Assassin's Will [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Ye knew he couldn't hide it.

During so many years of journey, what he showed to Xiu was always the bright side, like snow light, like stars, radiant and omnipotent.Those struggles, darkness and sinking, only he survived quietly, he would not say a word, as if it never happened.

His dark and inflated desires, those dead pasts, and his indomitable courage will all be buried in the years.When he finds Xiu and guards him, he will still keep his mouth shut.

Because assassins don't care about that.

The blood and fire he stepped on, and the scars on his body, will all become his medals.

Jiang Ye started in a state of embarrassment, he was really not used to the feeling of cutting open his heart for others to see, the last time he unfolded his memory was already the limit.And most of what he showed was bright and brilliant.And the appearance of the puppet tore apart the most embarrassing and painful past when he was dying.

He is not used to gaining sympathy with real pain, because people who have really experienced it will hide it all.

And Xiu's reaction made Jiang Ye stunned in place.

For the first time, he discovered that the wounds he had suffered and the blood shed would also become scars for others.

Tears flowed down the contours of the gentle mage's cheeks, and as if he didn't realize it, he stretched out his hand and tremblingly touched the cheek of the boy who had died long ago, in his memory.

The double image of thousands of years fell back on his body again. After the torrent of time, he wiped away the blood on the young assassin's browbone, tore off all the puppet threads on his body, and said softly: "I am here."

And the long-dead body also raised its head and looked at him with misty gray eyes, a little strange and a little puzzled.

He said hoarsely: "...Xiu, are you here to take me away?"

Xiu used magic to check the puppet's body. There is no doubt that he had died ten thousand years ago, and his soul had also left, becoming Jiang Ye today.What remains is only the last strand of obsession.

The mage stroked his already stiff cheek and said, "Yes, I'll take you away."

The puppet assassin twitched the corners of his lips, as if he was about to laugh, but he looked extraordinarily stiff.

Ten thousand years passed, and he finally got an answer.

As a result, the last glimmer of light in his empty eyes gradually went out.

Jiang Ye has already opened his eyes, he has long forgotten this memory, and now it is presented in front of Xiu in this bloody form, he feels a little ashamed, a little jealous, and more panic.

He pursed his lips, looked at the defense of the city gate with ease, opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, and said, "I'm going to the city defense, the city gate seems to be under pressure..."

"Wait a while." The mage lowered his eyes and said.

Freeze the footsteps of the night.

The mage still hugged his body from many years ago, patted his shoulder lightly, and watched him sleeping peacefully in his arms like a child, gradually turning into silver-white light spots, and dissipating like quicksand.

This is similar to the scene outside the barrier of Shenshan, but in reverse, the other party dissipated into his arms.

Just this made him feel like the time was out of place, and he felt a dull pain in his heart.

In every subsequent life of Jiang Ye, there is no mention of ten thousand years ago.

As if he didn't care anymore, and went on the journey as usual, watching him choose the world again and again, give himself up, and die a good death.

So how does he feel?

Distraught, but still heartbroken.

Xiu thought, what a cruel and heartless god I was once.

Even every time, he was asked to be the one to stay.

From the dissipated dots of light, he finally saw the memory that Jiang Ye never said.

Dark and painful, like a rotten sore, forever locked deep in the ground, no one knows, no one sees through.

Although he has an awe-inspiring and beautiful face, and a life as dazzling as a blade, in front of him, he is gentle and domineering, like the best friend and the closest lover.

But he was always forbearing and low-key from beginning to end, never made more demands on him, and rarely showed his wounds to him.

Then the assassin watched him save the world countless times, restore the balance, and put it on the right track of history.

And watched helplessly as he died unhappily.

At that time, he could die without regrets, thinking that he was cold and ruthless enough.

But when he saw Jiang Ye's almost endless revenge, he finally felt belated regret.

"Xiu." Jiang Ye picked up the mage who was kneeling on the ground, rubbed it into his arms, and said softly, "I am here, right in front of you. What passed away just now was just a phantom, you should be very clear about it."

"..."

"Or do you prefer me who was ten thousand years ago?" Jiang midnight said truthfully, "Then I'm going to be jealous."

The mage was hugged by him like this, with strong arms and a broad chest.He raised his eyes and saw his Mr. Assassin lowering his soft and affectionate silver-gray eyes, looking at him with eyes still full of concentration, so he blinked vigorously, cupped his face, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

"I regret."

"What do you regret?" Jiang Ye's arms tensed up, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a gloomy emotion in his eyes, and his voice suddenly dropped a few degrees. "If you regret being with me, it's too late, you provoked me first..." Before he finished speaking, Xiu kissed his lips again, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"I just regret that I left you alone for too long." He smiled and said, "If only ten thousand years ago, I understood human feelings a little bit."

