Accidentally draw out the black light virus, I am invincible
Chapter 58 The Castle on the Snow Mountain
In the end, he simply used the space gem to release a layer of energy similar to bat sound waves. Within a radius of 30 meters from him, Moser could clearly perceive all creatures within this range with his eyes closed.
It is precisely because of this that the more people go up, the more hidden they are.
But Moser could always escape, because he released such energy feedback, allowing him to sneak into the castle with ease.
From time to time, patrolling guards passed by in the aisle of the old castle. A guard standing by the door suddenly opened the door next to him, and he subconsciously looked there.
As soon as his head was in front of the door, two hands quickly stretched out from behind the door, one hand covered his mouth, and the other hand pulled his clothes and pulled them directly behind the door.
The guard reacted, his eyes widened in vain, and his right hand touched the dagger hidden in his waist, but he couldn't help but feel that the hands holding him were too strong.
He didn't even have time to draw his knife, so he was dragged directly behind the door.
The door is quietly closed.
The next second, the guard came out neatly, unchanged from before.
"The physical fitness of an ordinary guard can reach the level of a special soldier? It's really amazing, at least one-half of Carter's physical fitness."
The current guard is already Moser. He used the black light virus to easily swallow this unlucky guy, marveling at the latter's terrifying physical fitness.
One-half of Carter's physical performance can easily refresh the world records in various sports games.
And this guard looks like an ordinary guard, nothing special. Such a person has that kind of physique, which is very shocking.
"'Fountain of Life'... so, it turned out that they relied on this kind of thing to strengthen them, but the consequences were huge."
Moser browsed through the guard's memory in his mind. This group of assassins would drink a spring called "Fountain of Life" given by the King of Assassins every year.
Only the amount of mineral water bottle caps can change their bodies, improve their physical functions, and reduce their pain.
But there is a fatal flaw, bloodthirsty.
They need to draw human blood from time to time, otherwise they will become uncontrollably angry and violent, which is the consequence of the fountain of life.
Because the amount they take is too small, and the fountain of life is still once a year, so they can only use blood to suppress this impulse.
Once this kind of impulse is violent, even the partners who get along with people around him day and night can't help but kill him.
Therefore, Moser also knew that the projections he had seen in Ancient One earlier, the aristocratic crowd who had inexplicably turned into mummified corpses was because the blood was drained by those assassins.
Fortunately, the black light virus is very powerful. Even though Mercer absorbed this person, he was not infected by the bloodthirsty bacteria in it.
Compared with the black light virus, these things are too trifling.
Turning into the appearance of an assassin, Moser walked swaggeringly in the castle, but anyone who doubted his identity was directly caught in the corner and absorbed.
Moser had to sigh, it's great that there is no camera in this place, as long as he doesn't make a sound, no one will know what he is doing here.
Of course, if he wanted to answer their questions or codes, Moser could easily answer them, after all, he also had their memories.
There are not many people in the castle, and there are only about a hundred people in the huge castle, plus the few people who are performing tasks outside, it is worth two hundred.
The number is small, but each is an elite soldier.
The reason why there are no weak people is because of the scene Moser is watching.
He now came to an inner sanctuary where five assassins dressed like Mercer surrounded a man in a circle.
The man surrounded by several people looked a little thin, wearing a long black coat, standing there with his hands on the tail of the long sword, his slightly squinted eyes made it impossible to see through his thoughts.
The assassins looked at each other and remained silent for about ten seconds, as if sensing the impatience of the man in black, an assassin finally stepped forward.
The sharp short knife slipped out of his sleeve, and he held it directly behind his hand, and wiped it towards the neck of the man in black with a fierce murderous look.
This move is a killer move!
It's all about killing the opponent!
Facing this fierce attack, the man in black was completely unmoved, until the opponent's attack was only half an arm away from him, and his body suddenly moved.
