[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

skills!More than a dozen Templar knights were dealt with by him alone, without even a bit of fatigue.As a half-time professional assassin, Xiuyi said that the opponent is actually a berserker, right?

"Let me go!" Altair yelled with a cold face, staring at the mentor who was getting closer, and secretly activated the Eagle Vision ability, but it was still no match for the illusion effect of the golden apple.

"I know it's impossible," Xiuyi said with a distorted smile on his face, looking up and down Altair, his eyes were full of cruel light, "Don't you think that being killed by your mentor is also a very good thing ?"

Not giving Altair a chance to speak, he used the golden apple again. This time, a dozen or so images of himself attacked Altair.Anyway, everything will be fine, Xiu Yi slowly raised his sword and walked forward, he has lowered the danger of the characters in the illusion, so he won't really kill the protagonist and end up with a mission failure.

Sure enough, after a while, Altair woke up again, staring at the sharp sword in front of him, there was no fear in his eyes, only deep disappointment and burning anger.Until this moment, the majestic and righteous assassin mentor image in his heart completely collapsed, leaving only this insidious, despicable and shameless Templar Grand Master.

"My dearest disciple, you didn't disappoint me," Xiu Yi said with a smile, which made his face look even more distorted and ugly. He held up the golden apple in his hand, and he could feel it resisting, and the balance was tipping over to Altair .But it's okay, please let me use it one last time, Piece of Eden.

This was the last illusion. Under Altair's shocked eyes, Xiuyi's expression returned to calm. He even dropped the golden apple that he had been holding tightly, and then appeared with him in this world.This is an auditorium-like hall, which is completely divided into two halves. The gold and silver, with cross-decorated masonry floors, represent the Templars; the black and gray one, with the letter A, represents the Assassins.

"This is a duel." Xiuyi explained lightly, and casually took the long sword from the shelf in the center of the hall, and threw it to Altair, "The final battle should have some sense of glory in it, right? The future assassin mentor, if You still have a future."

Altair clenched the long sword in his hand, feeling that today's mentor is different.It shouldn't be so open and aboveboard. In this case, it doesn't look like the tenth Templar leader, but like the real Assassin mentor.This is impossible, he told himself secretly, and then took a cautious step forward, Hawkeye locked on the former mentor while exploring the surrounding environment.But there is no way at all, even the turmoil that he used to feel when using Hawkeye is gone.

Naturally, how could those counterfeit and shoddy goods compare to the illusion built by Xiu Yi himself?

But Xiu Yi just casually drew a sword flower, with a casual expression just like when he taught Altair swordsmanship in the past, he didn't care about Altair's tense guard: "Then let's practice today, something that I didn't have a chance to try before?" Passing across the clean brick and stone floor, he is obviously dressed in black, but under the resplendent decoration of the Templar Knights, it looks extraordinarily ironic. Altair's white is also very dazzling against the black background.

An assassin with a pure heart and a knight with a dark soul.

Altair strikes first, piercing and slashing with his long sword, but does Xiu Yi seem to fight?The most ordinary move, just a "stab" move from beginning to end, can force Altair to retreat frequently.After a long time, cold sweat broke out on Altair's forehead—is this the real strength of the mentor?

It's scary, it's almost like being able to predict the next action.I have to say, boy, you are telling the truth.Finally, Xiu Yi couldn't bear this kind of boring temptation, curled his lips, and stabbed out with a sword, avoiding it was inevitable. Altair had closed his eyes.

But there was no pain, I could only feel some warm liquid splashing on my face, and a feeling of weightlessness from leaving the illusion. I wanted to open my eyes, but there was no way, no matter what, I couldn't open them.Hawkeye doesn't work either, why is that? Altair panicked for a moment, is this the feeling of death?But soon, he knew he was wrong.

A deep male voice sounded beside his ears: "What a mistake, Altair."

Is it the teacher's voice? Altair tried hard to raise his head, but the restraints all over his body hadn't dissipated, it was just in vain, he couldn't even utter a word, he could only listen to the instructor's narration slowly, with a few coughs in between.

