[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Second brother: I am too difficult

Weaving Nobushi, the castle tower.

Miao Xuan raised his gun, and a thrust, like a thunderbolt carrying a weight of weight, landed blatantly!

Such a rigid and sharp Thunder should not have appeared on this rotten castle tower, so the kneeling woman was torn apart, her sweet and innocent face was smiling, but her body was immediately divided into two Half.

The stench of blood flowed out, mixed with black viscous liquid like sludge, and the stench was magnified several times in an instant.

This is Ah Qing—to be precise, she was the biological mother of Dao Gui, Ning Ning, and Zhong Zheng, Asakawa Qing.

But now, the one that has been torn apart by Miao Xuan is a ghost, a completely unconscious ghost fabricated from Asakawa Qing's corpse.

Miao Xuan's critical attack came very simply, crushing the thing in one go, without even burning it with flames again.

Ah Qing's skeleton should have been buried in the Dewa Clan's cemetery, how did it get here, and how could it be obtained by Zhixin Zongqi?

These issues are very important, but Miao Xuan doesn't want to pursue it now, he thinks, he has to kill Zhixin Zongqi first.

"Don't you like it?" A deep voice came from a distance, with a little doubt, "Don't you like Qing Ji? Isn't she beautiful? Or is she different from the girl in your memory? "

Miao Xuan put the child in his hand in the corner by the window, then raised his head very calmly, observing the castle tower on this floor, keeping the terrain in mind.

The sword ghost... the sword ghost was in that pool, he seemed to be blocked by some force, but Oranobu Soki couldn't kill him, so that's fine, after he finished killing Orinobu Zongqi, the sword ghost was fished out.

Miao Xuan glanced at the equipment bar to make sure it was correct, then slowly raised the gun, and at this moment, his figure disappeared in place.

It seemed to be a thunder that burst out of thin air, and it was also like the sting of stings piercing through the darkness in spring. This huge bang suddenly shattered the false peace. Splash.

With the tip of the black spear as the tip, the blue thunder swept across the long passage in an instant, and the piercing sound cut open in mid-air as if torn silk.

Following the thunderbolt, all the curtains that had been bundled in the room fell like a tide, and their bottoms hung down on the ground, blending into the invisible shadows.

Just like on the battlefield, Miao Xuan once again approached Zhixin Zongqi, but the former was just pure hostility, while the latter was mixed with too much anger.

And at the moment when the thunder exploded, Zhixin Zongqi suddenly got up, he bent his body slightly, and pressed one hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, countless dark, muddy shadows clung to his seat, strangely It spread silently under his feet.

This is Orinobu Soki's castle tower, and this is... the spider's lair.

The blue thunder fell from the sky with tremors capable of tearing eardrums. At this moment, Oranobu Muneki drew his sword, swung it, and once again drew the dark sun. It is also completely different, this black breath is no longer a phantom that only psychics can see, but a real erosion of mud!

The pure black sun disc condensed in mid-air, and it seemed to be able to withstand the blue thunder, but after a short period of darkness, a beam of bluish-white light burst with the shadow of the thunder!

The black sun was shattered, revealing the long spear that pierced through the black sun. Miao Xuan looked at Zhixin Zongqi who was close at hand, and stated the facts in a calm voice: "Die."

Zhixin Zongqi laughed, and there was a bit of treachery on his pale face: "...Okay."

The spear and the blade collided brazenly, and the huge force made Orobuki smash the seat behind him, so the mud hidden under his feet lost its restraint, and crazily crawled out of his shadow, like a sea creature eroding The tentacles on the land, like the unwilling claws of the undead, attacked Miao Xuan from bottom to top, carrying a heavy stench of corpses.

At this moment, the gala music in the castle tower came to an abrupt end, and the expensive and thick incense was in vain, and there was nothing to cover up—nothing could help Zhixin Zongqi pretend to be his most authentic appearance It was finally revealed that this disgusting, filthy quagmire that eroded everything was his soul.

Miao Xuan swept his spear to clear an open space around his body, but this is not an open sand field, this is a spider's lair, countless shadows climb between the endless curtains, like a forest of evil spirits in the thin sunlight. grow in.

Standing in such a castle tower, Miao Xuan could vaguely hear ghosts crying.

There is a dead soul hidden in every shadow, which is the remains of ghosts that can never find peace. They were born in endless pain, grief and resentment, they caused countless murders, and finally they were swallowed in the fight. Only unwillingness, bloodthirsty and violence can be left behind, and Zhixin Zongqi is a collection of these things, the lord of countless resentful ghosts, and the embodiment of filth and mud.

Zhixin Zongqi ate all the powerful ghosts, so he is the demon god.

Holding the knife, Zhixin Zongqi slowly stepped down the shattered steps step by step, his face was very clear in the light sunlight, and there was a strange light in those eyes.

"Come on, Dragon Spear, come and kill me." He smiled softly, the laughter was deep and gentle, "Then become a part of me."