With this movement, which was faster than that of the assassin, the man in black directly pressed the knife in his hand against the assassin's neck, and without pausing, he directly wiped the assassin's neck.
The man in black didn't continue to move, but withdrew his weapon, closed his eyes again, and didn't mean to be serious at all.
The assassins looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, then took out their daggers and attacked the man in black.
Among these assassins, only one assassin escaped the attack of the man in black and finally survived.
The others were all killed by the man in black.
The man in black is the current King of Assassins, Occam.
His attack is no longer a simple killing, but more like an artistic harvest.
Those assassins who were wiped out didn't fight back at all before they died. As their bodies twitched slightly, their consciousness also lost consciousness.
"Evidently he is one of our own, but he is still a killer. It is indeed the strongest killer organization in the world. This training method is too perverted."
Looking at that scene, Moser knew that there would be a battle like this every once in a while through the few assassins he had absorbed.
Every time is a life-and-death training, as long as you take the first move of the man in black, the opponent will slow down the second move, and will no longer control the enemy with one move.
This is the inspection of them by the man in black as the leader, and no one dares to underestimate this inspection.
Because once underestimated, what you pay is life.
This is also why the assassins of the League of Assassins are the top assassins in the world, just because they put their lives to the test every time they undergo training and assessment.
It is even easier to survive the attack of the King of Assassins and go out to perform tasks.
"It's no wonder there are so few people in the Assassin's League. Although they are few, they are all strong. Unlike the mercenaries outside, many people are superficially strong, but actually very weak."
Moser couldn't help saying that this was completely different from the fighting skills he knew now. Fighting skills focused on frontal confrontation. Although there is also a move to control the enemy, it requires strength.
Assassination is more of a technical job, with a unique and strong force, allowing them to spend the least amount of effort and do the most things.
"What are you looking at there, come here too!" The man in black saw Moser who was peeking not far away, and asked the latter to come here too.
Moser couldn't wish for such an opportunity to contact the other party openly, so he walked towards him openly.
The man in black said to the assassin who had just survived next to him, "You two go up together. If you can do three tricks, the Fountain of Life will launch ahead of schedule."
It is precisely because of this that the more people go up, the more hidden they are.
But Moser could always escape, because he released such energy feedback, allowing him to sneak into the castle with ease.
From time to time, patrolling guards passed by in the aisle of the old castle. A guard standing by the door suddenly opened the door next to him, and he subconsciously looked there.
As soon as his head was in front of the door, two hands quickly stretched out from behind the door, one hand covered his mouth, and the other hand pulled his clothes and pulled them directly behind the door.
The guard reacted, his eyes widened in vain, and his right hand touched the dagger hidden in his waist, but he couldn't help but feel that the hands holding him were too strong.
He didn't even have time to draw his knife, so he was dragged directly behind the door.
The door is quietly closed.
The next second, the guard came out neatly, unchanged from before.
"The physical fitness of an ordinary guard can reach the level of a special soldier? It's really amazing, at least one-half of Carter's physical fitness."
The current guard is already Moser. He used the black light virus to easily swallow this unlucky guy, marveling at the latter's terrifying physical fitness.
One-half of Carter's physical performance can easily refresh the world records in various sports games.
And this guard looks like an ordinary guard, nothing special. Such a person has that kind of physique, which is very shocking.
"'Fountain of Life'... so, it turned out that they relied on this kind of thing to strengthen them, but the consequences were huge."
Moser browsed through the guard's memory in his mind. This group of assassins would drink a spring called "Fountain of Life" given by the King of Assassins every year.
Only the amount of mineral water bottle caps can change their bodies, improve their physical functions, and reduce their pain.
But there is a fatal flaw, bloodthirsty.
They need to draw human blood from time to time, otherwise they will become uncontrollably angry and violent, which is the consequence of the fountain of life.
Because the amount they take is too small, and the fountain of life is still once a year, so they can only use blood to suppress this impulse.
