The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Until the sun gradually rose, Manuel took the bag of water handed over by the guard and moisturized the somewhat dry throat.

"Now, it's time for the whole team to assemble and return to Cardopasia, take our homeland from the hateful Turkish spies, and tell them who is the real master here..."

"Killer!!" The sharp shout interrupted Manuel's conclusion, and a black-haired woman ran out of the cave embarrassedly. "The Ottoman killer is here!!"

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ps: Suddenly found that there are already 3 million words, surprised

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Chapter 1316: Praying Mantis Catching Cicada

"The Ottoman killer is here!"

The screams sounded like a bowl being thrown to the ground and the crowd was silent for a moment, and the next moment it turned into chaos even more violent than the earthquake.

"Don't panic, don't mess!" Manuel yelled, but people seemed to think that not only Ottoman assassins appeared, but an Ottoman army to slaughter them. "You!" Manuel pointed to a guard. "Go find the yelling woman and keep order..."

The next moment, a sudden scream from the noise of the people interrupted his speech. A soldier suddenly rushed out of the crowd and swung a sword to chop down the Byzantine soldier closest to him. The blood looked particularly dazzling in the morning sun.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Manuel’s composure melted like snow in the sun, and he grabbed the guards beside him and pushed him over, "Go! Hurry up! Get rid of him!"

The number advantage seemed to bring psychological comfort to these soldiers, and the three soldiers rushed towards the demon hunters from different directions. Zelin slashed the spear that pierced him, and slashed the enemy's chest with a backhand. The remaining two soldiers rushed over shoulder to shoulder. Zelin was still in front of them the moment before, but appeared on their right side the next moment. They instantly lost their rhythm, the two collided together and rolled into the straw in front.

A soldier screamed and rushed forward. Zelin leaned his body to avoid the blow, and at the same time stretched out his leg. The soldier tripped and lost his balance. Out of the corner of the demon hunter’s eyes, he noticed that a guard was holding a pistol and aiming at him. Before the soldier who was tripped over fell, he grabbed the soldier by the shoulder and strangled his neck with the other hand, blocking him like a shield. In front of you. With a gunshot, the soldier's body vibrated, then collapsed. Seeing that the gun was blocked, the guard began to reload the rifle, but was knocked down by the thrown corpse in the next second.

Someone wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack from behind. A soldier rushed up and wanted to confine the demon hunter’s arm. Zelin threw him out with just two simple shakes. The soldier screamed and smashed the drying rack. The shattered wooden frame buried him underneath.

"What do you want to do!" Looking at the approaching enemy, Manuel suddenly opened his eyes, and the creeps of fear climbed onto his cheeks. "You're an assassin! Damn assassin! Go, go! Leave him alone, hack him to death!"

The heavy armored guard appeared in front of Zelin. He rushed over like a mountain and swung an epee with all his strength to slash at the enemy in front of him. Maybe Zelin would have trouble with such a heavily armored enemy in the past, but now it's different. He jumped to the left to avoid the heavy blow, and then raised the ebony blade and slashed fiercely on the back of the enemy's sword. With a crisp sound, the sword was almost torn apart in the middle.

The sudden change made the enemy stunned, and then he paid the price for this momentary distraction. Zelin kicked away the corpse pierced in the chest, and jumped back to avoid the pursuit of another enemy in front of him. When the tall corpse in front fell, it revealed the angry face of the guard behind, together with the demon hunter and the drawn pistol. There was less than two meters between them, and Zelin had no reason to miss.

The gunshots were suppressed by people's screams, and it was difficult to distinguish whether it was gunshots or people's screams that could bring chaos. The demon hunter noticed that the other two Templar knights had run to the dock to untie the rope of the fishing boat docked on the dock. Zelin didn't care, because he knew someone would welcome them warmly.

"Do you want to take this thing away! Assassin! The key to the Masyaf library, take away what you have already abandoned!?" It seemed that the thirty guards in the middle gave Manu to Manu. El's not so secure sense of security at all, he panted, yelling hysterically. "Do you want to take away our achievements for so many years!"

But Zelin didn't reply, he continued to walk towards the goal. The two soldiers in the front hesitated, they looked at each other, and attacked the demon hunter at the same time. Zelin raised his sword and hit the pierced spear hilt, deflected the direction of the spear, and then hit the enemy's calf, hitting the blade when the enemy lost his balance. The second enemy wanted to attack, but was blocked by the pierced corpse in front of him. Zelin took the opportunity to turn around, and while drawing out the blade of the sword, he let the sword draw a circular arc, and opened the enemy's abdomen. The soldier opened his eyes, knelt to the ground, and covered his abdomen in vain.

"Your actions are in vain! The Templars will always and will exist forever, our power is getting stronger and stronger, our influence is getting bigger and bigger, you are fighting a war that is doomed to fail!"

Manuel took a few steps back. He looked back at the way back. Two Templar knights were driving away the villagers hiding on the pier. Determined that he could escape, Manuel had some confidence.

After the five soldiers fell, the remaining soldiers began to retreat, and none of them wanted to be the sixth corpse.

When the Templars on the wharf drove the five villagers by the fishing boat, one of the villagers suddenly stood up and walked between the two Templars. He raised his arm and left and right wrists at the same time. Two necks were worn. Unfortunately, Manuel has refocused his attention on Zelin. Ezio and the four Ottoman spies who were covering him supported the two Templars before their bodies fell and dragged them to the ship. Leaning against the wooden box on the ship board, poses for a rest.

"Stop and think about it!" Manuel waved his ringed hand. "Think of the life you took today, the chaos you caused today, you are just using people displaced by poverty, using them to satisfy your desires, but we are fighting for dignity! Assassins, we are In order to bring peace back to this devastated land!"

