Assassination career from full level

Magic is not enough to be called magic before it produces a phenomenon. Magic is an event in which a magician uses magic power to transform into a phenomenon through magical formulas or corresponding representative words and gestures. For example, wind magic is to use magic to generate wind, and the wind generated by magic is a phenomenon, and this leap process of transforming magic power into phenomenon is called a [node], and what the magician killer needs to do is to Before the node is completely transformed into a phenomenon, use the Demon-Breaking Blade to cut off the node. However, once the node disappears and the phenomenon is generated, the Demon-Breaking Blade is useless, because the Demon-Breaking Blade can only cut the magic power, not the real The natural phenomenon of cutting open fire or wind.

That is to say, the victory or defeat between the Mage Killer and the Mage is almost determined by whether the node can be successfully transformed into a phenomenon. The magician's casting speed and the Mage Killer's sword speed are almost the only winning factors. This is also why the killers of the Zion Society are all good at sword speed and body skills, and they don't care much about moves.

However, what if the Magician's magic node doesn't exist at all?

An orange light exploded on the city wall of Marklia, as if putting explosives in a long and thin tube and then ignited and exploded, like a sharp thunder roaring in the ear, the approaching person is not Blown away by the impact, blood flowed from the ears, and then the world was as silent and cruel as a pantomime.

A gust of wind swept away the smoke and dust raised by the explosion around the city wall. The silver-haired magician with a short staff was suspended in the air, and landed on the city wall that had been blasted in a dead silence that could be called fear.

This is probably the most terrifying and humiliating day for the Zion Society. The Zion Society, which is famous for its magician killers, will be demolished by a magician. Nearly a thousand killers will be besieged, and nearly [-]% of them will be beheaded. , and there is no power to fight back, yes, there is not even a person who can see his magic node, the magician in front of him is like an elf, his hands can directly trigger magical phenomena, and there is no need for a node at all Conversion, let alone cutting off.

But the silver-haired magician in front of him didn't have long ears, nor did he have eyes as bright as stars. He was undoubtedly just a human being.

Undoubtedly, Ingram is just a human being. Although he is a human being with a high talent for magic, he is indeed a human being. As long as he uses magic, nodes will be generated. The reason why those people cannot see his magic nodes is because It's just because he transformed the magic power into a phenomenon during the suppressed time, and during the reflowing time, this time is only a moment, so none of the people present can capture his magic node.

The long-range siege tactics adopted earlier in order to delay time and ensure combat power are simply a joke. If I had known this, it would be better to siege it with the Demon-Breaking Blade. magic node.

However, Ingram is not easy.

As mentioned earlier, the Time Suppression Barrier is a simple technique that requires more magic power than any other magic. Although Ingram's magic reserves are unfathomable, it is not the same as Katerina's magic power. "Infinity", after Ingram unfolded the time-suppressing enchantment for the fourth time, he felt the fatigue caused by the exhaustion of magic power for the first time, instead of the dizziness and headache caused by the magic backlash. It is also a novel experience.

Ingram, who had climbed the city wall, put away his short staff, and then yawned very ungraciously. He felt very sleepy now, and could fall asleep even if he fell on the bluestone slab. The person who tried to attack in the shadows was burned to ashes, and Ingram walked slowly and unsteadily towards the place he thought Jill was.

Church gate.

Riles—at least the person who was once called Riles—is sitting bored on the steps in front of the church at this time, holding a long sword around his arms and leaning on his chin, as if waiting for something Looking ahead like a human being, humming a country tune from somewhere in his mouth, the thunder-like roar in the distance seems to have nothing to do with him. Rather than saying that he doesn't care about the lives and deaths of those people, it is better to say that he is even looking forward to the lives of those people. Die quickly, anyway, this thing that was once called Riles really can't think of a reason to keep them alive. It would be fine if he or Jill became the great mentor, but now that Jill and Riles are dead, he will It doesn't seem to matter at all whether these people and Zion will live or die.

Not even an abandoned child, just a group of unrelated people.

