Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Unknowingly, the assassin passed through the area controlled by Kashin, and was very close, about thirty meters away.

Without opening his eyes, Kashin locked onto the target with his mind and shot an arrow upwards...

At this moment, he was lying on the ground listening and observing whether there were any suspicious targets on the hill. It was all because of his restless mood that there must be a dangerous guy nearby...

When he felt something was wrong, he quickly dodged the powerful arrowhead by leaning sideways and broke out in a cold sweat. This is a projectile, how could it be mocking me?

Based on his level of knowledge, he calculated that the person was nearby, so he rushed over like a rabbit. He was not afraid of being shot again, as he was confident that he could dodge such an arrow and would not give anyone a chance once he found the target.

In a flash, he turned around and dodged the second arrow. The two sides saw each other within ten meters.

Kashin quickly put the bow into his space backpack. He had no intention of hiding anyway.

The other party stopped about five meters away and said: "You are very cunning, sir. Now that things have come to this, you should admit defeat. You are obviously no match for me."

Kashin responded calmly: "You have better mobility than me, and are equally proficient in sharpshooting. Why do you choose close combat..."

"Haha, of course it's to capture you alive. I want to know how you hide your breath. I've sensed the danger a long time ago, but I just couldn't find where you were?"

Kashin: "Hahahahaha, beat me first!" and rushed forward.

As soon as he made contact, he confirmed that this was a warrior of the same age as his grandfather, with immense strength. The dance of the two daggers was so mysterious that Kashin was instantly unable to resist and was in a miserable state.

After a feint, Kashin fled quickly, but the old man soon caught up with him and started fighting, but Kashin's speed was no match for him.

He could only grit his teeth and fight, using his boxing gloves to knock the dagger around. He had already practiced this technique thoroughly, so within five moves he could disrupt the old man's rhythm. He couldn't swing the dagger smoothly and became irritated.

Kashin fought and retreated, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge, and only started to attack fiercely when the opponent's rhythm was disrupted. His iron fists attacked like raindrops. As long as it was not a vital point, he would not dodge at all. If he showed weakness, he would be counterattacked by the old man.

So Kashin exchanged a stab in the abdomen for two heavy punches. This guy didn't dodge, which led to him being hit hard. At this moment, the old man had a severe pain in his head, and he felt dizzy and couldn't open his eyes.

It happened in a flash. He tried his best to stay calm and continue to use his fighting spirit, but it was no use. Another punch shattered the protective fighting spirit. The old man was knocked away and hit in the abdomen by a heavy punch. The force was so penetrating that he felt heavy bleeding in his body instantly.

The man vomited blood and fell to the ground. At this moment, the old assassin's mind became clear again. He instinctively raised his dagger and stabbed at the oncoming figure, but was blocked by the opponent's iron fist. He felt that he was too slow, and in return he was punched on the head again.

Then Kashin threw more than ten punches, and only stopped when the head was smashed.

Kashin gasped and took the healing medicine. The wound on his abdomen was very deep and blood was gushing out. He simply bandaged it and took away the old man's birch bow and matching arrowheads. The two daggers were still intact after being hit hard, which was also good equipment.

There were food and medicines in the bag on his back, which he took away decisively, and then staggered away after succeeding.

He found a safe place, opened the cloth armor formation, and used a cleansing spell to make the blood stains on his body disappear. He felt so sad that such precious cloth armor was pierced by a dagger.

I heard from Lillian that I can ask an alchemist to repair it. If I am still alive after the war, I must go to the magic academy to repair it. It has been very comfortable to wear these days and I can't live without this magic cloth armor.

I can’t care too much about it. I’ll take the time to meditate and heal my wounds. Although meditation can’t heal wounds directly, it can reduce the frequency of body functions and the pain will be reduced…

Although he couldn't enter that mysterious state at the moment, Kashen was very satisfied. He focused his mind on the wound and could initially feel the pain-relieving effect.

On the other hand, the team was blocked by the light infantry, and the two sides had already started fighting. The captain showed his skills with a shield, killing eight people and protecting Tan Aili closely...

The team was like a frightened bird, constantly under the ghostly threat from the sharpshooter.

At this critical moment, Grandpa Nick stood up without hesitation! He was like an indestructible mountain, standing firmly in front of everyone and successfully attracting the attention of the sharpshooter. In an instant, an invisible war seemed to have ignited between the two sides, and a thrilling archery battle began.

On the other side, Malone and Dusen were in a bitter battle with the Combat Assassins. Facing these agile and strange opponents, they looked extremely embarrassed, and could only defend themselves without any ability to fight back. However, they did not retreat a single step, gritting their teeth and holding on, with only one belief in their hearts - to persevere to the end! Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Silver Wolf came to reinforce like a god sent from heaven. With the help of the Silver Wolf, the two sides were finally able to barely maintain a draw, but at this moment, the situation was still extremely critical.

The enemy's real target was Tan Aili! Therefore, most of the troops were concentrated where she was. All the efforts made by Malone and Dusen were just to delay the enemy and relieve some pressure on Tan Aili.

Meanwhile, Dickens, the brave and fearless hussar, was surrounded by eight masters, holding a knight's sword and shield, and was trapped.

Dickens was caught in a dilemma and complained bitterly. Not far away, several sinister and cunning assassins were quietly approaching. The whole situation was extremely tense, like a taut string that could break at any time...

At this moment, sharp arrows pierced through an assassin, who lost his balance in an instant while running wildly and fell very far. Another assassin just reacted and was also shot in the back...

He was hit by two more arrows immediately and lost his energy instantly. This was when Grandpa Nick found the time to kill two combat assassins and then continued to confront the sharpshooter after a little preparation.

In this way, Dickens's side was safe. His light cavalry had good endurance and blocked eight light infantrymen from moving any further. Now it seemed that they still had the strength to hold on for a while.

After Nick found the time to shoot and kill the two assassins, he moved to another place to continue fighting those shooters. As long as they could keep their distance, the team's lives would be saved.

"Hey! This bow has perfect shooting speed and accuracy, but the range can't reach them..." The old man grumbled and began to complain about the rapid-shooting hunting bow.

Focus all your senses forward, find a way to stop the sharpshooter, and try to get the team out of trouble first...

At this moment, the Shadow Moon Mercenary Association has quietly deployed in the city, waiting for Tan Aili to come and launch a general attack. If they don't avenge this, it will be difficult for them to gain a foothold in the world.

They also thought of the possibility that the plan would be exposed, so they organized a hunter team to welcome them. Their route was fixed, so they should be able to find them easily...

Eleven professional hunters set out. In the absence of intelligence, it was good to send a team just in case. In fact, the team was surrounded at the moment and almost fought desperately.