[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

As the ruler of the Tartars, the khan must be surrounded by countless cowards. Assassination is their number one enemy. They will be vigilant against all people and things that may appear around the khan. There are three of them, according to common sense, there can be no problem with Darigachi's diet...

However, this is just common sense.

There is some kind of the most miraculous power in this world, which is the extraordinary ability bestowed by the gods. They are completely unreasonable, elusive, and even more unpredictable.

Among them, gifts related to poison are the most mysterious. Compared with other abilities, they appear very rarely, and there are almost no records. "Cursed water" is just a shadow existing in the literature...

But now, Miao Xuan finally knew why this series of abilities had occupied a place in the history of different civilizations.

What a big deal this must be!With a dose of deadly poison, let the whole city be buried with their Khan!

The extreme poison brought by the top-level grace can overcome the loss of dosage, the barriers of media, the timing of taking effect and the compensation of treatment, and directly bring a fatal blow.

Miao Xuan kept coughing, blood gushed out of his throat, and leaked from his fingers. He is indeed immune to all poisons in this world, but all this is based on the extraordinary balance ability of this body, and at this moment his modeling The body is broken, so it takes longer to adapt, and it will lose some blood accordingly.

The small system quickly hung up two blood volume equipment for his brother, and Miao Xuan quickly recovered, using his own mechanism to completely relieve the poison.

The few mouthfuls of blood coughed up became the key to detoxification.

But other people are not as lucky as Miao Xuan. Their symptoms cannot subside. Among them, those who have the grace of God can sustain it, and maybe they can survive this test, but ordinary people quickly become victims of assassination. Many people died completely, and the closer the people were to Darigachi, the deeper the poison and the faster the onset.

Miao Xuan quickly caught this abnormal phenomenon, and immediately reacted - the assassination was aimed at Darigachi, and the law of poisoning is also related to this!

Everything is centered on King Khan, and the poison he carries is also the most intense. Even though he has one of the most powerful heavenly graces, he can only sustain this level of poison for a while longer.

This is no longer a simple killing by poison, it is almost similar to killing by curse. Miao Xuan quickly thought of the most famous poison... Westerners call it "cursed water", southerners call it "broken heart", and Tartars call it "cursed water". Xi poison".

And Dari Gachi, who was the target of the assassination, had already found the biggest suspect. He stared at the audience and roared like thunder: "You! Why didn't you die!"

Among the guests, a man sitting with his head down was putting down his wine glass. He stood up slowly and strode across the seat. When the southerner raised his head, he showed an undisguised smile on his face.

"Because my holy benevolence is not 'heartbroken' at all." Huo Yuhuai drank the wine, then threw away the glass in his hand, "Khan, the real 'heartbroken' is dead."

Really "heartbroken"?

Miao Xuan was stunned, so his guess was not wrong, the poison brought by the grace of this day was the well-known king of all poisons, the "heartbroken" in Nan's mouth.

Darigachi also coughed out a mouthful of blood: "Ah—so that's the case, you lied from the beginning, using the real 'heartbroken' blood to disguise, you are falsely surrendering, you have already prepared to assassinate Prepare!"

"Exactly, the so-called 'broken heart', also known as 'curse water', is different from ordinary poisons. Not only does it die when touched, but it can kill the host as long as it swallows the blood. Even if there is only a drop of blood, as long as it is within a distance of Near enough to the source, there's no cure."

Among the corpses bleeding from all over the seven orifices and the living people lying on the ground in pain and vomiting, Huo Yu was not stained with dust, and he even bowed down in a leisurely manner: "Khan, this time, you are the source of the 'curse to kill' I chose '."

Everything came to light. As early as the beginning, Huo Yuhuai set the target of poisoning on Darigachi. He polluted the water source of Dadu with the blood of the "broken heart" host, and then ensured that Darigachi ingested "Cursed water" - this step is not difficult, because the blood-tainted water is completely non-toxic before the ability is activated.

And just now, the person who really possessed the supernatural grace of poison used his ability, so he died because of it, and his poison also took effect on all the people who fulfilled the conditions——

One, intake of polluted water sources.

Second, the closer people are to Darigachi, the more severe the poison they will suffer.

"I was going to use it when several princes were present." Huo Yuhuai shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that the owner of 'Broken Heart' was discovered, and he can only activate the ability before he dies, which is considered a fulfilling mission."

Live up to the mission...

Miao Xuan only thought it was absurd and cruel, but all of this seemed to be taken for granted. The country's subjugation is imminent. As long as both the enemy and the enemy completely abandon morality, what kind of means can't be used?

