Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 427 The Assassin Exposed to the Sunlight

Chelsea swaggered down the main street, her eyes constantly scanning her surroundings.

Squads of heavily armed tribal warriors appeared on the streets, their numbers exceeding those of regular patrols.

Some of them had a clear objective and moved towards a certain location ahead.

'They're moving so fast, they've already started searching?'

Chelsea thought to herself, quickening her pace.

She needed to leave the city as soon as possible and make contact with Mo Yu before he received the message.

However, just as Chelsea was about to reach the east gate leading out of the city, a fierce clang of metal and a muffled roar made her stop abruptly.

problem occurs!
Worried that her other companions might be in danger, she, wearing Bard's face, followed a group of tribal warriors to check on them.

It was also thanks to the tribal warriors' love of war that their military regulations were relatively rough.

Her behavior—even though it wasn't part of her orders, she would still rush to join in whenever there was fighting, hoping to gain some military merit—was unacceptable.

This was considered normal practice by the tribal warriors, so no one paid any attention to her.

Chelsea followed behind and soon got her wish to see the situation ahead.

She gasped at the sight of him.

The long street ahead had been transformed into a bloody battlefield.

Dozens of tribal warriors formed an impenetrable steel line.

The tower shields advancing from all directions, and the spears protruding from the gaps, all exuded a black and red aura, like burning flames.

This symbolizes that they are the elite of the tribal warriors who are skilled in wielding the power of the God of War.

Opposite them, several figures were charging left and right, fighting desperately.

'Those are... people from the Imperial Assassination Squad?'

Chelsea immediately recognized several familiar faces, feeling both horrified and relieved.

She hadn't expected the Church of War to act so quickly, without any hesitation, grabbing their weapons as soon as they said they'd get to work.

Moreover, how long had it been since the order was given? The tribal warriors had already pinpointed the location of the Imperial assassination squad and formed an encirclement.

This was by no means a search, but a premeditated encirclement. Najenda may not have had accurate intelligence, but she definitely had a general idea of ​​the area.

Just like in the original work, assemble a team of experts, set up a special task force, and form a hunter army.

No, this isn't a movie or TV show. For counter-terrorism, a general coordinate is enough.

The right approach is to sweep through with overwhelming force!

"Hold the formation! Follow my steps! No one is allowed to break formation and engage the enemy!"

A tribal centurion roared as he stood in the center, shield in hand, and stepped forward, controlling the pace of the entire column.

Seeing that the street was surrounded by heavy troops on both sides and that his space for maneuver was gradually being compressed, Gozchi wanted to fight his way out.

The demonic sword was drawn, transforming into a crimson crescent moon.

"Keng——!"

A blade strong enough to cleave steel struck the large shield burning with black and red energy, but only left a finger-deep gash.

"kill!!"

The tribal warrior was even more ferocious; with a battle roar, he charged forward, shield in hand.

A forest of spears and lances shot towards him from all sides, sealing off any possibility of him dodging or moving.

Helpless, Gozichi could only parry the spear attacks with his knife while retreating rapidly to avoid them.

"Brave and fearless warriors! The God of War is watching us! Charge!"

"Ula!"

The tribal warriors' morale soared, they advanced, shields thrusting forward, then another surge of spears.

The simplest and most straightforward tactics, enhanced by the power of the God of War, proved troublesome for Gozchi, the Imperial Dark Guard instructor, forcing him to retreat continuously.

Behind them, the three enhanced team members who were carrying another tribe warrior were being pushed back under this fierce offensive.

The space was further compressed to a distance of fifty steps.

This is an extremely dangerous distance!

“Swish, swish, swish—!”

Dozens of arrows pierced the sky!
Each arrow was enveloped in black and red qi, trailing a long, fiery tail as it fell like a shooting star.

Chelsea felt a chill run down her spine.

She finally understood why these imperial assassins didn't use their superior physical abilities to break out of the encirclement.

Under the target of such a sharpshooter, if you dare to jump into the air, without the ability to move around in mid-air, you are just a sitting duck!
Don't be fooled by the fact that archers played a negligible role during the internal rebellion of the Church of War.

But that's because the eight thousand iron cavalry led by Buck were the elite of the elite. Both men and horses were heavily armored, and with the added enhancement of the God of War's power, the arrows simply couldn't break through their defenses.

But now, these sharpshooters are facing imperial assassins with high attack but low defense.

If I can't pierce iron armor, can't I pierce through you unarmored units?
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

Gozchi's longsword moved with lightning speed, deflecting and repelling all the arrows aimed at him with a series of crisp sounds.

With his strength, it wouldn't be impossible for him to break out on his own.

However, his incompetent teammates were no good.

"what--!"

A shrill scream sounded.

