The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"The Assassins were rebuilt, the French were defeated, and the rest of us could not be compared to them." A man dressed as an officer sipped, and it seemed that the officer was also not optimistic about the prospects of the Pokia family. "Their eyes are everywhere. Our intelligence network is a bunch of rubbish, and we can't find their position. And that Ezio Auditore has attracted many people."

Zelin patted the horses beside him, which they had rented from a nearby stable. Under the offensive of the Brotherhood, many of the towers of the Pokia family were burned down, and Ezio even paid for the hiring of workers to repair a canal. Now the shops in Rome are gradually reopening. Of course, none of this has anything to do with the Pogia family. They cannot earn a ducat from these cities that are no longer under their control.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded inside the castle, and Zelin looked at Castel Sant'Angelo in amazement. It stands to reason that Ezio would not fail, but he couldn’t wait for what he thought about. With the sound of the siren inside, a figure in white robe jumped on the towering outer wall of the castle and fell into the calm Tiber River. Swim to the location of the demon hunter.

"Quick! Let's go! Go to St. Peter's Basilica!"

"Have you been discovered?"

"I'll talk on the road! We have to hurry!"

So the demon hunter handed the reins to the assassin, mounted his horse, and rushed out after Ezio, who knew the direction of the road.

As for the soldiers nearby.

"Hi, did those two people run away just now?"

"I seem to hear someone calling an assassin in the castle?"

"Follow him, I will resign tomorrow, and I have to go back to my hometown to get married. Why do I have to fight the assassin tonight."

The passage of the Vatican traverses the Pogo district and is an important passage connecting Castel Sant’Angelo and the Vatican. There were not many pedestrians on the street. The bells of Castel Sant’Angelo caused a lot of confusion among the patrolling soldiers. Some people rushed towards Castel Sant’Angelo, while the soldiers rushed out of Castel Sant’Angelo in the opposite direction. . .

"What did you do?"

"The Pope is dead." Ezio ran across the street on a fast horse, and the surrounding citizens avoided subconsciously. Soon, they left behind the few soldiers who were chasing from Castel Sant’Angelo. Even the soldiers who chased them out probably just gave up chasing after they found out that the opponent had a mount.

"You killed an emperor?"

"It wasn't the emperor, nor I killed it, it was his son Caesar."

"What are we going to do?"

"Find the golden apple! Never let it fall into Caesar's hands! Must regain the golden apple and not let Caesar get a chance to comeback!" Ezio's speed is so fast, Zelin has no doubt that even without this horse, the assassin will rely on two. The legs will run all the way.

The golden apple, Zelin mentioned in the conversation between Mario and Ezio when he first arrived here, and he thinks that Ezio said before that Caesar still holds a powerful force in his hands, perhaps referring to the so-called golden apple. . Apart from supernatural powers, Zelin could not imagine any power that could help Caesar defeat the Assassin Brotherhood in Rome.

The alarm bells rang one after another, but soon, another kind of calm bell took the place of the alert. It rang at the top of one church after another. The bell sounded solemn and sad, but in the noisy alarm, it appeared instead. Nondescript. Suddenly, the entire surrounding area of ​​Castel Sant’Angelo and the Vatican seemed to be immersed in the echo of the bells, making the citizens of Rome could not help but push open the windows and look out, wondering what happened.

At dusk, Rome seemed at a loss.

They finally reached a deserted courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard, the decoration was not a common fountain, but a pine ball sculpture mounted on a pedestal with a height of about four meters. Pine cones made of sandstone are embedded in it. The bare white ground was covered with dust, only one or two weeds protruded in the corners, and the courtyard beside the yard had no pillars or decorations at all. Compared with other surrounding buildings, there is a sense of simplicity that is out of place here.

Ezio came to the pine cone statue, stood on the pedestal, and reached in with one hand as if groping for something. Zelin was standing at the door. The chaos of Castel Sant'Angelo hadn't spread here, but it didn't take long for these riots to sweep across the city like a wave.

"We must hurry up." Zelin walked to Ezio. "There are soldiers gathering in this direction."

"It's here!" Ezio didn't know where he pressed, the top of the pinecone statue suddenly bounced out, close to the copper hinge connected to the base below, and a strange ball was placed in the exposed gap. , The golden shimmer circulates on the surface of the sphere.

What is even more strange is that the Griffon emblem on Zelin's chest did not sense the existence of chaotic energy.

"Catch them!"

A cold voice sounded from the door, and they turned around, just in time to see a dozen or so soldiers from the Pokia family rushing in at the entrance, as well as a man suffering from disease on his face.

"Caesar!"

Chapter 198: The Moment of Decisive Battle

Caesar only brought more than a dozen soldiers, perhaps because of his rush, but the number of guards he could mobilize was much less.

Ten soldiers, five of them were equipped with muskets, but they were untrained and vulnerable. They only knew that they stood still and raised their muskets as if they were doing a teaching action, but they just picked up the muskets, and three of them The man was hit by Ezio's dart and fell to the ground, while the remaining two people were directly startled by the scene in front of them, and they were greeted by two crossbow arrows shot by Zelin.

The effect of modified crossbow is much better than that of musket, especially when the distance is close. Perhaps the power of muskets is indeed very strong, but before there are better muskets, demon hunters do not think that soldiers armed with muskets can be compared with archers and crossbowmen on the battlefield. Their projectiles could not even penetrate the standard shield of the Black Army of the Nilfgard Empire. At a distance of fifty meters, there was no time to fire a second shot. Any trained soldier could rush to the side and chop down the musketeer. On the ground.