Thinking in a better direction, the number of poisoned people should be far less than Miao Xuan's initial guess. Huo Yuhuai will definitely give priority to polluting the royal court's water to ensure that Darigachi is recruited, so most of the fringe areas should be spared.

After all, no matter what, the blood in a person's body is always limited. No matter what auxiliary treatment method is used, even if the blood loss is treated with Tian's grace, that unknown "broken heart" cannot completely pollute the entire capital's water system.

Furthermore, the Tartar garrisons are almost all stationed outside the capital, and the army will basically not be affected too much. Therefore, the three princes who went to inspect and condolences are unlikely to be poisoned, although they came into contact with polluted water. But it is still too far away from Darigachi...

But if the "heartbroken" host hadn't been discovered in time, and Tian'en could not be triggered after the host's death, the entire royal court might not have escaped death.

At the banquet, there were still more than a hundred people mourning, but some survived the catastrophe, and those warriors who were far enough away, blessed by God and strong enough survived this level by chance—however, their The number of people will not exceed thirty.

The surviving cowards started to move. They raised their weapons high and surrounded Huo Yuhuai in grief and hatred. No one of them could easily kill this cunning southerner, but none of them stepped forward, as if Huo Yuhuai was some kind of human being. irresistible monster.

Huo Yuhuai laughed, and he coughed a few times in a low voice. This lunatic also didn't care about his own life. He was also infected with a severe poison, and he drank a lot of "curse water".

"What's the matter, the warriors of the Longevity World are not afraid of me, are they?" Huo Yuhuai's laughter grew louder, he drew out the long sword casually, and the cold light flashed in his hand, directly reflecting on Khan in the chief seat body.

The next moment, Miao Xuan immediately stood in front of Dari Gachi. Although he had already digested the poison and recovered his blood mana and combat effectiveness due to the change of equipment, his appearance looked even stronger than Dari Gachi's. Weak, pale as paper, looking like he was going to die at any time.

Huo Yuhuai's movements froze, and he let out a long sigh: "High Priest, why are you bothering?"

At this moment, the little dot of Huo Yuhuai on the map finally stopped changing, and it was fixed on the green representing the right. Miao Xuan didn't know what kind of mentality this guy had, but it was too late to stop him now.

Miao Xuan couldn't help coughing a few more times, and asked the question he was most confused about: "What is your ability?"

Huo Yuhuai no longer concealed it, and said frankly: "'Listen', listen to people's hearts, and interpret lies."

Miao Xuan: ...

The system cursed: [Mind reading!It's another beep-reading mind!This ability has never appeared in the previous records!Damn it, the enemy is in Yuandadu, bro, let's get rid of him! 】

Kill target two...

The shadow condensed in Miao Xuan's hands. In front of his eyes was the second goal of this world. He had just killed someone in front of him. Maybe Darigachi was not innocent, but what about those attendants?What about those old and weak people who are all over Dadu even though they are far enough away from Darigachi?Their bodies are very weak, even though they are far away from Darigachi, they still cannot survive the sudden disaster, and many of them are from the south——

But all of this is the consequence of my acquiescence.

Miao Xuan couldn't raise his hand for a long time, he stared at the second target in front of him - he knew that he was the second target, and he let him go twice, if the first time was justifiable, then the second time What about the second time?Knowing that Huo Yuhuai may be a false surrender, but wishful thinking that he stayed to protect the southerners, even if the information leak happened...

Did I really not suspect it, or did I keep silent again?

Is it because he couldn't stop the massacre of the city by the Tartars, so he indulged Huo Yuhuai out of compensatory psychology from above?

Miao Xuan questioned himself, but couldn't get an answer. Although he always kept in mind his identity as an outsider, every choice he made would inevitably have subsequent impacts.

Strong power is not absolute, it means a heavier burden of cause and effect, it is always on you, just waiting for you to make every choice.

Darigachi's chest rose and fell violently. He finally took in enough air, and he fingerprinted loudly: "Is this the belief of you southerners? You will kill me by any means, even if you hurt your compatriots?"

Huo Yuhuai was also uncomfortable, but his high mood made him smile: "Khan, there are only your people in Dadu, and there are no compatriots from the south."

This is really a cold answer to the extreme, and the ridiculous thing is that the symbol representing Huo Yuhuai is still friendly at this moment, Miao Xuan really doesn't know what to say...

"How can the land of the Central Plains allow foreign barbarians to invade! A group of barbarians who want to be orthodox in the Central Plains!"

