Assassination career from full level

"Well, I was wrong, and I'm sorry, Master Apastros."

"I don't see how you feel you've done something wrong, Isis."

Ten-year-old Isis had red eyes, folded her arms around her chest, turned her head to one side, and did not look at her mentor. Hearing this, she whispered: "Because I am not wrong at all, Apastros mentor . . . my judgment was correct."

"But it's impossible to get it right every time," Apastros's gentle voice sounded in her ear: "Your talent for illusion is very high, Isis, but since it's a dream, it must conform to other people's thinking and logic, you Don’t speculate on other people’s memories and feelings.”

"But I'm always right! Human beings are like this! Their thinking has a set pattern. As long as I follow this set pattern, I can always guess their thoughts correctly. "

"Yes, the stereotype of human thinking," Apastros' voice became slightly serious: "I don't object to what you said, but our so-called stereotype is extracted from most people, that is to say , this stereotype may be applied to a human group, but it must not be applied to a single person, for a single human individual, their response is unpredictable and speculative."

"But all my experiments so far have been successful." Isis insisted.

"That's why you haven't met people with twisted souls and hearts, Isis...you better hope you never do."

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"I..."

"Isis..."

"Isis!"

Isis suddenly opened her eyes, and a sharp pain in her left chest hit her pain nerves, causing her to almost fall into a faint again. It was Drizzt who woke her up, and she stared blankly no matter what She couldn't get used to seeing Drizzt's very bad taste felt hat, and finally came back to her senses. Until then, her brain started to work a little bit.

What's going on?I cast an illusion on that red-haired abyss man, I sneaked into his mind and memory, I should have succeeded, I found the weakness of his mind, I have grasped his consciousness, I just need to use a little force , can sweep his heart, destroy his will, and put him completely under my control, but...why, why was I the one who was backlashed and expelled in the end?what happened?

... He, closed his eyes?How can this be?

"By the Creator, you are still alive." Drizzt looked relieved, he stretched out his hand to help Isis up, and then said: "Just now you looked at that abyssal being, you looked at each other, and then You fell down suddenly, did he do something to you?"

"Come on, Drizzt, she's not being done something, but what is she doing? Right? S-sister?"

Sade on one side was sitting in Ur's arms, the elf's petite and lovely face was smiling like a fox at this time, and the whip in his hand was wrapped around her white wrist like a snake: "You used it on that abyss man Is it an illusion? Judging from the results, not only did you fail to destroy his heart, but you were swayed by that abyssal being."

"indeed so."

To Sade's surprise, Isis did not reply or get angry, but admitted honestly. She looked solemnly at the red-haired young man sitting leisurely on the balcony railing. The red-haired young man seemed to have noticed Isis's He turned his gaze away from the battle between Crick and Hebrew, and looked at Isis, and then he showed a provocative smile.

Isis grabbed the staff in her hand violently. The last time she was so frustrated was when she was graduating on the other side of God. She thought she could stay on the other side of God to continue exploring and learning about the human soul and heart. But she was actually defeated by a student whose illusion talent was far inferior to hers in the graduation rating. Because of this person, she could never return to the other side of God in her life-Isis has nothing to complain about. , although her talent for creating illusions is indeed very high, unlike other academies with a hazy mist, it can be called lifelike, as if people are in the scene he remembered back then, but she can't be keenly aware of other people's illusions. Her heart cannot be well used and arouses the emotions in people's hearts, which is why she was finally expelled.

But no matter how dull, Isis's brief (in the eyes of others, it's just a time of eye-to-eye) contact is enough for her to understand what a twisted mind En'anke has, and En'anke is simply a The cat who was playing with a dying mouse, it can be seen from the environment where he easily broke away from her just now, as long as he wants, no one can touch the corner of his clothes. Isis almost doubts the moment of confusion in his mind just now And fragility are just false hopes given to her, and then smashed her hope to the ground and shattered into powder.

It seems that it is impossible to directly defeat En'anke, Isis pressed his left chest, feeling his own heartbeat, fortunately, the bird is still there, and she is still alive: "How about Hebrew? "

"It's hard to say. Both of them are undead. It can only be said that they are still in a stalemate." Katerina replied.

"No, Hebrew will lose." Sade clenched the whip in his hand, and said, "Your human eyes may not be able to see it, but I can see it. The mage who gave Hebrew the power of the necromancer should have already He is dead, and now he is only relying on the magic power stored in his body earlier... He won't last long, we have to find a way to get close to that En'anke before he completely collapses...Since the illusion can't work, we will Find another way."

"Can't we find a way to hold Creek or attack En'anke?" Drizzt asked.