Bill, the leader of the reinforcement group, with his shiny bald head, was rolling around on the ground, clutching his left shoulder.

His entire left arm was ripped off by an arrow, the cut was a bloody mess, and the bare white bone was exposed.

"help me!!"

Bill screamed in terror, his voice distorted and shrill from the pain and fear.

The three reinforced soldiers, who were resisting the advancing tribal warriors from the rear, gritted their teeth and held on, exchanging glances.

"Kelly, you go!"

Natara shouted.

Kelly nodded and withdrew.

In an instant, the pressure coming from the front intensified. Natara and Silver held on desperately, their spears clashing with their weapons, sending sparks flying and making their hands numb. They were forced to retreat even faster, and blood began to appear on their bodies.

At that moment, another volley of arrows rained down.

Kelly, who had retreated to Bill's side, used his body and weapons to desperately block the attack.

Unfortunately, his strength was far inferior to Gozchi's, and he also had to protect Bill beside him. Faced with the continuous barrage of bullets, he was quickly overwhelmed and several deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on his body.

"Gozchi, where are your elite team members? Where are they? Why haven't they come to meet us yet!"

Bill saw that he couldn't hold on any longer and started howling hysterically.

They were completely unaware of how foolish it was to shout that there was another reinforcement army when they were surrounded.

Gozci closed his eyes in pain.

How come he never noticed before that this guy was such a useless and incompetent teammate?
Can you really say something like that out loud?!
"Report to Lady Najenda! There are also assassins. Everyone, search thoroughly! Don't let a single soldier escape... cough, don't let a single assassin escape!"

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, someone on the other side immediately shouted with joy.

"Oh oh oh!"

Those tribal warriors on the outskirts who had arrived late and missed out on good spots, and could only watch from the sidelines, suddenly became incredibly excited, howling as they joined the search.

The burning desire in their eyes was a thirst for battle and military glory.

Finished!

The Imperial elite assassination team, lurking in the shadows of a building not far away, also turned extremely grim.

"Boss, we've been exposed!"

Guy lowered his voice, his tone tinged with anxiety.

Nahashu glanced outside, a resolute glint flashing in his calm eyes.

"Guy, get ready to move!"

"okay!"

Before he finished speaking, Nahashu's figure shot up like a cannonball!
The weapon in his hand, the Water Dragon Sword, emitted a clear and melodious dragon's roar, and his physical attributes instantly increased dramatically.

"You bunch of small fry, get out of my way!"

Nahashu roared and slashed at the tribal warriors closest to him with his sword.

Even though his opponent was a seasoned veteran with swift reflexes, the difference in their physical abilities meant he still managed to severely injure three of them with the first strike. But he knew this buff would only last three minutes!

The burly Guy followed closely behind, slamming his hands onto the ground, a yellowish-brown light flashing around him.

"I possess the Thousand-Layer Robe!"

The ground beneath their feet was manipulated, turning into quicksand that dragged the heavily armored tribal warriors into it.

However, since the controllable range of the artifacts was not large, only about half of the tribal warriors were affected by the quicksand.

"Well done! War God Weapon!"

The tribal warriors ignored the engulfed church and stood in the quicksand to fight the two men head-on.

At the very moment of intense confrontation between the two sides!

Two beautiful figures emerged from the shadows in another direction.

Cornelia, wielding the gauntlet-type weapon "Crusher King," slammed her fist, carrying immense force, into the back of a tribal warrior's head.

Wearing the "Youzhi Pants" armor, Bonnie's legs burst with astonishing speed as she slashed her short sword toward another warrior's throat.

In the blink of an eye, two tribal warriors were killed.

Several archers on the roof, who were relatively close, noticed the enemy's appearance and nocked their arrows.

However, the arrow had not yet been fired.

A rope silently emerged from beside the feet of a focused archer, then, like a rattlesnake, wrapped around his ankle and yanked him off the roof.

Green, who had been waiting for a long time, thrust out a fatal sword at the right moment, and the sharpshooter lost his life while still in mid-air.

In the shadows around a corner, Tsukushi raised his gun-shaped weapon, Prometheus, and locked onto a sharpshooter.

"boom!"

A muffled gunshot rang out, the bullet changing direction three times in the air before finally spinning at high speed and piercing the head of a sharpshooter.

The sharpshooter was still somewhat dazed when he died.

Didn't he dodge it? How come the bullet can curve?!
As elite assassins of the empire, the timing and coordination of this sneak attack were perfect.

In the blink of an eye, three tribal warriors were severely wounded, and two tribal warriors and the archer were killed.

According to the imperial army's usual practice, such a sudden and severe blow would inevitably cause morale to plummet, and there might even be a rout.

However, the situation Nahashu had anticipated did not occur.