Huo Yuhuai was still not satisfied, he started to laugh, his plot was almost successful, the assassination of Khan had been succeeded, now there was only one last step to make up for the lack.

"The so-called king's court of the Tartars is nothing more than that." Huo Yuhuai stopped laughing. He looked around arrogantly and unremittingly, "How can a barbarian chasing water and grass know how to live in peace for a long time!"

Miao Xuan no longer wants to listen to the last will of target two, even though Huo Yuhuai's actions are essentially the same as those of the Tartars—in order to win the regime's victory in the fight for resources, they will use any means, and the Tartars will massacre In the cities that surrendered, the southerners poisoned and killed the enemy leaders at any cost-this cruel struggle will continue until there is a fundamental reform.

Killing the second target here seems to be a good idea?

Miao Xuan suddenly had this idea. Anyway, no one knew that he could resist all poisons, so he justifiably "was poisoned to death" after killing Huo Yuhuai, and exited in a reasonable way...

"Let him talk!!!"

There was a rumbling sound like a bell, and Darigachi took a step forward at some point. His eyes were piercing and his legs were separated on the high platform. It was not at all obvious that he was being tortured by the poison. It's so mighty, like a dying lion king, with majesty that stands above heaven and earth.

"Huo Erlanle, let him continue—" Darigachi's voice seemed to be thrown from his chest, "Let me listen carefully! A loser who betrayed his dignity, a poor worm who abandoned his compatriots, a What kind of delusions and curses can a despicable and cowardly poisonous snake have!!"

Miao Xuan stopped, and so did the warriors holding weapons around him. Only Huo Yuhuai still raised his head high, but his smile finally faded away, replaced by a dark calm.

"You are really a hero." Huo Yuhuai sighed, "It is really enviable. If I were a Tartar, I would definitely die for a wise monarch like you, but it is a pity—"

As soon as he changed his voice, his voice became agitated: "No matter where you are, people's hearts are just as greedy and sinister. I can hear everyone's voice, so I know—Great Khan! Your royal court is about to be divided into three , your three princes all have their iron-blooded supporters, a mountain forest cannot accommodate two tigers, how can a royal court accommodate three strong masters? Whether it is a delusion or a curse-I see that the Lulian is destined to explode Civil war, your blood will slaughter your brothers, your cowards will raise their swords, your legacy will be torn, your court will be torn apart!"

Miao Xuan was horrified when he heard it, what a heartbreaking and cruel word!

If there is one thing that Darigachi hates and fears the most in his life, it must be the civil war of the Tartars. He suffered a lot from the disintegration of the old royal family when he was a teenager, and suffered repeated disasters due to tribal strife in his youth. It was the steppe battle in his prime, and he had to kill many fellow Tartars, all of which made him feel regretful and guilty, and he couldn't let go of it until he died.

And now, on the way to the south of Darigachi, someone forced him to glimpse the nightmare of the past. As a dying father and a king who is dying, would he do this?Are you eager to deny it?Or do you try your best to argue?

"Hahahaha!" Dariga laughed loudly, "So, this is the foresight you are proud of! Take him down!"

The cowards reacted belatedly, stepped forward quickly, and pressed the man to the ground in the blink of an eye, aiming their long knives and short daggers at his neck.

Huo Yuhuai did not resist, and he even showed a very happy expression: "What? Khan finally decided to silence him?"

Darigachi sat down slowly—he was really about to lose his hold, the poison spread, making his lower body completely numb, and now he was just holding on to his last breath.

"Don't speculate on the mind of an eagle with the mood of a poisonous snake!" Darikachi raised his head high, "Kill you? Let my priests and warriors be stained with your stinky blood? No, that's too dirty .”

He took a deep breath: "... My children, come in, you are coming back just in time."

Outside the palace, the three familiar figures entered one after another, and even Miao Xuan didn't notice their arrival. The small system thoughtfully reported: [Geriletu came first, and the second goal arrived when he was soliciting dissension. He didn't move at the door, Alatan and Chao Luomen just arrived, they came together. 】

All three of them had similar missions, but the order in which they arrived at the royal court was very subtle. After Huo Yuhuai said those words, everyone in the venue inevitably showed some emotions.

And after Darigachi called to break the trail, it was also Geriletu who stepped into the palace first—he was holding a knife in his hand, and there were blood stains on the blade, which was corroded and pitted.

The hall was like a forest of ghosts and monsters, and there were grisly corpses everywhere, but Darigachi smiled instead: "Geriletu, what is that?"

