[Slow Wear] Assassin System

bid farewell

The night-shrouded desert was full of coldness. The sound of breaking the air came from the side and rear. Miao Xuan subconsciously resisted sideways. It hit his softest abdomen directly.

Miao Xuan:! ! !

Juli lifted Miao Xuan from the ground, leaving long marks on the sand after he landed. The towering sand dunes were broken up, and in a cloud of sand, a little fox covered in sand rolled to the ground. Beside him: [Brother Miao!Does it hurt? 】

Miao Xuan jumped up from the ground like a carp: "It's okay!"

The blade of the dark night approached silently, and Miao Xuan retreated quickly, barely dodging the dark blade that was coming towards his head.

"Too slow." Darkblade's owner said, "Not fast enough."

Amidst the dangerous wind, Miao Xuan looked at the man with his back to the bonfire, feeling his teeth ache.

how to say?When people come out to hang out, they always have to pay back.

Miao Xuan originally thought that his fighting skills had been impeccable, but the beatings in society are always like this, coming as scheduled and unpredictable.

Unlike the vast number of assassin heroes who poured chicken soup, King Lanling not only did not have warm encouragement, but instead was the instructor's surprise inspection when he came up.

Why look at your way, why raise your knife...

Listen, isn't this "show me your way" very compelling?Does it sound like brother Li Bai's inspiration?But shit!In practice, this statement is roughly equivalent to "you can't bear the sandbag".

King Lanling's qualities are slightly better than him, and his skills in assassination and surprise attacks are even more extreme. What Miao Xuan inherited is just a few skills from others. He used such a few things to fight against the deity, and the result was of course horrible.

Although Miao Xuan's experience with short weapons is not as good as long spears and simple fighting, he has experienced two worlds with stabbing and daggers, but under the absolute suppression of King Lanling, he is no different from a sandbag, even if he changes Several postures were beaten.

That is to say...

#flexible sandbag#

Lan Baba's evaluation is correct to a certain extent. Miao Xuan is still not fast enough now. He can't say that his body is suppressed to the extreme and does not rely on mental strength. If he really meets an opponent at the level of King Lanling , Walk around ten times and you can have a hot bento.

However, the teaching level of the assassin hero is one of the most mysterious places in Miao Xuan's ability. The heroes that appear in these levels represent the "highest combat power", which is the ultimate combination of speed, strength and skill. reflect.

Miao Xuan knew it in his heart, so even though he was being beaten all the time, his mentality did not collapse at all, and he was as stable as an old dog.

And don't look at the murderer, but the sense of guidance is very strong. The surrounding terrain is still a desert dune. The soft sand provides enough buffer, and the dim light is also a good cover. This is exactly the teaching configuration.

King Lanling's unsheathed dagger and hidden blade were silent, and all the noises he deliberately made were to disrupt the situation. What kind of attack can be called a "hidden blade"?

King Lanling showed up and taught everything very well. He is indeed the strongest teacher in the way of the hidden blade.

In the dim light, there was another silent dagger tearing through the air. Miao Xuan turned his head subconsciously, and a long line of blood was pulled out on the side face, but he miscalculated the direction of King Lanling's attack, and this A huge force hit Miao Xuan's shoulder.

"Trust your intuition!" King Lanling's deep voice followed, "How long has it been since you gave up everything and went into battle? Don't you know that blunt knives can rust!"

The system jumped up and down in the sand, chasing and fighting the gods from afar, but the little fox was only as big as a palm, and couldn't do anything except bark a few times.

King Lanling seemed to be melting in the darkness, Miao Xuan could only passively block his attack, he couldn't guess where his blade would appear from, so he was tired of dealing with it.

But… trust your intuition…?

The familiar feeling rose after a long time, and Miao Xuan felt that every drop of blood in his body was being interrogated gradually, but his mind was very calm.

Trust your fighting instincts, trust your instincts.

The subtle fluctuations in the air were keenly captured, and Miao Xuan stepped back quickly, then turned around with his waist and abdomen as the axis, and slashed into the air.

"clang!"

The loud noise exploded, and the hidden assassin revealed the cold light on the sharp blade. Miao Xuan didn't wait for his next attack, nor was he greedy for the opening that could be slashed, and immediately seized the opportunity to turn invisible.

