The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

The shadow man half knelt down.

This time, it was his own body that began to squirm.

He let out a hoarse roar.

"I am... the Apostle of... the Savior..."

"God...please grant me...strength!"

The body of the shadow man exploded completely, and the black mud was scattered all over the ground.

Then, start gathering again.

It was a huge body over two meters in length, clad in hideous armor covered in spikes.

Behind is a black cloak, and in his hand is a giant shield and heavy sword.

Although he has the name of Assassin, he is an assassin who cuts everything without even hiding his body.

The first leader of the Assassin Church is the "Old Man in the Mountain" in "The Old Man in the Mountain" and "Hassan" in "Hassan".

It is the strongest Assassin who transcends death, and even becomes death itself.

"Ah! Ah!"

However, in his mouth, there was only a sound between roar and wailing.

Because he is not a hero, but a clown who has stolen the shape and strength of a strong man by means of despicable means.

Even if it imitates the appearance of a hero, its essence is nothing more than a crazy monster.

Whether it is strength or personality, there is an incalculable gap with the genuine product.

But for him, such a poor imitation is enough.Because he was just a monster, a monster that only existed for killing.

He doesn't need the name of a hero, but only needs strength to complete the task entrusted to him by his master.

The old man in the mountain (pseudo) raised the giant sword in his hand and pointed to the town in the distance.

A hoarse sound came out of his mouth.

"Kill...kill Ion...and turn that place...into hell on earth..."

The legion of assassins did not charge with much fanfare. They quietly blended into the shadows and approached the town from all directions.

Chapter 270: Attack

Ibiruai lay on the bed without saying a word.

She had been in this state for a long time, and finally, Lakyus couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, how depressed are you going to be? I'm going to sleep."

The sun had already set, and it was time for Lakyus to go to bed.

"Go to sleep...I can't sleep..." Ibiruai murmured. "And I'm undead, so I don't need to sleep."

Facing such a depressed companion, Lakyus could only sigh deeply.

"I hate that guy." Ibiruai said suddenly.

Lakyus scratched her head: "Who are you referring to?"

"It's Ling, the adventurer from the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Oh..." Lakyus sat on her bed.

The Slan Theocracy prepared a double bedroom for them, with two double beds in the room.

"Because he interrupted your confession."

"There must be a reason for this. It took me a lot of effort to muster up the courage..." Ibiruai sat up.

In the bedroom, she did not wear a stone mask.

"But, there are other reasons." Ibiruai whispered. "I hated him 'instinctively'."

"instinct?"

"You have heard the saying that the undead hate the living." Ibiruai said.

Lakyus frowned slightly: "I've heard of it, but doesn't that only happen to low-level undead without a master?"

"That's right, low-level undead, that is, skeleton zombies and the like, they don't have their own consciousness, and the flesh and blood of the living will make them jealous. That's why they hate the living." Ibiruai said softly.

"The hatred of the living is essentially a mixture of jealousy and fear. The low-level undead are actually 'people who have lost their lives'. The higher the level of undead, the less they will hate the living, because they are already 'mastery' dead people'."

"Those who have lost their lives, those who have mastered death..." Lakyus repeated Ibiruai's words.

It seems to be the same reason, but its inner meaning is completely different, very philosophical.

Ibiruai sighed deeply: "It's been a long time since I felt loathing for the living. Because I know that you humans can't hurt me. The energy of death in me is already stronger than your life energy."

Lakyus nodded: "Vampires are already high-level undead... Indeed, there are more vampires who enslave human beings, and they will not hate the living for no reason like zombies."

"But today, the moment I saw that person, I was overwhelmed by fear." Ibiruai whispered. "In front of him, I just feel like I'm going to be crushed by the holy light."

"You mean, she is a strong user of holy magic?"