Chapter 309

Melissa, who was supposed to report to the intelligence department, actually participated in this operation? !

Knowing this fact, Vivienne understood almost instantly that someone was playing tricks inside the Tower of Secret Rituals!

After a little thought, you can immediately understand the pros and cons of this matter. Melissa in the battlefield is now like a bomb. If one is not careful, it will immediately detonate the relationship between Wilde and Joseph. A contradiction that is like a taut string that will break at any time.

Furthermore, a war between the Corpse Food Cult and the Tower of Secret Rituals will start immediately...

Although this war was bound to happen, it was just brought forward.

But the people behind the scenes must have other purposes, maybe they want to use this chaos to do something, just like the last incident of the magic mirror egg, these are uncontrollable factors and must be stopped.

But the anxiety in Vivienne's heart at this moment mostly came from worrying about Melissa's life safety.

After all, in her opinion, Melissa is already equivalent to her younger relatives.

"Melissa, come back immediately!"

Vivienne ignored the command on the battlefield, and immediately used the emergency channel of the communicator to give an extremely serious order to Melissa.

Because this mission is mainly to clean up some middle and lower members of the Corpse Food Sect gathered here, and the panic level of the other party did not appear, so Vivienne only has a guarding role, and temporarily stayed in a safer rear.

Melissa was stunned for a moment, but she still said, "Okay... I'll be right back."

Unconditionally obeying the command of the superior on the battlefield is one of the compulsory courses for the knights of the Tower of Secret Rites.

Even if you have doubts in your mind, you must execute the order first, and only after the battle is over can you ask or question your superiors.

However, it is not certain whether the superior will answer, and there is a high risk of being punished for rudely contradicting the superior.

Hearing what she said, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately... things are not too troublesome.

When Melissa comes back, she must first ask who asked her to come here, and someone must be obstructing it, otherwise Melissa should honestly go through the formalities in the tower now, why did she come here.

After all, the higher ups had already approved Melissa not to take part in this operation.

Vivian thought about this with a serious face, but suddenly heard a chaotic sound from the communicator, close at hand, mixed with shouts, footsteps, fighting, and explosions.

Melissa's voice paused, and then she said seriously: "I may not be able to go back for the time being..."

Vivienne's heart sank, and she looked up into the distance. Sure enough, she sensed an aura that was suddenly rising among many extraordinary people. At the same time, it dissipated, as well as the ether fluctuations that belonged to the disturbance of time and space.

Obviously, it must be Wilde's contracted dream beast, Greedy the Wolf of the Empty Court, who opened the rift in time and space and sent a follower of Wilde over.

Compared to those two somewhat inferior panic-levels, the owner of this breath can be regarded as the real "panic" level.

Transcendents who can cause more than a thousand people to panic are generally defined as panic level.

And a thousand ordinary people are a thousand people, and a thousand extraordinary people are a thousand people.

Although such a comparison is a bit exaggerated, it is clear that the owner of this breath is no longer panic-level in the general definition.

"At least there is an existence at the level of a great knight of glory, and his strength is not inferior to mine."

Vivienne already had a balance in mind.

The most worrying thing still happened... The one they were guarding against was probably the one who came, one of Wilde's four followers, a hunter named "Night Falcon".

"call……"

Vivian let out a breath and said, "Melissa, try to protect yourself, and your own safety is the priority."

Then, without waiting for Melissa to respond, she had already straightened her body, holding a three-meter spear with one hand and pointing it directly at the place where the breath was. Tightened into a line, solidified into a string.

"boom……"

On the female knight in the dark red armor on the black steed, an astonishing aura was gathering, like a whirlpool, brewing a force capable of crushing everything.

The horse neighed, its eyes shone with a wild red light, and the moment the raised front hooves fell, the absolute force tore through the air, and the ground was completely shattered and dented before it even set foot on the ground.

"Boom!"

The blasting air wave turned the ground within ten meters around into debris, and the dust spread in all directions. The remaining force still knocked down or destroyed all other buildings.

At the same time, the horse and knight had disappeared in place.

It turned into a sharp sword with her, a dark and scarlet phantom, roaring at an unimaginable speed, plowing an exaggerated gully in the center of the battlefield in an instant, flying across the eyes and flying to death.

The enemy's deadly place.

The red lancers, that red figure, are the enemy's nightmare on the battlefield.

...

The moment Night Falcon teleported into place, he set his target on Melissa.

He's here for it.

Wilde has clearly told him that this is Joseph's daughter, his only weakness, as long as he grasps this point, he can basically disrupt Joseph's position.

Although I don't know how this baby lump, who should have been well protected, came to the front line, but for them, it is the best breakthrough once in a thousand years.

The night falcon opened its arms, like spreading its wings, black feathers grew out, and then woven into the cloak of the dark night.

Like a falcon hunting under the cover of night, the hunter holds a long knife and has killed several secret ritual tower knights in a few jumps as a warm-up aid. Intermittent traces were outlined in the air.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

For the last flash, Melissa's flustered figure was reflected in her sinister eyes, and Night Falcon twisted her waist and slashed down.

The knife is sharp.

It collided with the spear in the hand of the red knight who charged like a pop falling to the ground.

"Keng-boom!"

The wind and waves rushed, and the ground cracked.

The tall, short-haired female knight raised the long spear in her hand. From the corner of her eye, she saw the unscathed Melissa. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then stared at the hunter in front of her eyes like a torch.

She declared loudly: "Cruel perpetrators of the Corpse Eater Cult, justice has come, and your end should come now!"

Ye Falcon sneered: "The lord's brilliance is like a bright moon in the sky, and you are like fireflies. Those who dare to oppose the Corpse Eater Sect are the ones who are truly in danger and don't know it!"

The eyes of the two met, like swords meeting.

A deathmatch representing their respective positions officially kicked off.