The mid-tier mage's heart instantly turned cold!
Earth, fire, water, wind-the four elements! And fire elemental energy held absolute dominance among them!
Heavens!
The mid-tier mage remembered how, back when he had been a mage apprentice of the Kirin Tor studying spells under Kel'Thuzad, he had once caught a distant glimpse of Prince Kael'thas. At the time, a four-colored necklace had hung around the prince's neck, seemingly very similar to this one...
No, it was exactly the same!
Wasn't Prince Kael'thas a master-level elemental mage? His control over fire elements, in particular, far surpassed that of all the other Archmages!
My heavens!
The mid-tier mage's heart filled with bitterness and despair!
Prince Kael'thas's necklace was actually around this human rogue's neck!
What did that mean?
It meant this man had ties to Prince Kael'thas! And close ties at that!
The mid-tier mage had no chance to think any further. All his loyalty to and concerns for the Cult of the Damned could only remain in his heart forever, because in the next instant, Jiang Jie's dagger had already slit his throat!
The mid-tier mage was dead!
Jiang Jie breathed a sigh of relief.
This mage had been the hardest to deal with.
If he had given him a chance to cast spells, killing him would have been very difficult!
Of course, that had been dangerous just now, too. If the Elemental Necklace around his neck hadn't blocked the Arcane Explosion at the critical moment, he would inevitably have suffered serious injuries, though he was confident he could have finished off the mid-tier mage. After all, his Internal Energy was still weak. He had only practiced the Black Tortoise Longevity Art for a little over a week, and his physique was inferior even to his fellow student Ivan's...
"Now it's your turn!" Jiang Jie charged at the hunter!
The defensive ring formed by the twelve royal guards had successfully blocked the attacks of forty or fifty woodland wolves.
These well-trained royal guards were, after all, Warriors with class skills. Moreover, each wore a full suit of "Lordaeron Sovereign Armor," paired with an excellent-quality hundred-forged one-handed sword and heraldic shield. Every one of them was stronger than a woodland wolf!
Harold Coleman, a knight of the kingdom personally invested by His Majesty the King, was not only a mid-tier Warrior but also a Paladin apprentice!
He had an excellent physique. Now, in a defensive stance, he guarded Mage Nolan, moving swiftly within the defensive ring and going wherever danger arose!
He truly was strong. His overall strength was not even much worse than a high-tier Warrior's!
Basil, the mid-tier Paladin, charged out of the defensive ring carrying a fine-quality warhammer and sent a forest wolf flying with a single blow!
But soon, they ran into danger.
"No!"
With a scream, a dagger plunged precisely into a royal guard's eye. The next instant, a rogue emerged from the shadows, then slit the royal guard's throat with another dagger through the gap between his helmet and breastplate. Then, just before Harold charged over, the rogue abruptly vanished.
"Gouge!"
"Garrote!"
"Vanish!"
This was a high-tier assassin!
Pulling the royal guard who had collapsed in a pool of blood inside the defensive ring, Harold burned with rage!
There was nothing he could do!
Mage Nolan couldn't cast spells. With only Connie, a low-tier mage, and Archie and Dudley, two mage apprentices, they had no way to establish an effective system of magical defenses. Against a high-tier rogue-especially a high-tier assassin specializing in assassination-none of them could do anything!
Never mind the royal guards-even Harold, a mid-tier Warrior, had absolutely no confidence that he could evade that high-tier assassin's assassination attempt. The only person here who could contend with the high-tier assassin was the Paladin Basil.
"We really are going to die here!"
Suddenly, shadows surged, and the high-tier assassin struck again. Cold light flashed, and another royal guard, busy fighting off the wolves, was gravely wounded in a single blow. If a Frostbolt hadn't forced the assassin back...
Wait,
Frostbolt! Harold instantly turned his head, his face lighting up with delighted surprise. "Mage Nolan, you can cast spells now?"
"That mid-tier mage is dead! I sensed Arcane energy dissipating in the distance! I also sensed an energy fluctuation of at least Archmage level!" Mage Nolan frowned. Though he didn't know exactly what had happened, he hurriedly gave instructions. "Connie! Archie! Help me weave a magical barrier that can cover everyone!"
This was very difficult. Mage Nolan couldn't possibly accomplish it with his abilities, and even with two other mages helping him, it would still be difficult. As for Dudley, his spellcasting ability was too poor to even consider.
"Just focus on casting. We'll protect you even if it costs us our lives!" Harold immediately shouted, ordering all the royal guards to tighten their defensive line and give it everything they had.
At the same time, a trace of doubt rose in his heart:
Who killed that mid-tier mage?
Could it be... he really succeeded?
How... is that possible!
He's only a rogue apprentice! Even if he's mastered a few low-tier rogue skills, how could he possibly kill a mid-tier mage? And how did he get past all those people and wolves? Did he really think those rogues were good for nothing?
At that very moment, Jiang Jie swiftly closed in on the hunter, then slit his throat as the terrified man watched, unable to move!
This was reality, not a game with health bars, where someone could take dozens of blows to the head and still be fine, with only the depletion of their health bar representing the damage they had suffered...
Slitting the throat! Piercing the heart!
These were all fatal injuries, killing with a single strike!
Even someone as powerful as the astral mage Medivh could be killed with a single sword strike, let alone an ordinary hunter!
Immediately afterward, Jiang Jie also finished off the mid-tier rogue who had been stunned by Sap!
"This... isn't... a rogue... skill!" In his final moment, the mid-tier rogue roared in utter bewilderment.
"Of course it isn't." A mocking smile appeared on Jiang Jie's face. "This is Chinese martial arts: Pegasus Meteor Finger!"
In just a few dozen seconds, relying on the gaming pod's scanning ability, his Stealth state, the Vanish Amulet, the Elemental Necklace, his Internal Energy, and the rogue skills perfectly simulated with that Internal Energy, Jiang Jie had killed three class holders in one go!
In a head-on fight, even a high-tier assassin probably couldn't have done it so quickly.
With the hunter dead, the woodland wolves under his control finally chose to retreat. A mid-tier Warrior and a low-tier Warrior were immediately exposed before everyone, while a high-tier assassin and a low-tier assassin remained hidden in the darkness.
Then, by the light of the moon, stars, and campfire, everyone saw Jiang Jie standing among three corpses, blood still dripping from his two daggers, like a god of death in the shadows!
"Nicholas!"
"It really is you!"
"You killed three class holders? Including a mid-tier mage!"
"Holy Light above!"
At that moment, as everyone looked at Jiang Jie, it was as though they saw a hero, saw hope!
It was Jiang Jie who had brought them hope!