Chapter 453
Chapter 453 Tying the Red Thread Again
The shadows of the trees swayed, their outlines indistinct, and in the silence emanated a terrifying aura of death. Before Lin Wanrong had time to react, a sudden change occurred. A dense barrage of arrows buzzed out from the forest, carrying a dim, cold light. With tremendous force, the arrows reached him almost instantly.
Lin Wanrong leapt into the air, performing several rolls on the ground just in time to evade the shower of arrows. The horse he had been riding wasn't as lucky—it let out a piercing neigh as countless arrows punctured its body. It collapsed, dark blood gushing out.
Just as Lin Wanrong was about to move, dozens of black figures burst from the woods on either side, their movements swift. The steel knives in their hands glinted with a terrifying white light, accompanied by a sharp, cutting wind, as they lunged at him in unison. These assassins were clad in black and wore masks. Their movements were agile, their attacks ferocious. They attacked from every direction, giving him no room to escape.
‘Damn it, let's see how you handle my bee stingers,’ Lin Wanrong thought. Just as he was about to activate the mechanism of his bee-stinger weapon, another change occurred. A clear, resounding howl echoed from the forest. Another set of figures leapt out, their movements even more agile. These newcomers said nothing. In just a few moves, they had already positioned themselves in front of Lin Wanrong, unsheathing their long swords. Amidst the cacophony of clashing blades, they successfully blocked the approaching black-clad men, and a fierce fight ensued.
‘What's going on?’ Lin Wanrong was puzzled but dared not act recklessly. His finger remained poised over the bee-stinger mechanism, ready to act at the slightest provocation. The two groups of fighters clashed intensely. The later arrivals were dressed in casual blue attire, their faces uncovered, but their moves were skillful and experienced. They managed to keep the black-clad assassins away from Lin Wanrong, gaining the upper hand. Every now and then, a muffled groan or scream could be heard from the black-clad men, clearly at a disadvantage.
However, these assassins were extremely fierce. Despite being impaled by multiple swords, they fought on fearlessly, attacking recklessly and engaging the blue-clothed men in a deadlock.
Another long howl resonated from the forest, followed by a man's clear voice, "Brothers, quickly dispose of these bastards and protect Lord Lin!"
"At once!" As the words fell, more figures in blue dashed from the forest. Their long swords and sabers moved like lightning, weaving through the battleground like dragons. In an instant, several more black-clad assassins fell.