Geriletu didn't smile, he stared fixedly at his father and uncle, and after a long time, he looked slowly at Huo Yuhuai again, and then said coldly: "The blood of the poisonous snake - I wanted Xizuo to taste it taste."

Having said that, Geriletu obviously has no chance, because Huo Yuhuai has already been poisoned and will die in severe pain soon.

Geriletu hid his emotions, but Alatan's eyes were tearing apart, his eyes were scarlet, staring at Huo Yuhuai, and Chaoluomen was similar to his younger brother. The warriors of the Tartars seemed to be all Thus, they are more eager to tear apart their enemies than to mourn for their loved ones.

At this moment, the guards and guards guarded the outside of the palace, and the solemn silence in the palace was restored, and no one was struggling because of the poison and pain—the few people who suffered had been out of pain, The vast majority of those who could not bear it all died, leaving only Darigachi, still unwilling to surrender.

"Father—" Alatan couldn't help but speak, and before he could say anything, Dargachi stopped him.

Khan on the high seat was sweating profusely, but his eyes were still burning, and he clenched his fists: "My sons, you have grown into strong warriors, tell me now, you will fight for me Do you want to fight over your inheritance? You swear by the immortality!"

No one expected that Khan would ask this question!I swear by Changshengtian, this is a question and answer that cannot tell lies. Evasion and cunning are unqualified evidence, but telling the truth...

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to suddenly become sparks flying, and in this short period of stagnation, everyone fell into a temporary silence.

Alatan's eyes wandered over his father and teacher, as sharp as a falcon; Xiang Luomen lowered his eyes as always, showing no emotion; only Geriletu, he slowly revealed a smile.

"Clang!"

A muffled sound broke the dead silence, Geriletu dropped the broken knife in his hand, and said loudly: "Yes! We will have to fight to the death sooner or later!"

The cowards in the hall looked at their legal heirs in shock, which of course included Geriletu's two elder brothers, but Huo Yuhuai, who directly caused this situation, no longer smiled, his expression darkened, and Dari Gachi...

Darigachi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he laughed out loud!

After laughing, Khan asked: "Okay! Okay, my son! You say a fight to the death—how do you want to fight to the death?"

"Wait until the iron cavalry of the Tartars occupies all the land! There will be no more aliens in the sky who are not slaves!"

Geriletu answered loudly, and he strode forward again, passing Huo Yuhuai directly, without paying any attention to the guy who was lying on the ground, he just looked at his father, and beat his chest with one hand, as if to cut out the inside The beating heart--

What an arrogant declaration is this?It seems that in Gerilatu's view, the Tartars must be able to occupy all the land, and until then, it is their turn to fight among their brothers and kill a real Khan!

Then, Alatan and Chaoluomen smiled at the same time. The expressions of the two brothers were unexpectedly similar. They rarely showed such a straightforward and barbaric expression. Even Alatan always liked to cover it up with boldness. My own ferocity, not like now...

It was as if the wolf smelled the blood, and the vulture saw the corpse.

Gerilatu had already walked in front of the Khan's throne. He knelt down on one knee and stared fixedly at his father, who still looked strong and stalwart, but was actually dying. For a moment, his expression was distorted, but he was very Quickly suppressed the sadness in his heart again, and pulled out the wolf knife on his back with his backhand.

Geriletu turned his head abruptly: "My brothers, what are you waiting for?"

Alatan had already drawn out the Wolf Knife, he snorted when he heard this, and then he raised the knife high and slashed at his forearm fiercely, the blunt knife pierced into the flesh with great force, and blood rolled down!

Compared with Alatan, Chaoluomen was more straightforward, because his wolf knife was unexpectedly sharp, and with just a flick of his wrist, he could easily cut through the flesh and draw out dripping blood.

How could Gerilatu fall behind?Like all the leaders of the covenants on the grasslands, in the sky, and in front of the snowy mountains, he opened the blood vessels with the tip of his knife, and the scorching vitality burst out with the blood, echoing with his brothers connected by blood.

"Longevity is above." Geriletu prayed softly, he turned to the only priest present, and when the two looked at each other, his sharp gaze softened suddenly.

He even smiled at Miao Xuan: "...Longevity God, please witness our oath."

According to legend, in the distant past, the tribes on the grasslands were divided and united. When they wanted to make a covenant, the tribal leaders asked the heaven to witness, meet in front of the hot blood, lick the wound to make an alliance, and pray with milk wine , I swear by my life that I will never betray, and I will never hesitate to die.