The little fox of the system barely stabilized himself on the sand dune, and his brother Miao and King Lanling "disappeared" in front of his eyes, and only the slightest smell of blood wafted in the wind.

Two assassins who are also good at hiding in the dark started a battle of comprehensive strength at this moment.

The bonfire was still crackling, the soft warm light dyed the little fox's fur into bright colors, and the ubiquitous hidden murderous intent in the air made his fur stand on end.

He knew that it was a teaching level now, and he also knew that King Lanling had no malicious intentions. However, when Miao Xuan fell into a hard fight again, he could only shrink in the corner and watch as he had done countless times before.

The bloody smell in the air suddenly changed!A faint crisp sound sounded, and the next moment was a head-on impact!

The two also showed their figures, but Miao Xuan's position was a little bit worse. He was in a lower area and was completely suppressed.

"It's not enough!" King Lanling's voice came from behind the cold mask. Veins popped out on his arm, and he slammed Miao Xuan's blade away with great force. He punched again with his backhand, this time facing Touching Miao Xuan's chest.

The system stared blankly at the scene that was close at hand. At this moment, his mind was blank, and four small icons appeared vaguely.

I have to help Brother Miao, the system thought so, so the second small icon suddenly lit up, it was a lovely pink heart.

【Brother Second! 】The little fox jumped up from the sand dune, and following his movements, a chubby little Taoxin flew out of his tail, and flew straight towards King Lanling, forcing the assassin who was about to punch him to stay in place.

Miao Xuan was taken aback, he didn't have time to think about what the system had opened up to Ren Du's second channel, so he couldn't miss the opportunity, he turned sideways and aimed at King Lanling's jaw from bottom to top with a punch!

Teacher Lan was finally knocked into the air once, and Miao Xuan chased after him to make up the knife, but the control of [-] seconds ended, and the two went back and forth in mid-air, each landing steadily.

Miao Xuan landed next to the little system, and quickly picked up the little fox: "Tong'er! What is that!"

Tears welled up in the system's eyes, and it screamed: [Brother Miao!My second skill is on! 】

To this day, Miao Xuan has almost forgotten that the prototype of the system is the mage hero Daji in the game. This charming fox has the hardest control skills in the whole game.

The skill [Idol Charm] causes damage to the hit enemy and stuns it for [-] seconds.

How moved Miao Xuan was at this moment is beyond words!

Think about it!What does an assassin want most?Isn't he just a good teammate who can control the opponent?Whether it is a support or a mage, please get me one-now I have it! ! !

On the sand dunes not far away, King Lanling looked at the system and frowned slightly: "That demon puppet...that's how it is."

Miao Xuan put the system on the sand dune: "What are you talking about? If it's about the skill just now, I won't let Tong'er participate anymore."

King Lanling shook his head: "That's enough—the time is almost up."

Only then did Miao Xuan notice that the bonfire had been extinguished at some point, and the place where the desert and the sky meet in the distance turned slightly bright.

"With that thing, your life should be saved." King Lanling pointed to the little fox beside Miao Xuan, "Don't slack off, your strength is far from enough, and no one can match you. It's not because you stop sharpening yourself reason."

Miao Xuan was taught.

"I said 'where the blade strikes is the territory'—" King Lanling looked at the gradually brightening sky in the distance, "Where can your blade reach? Don't shirk your responsibility."

His knife... His knife can cut from the dark realm to the glorious land, there is no place in that world that he cannot go.

Miao Xuan was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "But I am destined to leave—"

"That's enough! That's enough of the excuses for self-deception." King Lanling turned to look at him, those bewitching eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the deepest thoughts in Miao Xuan's heart, "Destined to leave? How? Nothing lasts forever,"

"What are you thinking, only you know."

The brilliance of the rising sun gradually climbed out of the horizon, and the tiny rays of light sprinkled on the majestic buildings. Miao Xuan hadn't seen the sun for a long time, so he looked subconsciously.

In such a glow, Miao Xuan suddenly thought of the dead young man, he asked him if he was still the King of Darkness, and Fenrir, he also asked him if he was Nid Hogg.

What did he say?

He said he was.