For such an invitation, Miao Xuan's response was very simple, he raised the spear in his hand: "Are you worthy?"

"Orinobu Soki, you deserve to die."

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"Human beings cannot sneak into Kyoto, and the only person who can kill Orinobu Soki is me."

"Weixin Zongqi is the only leader of the Zhixin clan. His death will inevitably lead to the collapse of the Zhixin clan. His son is young and weak now, so there is nothing to worry about."

"Orinobu Soki is the demon god among ghosts, and the human army cannot harm him"

"The outer walls of Kyoto are full of ghosts who died unjustly. When attacking, you must first attack with fire."

"The weaving letter family will not agree, so they can instigate rebellion"

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Zen Master Zaixue repeated sentence by sentence. His old figure was very clear after a little candlelight. Every word seemed to consume his vitality. He just sat here and made this deep Buddhist temple like a tomb.

Yu Guangzhong was standing by the door, and behind him was an increasingly blazing sun, but at this moment his chest was icy cold, and the piercing chill gradually permeated him, as if it wanted to drown him.

This is really... a suffocating pain.

I don't know how long it took, Yuguang Zhongzheng regained his own language ability, he opened his mouth: "What did he say?"

Before Zen Master Zaixue could answer, Yuguang Zhongzheng repeated again: "He said it himself?"

Zen Master Zaixue bent down: "Yes."

Yu Guangzhong took a small step back, this time he was almost tripped, and after a short stagger, he stood up again, a look between sadness and anger flashed across his face.

How could it not be by mouth?That's what Dragonlance will do.

He, Yu Guangzhong, was defeated by Zhixin Zongqi's sword, and the sword ghost was the same. They were all so weak and pathetic, so Longqiang could only protect them in his own way.

Tell him what can he do?to block?To resist?To cry, to beg, to throw a tantrum like a child?

And sadly, he actually does.

There is only one source of everything, and that is his weakness and incompetence.

Yu Guangzhong was looking up at the distant sky, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the whole world in an ominous color.

"The whole army." Zhongzheng Yu Guang said every word, as if he wanted to crush every syllable, "At noon tomorrow, we will have a decisive battle with the Zhixin clan."

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Weaving Nobushi, the castle tower.

The topmost floor has been completely destroyed, and at this moment, only "spider lair" can perfectly summarize the appearance of the top floor of the castle tower.

Countless pitch-black vine tentacles intertwined and intertwined as if they were alive, and the heavy curtain had long been eroded away, so they hung in every corner of this huge space, growing and being torn and shattered.

The blue-colored thunder exploded again and again in this space, and every time it rolled up and attacked Zhixin Zongqi with supreme sharpness.

Several cracks were opened on his pale skin, scarlet blood overflowed, dripped on the ground and then turned into the shadow of the grieving ghost, entangled and extended, as if there was no end.

Miao Xuan once again cleaned the black thorns around his body, and let out a deep breath. He has maintained a high-intensity output for a long time. At first glance, it seems that he has the upper hand, but the fact is just the opposite.

This time there will be a war of attrition, which is indeed unexpected by Miao Xuan. Zhixin Zongqi's defense is very strong, and his special erosion power has well dispelled the repeated crit attacks of the dragon gun. The same tentacles are like a spider's web, they are firmly unfolded with Miao Xuan and Zhixin Zongqi as the core, and the thick and dirty power attached to them is constantly eroding everything around them, and this power and the clean spirit of Dragon Spear Power is the natural enemy of each other.

In other words, Miao Xuan must maintain a high degree of concentration at all times, and he cannot be hit by a large number of branches and tentacles, otherwise there is a risk of falling into the quagmire.

Different from when he was on the battlefield, although Zhixin Zongqi still only has one blue bar now, he seems to be able to get replenished. The blue bar has been slowly recovering. Even if Miao Xuan struggles until now, there is still one tenth .

Assassin Zhao Yun's modeling is a very balanced template, both endurance and endurance are maintained at an excellent level, and the current Miao Xuan's mana control is perfect, but this does not mean that Miao Xuan's combat ability is just endless.

If this continues, he may fall into a very bad situation... No, he must break out immediately.

It was no longer the midday blazing sun outside the castle tower, and the sun was gradually sinking to the west, which made the already poor light even shallower. However, the lamp racks inside the castle tower were almost destroyed in the battle, and there was no light source to let the entire floor light up. All fell into darkness, and there were countless hidden shadows in this darkness.

The later it got, the more Zhixin Zongqi suppressed Miao Xuan.

In the net cage of the shadows, Oranobu Soki is still holding the sword. His appearance is no longer human at this time. Countless dark barbs are attached to his body, like carapace and bones. His eyes glowed red in the dim light, as if they could penetrate all his tentacles and lock on to the prey.

"It's time to meet the devil." Zhixin Zongqi's voice sounded from every corner, with a little smile, "Dragon Gun, shall we continue?"

Miao Xuan really didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhixin Zongqi, this person didn't know any rich experience, his mind was full of strange routines that he couldn't understand, and he had a set of strict logic, so it was useless to communicate with him.