As for the remaining five soldiers, their sword skills are far inferior to the demon hunters and assassins. It's a pity that after they got rid of the soldiers standing in front of them, Caesar was nowhere to be seen.

"That guy dropped his followers and escaped."

Any general, whether a king or a nobleman, should come to the front and fight in the same place with the soldiers. If necessary, the commander should even fight in person. There is no doubt, whether it is the Battle of Sintra or Sutton Hill. The battle is still many wars in the past. If they failed, they still led the remaining soldiers to retreat, but no general would leave the army and escape by himself.

Putting the sword into its sheath, Zelin pulled out the two used crossbow arrows from the corpse. A good feather arrow can sell for the price of one crown, and a high-quality crossbow arrow can sell for two crowns, especially the silver arrow specially made for the demon hunter.

"Let's go, the golden apple can protect us from the guards." Ezio grasped the special object he called the golden apple. "There is not much time, we have to seize the opportunity."

Soon, the demon hunters understood what Ezio meant by helping them avoid the guards. The Golden Apple, I have to admit, this is an extremely magical thing. It exudes a faint streamer. There are many monks and monks on both sides of the road. The city guards are even more of a cow, but they can't help bypassing the place where the Golden Apple is. The guards Both eyes looked straight ahead, but turned a blind eye to such obvious two people, as if they had been mentally misled.

They smoothly left this dangerous area and came to the city of Rome, near the island of the Tiber. Every church in the city began to ring the death knell, an elegy, but it was not just a funeral for burying a person.

"Go to your headquarters, I will go to the Sleeping Fox Hotel or Qianhong Rose."

"Come with me. You have done so much for the Brotherhood and defeated the Romulus Order by yourself. We don't need to hide it from you when we discuss the next plan."

This is a very hidden underground room on the Tiber Island. The entrance is in an inconspicuous small corner on the side of the road. If it weren't for Ezio's prompt, Zelin would have hardly imagined this featureless wooden door. Behind it will actually be the headquarters of the Brotherhood that affects the entire Rome. It is said that this was once a dock warehouse, but it was transformed by the Brotherhood into a new stronghold.

Zelin is very interested in Ezio's Brotherhood. If there is a chance to enter their headquarters, he has no reason to give up such an opportunity. When they came here, several people familiar with the demon hunters had been waiting for a long time.

Machiavelli, La Bolpe, Bartolomeo, and the most familiar Claudia. Zelin nodded to them, only Machiavelli frowned slightly at the appearance of the Demon Hunter, while La Borpe patted him on the shoulder friendly.

A politician, a mercenary leader with many professional soldiers, a thieves leader in charge of inquiries, Claudia who listens to higher-level information, and, as mentioned by Ezio, the banker who is responsible for the flow of funds in the Brotherhood. I have to say that the structure of the Brotherhood is very complete, even better than Zelin expected, at least much better than the demon hunters of Kaiermohan.

Suddenly Zelin understood why the Assassin Brothers will not only have assassins, because only by uniting people from all walks of life can they effectively fight against threats from all walks of life, just like what they are doing now.

"Rodrigo is dead." Ezio announced the news to the members of the Brotherhood.

"We guessed it when we heard the death knell of the Pope." Machiavelli looked very happy. "Good job! Ezio."

"It was not my hand, it was Caesar." Ezio waved his hand. "Now, dealing with Caesar is a top priority."

"The Pope is dead, we will definitely win!" Claudia exclaimed happily.

"It's not that simple. If Caesar can get rid of his father's influence, our troubles will be even greater. We can't let him summon his party. Did you hear the trumpet? They are summoning the Pokia family's army."

"My people will patrol the city." Bartolomeo clenched his fist. "But to win, we need an army!"

Ezio carefully took out the golden apple. "I have an army here." The golden apple emits a faint light. "Or, this thing can replace the army."

Zelin looked at this thing called the Golden Apple with great interest. It was obvious that there was no magic in this world, but this golden apple did nothing inferior to the level of an archmage. What exactly is this? Apart from magic, what else can achieve such a peculiar effect.

The golden apple didn't respond at first, but soon, the light above it flowed faster and became more and more dazzling, and people around had to raise their hands to cover their eyes. When the light is strong enough to a certain extent, it dims suddenly, just like when it appeared, leaving only a projection floating in the air.

The Griffin badge remained unresponsive. But besides magic, what else can explain. In addition to magic, what other technology can allow people to see the appearance of another place, or allow people to communicate with each other far away. But this is not done by Chaos Energy.

"Look!" La Borpe exclaimed, "This is...This is the Bell Tower of Santa Maria in Trastevere Square! Caesar must be here!"

"Yes." Bartolomeo agreed. "But you see, they have gathered a lot of people."

"I'm going to do it now." The golden apple's light gradually dimmed, and Ezio took it back into his bag. "Nicolo, you go to the Vatican immediately, and Caesar will definitely use his last right to operate the council to choose one. Take orders from his pope, you must stop them. Claudia, you go to Thousand Red Roses and organize the girls to understand Caesar’s plan as much as possible. Gilbert, you have to mobilize all our manpower, you must find Get out of the gathering place of the Poggia family and the Knights Templar. Bartolomeo, go and gather all the mercenaries, ready to act at any time!"