Once this kind of impulse is violent, even the partners who get along with people around him day and night can't help but kill him.
Therefore, Moser also knew that the projections he had seen in Ancient One earlier, the aristocratic crowd who had inexplicably turned into mummified corpses was because the blood was drained by those assassins.
Fortunately, the black light virus is very powerful. Even though Mercer absorbed this person, he was not infected by the bloodthirsty bacteria in it.
Compared with the black light virus, these things are too trifling.
Turning into the appearance of an assassin, Moser walked swaggeringly in the castle, but anyone who doubted his identity was directly caught in the corner and absorbed.
Moser had to sigh, it's great that there is no camera in this place, as long as he doesn't make a sound, no one will know what he is doing here.
Of course, if he wanted to answer their questions or codes, Moser could easily answer them, after all, he also had their memories.
There are not many people in the castle, and there are only about a hundred people in the huge castle, plus the few people who are performing tasks outside, it is worth two hundred.
The number is small, but each is an elite soldier.
The reason why there are no weak people is because of the scene Moser is watching.
He now came to an inner sanctuary where five assassins dressed like Mercer surrounded a man in a circle.
The man surrounded by several people looked a little thin, wearing a long black coat, standing there with his hands on the tail of the long sword, his slightly squinted eyes made it impossible to see through his thoughts.
The assassins looked at each other and remained silent for about ten seconds, as if sensing the impatience of the man in black, an assassin finally stepped forward.
The sharp short knife slipped out of his sleeve, and he held it directly behind his hand, and wiped it towards the neck of the man in black with a fierce murderous look.
This move is a killer move!
It's all about killing the opponent!
Facing this fierce attack, the man in black was completely unmoved, until the opponent's attack was only half an arm away from him, and his body suddenly moved.
With this movement, which was faster than that of the assassin, the man in black directly pressed the knife in his hand against the assassin's neck, and without pausing, he directly wiped the assassin's neck.
The man in black didn't continue to move, but withdrew his weapon, closed his eyes again, and didn't mean to be serious at all.
The assassins looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, then took out their daggers and attacked the man in black.
Among these assassins, only one assassin escaped the attack of the man in black and finally survived.
The others were all killed by the man in black.
The man in black is the current King of Assassins, Occam.
His attack is no longer a simple killing, but more like an artistic harvest.
Those assassins who were wiped out didn't fight back at all before they died. As their bodies twitched slightly, their consciousness also lost consciousness.
"Evidently he is one of our own, but he is still a killer. It is indeed the strongest killer organization in the world. This training method is too perverted."
Looking at that scene, Moser knew that there would be a battle like this every once in a while through the few assassins he had absorbed.
Every time is a life-and-death training, as long as you take the first move of the man in black, the opponent will slow down the second move, and will no longer control the enemy with one move.
This is the inspection of them by the man in black as the leader, and no one dares to underestimate this inspection.
Because once underestimated, what you pay is life.
This is also why the assassins of the League of Assassins are the top assassins in the world, just because they put their lives to the test every time they undergo training and assessment.
It is even easier to survive the attack of the King of Assassins and go out to perform tasks.
"It's no wonder there are so few people in the Assassin's League. Although they are few, they are all strong. Unlike the mercenaries outside, many people are superficially strong, but actually very weak."
Moser couldn't help saying that this was completely different from the fighting skills he knew now. Fighting skills focused on frontal confrontation. Although there is also a move to control the enemy, it requires strength.
Assassination is more of a technical job, with a unique and strong force, allowing them to spend the least amount of effort and do the most things.
"What are you looking at there, come here too!" The man in black saw Moser who was peeking not far away, and asked the latter to come here too.
Moser couldn't wish for such an opportunity to contact the other party openly, so he walked towards him openly.
The man in black said to the assassin who had just survived next to him, "You two go up together. If you can do three tricks, the Fountain of Life will launch ahead of schedule."
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