"I'm sorry, I did a lot of things wrong. I let you kill people since I was a child. I really became a scumbag." A scumbag is indeed Xiu Yi's evaluation of this temple master. Two words, penetrating and accurate.

"I'm sorry, I took the golden apple. I thought I could control it, but in the end I lost." It was like losing my mind, and I couldn't even control the illusion I created, so the Pieces of Eden chose Altair to win in the end. Past the original owner.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you the truth. In fact, I am no longer a child who needs to hide it, but no one has told it, so I got used to it and didn't say it. My mentor, if you still recognize me as a mentor, What a waste, what a coward."

"It is said that if it is a mask that has been worn all the time, it will be reluctant to take it off. The glory that has been carried all the time cannot be removed. Status and power are both shackles. Altair, I leave the golden apple to you, That way, you can be free. Live the life you want to live, don't be locked up like me, that's so stupid."

"I've been hiding secrets all this time, and I didn't even dare to tell you my true identity. As a result, there is no chance now, and there is no room for turning around. I just hope you can forgive me, but as a Templar, this request is really too much Some. So my proudest disciple, now..."

The tutor's voice faded, and finally turned into a low whisper. Altair found that the strength restraining him disappeared all of a sudden, he opened his eyes suddenly, almost shed tears from the strong sunlight, but in the next second, there was some weight on his shoulders.Frozen, Altair couldn't do anything.

"I've always liked assassins more..." The blood-soaked man smiled so weakly that he couldn't even stand up. Altair wanted to reach out to help, but he seemed to hit some non-existent barrier, and watched the former mentor fall to the ground.

The mentor still held the familiar longsword in his hand, the blade that should have pierced Altair's heart, now tore the Grand Master's chest, stained red with blood.Right next to the man's hand was a dusty Piece of Eden that had rolled to the ground.

No joy, no shock, no loss.Nothing, Altair's mind went blank.He didn't know what to do, whether he should look up to the sky and laugh, or cry sadly.It was too much, too much for him.

What the mentor said turned into a chain of curses, which locked him tightly in place and could not move a bit.Stronger than the power of a golden apple, this, what is it?The greatest enemy of the Assassin Organization just cut himself off in front of his eyes, and died in front of his eyes with enough skills to kill ten of him.

It seems that although the previous mentor was serious and unsmiling, he always watched him and his companions.Although he sent out missions mercilessly every time, he always gave himself a grace period.Although I have discovered my doubts, I still have no choice to never suffer from future troubles.It won't be fake.I am so stupid.

how so?Prefer assassins...Master, he prefers assassins. Altair laughed lowly in comprehension, and then gradually turned into a laugh that could not be concealed, and squatted down, tears slid down his cheeks uncontrollably and hit the ground.He stretched out his hand and closed the instructor's smiling eyes.

Bending down to pick up the dull golden apple, he stood with downcast eyes for a while, and finally murmured: "Requiescantinpace." The dead rest in peace.

Let guilt flow from a trickle to a vast ocean.His soul will eventually drown.

The Altair boy deserves to be the most powerful assassin mentor in history, and perhaps the strongest brain tonic emperor in history will also be awarded to him.Xiu Yi irresponsibly detached from his body, and felt that his soul was more solid again.I feel like a scumbag, what should I do?Hey, that's something that can't be helped, so don't blame me.

Lanzijiang, wait a moment.

The first soul, here we go.

godless pope

When I woke up again, it was a completely different picture.

In the resplendent and resplendent church, the dazzling stained glass shines through, and colorful shadows are projected on the ground, but what is more eye-catching is the scepter in his hand.This is the Pope's Cross, also the Holy Staff, one of the Pieces of Eden.

Even in the reverberating church, Xiu Yi recognized the sound of the wind above his head in time, stepped back hastily, and then saw a certain assassin descending from the sky landed in front of him. Ezio Auditore, Florence's assassin mentor, is also the creditor of the original owner's bloody feud.

That's right, this time I became the Pope, Rodrigo Pogia.The head of the Knights Templar, who murdered Ezio's father and brother, became the pope, in order to obtain the Pieces of Eden, the Holy Staff, seize the golden apple, and open the altar of the Sistine Chapel in Rome.