. His figure looked particularly tall in the night.

The orange light of the torch shone on his face, outlining his resolute features.

The adjutant respectfully handed over a pebble-shaped crystal, which was an amplifying stone that could amplify the user's voice.

However, Tuk Bourne waved his hand, indicating that he did not need it.

He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and then suddenly shouted: "Stand at attention!" His voice was like thunder, echoing in the night sky, shocking everyone present.

Even without the aid of the amplifying stone, his voice was clearly heard throughout the barracks.

All the soldiers subconsciously stood at attention, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, looking straight ahead.

The 30-strong army was silent at this moment, with only Tuk Bourne's voice echoing.

"Captain Lin Yi!"

"exist!"

Tuk Bourne said nothing and silently handed a tiger talisman to Lin Yi.

This tiger talisman represents that Lin Yi now has the authority to mobilize troops of less than one thousand people to carry out his orders.

"Let's go!" Lin Yi gave an order and led a hundred soldiers in an orderly manner towards the direction of the Middle East Grand Canyon.

(End of this chapter)