The Forest of Elves is the most quiet and peaceful place in Moonlight City, and at the same time, it is also the most beautiful resort in the entire Moonlight City at night.

There are countless trees here; The soil here is fresh and fertile.

This is not only a sacred place where some indescribable things are carried out secretly, but also a natural cemetery with excellent feng shui.

I haven't been able to find out who the people who are following me are, but I'm sure they're not friendly.

Years of life and death training, although I have not been able to build my strength to the peak, but it has taught me how to use my breath to judge the attitude of the enemies around me.

Expressions can be faked, and even moods can be faked, but the breath will not change.

The slight murderous intent in the vigilance, like an insole with gravel, made me feel very uncomfortable.

Killing, it's not my intention, but when the time comes, I'll still do it mercilessly.

I chose the Elven Forest not only to serve as a natural graveyard for those who might be killed by me, but also for my battle plan.

I didn't come out with a knife, only this pair of metal gauntlets, and the attack range was limited, so I could only choose to surprise attack.

Also, if my opponent uses a weapon like a crossbow, I can also use trees as cover.

This may be my first battle in Moonlight City, so let me use them to familiarize myself with the fighting style of the elves.

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The moment I stepped into the Elven Forest, I could clearly feel that several people from behind me spread out in a rapid and imperceptible way.

Altogether it is ...... Six?

Two on the left, two on the right, and two others lurking in their respective paths.

Is it a diffuse encirclement array that was taken to facilitate containment and strangulation?

In this way, if I am careless, I will be attacked by surprise, and if I show my strength too strongly, they will not be wiped out, and at least two people will escape, and the information they get from me will be reported to the guy hiding behind them.

It's really a professional assassination method!

I frowned slightly, but continued to pretend I didn't know anything about it, watching the movements of the six Assassins and thinking about how to catch them all without them noticing.

There can't be a single fish that slips through the net!

This has always been my belief in killing.

His eyes sank, and the depths of his body, at an imperceptible speed, slowly overflowed with killing intent.

The killing intent was like flowing water, but it was more viscous than flowing water, slowly converging into my hands and feet, instantly condensing into four red and black outer membranes, tightly wrapping my hands and feet.

As I walked forward, I counted down in my mind: ten, nine, eight, seven......

The six stalkers were getting closer to me, but still at a distance where I couldn't kill with a single hit.

Six, Five, Four......

Through the layers of trees, I saw a dark black mass not far away, and there was the beginning of my anti-hunting plan.

III.2......

A hideous smile appeared at the corner of my mouth, and my hands were even trembling slightly.

Finally, can you fight with the elves in a life-and-death confrontation?

I'm really looking forward to it......

One!

With a kick of my feet, my body jumped out violently, like a cunning rabbit, and instantly rushed to the black paint.

The jet-black plaster, just a meter away from me, was actually a dead tree, but it hadn't been destroyed, and the soil beneath it wasn't too dry, and I needed the fresh, soft dirt to start my plan.

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The moment my hands touched the fresh, soft soil, the killing intent wrapped around my fingers shattered the dirt into powder, and I dived in.

As I flicked the dirt backwards, I mentally counted the distance I had traveled.

Here, it should be about half a meter away from the surface dirt, and three seconds have passed, counting my movement consumption, this breath in my mouth can be held for up to three and a half minutes, and the initial state of exhaustion will be generated, which will start to affect my subsequent attacks.

Three minutes is enough, though.

Or rather, just a few seconds.

The killing intent constantly destroys the tamped soil, which should be a characteristic of my combat skills.

I distinctly remember that my combat technique 'Resonance' is to damage things around me to varying degrees through killing intent, and the harder or tougher the thing, the smaller the damage.

I once experimented with a stone in a very bored way, and the big sword with a thin layer of murderous intent slashed the stone without warning, like touching tofu.

Since then, I have had a whim to wonder if the gauntlets that have been coerced by murderous intent will have the same effect, so I continued to try, and I was very satisfied with the results.

For a while, I was caught up in a variety of skill-based combat combinations.

After a series of continuous extensions and refinements, I have come up with at least 10 sets of feasible solutions.

Among them, dirt warfare is one of these ten plans.

It was my first time practicing and everything went so smoothly that I couldn't help but smile proudly when I thought about it...... Oops!

The sharp pain above my head made me grin, and I reached out to touch it, damn, how could there be a stone hidden in this soft fresh soil!

Hey, it hurts me!

Angry, he put the stone in the palm of his hand, shattered it into a pile of stone dust with murderous intent, and continued to swim forward.

Ahh

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The moment I broke through the ground, I looked around vigilantly, and soon locked on to the figures of the six stalkers.

One of the stalkers is gone, and another is guarding the hole I dug *** maybe the other one is in the 'underground tunnel' I dug and struggling to find my traces.

With a sneer, I crept out of the dirt pit, using my hands and feet, quickly approaching the first stalker closest to me.

This stalker was the second person to break away from the group, and the other one, on the other side furthest from my position.

Quietly coming behind the man, I glanced at his long pointed ears, and sure enough, it was an elf.

In this person's hand, he held a small crossbow with a small arrow on the crossbow, which was the same as Lirea's small crossbow, but the difference was that the person in front of him was obviously a male elf, and both the body shape and movement were completely different from the delicate Lirea, or rather, it was not as strong as Lirea's.

I suddenly remembered what Lirea had said before: in the assassination squad, her strength is considered to be a strong category.

Feeling the murderous aura of the person in front of me who couldn't be completely restrained, I knew very well in my heart that he wanted to kill me, and there was no doubt about it.

Now there are only two things I have to do: first, kill him; Second, it must be clean and neat, and one move is fatal, and you must not startle the snake.