"Whether it is life or death, I will take you with me."

Jiang Ye knew very well that this war was the last counterattack of the abyss.

Back then, he delayed the opening of the abyss by ten thousand years, and this disaster proved to be the second Ragnarok.

But the gods are dead, time flies, human beings have already changed generations, from ancient times to middle ages, and from old times to new eras, but the abyss has always stopped ten thousand years ago.

This war is a continuing nightmare.

At the place where the city gate was defended, the Human Alliance Defense Forces were fighting the monsters from the abyss head-on.

The ossified pterosaurs have massive wings, and monsters, giant beasts, and undead climb up from the cracked surface like densely packed locusts.Dark magic covered the sky, and the sky lost its true color for a while.

The flyover of Olgu, the city of mages, has long been blown up by the association, the city gates are closed, and an eggshell-shaped barrier surrounds the city, ready for battle.

It is in the sky, uncanny workmanship, like a creation of God.

And the monsters coming up from the abyss continued the mission of the year, and regarded it as a new "divine mountain", impacting the fortress, as if to make it fall from the sky.

But the mages didn't agree, that was their home, and all the allied defense forces who were sticking to the front line also didn't agree. If they didn't stop them here, the Rhineland, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, would be rekindled.

No one wants to go through war again.

Those who came to Olgu from the teleportation array included warriors, assassins, priests of the Temple of Light, bards, and many other races, elves, dwarves, and even elves.

There is a commander of a great country in command of the defense, and the person in charge of summoning the adventurers is Weir, the president of the Mage Association.

The most elite combat power of mankind gathers here.

The command room is filled with the highest wisdom, including generals who have experienced many battles, staff officers who are considered inexhaustible, and even wizards, wise men, and prophets.

"The Principality of Urs will never retreat."

"There is no failure in the history of the Andrei Republic!"

"Even if a soldier dies, he will die on the front line."

"For peace! For the Rhineland!"

"For the Rhineland!"

History keeps repeating itself.

And human beings are also fighting to protect their homeland in this bright age.

On the city wall, fire mages are waiting for their rotation.This wave of siege is the undead, which is the home field of the Temple of Light, and the light magic of the priests of the Light illuminates the sky at dusk.

So Huofa, who was idle, asked: "A guy who seems to be the leader ran out of the abyss just now, was/killed?"

A member of Olgu's local Mage Association said: "Don't worry about it, we have strong helpers."

Field Huofa scratched his head and asked, "Helper? Who is it?"

The local mage gave him a blank look, and said with a smile: "Who else could it be? The Assassin's Guild and the Mage's Association have both announced that at the intersection of the old era and the new era, those two legends have reappeared in the world."

"what?"

"If you haven't learned history well, who else could it be? Of course Jiang Ye Xie Erlun and Xiu Saphiris."

Hearing these two names, the sorcerer gasped, showing a little yearning expression, the priest Guangming withdrew, and they stood on top, he raised his staff, followed the rest of the sorcerers to release the big fireball, and then said: "If you can Fighting side by side with these two, I will boast for the rest of my life."

Behind the layers of flames, he saw a meteor-like shadow in a white robe.

Bright, brilliant, dazzling like stars.

He raised his head and witnessed the miracle with his own eyes amidst the cheers one after another.

The assassin holds the blade of freedom in his hand, and brings the awe-inspiring light of the knife from outside the sky.

Wherever the scimitar plundered, the undead creatures withered and withered.And when his wings spread out, he flies like a free eagle, and no one can stop his sharpness.

And behind him, the mage's persistent magic book was floating in the air, his toga was bulging, and his long pale golden hair was fluttering.

Although rumors of the Assassin's blow under the bell tower were spread everywhere in the Rhineland, and it was declared that it had ushered in a new era, but few people could imagine what kind of blow it was that would make him immortal.

Because after Jiang Ye Xie Erlun, the Assassin's Guild never produced a master like him.

The assassins also raised their heads and looked at the myth that existed in the mouths of the teachers of the past generations.

They had never seen such a knife light.

The white-robed assassin is nothing more than a scimitar, and the blade of freedom that reflects the twilight scene is like a blood soak.And his figure, like fog, like electricity, like a spear, sharply pierced into the opponent's formation, directly piercing through——!

This monster that filled the sky was forcibly split open by someone.

What kind of power is this?

And the assassin just slapped his bones and wings, and the gust of wind swept across.The power of the same source, the blood of the abyss, made him well aware of the weaknesses of every creature.