Chaoyang finally jumped out of the horizon completely. The sunrise on the desert was extremely violent and fast. Miao Xuan's eyes hurt from being stabbed. He turned around subconsciously and saw the outline of the Great Wall in Phnom Penh and the silent defenders on the Great Wall.

The general holding the epee stood proudly on the beacon tower, and her shoulders provoked the desert.

"You still have responsibilities to bear." King Lanling looked at the Great Wall and said softly, "But your territory is omnipresent."

"Go choose your goals, and then don't regret it."

Its daybreak.

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The sun disc dimmed a little more.

Baldr stood in the holy pavilion, reaching out and gently touching the huge light source.

St. Amber won't last long...

He turned and walked down the long stairs. Sullivan followed him, reporting what he had gained today in a low voice: "St. Amber is completely under the control of the Northwest Governor. All entertainment venues have been blocked. There are no nobles left. Common people His residence was divided into 45 parts, and the army monitored them."

Baldr frowned severely: "It's like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered."

Sullivan added: "There is still some information that cannot be ascertained-it is said that criminals will be punished here every month, and the governor requires all soldiers and civilian representatives from every part to come and watch the execution."

Balder was stunned: "What punishment? Death penalty?"

Sullivan hesitated for a moment: "They only said...it was inhumane torture."

No one dared to tell the knight what kind of punishment it was, but no matter how numb the residents were, they would shudder when mentioning the wolf tooth mouth, and as for those punishments... no one dared to say a word at all.

The members of the Knights can only guess that it was a brutal torture.

Balder closed his eyes: "Where's the capital? Is there any news from the capital?"

"The news of these three days has not yet arrived." Sullivan knew what Baldur wanted to know, and hurriedly comforted, "Your Majesty, we will raise the sun again sooner or later! At that time, there will be no more tragedies, and neither will the governor of the border." If you dare to treat your people like this again, the Dark Remnants will disappear completely."

It's a pity that Sullivan's relief did not make Balder happy. He pushed open the heavy door under the stairs: "I hope so."

The Northwest Governor waited respectfully behind the gate, he still smiled so kindly: "Your Majesty, where do you want to go today?"

Baldr returned the politeness: "The border town of St. Amber, please take care of me."

"What can you do, my subordinate?" Fenrir took a step sideways, "Please bring the knights and follow us—the border town is very dark, and our patrolling knights will light up the lights for you."

Balder frowned slightly: "We..."

"Please don't refuse." Fenrir smiled and bowed, "Of course the adults of the Knights of Light are not afraid of darkness, but the horses in the Land of Glory cannot do without light."

"God of Light bless you, Your Majesty."

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Miao Xuan climbed up the city wall of St. Amber in the darkness.

Here he can clearly see everything in St. Amber, the sun is indeed weaker, the city is still dead silent, and the knights patrolling the city are still so dull...

But today's border town seems to be a little different.

There was the sound of neat horseshoes in the distance, as well as several bright lamps that were raised high.

Miao Xuan looked intently, and found that his old acquaintance—the Knights of Light reappeared, but this time they were in a big show, surrounded by many city patrolling knights and attendants, and these attendants held crystal balls high in their hands. Several weak lamps merged together to open up a bright land.

I don't know how long the border town of St. Amber hasn't been lit like this.

Miao Xuan saw Baldr, who was leading the horse, and Fenrir, who was walking beside him.

There was only the sound of horseshoes in the air, and this team was a little too quiet.

Maybe because they saw the bones on the ground in the border town?Miao Xuan guessed so.

The team passed in front of him in silence, and walked around the city wall in an orderly manner until they returned to Langyakou.

The patrolling knights dispersed and continued their daily work.

Miao Xuan passed them silently, and then climbed up to the outer city gate of St. Amber. On the towering city gate, the shadow of the grandeur of the past could be vaguely seen, and on the huge ring representing the sun, stood a man in a long robe. man.

Miao Xuan guessed right, Fenrir was indeed here.

He turned down the city wall, and just as he showed his figure, Fenrir turned his head back: "You are here."

Miao Xuan was quite helpless: "Why are you still here?"

"Because I can wait for you here." Fenrir smiled, "My lord, what else can I do for you?"

Miao Xuan was silent for a moment: "I'm going to the capital once."