A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

Ding Ding!

An, who was walking in the front, raised his sword and blocked several sharp arrows flying towards him.

"There are still many untriggered traps on this floor, everyone be careful."

After leaving the second floor, the road to the third floor is obviously much more complicated. This is not the size of space that a normal castle should have.

Although I don't know what's going on, I can only attribute it to the core of the maze.

"Is everything going well over there at the Alliance? Miss Alchemist."

The Argonian Garela asked as he walked up to Beora.

"Hmm? Alliance... I haven't been back for several years. I originally planned to go back this year, but... I met pirates at sea... I almost..."

"It's probably still about the same as before..."

"Almost...hiss..."

The two people, who also came from the multi-racial alliance on the other side of the strait, fell into an almost tacit silence at the right moment.

The situation of the New World Alliance has not been very good since its establishment. It is said that there are frequent conflicts with the Kingdom of Sindrale, and even fights often break out within the alliance.

Even so, the days after the alliance are always much better than the previous period when the small races fought each other.

"homesick?"

asked Old Bree.

"Well, I want to go back and see the Black Swamp."

"Wouldn't it be better if you ask for leave from the tomb owner after you go back?"

"You mean..."

"You guys at least still have something to think about, but an old guy like me really doesn't know where to go back to..."

Old Bree said this, pulling his hood down again.

"Bree...your home has always been here...no one here will care about your past."

An, who was walking in front, said without turning his head.

"Of course I know that humans always like to express some sentimental feelings when they get old."

Old Bree placed great emphasis on the word "human".

"Yes, yes, Grandpa Bree, we are always by your side..."

Said Fee, who had been following old Bree timidly.

"I know, I know everything...good boy."

Bree said, reaching out her hand from under her cloak and patting Fee's shoulder.

At this moment I was quite sure that I saw old Bree's hand distinctly.

Blue-gray skin, long nails, and wrinkles all over.

This is obviously not a human hand, but it is hard to tell what race it belongs to.

I couldn't help but look at Sophia, and Sophia shook her head, motioning me not to show it.

"I'm sorry to make you three laugh at me. You're an old man, but you're so sentimental."

......

This conversation between the gravekeepers was just a small episode, which made me more curious about the composition of this team...

Suddenly, there was a shock under my feet.

"The maze is going to change its structure again, so try to stand together."

Miss An reminded.

Unfortunately, a crack appeared on the floor beneath their feet, instantly splitting the team into two parts.

I grabbed Beora beside me to prevent her from falling through the crack.

"...Damn it, Senes! Lead them to the exit!"

Miss An shouted loudly from the other side.

Even if the structure of the maze changes, it will not be difficult to find the exit as long as Mr. Senes is still in the team.

In just a sentence, the entire maze changed instantly. The original passage became a wall, and the original wall became a new passage.

"how so......"

"It's indeed changing too fast. It just changed once yesterday," said the master.

"It seems that someone has tampered with the deepest part..."

"......You two, follow me."

Mr. Senes moved from the rear to the front and called out to Beorra and me.

"Wu Yue, Sophia will be okay, right?" Beora asked.

"It's okay, Beora, just protect yourself."

It's really unnecessary to worry about Sophia...

"Hmm? But since Lulu is not here, does that mean it's Wu Yue's turn to take this position?"

"Ah? What position?"

"......nothing......"

"I will do my best...I will do my best to protect you two..."

Fei also said timidly.

Including Mr. Senes and Mr. Andros who are at the rear, there are five of us, but our actual combat strength...

There is no need to expect Beora's fighting ability.

Fei...you don't look like a combatant, do you?

So if there is a chance...

"Miss Wu Yue, can I leave the rear to you temporarily? Fei... An has asked us to try not to let her participate in the battle..."

Mr. Sernes turned around and said.

"No problem, leave it to me."

After receiving my affirmative answer, Mr. Senes squatted down again and cast the same blood magic he used at the beginning.

"Ok?"

As soon as the magic circle appeared, Mr. Senes made a puzzled sound.

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

"The good news is that there is still a way to reach the next level."

"The bad news is..."

"Due to the structural changes, there has been an influx of evil spirits from the lower levels, and we don't have Old Bree present..."

"Andros, prepare to fight. You can use that thing if necessary."

This is really bad news.

As for “that thing”… could it be the large box as tall as a person that Mr. Andros was carrying?

"Ms. Wu Yue, please keep an eye on Fei and don't let her come into contact with the evil spirit."

"Huh? Oh, I see."

I don’t know why Fei and the evil spirits were emphasized so many times, but since it’s said so, it must make sense.

I drew out two daggers and protected Beora and Fei.

Just as Mr. Senes said, I soon heard bursts of cold roars coming from the end of the passage ahead. They were even louder than the prison dogs in my dream and were the unique sounds of the undead.

"Mr. Sernes, they are coming!"

I reminded.

"Thank you!"

Mr. Senes pulled out a dagger made of ordinary material and hit his palm hard. Blood spurted out and extended forward as if with life, turning into countless thorny blood-red branches, clinging to the narrow walls around him.

In any case, Mr. Senes is not a true vampire and cannot achieve their absolute control over blood. He can only resort to self-mutilation to create manipulable blood for the purpose of performing blood magic.

Soon, from the darkness at the end of the passage, a group of evil spirit entities emerged. They had hideous faces, screamed and howled, and were wearing all kinds of clothes with no pattern at all.

"I thought evil spirits had no physical form..." Beorra said.

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