Chapter: 1155
Pyo-wol was perfectly assimilated in the darkness.
The Black Dragon Robe, which boasted a bright color during the day, had changed to a color that is most similar to darkness.
In order to save their comrades, the warriors who broke away from the group climbed up a tree where they presumed Pyo-wol would be. However, by the time they arrived, Pyo-wol had already left.
Trying to conduct a sneak attack against an assassin?
Especially in the forest at night?
Their choices were simply the worst.
Because they had never dealt with an assassin like Pyo-wol, they made a fatal mistake. They would never have made this mistake if they had studied Pyo-wol a little more.
The night limits a person�s senses.
Vision is blocked by the wall of darkness, while hearing is impaired because of the sound of the bushes and the wind.
The White Tiger Sword Corps did not even prepare torches for their ambush.
They were in a situation where they could not respond properly.
Pyo-wol, on the other hand, knew how to make use of the darkness.
The terrible darkness further expanded his senses.
His eyes could vividly capture the expressions of people beyond the curtain of night, while his ears could clearly filter out the sound of their breathing.
Pyo-wol wrinkled his nose.
He could smell the fear felt by the White Tiger Sword Corps in the wind.
They don�t know, but a person in fear exudes a peculiar scent.
Furthermore, Pyo-wol could sense the fear they radiated through their breathing. Even if he couldn�t check it with his eyes, he could read the intensity of the fear they felt.
Pyo-wol�s first target was a warrior who climbed a tree to save his comrades.�
Among the White Tiger Sword Corps warriors, he was a warrior who served as a vanguard because of his light body and excellent senses. However, even with his senses, it was impossible for him to notice Pyo-wol�s presence.�
�You bastard! I will never forgive you!�
It was then.
Flutter!
Suddenly, with the sound of his collar blowing in the wind, a white face popped out in front of him.
�You?�
Puk!
The warrior could not finish his sentence.
A phantom dagger was already stuck in his neck.
After struggling for a moment, the warrior fell to the floor.
Thud! JrNovels.com
The Black Dragon Robe, which boasted a bright color during the day, had changed to a color that is most similar to darkness.
In order to save their comrades, the warriors who broke away from the group climbed up a tree where they presumed Pyo-wol would be. However, by the time they arrived, Pyo-wol had already left.
Trying to conduct a sneak attack against an assassin?
Especially in the forest at night?
Their choices were simply the worst.
Because they had never dealt with an assassin like Pyo-wol, they made a fatal mistake. They would never have made this mistake if they had studied Pyo-wol a little more.
The night limits a person�s senses.
Vision is blocked by the wall of darkness, while hearing is impaired because of the sound of the bushes and the wind.
The White Tiger Sword Corps did not even prepare torches for their ambush.
They were in a situation where they could not respond properly.
Pyo-wol, on the other hand, knew how to make use of the darkness.
The terrible darkness further expanded his senses.
His eyes could vividly capture the expressions of people beyond the curtain of night, while his ears could clearly filter out the sound of their breathing.
Pyo-wol wrinkled his nose.
He could smell the fear felt by the White Tiger Sword Corps in the wind.
They don�t know, but a person in fear exudes a peculiar scent.
Furthermore, Pyo-wol could sense the fear they radiated through their breathing. Even if he couldn�t check it with his eyes, he could read the intensity of the fear they felt.
Pyo-wol�s first target was a warrior who climbed a tree to save his comrades.�
Among the White Tiger Sword Corps warriors, he was a warrior who served as a vanguard because of his light body and excellent senses. However, even with his senses, it was impossible for him to notice Pyo-wol�s presence.�
�You bastard! I will never forgive you!�
It was then.
Flutter!
Suddenly, with the sound of his collar blowing in the wind, a white face popped out in front of him.
�You?�
Puk!
The warrior could not finish his sentence.
A phantom dagger was already stuck in his neck.
After struggling for a moment, the warrior fell to the floor.
Thud! JrNovels.com
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