Zelin rushed directly towards Manuel. This time, the soldiers in front of Manuel retreated to the left and right like a wave of being separated. They fled one after another, directly exposing Manuel to the hunter. In front of the hunter. This wall of soldiers seemed to turn into water in the blink of an eye, and fell apart all at once.

Manuel didn't seem to understand why these soldiers would suddenly abandon him, but the survival instinct made him turn around and run towards the trestle. "Only power can bring peace, idiot! Stop your wrongdoing, assassin!"

"You just want to get power by yourself!" Ezio took off his hood, he suddenly jumped out, and before Manuel could react, he pierced the Hidden Blade into his chest.

The first thousand three hundred and seventeen chapters on the shoulders

There was a gurgling noise in Manuel's throat, and he opened his eyes wide, as if he still refused to believe that his life was passing by. But no matter what he did, he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out of his chest, dissipating with his weak vitality.

The other frightened soldiers fled. Without the captain's drive, these soldiers fled without looking back.

Dilara walked over and sipped at Manuel, "You traitors will always hold on to power and claim to bring peace. You are just bringing chaos to this already peaceful land!"

This plump, jeweled man was lying on the ground, panting, and was out of touch with the impoverished environment nearby. "They betrayed me... May they go to hell, a group of traitors..."

"If you are willing to give a tenth of your wealth to the soldiers, they will not abandon you." Zelin threw the blood off the sword and hung it on his waist again. The previously crowded fishing village has now become empty. People have fled here, and it is estimated that they will not return until the evening arrives. He suddenly thought of the overseer. "Perhaps you should check early on how much your subordinates have put into your pockets how much compensation that should have been given to soldiers."

Zelin didn't know what kind of people would believe the lies he made up. If everything the Templars did was as good as Manuel said, how could there be so many poor people willing to join the Brotherhood? And why would the people of Cardopacia want to leave here? Sitting in his palace, planning his own grand cause, but he is not willing to lower his head and take a look at the real situation. The so-called future of the Templars is nothing but a castle in the sky built on a bubble.

Manuel stared at the sky, struggling to squeeze a voice from his teeth. "I should have become the heir to Emperor Constantine... My grand plan... You know how long I planned..."

Dilara snorted disdainfully, turned his head to assign jobs to the other spies who were still alive, unwilling to listen to Manuel's dying nonsense.

"Your dream will go with you, Manuel, your empire is no longer there." Ezio squatted down, his movements were quite ritual.

Manuel coughed, blood seeping from between his teeth. "You are wrong, Assassin, this is not my dream alone... Ottoman, Byzantium, but just labels, deceptive things... Under the surface, the Templars, the whole world..."

Ezio stretched out his hand and removed the parcel from Manuel's waist. Manuel seemed to stretch out his hand to grab it, and the moment he lost the key, he seemed to be much older.

"Get it, get your treasure, find it in the hundreds of Masyaf archives, before we kill you..."

His hands stretched out suddenly, accompanied by a sharp convulsion. It's like just waking up from a dream.

The dream should wake up.

Ezio closed his eyes, stood up, and let out a long sigh. He looked down at the package in his hand, and after opening the package, a smooth obsidian disc appeared in front of them. The luster of the key has dimmed a lot, but the quite regular lines and the unclear characters all indicate that this is exactly what we are looking for.

The fifth key disc of the Masyaf Library.

"What is this? This group of traitors count on this thing to defeat us?" Dilara looked at the thing in Ezio's hand and couldn't help shaking his head. More real."

"This thing has no value." Ezio shook his head, but then carefully put it in his pocket "but it has great value."

After so long fighting, they finally got the opportunity to open the library. Zelin sighed softly, and a place where the life-long knowledge of a master assassin was hidden was beckoning them. Avalak said that the world will be destroyed in 2012, Zelin is not commenting on this, who knows what will happen in five hundred years. Maybe people at that time have found a way to deal with the disaster.

He could see the spark in Ezio's eyes, which was the excitement that he was about to achieve his goal after struggling for a long time.

Ezio said that the reason why he came to Masyaf to look for Altaïr’s library was that after defeating the Poggia family, he sorted out the remains of Uncle Mario and found a letter written by his father. , Which mentioned Altaïr’s library and its hidden secrets. Originally, his father, Joniva, planned to go to the east, but was killed before he made the trip, and Mario also died in Monteriggioni.

He completed his father's revenge and his uncle's revenge, and now he is about to complete their last wish.

Although he is more than fifty years old at this time.

The sea breeze was blowing, but the **** smell in the fishing village lingered.

Zellin patted Ezio on the shoulder. "We should go, while the other Templars have not reacted." Manuel is right at least one point. He is not the only leader of the Templars. Killing him doesn't mean the battle is over. Other Templars will also find ways to stop them and retake the keys to Masyaf's library.

"He is right. You have to leave as soon as possible. There may be other troops in the mountains north of Cadopacia. This fishing boat cannot take you to Constantinople and head south to a place called Dalim. It’s safe to go to the village, you can go back on horseback from there." As a spy lurking here, Dilara knows this well. "It's our man who takes care of the stables in Dalim Village. He will prepare everything for you."

"What about you?" Ezio asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'm a spy." There was no emotion in Dilara's voice. "I will stay lurking here until I receive new orders. Say hello to Tariq for me. Also, tell the people in Constantinople that the trouble here has been resolved and they can sleep well. Up."

As if to confirm Dilara's concern, a group of heavily armed soldiers appeared on the mountain road behind the hillside of Cardopacia, rushing over under the leadership of a knight. The end of the soldiers disappeared behind the corner of the mountain road, and they couldn't see how many people there were in this army.