It happened in a split second. The assassin swept past the five people in front of him like the wind, and the two obsidian daggers rolled erratically like fallen leaves in the wind. The five people who had lost their weapons were unable to withstand such an attack. The arteries in their throats were cut open one after another, and the blood splattered all over the assassin's face and body. This made the assassin look more like a scarlet rose, waving its thorny thorns in the crowd.
In the blink of an eye, all five people who came with him fell into a pool of blood. But the assassin didn't stop at all. He crossed his daggers in front of him and rushed straight towards Osomat.
Ousomat was armed, but as soon as it came into contact with the dagger in the assassin's left hand, both weapons broke into pieces with a "dang" sound. The assassin seized the opportunity to get close, and the dagger in his right hand bit Ousomat's throat like a poisonous snake without any resistance.
A ball of fire hit the two people who were crossing each other. The assassin reacted quickly and quickly stepped back a few inches. So the fireball hit Osomat entirely, causing his whole body to burn. Osomat wailed in pain and rolled on the ground several times before the flames were extinguished, but a large area of his skin was still burned.
"How could you attack me with a fireball!" Ousalmat shouted angrily at Amy, "I might be burned to death!"
"Better than having your neck slit."
Amy didn't even glance at Osomat, but stared straight at the assassin in front of her. Amy's attack just hit his face. At this moment, a layer of burnt skin-like thing was falling off on his face, revealing the real skin on the inside. And the assassin no longer hid, and directly took off the disguise covering his face. What appeared in front of Amy was a brown-skinned woman with three triangular war lines painted with dark red paint on the corners of her eyes and forehead, and her eyes were full of determination.
"Who are you?" Amy asked, "Why did you attack the local Tratoani?"
"Citralmina."
The woman stated her name simply. She wiped the area on her cheek that had just been touched by the fire with her hand, and the pain made her hiss slightly.
"What a pity," she said, "those poisons didn't poison you."
Amy was shocked: "Those assassins who attacked were also sent by you?"
"Look, let me tell you, it has nothing to do with me!" Ousalmat shouted from behind, "Hurry up and arrest this woman! I want to interrogate her properly!"
The soldiers behind Amy were already holding axes and shields and were ready to attack. Citralmina cautiously took a few steps back and picked up the maquawit she had thrown away from the ground to make Amy take it lightly.
"Are you still ready to resist?" Amy stared at Citralmina, "The ratio of the number of people on our side is one to a thousand."
"Are you still ready to resist?" Amy stared at Citralmina, "The ratio of the number of people on our side is one to a thousand."
"I can't fight against a thousand people, let alone a thousand people, even a hundred people will struggle." Citral Mina stared closely at Osomat who was hiding behind Amy, "But after being caught If I kill one or two people beforehand, I am still confident."
Soon enough, Citralmina shook the maquawit in her hand. Maquawit was originally a stick inlaid with obsidian blades, but when she shook it, the entire stick suddenly split into four pieces, revealing a weapon that was completely different from the weapon used by the Aztlans. Different long swords made of bronze.
"This material... is a broken stone sword!" Osomat shouted in surprise, "This woman is a disciple of Master Querakiri!"
"Stone Sword?" Amy cast a questioning look at Osomalet.
"This is the toughest and sharpest weapon in the entire Aztlan. Only Master Querachiri knows how to make it! No weapon can block the sharpness of the gravel sword! No!" Osomat said to Amy with some fear. Explaining, "I was fortunate enough to see the Stone Sword once. He was also a disciple of Master Querakiri. He was a man, and he could use fire magic like you. He used the Stone Sword to shatter ten of our bodies in succession. It’s a weapon, but the Stone Sword itself doesn’t even have a gap! It’s such a magical weapon!”
"Really?" Amy glanced at the sword in Citralmina's hand again, flicked her hand and pointed at several soldiers in the military formation, "rush up and catch her!"
Almost at the same time, Sitralmina also rushed in the direction of Osomat. Facing the dozen or so pirates who had gathered around her, she aimed at the person at the front, raised her sword and stabbed him. When she swung the dagger, her movements were already too fast for people to react. Now when she switched to a sword, her speed was even faster. One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, five swords. In the blink of an eye, she launched five attacks. The pirate could only huddle behind his shield and be unable to move. Citralmina's sword never touched the pirate's shield or axe, but the pirate was shaken and spun around. After five sword blows, he suddenly fell to the ground.
Before Citralmina could launch a pursuit, the pirates behind her surrounded her. Citralmina moved her steps slightly to ensure that she was not surrounded. At the same time, she moved her wrist and gently turned the direction of the unsheathed sword. She saw one sword, two swords, three swords, and four swords. With a hasty change of moves, she actually launched four more attacks in a row!
Such a fierce move forced the approaching pirates back slightly. The pirates retreated, and Citralmina's movements froze. Her posture remained the same as when she stabbed the last sword, and she only raised her head slightly, staring at the bright moon in the sky.
Under the light of the fire and moonlight, her posture was frozen like a sculpture.
Seeing that Citralmina was not moving, the pirates came closer again. At that moment, her sword that was frozen in the air moved heavily.
Faster than the previous two times, this time her attack was slow and heavy. The previous stagnation seemed to be accumulating power for this sword, making this blow extremely heavy!
As the sword hit the upright shield, a dark force flowed down the shield, causing the pirate under the shield to spit out a mouthful of blood!
"This is the swordsmanship of Master Querakiri!" Osomat shouted from behind Amy, "Ten people are not enough, let the troops you bring line up to catch her!"
Citralmina made three moves and was in high spirits for a moment. She swung the sword in her hand and struck directly at the iron ax in the hand of another pirate. She just wanted to rely on the tenacity of the gravel sword to use the sword-breaking technique to directly shatter the weapon she had never seen before!
With a "dang" sound, the two weapons collided together. However, they saw that the iron ax had no damage, but the bronze sword in Citralmina's hand broke into pieces with a "click".
