Shadow Warriors, a group of professional warriors who are as old as Assassin.

They were born in Rome.

In 476 AD, the Western Roman Empire cut off its vitality under the repeated ravages of the Imperial Guards, Queens, Germanic Savages and Huns for more than a century.

The demise of the brother empire made Leo I, the Thracian who was in charge of Byzantium at that time, feel a huge crisis.

Because the risk of becoming an emperor in Rome is too great.

In 422 years, Rome was unified, and 82 generations passed down, and 60 people were unable to die.

In 1981, Western Rome was passed down for 11 generations, 4 people were deposed and 5 people were killed.

In sharp contrast, Eastern Rome, which also lasted for 81 years, experienced the Five Emperors. The four previous dynasties before Leo I all had a good end, and Leo I's own rank was quite steady.

Why is this happening?

The Thracians who started a new dynasty thought hard and finally came to two conclusions.

First, Eastern Rome gave up the polytheistic doctrine of Western Rome and insisted on the Orthodox Church, the Christian sect of the only God.

Secondly, the emperors of Eastern Rome were more interested in the centralization of the monarchs. Compared with their brother empires, the emperors of Eastern Rome had more powerful power.

The more critical reason here is of course the centralization of the monarch.

Thinking about this, Leo I immediately gave up his plan to avenge his brother empire.

Before his brother's corpse became cold, he reached a reconciliation with the empire's enemy, the Goths. The Goths no longer covet the land of the Eastern Empire, and he also vowed to give up the plan to regain the Western Empire's ruins.

After solving external troubles, Leo I began to strengthen the centralization of rule and power, and together with his descendants, he used the time of a dynasty to turn the Senate and the Consul into honorary titles.

Such an action has indeed made the empire more stable. One day, the four emperors ruled the empire for a total of 61 years. Even after experiencing the usurpation storm, Emperor Zeno also had the opportunity to kill the usurper Vasiliscos and take the throne back to his own hands.

But powerful centralization cannot make the emperor himself safer, because in the face of increasingly powerful imperial power, the emperor has no credible person anymore.

Leo II was poisoned by his parents and stepped on the blood of his parents and children. Emperor Zeno became the supreme of Rome.

So after the Leo Dynasty's succession, the great Justinian I continued to strengthen the royal power and prepared a brand new escort army.

This work began when he assisted his uncle Justin I.

He selected excellent and strong slaves, many of them from gladiators. He used them to breed, took healthy boys to raise in isolated estates, educated, and then castrated at the age of six, started taking medication at the age of eight? Wearing restraint clothes? And receiving harsh and cruel martial arts training.

By the time they were twelve, those who survived were shadow warriors.

These people have no desires? Lack of common sense? They have a thin body like a deformed child, and can hide in a small space that is unimaginable to adults? They also show tenacity and patience that humans cannot imagine.

These people hide around the emperor 24 hours a day, like the emperor's shadow? They will only appear when the emperor's life is in danger? Show their strength and loyalty.

From a certain perspective, they and Assassin actually have many similarities, such as superb martial arts, inhuman athletic ability? Hidden skills that integrate into the bone marrow? Professional and skillful killing methods, etc.

But in the long history, these two groups were similar in types and had no large-scale conflicts in different professional armed groups. The emperors of Eastern Rome were never the target of Assassin's assassin, and the shadow warriors would not leave their emperor.

Their origin began after the severance of inheritance.

As Eagle Nest City and Constantinople were defeated one after another, Assassin became the sword of desire. The shadow warrior followed the pace of the Eastern nobles' escape westwards? He stood out from the vast number of guard types and became the highest-level shield for senior nobles to maintain family security.

Is the sword sharp? Is the shield strong?

Two or three hundred years? Assassin's remnants and the shadow of losing the emperor never stopped killing in the ignorant secret. Both sides suffered huge losses? It also made the other party pay a heavy price.

Henna had an encounter with the shadow warrior when she was practicing with her father.

She was only 10 years old at that time and was targeting a marquis of the Austrian Golden Wool Knights.

In addition to her and her father, are there two powerful players who are not inferior to their father in terms of strength? The Marquis is protected by two shadow warriors.

The fierce battle was silent.

Without the knowledge of the manor, Assassin was strangled to the ceiling compartment, and one died with the incoming shadow warrior while poisoning the wine cellar.

My father followed the corpse of his companion and killed the samurai warrior on the top of the bookcase in the large library. He was seriously injured, so he gave up his close target and returned to Egypt with Henna, who was in charge of the wind.

So Henna had only "encountered" the shadow warrior before. Now, today is the first time she has seen her natural enemy with her own eyes.

Shadow Samurai Zaniyin...

Henna pursed her lips, took a step back, and stomped her knees.