After the deafening roar of the last explosion disappeared, the thing stopped humming, narrowed its eyes slightly, and stared ahead more seriously than before, until the silver-haired magician almost fell into the The sunset behind the mountain appeared in his sight, he was wearing his dirty white robe with the sleeves covering his hands as always, and it seemed a little dirtier than the last time this thing saw him.

However, it was only dirty. In the battle with nearly a thousand magician killers, he only paid the price of a little dirty clothes. It has reached the level where bards can make stories and sing them everywhere. .

"You're faster than I thought." This thing suddenly said something when Ingram approached.

Ingram looked at the thing with those sleepy eyes, as if he couldn't remember who he was, Ingram frowned slightly: "Is Jill in there?"

That thing showed an inexplicable smile: "Ah, yes, he is indeed inside."

After getting the answer, Ingram didn't look at the thing again, but passed by him directly, just like two strangers passing by, Ingram stepped directly on the steps of the church, and the thing looked like It was like encountering something puzzled, blinked his eyes, and looked back at Ingram who directly twisted the door with space magic and was about to walk in.

"If I remember correctly, I did write in my letter that if you don't beat me, I won't give you Jill."

Ingram didn't even look back: "Although Riles did write so in the letter, isn't Riles already dead? Even if I am the Son of Root, I can't defeat a dead person." .”

The thing opened its eyes wide in surprise: "Why do you know this?"

"Because I am the son of the root. Although you and Liles are the fruits cultivated on the same soil, you and Liles are completely different things. Even if they are the same seeds and the same soil, but the way of cultivation Different, the fruit is also different, so, you are not Riles, Riles is dead."

The thing smiled because of surprise and excitement, as if he saw Ingram for the first time: "You are right, Riles is dead, but I haven't figured out my name yet, would you give me Want one?"

"Choose your own name." Ingram's voice came coldly.

"Yeah, you're going to Jill now and taking him away, right?"

The thing said this with a malicious and mocking smile, and Ingram suddenly stopped in his tracks. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the thing. He seemed to be vaguely aware of something, but I'm not sure, when I was still in Riles, this thing noticed that Ingram was not good at guessing the deep meaning of other people's words. He could only understand the literal meaning. However, he was obviously not good at guessing. Gram is extremely sensitive to other people's words. To put it simply, it's like skipping the step of analysis and directly experiencing the inner emotions of the speaker. Therefore, this child obviously didn't understand anything, but Inexplicably able to grasp the key points of a conversation or an article.

Like now, this thing is pretty sure Ingram has figured out what he means.

"You can't take him away, and no one can take him away from here."

Ingram's breathing stopped for a moment.

The scenery in front of him began to shake, and Ingram even had the illusion that he was not standing still. He even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. If the brain is compared to a machine operated by gears, then the thing just now Speech is like a metal rod stuck in the place where the gears mesh, but even the thinking has stopped working, but Ingram somehow understands the meaning of that thing's words - obviously he hates this kind of thing the most The evasive words were because he couldn't understand the meaning, but why, only this sentence, only this sentence he understood the meaning.

"...Why?" Ingram's voice trembled slightly.

"It's all your fault. Who told you to come so slowly? If you had been a few hours earlier, maybe you could have saved him. Everything will go according to what Riles originally planned. It will become like this," said the thing: "In the final analysis, if you are not with Jill, it would be better if you didn't even meet Jill. Without you, Jill might be a great teacher now Well, it’s not like lying alone on the cold steps.”

Ingram still looked at that thing with extremely ignorant eyes. Finally, the words stuck in the bite were digested. Ingram seemed to wake up and asked, "Is Jill... dead?"

"Your reaction is really slow, you look like this, I have to doubt Riles' previous judgment," the thing stood up with a wicked smile, he threw a black dagger from his back, and the dagger fell to the ground. On the marble steps, there was a clear voice: "Hey, I killed him with this dagger. The blade cut directly into the artery. According to the amount of bleeding, he should have died in less than ten seconds."

On the black blade, the red blood splattered could not be seen at all, but in Ingram's eyes, it was red and dazzling - he didn't even need to pick up the dagger to know whose blood was on it, He was all too familiar with the taste of Jill's blood, that special, sweet liquid with the scent of Schuckman's butter.

Ingram took a step forward.