"Come on, that brat is holding a magic weapon in his hand, and he also learned the orthodox assassination technique from the Zion Order. Even if he is just a child, I bet my ears that if there is no Hebrew If you block him, he will rush over and kill us magicians before we react, do you think the magician killers of the Zion Society are screaming for nothing?" Sade said impatiently.

"Haven't they been destroyed by a magician..." Drizzt shrugged.

"Please don't count monsters like Ingram among our magicians, thank you." Sade said mercilessly.

"I don't understand. Since Isis can't use illusion to destroy En'anke's mind, what about Creek? Although that child is a bit... strange, he looks very innocent, and illusion should always be useful to him." Drizzt asked.

"Idiot," Thad almost couldn't bear to watch, couldn't help spit out these two words: "Drizzt, I think you are even more stupid than Ur, are you rushing to die?"

When Ur heard Thad calling his name, he uttered a questioning cry, and looked at Thad with bright black eyes.

"We can't touch Creek," Isis finally said, "The reason why En'anke can sit safely on the balcony railing is because he believes that although we can hurt Creek, it will never be fatal. Even my illusion can't trap him, I think you should also know that if En'anke really intends to do something, we will all die here today, our only hope is to follow the rules of En'anke's game, To win the game... and not to hurt Creek, or even to have the intention of harming Creek, otherwise we are equivalent to destroying our own only protection, En'anke will kill us all without any scruples .”

"But I don't think we can win at all!" Drizzt waved his fist in the air angrily: "And we are dead anyway!"

"This is exactly where his bad taste lies." Isis said coldly.

"I don't think it's hopeless..." Katerina looked at Crick, and suddenly said, "Didn't you just say that Crick is a consideration for En Anke, so maybe we have hope."

"But in fact, it is impossible for us to cause any actual harm to Crick. Even if I can forcibly destroy Crick's mind and stop him from acting, the result will be as mentioned above. Anke's hands."

"No, you don't need to go to that level." Katerina tilted her head and glanced at Isis, and asked, "Do you have parents, grandparents or something? Do they love you?"

"No, I'm an orphan."

"That's it, no wonder you don't understand, but I can tell at a glance that Creek is a spoiled child-don't ask me how I know, I was spoiled by my grandfather in the first place, of course I know What kind of spoiled child is -- and the one who spoils and takes care of him is En Anke, I think it should not be difficult to see."

"So? Human, what do you want to say?" Sade narrowed his eyes.

"What we have to do is very simple," Katerina said: "We'd better educate him for his irresponsible parents and... brother, En Anke said he would sit there, but He didn't say he couldn't move by himself."

Creek dodges Hebrew's sword.

Although it was very difficult, he has successfully broken one of Hebrew's wrists. The living dead whose soul is sealed in a corpse cannot repair themselves. Once broken, it is a permanent break. Now Crick Somewhat annoyed why En'anke didn't make him a pair of demon-destroying double swords, just like every member of the Zion Society has, so that he can easily cut off the arm of the living dead along the gap of the armor , instead of looking for gaps as much as it is now.

En'anke always said that he was too young, maybe according to the age when he died, he was indeed too young, and he could only use short knives and throwing daggers, but whether it was Crick himself or Enanke, both Already understand that he has enough ability to control the double sword.

Another gap.Creek predicted Hebrew's movements sharply. Although frontal combat is not the specialty of the Zion Society, except for the dead man's stiff body. Just as Creek leisurely stretched out his hand, he was about to put the dead man's head in front of him. When he was screwed to his back, a bunch of vines blocked his movement. When Crick saw the vines, he subconsciously jumped back to avoid the attack.

"It seems that the psychological shadow I have given you is quite big."

Sade joined the battle with a giggle. At this time, her slender elf feet stood on the ground with her own strength, holding a long whip in her hand. She didn't care about Crick's stare at all. Lingling gave Ur an order: "Ur, grab him and tear him to pieces."

Ur let out an earth-shattering roar, and then rushed towards Crick. Crick didn't care. This kind of clumsy collision was meaningless to him, and he could easily dodge it.

However, just when he was about to turn sideways and dodge directly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle. He only reached halfway sideways, and fell directly to the ground, even though he had escaped Ur's The collision, but a bloodstain that seemed to be drawn with a very thin thread slowly appeared on Crick's ankle, and then a large amount of blood began to flow out.

If anyone familiar can see it, this is exactly what the Mad Hatter is good at.

"You..." Hebrew stared at the two and the bear with wide eyes: "What are you doing? Even if you help me, it is meaningless, the filth is immortal! You should find a chance to break through En'anke!"

"We have our own ideas, Hebrew," Sade said, "Now you just need to cooperate with us to clean up this agile bastard together."

"Don't say that," Drizzt showed a dissatisfied expression, "I really like fluffy rabbits, so I won't bully them."