Facing the ossified pterosaur, he didn't use the Freedom Blade head-on. Instead, he shook his left hand, and the elegy slipped into his palm, and the light pierced through the polar night.Facing the fleshy monsters, he opened and closed, but he was tough with the blade of freedom, cutting them all down the middle like cutting tofu, and the blood rained all over the sky.

Almost crushed.

He is terribly strong.

"He is too strong!" The assassins were sincerely proud. Even though they were walking in the dark, they still yearned for the light. Facing such glory, they said, "Is this our legendary master assassin?"

The assassin after the limit is lifted, in the world line of this top plane, is also an existence that can rule the world.

He was born in the age of mythology, has traveled through a long time, and is extremely skilled, and no one can block his sharpness.

"Jiangye." The mage looked at the assassin who entered the battle, and finally completed the spell that he had prepared for a long time, and raised his voice.

Just now, the assassin wiped a huge monster's neck with his rebellion, and then retreated quickly, the rancid blood did not touch the corner of his clothes.Hearing the sorcerer's call, he stepped on the falling pterosaur, jumped lightly, flapped his bone wings, and then retreated suddenly.

At this moment, he saw the overwhelming glow.

That is the mage's "light prayer".

Xiu said that 300 years ago, he betrayed the Temple of Light.

At that time, he was already a strong contender for the cardinal, the great library was open to him, and he learned almost all the magic of light, including forbidden spells.

Ten thousand years of memory returned, and the magic in his mind was even more unimaginable.

This light magic that illuminates almost the entire small half of the battlefield inflicts heavy damage on creatures born in darkness, but anyone who touches it will cry out in pain.In just an instant, the entire situation of the battle was almost completely reversed.

The humans in charge of city defense didn't miss this opportunity, and the spells immediately followed.

The magic element beside the Archmage was extremely active, bathing him in brilliance, and the continuation of the magic must not be interrupted. After withdrawing the Queen of the Night from the battlefield, she stood by his side, one knife at a time. , Kill all the monsters that tried to attack the mage.

There is no communication, but there is an incomparable tacit understanding.

The mage's robe fluttered, and the magic book in his hand turned the page again, followed by a large magic "Meteor Falling into Fire".

In the crimson haze, it seemed as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky, with a stream of fire in its tail.The land covered by this spell is an abyssal monster that has been attacked by light magic and has become sluggish.

They have not yet escaped from the light, but they see the beautiful but dangerous flame.

And Jiang Ye spread his wings to protect him from behind, and his bone wings that glowed like gold and iron closed slightly, as if they were his strongest shield.

"Okay, leave it to me." Jiang Ye kissed his hair from behind and said.

Xiu put his right hand down, and the active magic element on his side also weakened a little, and the brilliance was not so obvious.

After all, he doesn't have a body. Even if he can mobilize the magical elements in nature as energy, he must take a breather after two large magics.

"Be careful." After reciting a few protection spells, the faint light flickered on the white-clothed assassin for a moment, and then flowed into his weapon.He was silent for a moment, and then said truthfully: "I need a little time now before I can use the next spell."

"No one can get past me and hurt you." Jiang Ye glanced at him and said, "I'm very happy that you are willing to tell me." His short knife was sharp and sharp, reflecting his snow-like eyes.

But at this time, what came out of the abyss were several bodies connected with puppet lines.

Reinforced iron bones, strong and domineering.

They are creatures of the abyss, symbols of death and disaster.

Xiu's gaze shrank suddenly, his memory returned, and he had already recognized who those were.

"They are the kings of the abyss from the first generation to the fourth generation..." Xiu Zeng had stayed on the mountain for a long time and survived countless wars. He was present every time he fought against the abyss.He has also witnessed the change of regime in Shenshan, and no one knows from which era he lived until Ragnarok.

But Ye Ye's gaze was locked on the leader, the man in the black cloak.

There are dense puppet threads attached to his body, his temperament is gloomy and dark, and there are knife marks on his chest that cannot heal, and the wound is familiar and strange to him.

There is an air of elegy.

"God King..." Jiang Ye frowned, and said, "Who controlled him?"

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If Xiuhe Jiangye met, it would be fine 2333

They have one last problem to solve.

When Xiu understands all Jiang Ye, he will change his way of doing things. In the past, he had no feelings, so he only considered letting him survive, but the ending of the first life taught him that he will do things in the future. Feelings come first.

Think about the first life, Jiang Ye left Gu Meiren to pick the Council of Seven Kings.

In the second life, he went to Jiangnan by himself to help the little prince pacify Jiangnan.

In this world, he could finally no longer protect him behind his back, but fight side by side with him.

Obviously the opponent is not weak, and even very strong.

Why do these two people have to protect each other like eyeballs? Probably this is the person in love.

The boss battle in the next chapter is over.

No, actually there is no boss, everyone is a dead spirit...

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