Maybe the Tartars can really sense the will of their ancestors?The three raised their hands one after another. Under the witness of priests, leaders, relatives and enemies, they faced each other honestly and swore with their souls.

Alatan: "I will march northward, enslave all peoples who live with ice and snow, plunder Rakshasa's minerals and treasures, and occupy all the land north of the grassland."

Chao Luomen: "I will march westward, repeat the royal court's western expedition, cross the Gobi Desert, seize the glory of the nations, and occupy all the land west of the grassland."

Geriletu: "I will march south, defeat the Southern Dynasties and seize the Central Plains, swallow Zhutian Guwan, and occupy all the land south of the grassland."

Lulian, the royal court that came out of a corner of the grassland is destined to make this continent fearful. When the Tatar cavalry tramples thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, no nation can resist this natural disaster like a man-made disaster...

It's almost like a punishment from the heavens, to alert the laziness above the paradise.

The wolves, roaring and galloping from the depths of the grassland, they want to occupy every inch of land and hunt every cow and sheep!

As for the east of the grassland?There is an endless ocean. The Tartars are not afraid of the ocean, but they hate salt water—a source of water that even horses refuse to drink. It must be a place that the Longevity God hates!

Geriletu shook off the blood in his hands, and picked up the milk wine in front of his father. The wine was mixed with Darigachi's blood, which was inexplicably bitter. He drank one-third of it and handed it to his brother, Chaoluo. Men drank half of it, and then handed it to his second brother. Alatan drank it all in one gulp, threw the sea bowl on the ground, and the fine porcelain was shattered into powder. The explosion sound awakened the dreamlike crowd——

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Darigachi laughed heartily!The dying man erupted with unprecedented vitality, his chest heaved violently, his hands were raised high, and his palms were facing the sky, "Did you see it! Did you see it——My sons of Lulian, They want to devour the land of the sky!!!”

The living people stood up from the corpses and knelt down among the flesh and filth. They would no longer be afraid. Even if the Great Khan died in conspiracy and assassination, there would be a stronger leader to succeed him. They just need to Dedicate your life and soul, and follow in the footsteps of the group...

Perhaps all the Tartars were like this. Countless natural disasters engraved fierce barbarism into their blood. As long as there is only one Tartar left in this world, this nation will not be considered completely defeated.

"Longevity God, bless us, Mother of the Grassland, support us..."

Darigachi clutched his chest and chanted in a low voice, blood spit out from his mouth, and tears rolled down his eyes, "May the wind bring the joy of victory, and may the rain bring the destruction of the enemy..."

Miao Xuan kept coughing in a low voice, took a deep breath and stepped onto the throne to wipe the blood from his ears and nose for Dargachi. He is the last priest here, and he should bid farewell to the dead king!

Dari Gachi's joke became a prophecy, he really died before Miao Xuan left, he died in heartbroken pain, he also died in endless hope and pride.

"May the souls of the ancestors appear, and may the road on the chest be smooth..."

Darigachi is dead, who is singing this ballad?Miao Xuan couldn't tell the difference either. It originally belonged to every Tartar, from life to death, and from death to life. When they were babbling, the tribe used songs as lullabies to comfort children to sleep. At that time, the priest made the song a requiem, wishing the soul a long sleep.

Miao Xuan only felt a rush of blood in his chest, and couldn't help coughing up blood, but soon someone came to support him—unexpectedly, it was the Geriletu brothers, since they were his disciples, Also his blood relative, and will be his future khan.

"May the wind bring the joy of victory, and may the rain bring the destruction of the enemy..."

The living Tartars stood up one after another. They witnessed the death of the Great Khan, and the soldiers outside the palace were no longer solemn, but silently recited the ballad passed down by the wolf and the white deer.

Miao Xuan leaned on Geriletu's arm, and the tip of his nose was full of blood. All four of them were bleeding, and they didn't know who it belonged to.

But this time there is no need for Miao Xuan to do anything else. Alatan helped him wipe off the blood stains on his face, and Chao Luomen sorted out his father's remains. The longevity of the Tartars may be souls or spirits, and they will walk together forever.

"Longevity God, bless us, grassland mother, support us..."

Miao Xuan recited softly, and Geriletu helped him kneel down in front of Darigachi's still warm corpse, so he closed those gray eyes that were still like falcons.

Darigachi's remains were peaceful and serene, not like a poisoned victim at all, Miao Xuan closed his eyes, then he raised his head, looking at the hell-like death banquet in front of him, and the...

Huo Yuhuai died, he sat down on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he died with regret.