But now Zhixin Zongqi's blue bar is stable at one tenth of the scale, which is probably the home field advantage. Miao Xuan glanced at the redder and brighter sunset outside the window, and decided to change his thinking direction.

He had to leave the spider's lair first, and then set a fire outside, so that no matter whether Zhixin Zongqi would be forced out of the castle tower, he would have a chance of winning.

Miao Xuan's gaze moved to the cocoon where the sword ghost was again. If he read correctly, Zhixin Zongqi was probably still dedicating power to suppress the sword ghost. As long as he continued to attack, Zhixin Zongqi's suppressing power would also be empty. In time, the sword ghost can break through the shackles by himself...

Miao Xuan quickly backed away, and this once again disrupted and destroyed most of the network that had been built. For the purpose of getting out, Miao Xuan changed his equipment in seconds, and there were clean frost ice crystals where the tip of his spear passed. Instant condensation restricted the speed of these sticky tentacles.

"...the power of ice?" Zhixin Zongqi's voice came from the depths of Hiroma, "It's really beautiful... It seems that as long as it is a dragon gun, it can be amazing..."

The only thing that can resist Miao Xuan's spear is Zhixin Zongqi's Taidao. These living tentacles can only play the role of entanglement and interference. Miao Xuan slashed all the way to the direction of the high platform outside the window. His purpose is very Clearly, Oranobu Muneki also saw it.

"You want to leave here?" Zhixin Zongqi's voice no longer contained the slightest smile, "This is not allowed."

After Oranobu Soki's words fell, the spider webs in the whole Hiroma rioted. Hard and sharp bones grew out of the sticky tentacles out of thin air. Coming up, countless black and filthy tentacles rolled around his side, like the limbs of soft insects.

Miao Xuan's spear was the best at breaking defenses, and he was sure that Zhixin Zongqi would not be able to catch up with him, but the moment Miao Xuan broke through the barrier and reached the high platform, he saw a curled up child in the corner. The sharp foreign objects wriggling around were cutting his immature body, the pain should be no less than that of Ling Chi.

——This is Orinobu Soki's only son, but his father doesn't care about his life or death.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye. Miao Xuan bent down to pick up the child and turned out of the high platform at the same time. The setting sun in the distance smeared his body clearly like blood, and the whole sky was reflected scarlet at this moment.

In front of him is the scarlet world, and behind him is the dark and cold castle tower.

There is an indescribable thing in the castle tower that is constantly expanding and wriggling, like a sarcoma or mud.

If this is the flower of evil that only blooms in hell, then the petals are countless tentacles that exploded vigorously from the high platform and chased him.

Here is the mid-air at a height of tens of meters. Miao Xuan cut the chasing strand sideways with a spear while trying to find a buffer landing point. At this moment, Zhixin Zongqi appeared on the high platform.

Alarm bells rang in Miao Xuan's mind. He looked up and saw Zhixin Zongqi condescendingly looking down at him. This evil ghost-like daimyo held up the pure black sword in his hand. He looked at his eyes with eyes tens of thousands stronger than the setting sun. Times madness and scarlet.

Oranobu Muneki laughed abruptly, and at the same time, he ruthlessly threw down the sword in his hand!

This time Zhixin Zongqi's aim seemed to be not very good. Even in mid-air, such an attack could not hurt Miao Xuan. He easily dodged the blade, but at the next moment, blood was still splashed on his face, and the stench was unbearable. Word.

It wasn't Miao Xuan that the sword was aimed at, but Zongqi Zhixin used it to aim at Master Ji, his own biological son.

Miao Xuan watched helplessly as the crescent moon-like giant blade pierced the young boy's body. The horror that erupted in his heart at this moment finally made a hole in his defense, so the curled up child raised his head and looked at him. He showed a smile—a smile that was exactly the same as that of Orinobu Soki, creepy and gorgeous.

No...no!

Miao Xuan suddenly understood what he had been wondering all along!Why did Zayuki say that Oranobu Soki had killed all his relatives, yet an only son appeared?Why is Master Ji's name so familiar?Why did his intuition keep calling the police and never stop? !Why is this weaving letter mansion so weird!

But it was too late for Miao Xuan to understand, because the child's young body suddenly exploded into a blood flower in mid-air, and all the splashed blood turned into brand new sticky tentacles in an instant, and they were tightly entangled. Come up, strangle Miao Xuan's limbs and torso, and pour into his mouth and throat, pulling him into the endless filthy mire at that moment.

The author has something to say:

Late but arrived

The devil is a collection of tentacles = the devil's body is only the polluted soul = the devil actually stabbed the soul into Brother Miao's mouth...

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In the future, the system will quarrel with another capital:

Assassin system: My second brother dares to walk at night!

XX system: My master dares to go out of town alone!

Assassin system: My second brother dares to eat *!

XX system: My master dares too!

Host: Me!No!dare!

Brother Miao: ...