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Chapter 409 - 145: The Eagle Strikes the Vast Sky, A Thousand Troops and Ten Thousand Horses Avoid the One in White Robes!_2

Chapter 409: Chapter 145: The Eagle Strikes the Vast Sky, A Thousand Troops and Ten Thousand Horses Avoid the One in White Robes!_2

The judge, a close friend who had assassinated Ezio’s father in the dark.

However, upon arriving at the mission location.

PDD was dumbfounded.

"Damn it, how the hell do we get in there to kill?"

After circling the area with the camera, PDD was completely overwhelmed by the tight defense.

Outside the church, there was nearly a sentry every three steps and a post every five.

There were soldiers patrolling on the ground.

On the rooftops of the surrounding buildings, there were also archers keeping watch.

And in the open courtyard of the great church, the guard was even more formidable, with two heavily armed swordsmen at the entrance.

A phalanx of ten personal bodyguards surrounded the judge from all sides, among them two burly axemen who looked exceptionally tough to deal with.

Unlike the familiar assassinations practiced before, where a failed attempt would slowly turn the enemy’s awareness bar from yellow to red over the course of about five to six seconds before locking onto the protagonist and entering combat mode.

In this assassination mission of the boss, as soon as any of the guards spotted Ezio, without any need for a loading bar, and with only about two seconds of reaction time, all alarms would immediately be maxed out! Alerting all nearby enemy NPCs that Ezio had infiltrated.

Then, Ezio would find himself surrounded by dozens of guards rushing towards him.

PDD had already failed twice.

"It seems that this mission is different from before, I can’t be reckless," PDD said to himself.

The barrage of live stream comments also began to offer strategies.

"Go check out the vantage point over there," one suggested.

"Right, plan your route first, there’s definitely a solution since it’s part of the game," another chimed in.

"I think you could start from the shopping street on the outer left side of the church," proposed another.

Following some of the suggestions from the comments, PDD climbed up to a nearby vantage point and surveyed his surroundings from above.

The viewers also perked up, becoming enthusiastic strategists participating in the assassination.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the live stream was wonderfully lively, with a group of people acting as if they were planning a military operation that left no room for error.

Different opinions collided and sparked discussions.

After an intense discussion of more than ten minutes.

Combining reminders and suggestions from the comments, PDD finally crafted a feasible assassination route.

First, move to the blacksmith at the farthest bottom right corner from the church, where he could skirt the edge of the guard’s range, and even if seen by patrolling soldiers, Ezio wouldn’t be deemed a threat.

Starting from the blacksmith, head north, and upon entering the warning area, climb up the adjacent building to get out of sight of the ground troops.

Then, using a few outdoor balconies as stepping stones, quickly leap to the building cluster closest to the church.

Assassinate the rooftop sentries along the way to eliminate the risk of being spotted by them as he approached the church on the ground.

Next, hire courtesans to distract the guards at the entrance, sneak in through the church’s main doors, climb up the carved wall murals straight to the top floor, and enter the core area.

Descend to the third-floor spiral corridor and take out the floor’s guards.

Keep descending, finally landing atop the central sculpture in the courtyard.

Then, perform a leap of death on the judge below!

"Alright, I’ll give it a try!" After quickly reviewing the route in his mind, PDD rubbed his hands together, took a deep breath, and focused intently on the screen.

The live stream’s comments slowed, and many viewers also braced themselves, eager to see if the route they had discussed would work.

Soon, PDD reached the starting point of the route at the blacksmith shop.

He purchased 15 throwing knives and took the opportunity to repair his soft armor.

"Charge!" With his command, he lightly tapped the direction keys, and the mouse began to move agilely.

In the game, Ezio in his white robe waited for a moment when a patrolling group passed.

His figure dashed forward nimbly after a short run up.

He kicked off the uneven bricks of the adjacent building with his left foot, followed by his right, propelling him upward.

In two or three movements, he reached the second floor, grabbed the window ledge and pulled himself up, quickly flipped his body, and with a forceful kick against the wall, leaped towards another building less than two meters away.

Midair, he stretched out his hands and caught a hanging street lamp planned in the route.

With the momentum, he swung half a circle on the lamp and used it to fling himself onto the third-floor balcony.

Looking up, he faced the ’herringbone’ pattern of the tiled rooftop!

And atop it stood a sentry, who seemed to have been alerted by the noise caused by Ezio.

"Who’s making such a racket?" Puzzled, the sentry reached for his bow and slowly approached the edge of the roof near the balcony, intending to look down.

"Swoosh!"

A quick, sharp sleeve sword rose from beneath the eaves, piercing through his eyes and protruding from the back of his head.

Instant kill!

Ezio swiftly caught the falling soldier’s body, gently placing it on the balcony, then easily jumped onto the roof!

Atop several buildings, he ran as light as a swallow, bending low, with the brim of his eagle-beaked hood hanging over his nose, his white robe billowing and dancing in the wind as he ran!

The hunt was on!

Ezio would hide behind a chimney, waiting for a rooftop patrolling soldier to approach, then suddenly emerge with a sleeve sword strike to the abdomen.

At times, from a distance, he would take out a throwing knife with a flick of his wrist!

And in an instant, he pierced the throat of a sentry across the rooftop.

In less than three minutes, every one of the dozen or so rooftop sentries near the church toppled one after the other.