Her lunge was loose, but her feet were as unmoved as raw nails. At the same time, her upper body swayed rhythmically at an amplitude that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and she kept adjusting the center of gravity for a moment, making it impossible to predict her next movement.

Her hands are also completely different from the stretching and softness of the past.

Hold the short blade in the left hand, and the curved arm is straight. The tip of the knife is forward, and the fist eyes are protecting the heart. Hold the right hand in the right hand, and lock the opponent like a javelin, stretching it straight towards the face.

Both swords were ahead, and both arms attacked.

The left knife and right arm form two parallel lines of different lengths, rising and falling within a limited range as the center of gravity changes, like broken wood floating on the sea, giving people a strange, stiff and dull feeling.

This is certainly an illusion.

Even when facing a strong rival in the shadow, Henna would not foolishly throw herself into dangerous tension and hesitation.

Her muscles were still loose, and she used them to make a stiff posture, just like a feline arched her back and grinned her teeth before the war, which was both a deterrent and a war preparation.

Zani actually received Henna's threat.

He stepped across the steps, pressed down, swung. His deformed arms, so slender that they lost proportion to his body, spread back like wings, and his shiny curved hook tips slashed the air, making a whirring sound of wind-cutting.

"What a wonderful encounter, Miss Asathin," he said. "The shadow was the attacking side, but the killer stood on the defensive position."

"Then you get out of the way."

Henna lowered her eyelids, crossed him, staring at Nassian behind him, ready to go.

"A competent killer will not stand in front of anyone, but will only try to take my life when I kill someone."

"It's indeed an interesting proposal." Zani's smile like a night owl, "Although it's interesting, it can't be executed. Nassian is the master's precious wealth. His skills are very useful to us. I can't let you kill him."

"Then shut up, just fight if it's time to fight... fight!"

Henna's body stopped swinging and sinking, like an out-of-control spring, suddenly activated and shot out during the sinking process.

She strode forward, stabbed her right knife with the tip of her sharp edge, and swung her left knife with the chest.

Zani stepped forward without showing any weakness, and two iron hooks crossed in front of him, easily hanging Henna's fancy straight stab without any fancy straight stabs, expanding her chest, locking her tightly, and pulling her outward, sealing Henna's attacking route.

Who knew that Henna abandoned the knife.

The moment the short knife was locked, she abandoned the knife and followed the force of Zaniyin's pulling, and turned her body with her right leg that she had moved away as the axis.

A big spin!

Her wide coat spread out like a flower, and she stopped rushing to the momentum, turned around, and the hilt of the left knife hit hard on the bronze bell beside her.

Buzz!

The chaotic sound waves exploded, and the sound broke and the quiet night fell on the eardrums of the three visitors to the bell tower like a heavy hammer. Even Henna was not spared.

But she was prepared for it after all.

Suffering the nausea of ​​being stirred by her brain and the loss of direction, she lifted her feet to the guardrail of the copper bell and jumped out of the bell tower.

Shocked and dizzy, Zaniin's eyes were blurred, and all the scenery was presented in a twisted vortex form, making him even standing straight a luxury.

He saw Henna jump out of the bell tower, and the limited part of his brain that could maintain his thinking kept shaking the alarm, warning him that Henna could not jump off the building and seek death.

But what is the purpose of her doing this? What is her dependence? Where is the mechanism to ensure her action?

Have to find it out!

He squinted his eyes like a drunkard and looked carefully at the arch window where Henna jumped off the building.

Once, twice...

As the dizziness slowly faded, he finally discovered the clue.

A piece of thin rope...

"Behind!" Zani roared at Nassian, who was shocked to death.

Henna rose from the arch window that Nassian leaned against.

Holding the sling and stepping on the wall, she ran on the vertical wall in the pendulum movement, breaking through the shackles of gravity like a flying angel, and rose from the night sky outside the building!

Tighten the sling!

The tightened sling pulled Henna back. She let go of the sling, touched the flying knife in the air, and raised three shots directly at Nassian's throat.

Zaniyin can't do anything.

He rushed forward, but couldn't catch up with the flying knife, so he could only watch the flying knife stabbed Turnacion on the shoulder, making a sound of a sharp blade entering his body.

Three shots and one hit.

Under the interference of dizziness, Henna only won one flying knife, and she missed all three key points in her eyebrows, throat, and heart.

She was pulling the rope down and flew towards Nassian. Zani grabbed Nassian's collar before she finished the blow and flew into the wide open stairway passage.

Henna fell to the ground of the bell tower, pushed hard by inertia and smashed heavily into the stone arch window, and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"I've been escaped..."

She covered her shoulders with regret and stood up staggeringly.

"Forget it, as long as you deal with the hunter, it doesn't matter if you are a shadow warrior..."
Chapter completed!