The remaining tribal warriors, seeing their comrades fall, showed no fear or anger on their faces, only their eyes burned with an even deeper crimson.

"kill--!"

A surge of black and red energy, far more violent than before, shot into the sky.

"To sacrifice oneself for the God of War!"

"Kill them!"

A furious battle cry, a reckless charge, a fearless fighting style.

Nahashu and his three companions, facing the enemy head-on, were instantly overwhelmed by the larger number of tribal warriors.

When an assassin lurking in the shadows is exposed to the light, especially when surrounded by enemy forces.

The outcome may already be decided.

On the rooftop, Green, who had just succeeded, instantly felt the threat of death.

Before he could react...

“Swish, swish, swish, swish—!”

A dense rain of arrows, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, instantly covered the area where he was located.

Green only had time for a brief cry of alarm before he was riddled with arrows, turning him into a pincushion.

The Rattlesnake he used was a rope-type weapon. The moment he attacked, he revealed his position, attracting the attention of at least a dozen archers.

On the other side, although Tsukushi, who was using firearms, was not directly exposed, the sound of gunfire and the trajectory of bullets allowed the experienced tribal warriors to pinpoint her approximate location.

"It's this area!"

The two nearest ten-man teams reacted quickly, immediately abandoning the enemies in front that they couldn't reach, and flanked them from both sides, rushing directly into the building where Tsukushi was located.

Although Tsukushi's archery skills are excellent, her close combat ability is far inferior to that of the other team members.

"No...don't come over here!"

She panicked and tried to back away, but there was nowhere to hide in the cramped room.

"Pfft!"

Several spears, enveloped in black and red aura, pierced through her petite body from behind the tower shield, showing no mercy.

Blood stained her tender face.

"Grin! Tsukushi!"

Nahashu's eyes widened in horror, his heart aching terribly.

Those were all his partners whom he regarded as family!
However, he had no time to feel grief and indignation.

Because from all directions, more tribal warriors had surged in like a tide.

Tower shields, spears, battle swords... a blend of black and red Qi surrounded the four of them, completely sealing them off.

It’s over.

Looking at the densely packed, murderous enemies before him, Nahashu felt nothing but endless despair.

In another battle, Gozichi noticed the dire situation of the elite group.

He took a deep breath, a hint of pain and determination flashing in his eyes.

Their operation ended before it even began.

Without further hesitation, Gozchi unleashed his full power, forcing the tribal warriors surrounding him back half a step.

Immediately afterwards, he used his toes to touch the wall and flipped onto the roof, avoiding the encirclement and attack of the tribal warriors below.

“Swish, swish, swish, swish—!”

Dozens of arrows rained down the moment he peeked out.

Gozchi brandished his longsword, blocking and dodging, yet not a single arrow struck him.

His speed was so fast that several sharpshooters who were close enough to block his escape route only saw a blur before their bodies were covered in small knife marks.

At first they didn’t pay attention and even tried to nock an arrow, but as soon as their hands touched the fletching, their hearts suddenly skipped a beat and stopped beating.

Black curse marks crawled all over their bodies like vines, and several corpses fell from the roof.

With his exceptional strength and agility, Gozchi fought his way through the impenetrable encirclement, sustaining several deep, bone-revealing wounds.

The screams, roars, and clashes of weapons quickly faded into the distance behind him, eventually falling silent.

Chelsea, disguised as Bud, witnessed all of this, and her heart sank to the bottom.

too strong……

Without seeing it with your own eyes, even with written information, it's impossible to comprehend such power.

After all, it is difficult for humans to imagine things outside of their own knowledge.

The distortion of intelligence often stems from this.

Fearless and in perfect coordination, coupled with the strange "power of the God of War"... they are beyond the concept of a conventional army!
Thankfully... thankfully it was the Imperial assassination squad that was discovered, not one of our Oberg.

Chelsea felt a surge of relief, as if she had survived a disaster.

However, just as she was preparing to slip away quietly, intending to continue to find High Priest Mo Yu and see if there was any chance to get more information,

The conversation of several tribal warriors caught her attention.

"Tsk, we're still too late. All the credit has been stolen." A young soldier punched the wall in frustration.

“I just heard from the messenger that a fight has broken out on the other side, and it seems they’ve caught a whole nest of rats. Should we go over and try our luck?” Another young soldier carrying a spear said, sounding equally disappointed.

"Really? What are we waiting for? Let's go check it out, maybe we can even get some scraps!"

Several tribal warriors quickly brushed past her.

Their words struck Chelsea like a bolt from the blue.

What does "on the other side..." mean?
Did they catch a whole nest of rats?

Chelsea's body froze instantly, a bone-chilling cold rushing straight to the top of her head.

She suddenly remembered her companion.

They...did they get discovered too?!

(End of this chapter)