Marvel: I have unlimited hero cards

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 thirty meters from him, Mercer could clearly perceive all living creatures within this range with his eyes closed.

It is precisely because of this that the higher you go, the more people there are and the more secluded it becomes.

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 corridors of the castle, and a guard stood by the door. The door next to him suddenly opened, and he looked over there subconsciously.

As soon as his head reached 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 him 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 again, 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.

It can reach one-fifth of Carter's physical function and can easily set 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 a mineral water bottle cap can change their bodies, improve their body 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 impulse arises, even the people around him who live with him day and night will be tempted to kill him.

Therefore, Mercer also knew that the projections he had seen in Ancient One before, the nobles who had turned into mummies inexplicably, were all because their 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 child's play.

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.

Mercer had to lament that it was great that there were no cameras in this place. As long as he kept silent, no one would know what he was 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 that Mercer 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 dagger slipped out of his sleeve and was held directly in his hand, and he wiped it towards the neck of the man in black with a fierce murderous intent.

This move is a killer move!

Completely aiming to kill the other party!

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 did not continue to move, but retracted his weapon and closed his eyes again, not taking it seriously 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 escaped the attack of the man in black and survived in the end.

The others were all killed by the man in black.

This 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.

"Obviously he is one of our own, but he still kills. It is indeed the strongest killer organization in the world. This training method is too abnormal."

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.

"No wonder there are so few people in the Assassin's League. Although they are few, everyone is strong. Unlike the mercenaries from the outside world, many of them appear to be strong but are 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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