Ultimate Assassin System

Magic is mysterious, and magicians are dangerous - this is almost the biggest impression the world has on magic and magicians. .

There are many reasons for this situation, such as the magician who lives in seclusion all year round and is mysterious and unpredictable. For example, bards exaggerate the dramatic effects of magic based on their inherent thinking, and spread the idea of ​​turning disobedient and lying children into pigs, toads, etc...

There are many kinds of them.

And if we summarize it, it is probably because of the unknown. And the unknown is the most frightening!

Tang En was naturally not afraid of magic, and he had killed many magicians. But it is true that they are not familiar with it. Magic can only be learned by those with outstanding talents. In other words, only the superior people can learn it. Therefore, there will be fighting spirit techniques spread in the world, even rare secrets such as earth level and sky level, but there are very few magic books that have been circulated...

So little that even if Tang En has systematic help, his understanding of magic is only fragmentary and half-understood!

For example, Tang En knew the name of the magic circle lock in front of him and how to unlock it - by drawing the correct magic runes in these dense streaks.

This may sound simple, but the reality is that there are tens of millions of types of magic runes. Who can determine which one is the correct unlocking rune?

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After staring at the wandering holy light for a few seconds, Tang En stood up decisively, walked towards the wall behind the statue, tapped with his fingers, and began to consider the possibility of violent cracking.

Tang En had already observed the appearance of the side hall before. It was just a normal building, not in the shape of a spire. Therefore, the area of ​​these three floors is so small, which is undoubtedly a problem. There are skylights on the other three sides, so the only place where a darkroom may exist is naturally in the wall behind the statue...

Then, about three minutes later, Tang En walked back to the sunken hole again, sat cross-legged, propped up his chin, and stared at the magic circle mechanism in a daze.

The wall behind the statue is completely solid, so even if you don't consider that the mechanism inside may self-destruct and explode, it is undoubtedly impossible to violently break through the wall without making any noise.

Sighing, You are trying to kill me...

After reaching the last step but failing, Tang En was naturally depressed. He casually stretched out his finger and pointed into the streaked hole. The scattered holy light spots around him, like sharks smelling the smell of blood, suddenly rushed in and gathered together. under the fingers.

Immediately, Tang En moved his fingers unconsciously, and those light spots were like loyal soldiers, trailing white afterimages, following closely behind, sometimes arranging in an 'S' shape, and sometimes arranging in an '**' shape...

Naturally, this evil taste cannot be unlocked. Tang En took a deep breath, raised and lowered his hands, meditating to calm down his mind, and then murmured nervously: Well, I am a big shot in the temple now... I am worshiping now. Lun, I have dementia, what kind of simple and easy-to-remember magic runes can I set...

After a pause, Tang En held his forehead slumped, looking extremely confused.

It's not that he's not patient enough, it's that he doesn't know any magic runes at all, so even if he guesses Byron's psychology, it's useless.

He leaned back and exhaled, Huh... no, no, it seems we have to change the plan.

There was nothing Tang En could do about the magic circle's mechanism lock. In this case, we can only consider starting from external conditions, such as forcing the correctly unlocked magic runes from Byron and other bishops, or arranging a foolproof escape route, and then finding an opportunity to violently break through the wall and get the things. Directly dodge people...

Of course, no matter which method he uses, at least tonight, Tang En is destined to fail.

Raising his head, his eyes fell on the lifelike statue of the God of Light. It may be due to the angle or the influence of his mood. Tang En found that the smile raised at the corner of the statue's mouth seemed to contain infinite contempt and ridicule. No matter how you look at it, it's a lie Flat look...

He raised his hand and raised his big middle finger, Ah! Thanks to my devout prayers earlier, why are you waiting here for me, me, me... eh? A bolt of lightning seemed to strike through his mind, cutting away all doubts. Yun Wuhao said, Wait a minute, what did I just say...Thanks to my prayers so devoutly before...Prayers? Prayers!

As soon as his eyes lit up, a numbing feeling spread all over Tang En's body. He paused, leaned down again and stared at the dented hole. He stretched out his middle finger tremblingly, retracted it, stretched out his index finger, and touched the top of the streak. The light spots quickly gathered together again, dragged smoothly, left and right, returned to the original point again, and then turned straight down...

Familiar gestures, familiar runes, even any Bran child can draw them smoothly. Because this is the unique prayer gesture of the Temple of Light!

The index finger pauses and freezes at the bottom of the stripe. The next moment, Tang En's eyes suddenly brightened up, and the white afterimages that had been dragged out gradually solidified, and the light bloomed.

Immediately, the statue of the God of Light and the thick wall slid open silently, revealing a bright small hall inside.

It's really fucking exciting... After being stunned for a moment, Tang En suddenly turned his head and chuckled, Ha, Alzheimer's disease! Then he straightened his collar, stood up, and strode in.

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The hall is small and the layout is extremely simple. One side of lighting crystal, three cylindrical stone platforms, that's all!

The first thing Tang En saw was a black skull. There was nothing he could do about it, this thing was really eye-catching. Light black smoke lingered, constantly coming out of the eyes, nostrils, and mouth, like threads, which made people's hair stand on end. But then when he encountered the pale white gauze covering the top, he was instantly purified into nothingness, and the cycle continued...

Turning his gaze, Tang En saw a huge eyeball on the stone platform on the right, floating quietly in the void, densely covered with bloodshot eyes, and the pupils were like bottomless abyss. It was chilling to look at, as if it could arouse the loneliness, anger, and madness in the heart. …

Huh? Tang En frowned suddenly and squinted his eyes to take a closer look. Only then did he realize that although the dark pupils looked strange, they were still. This also makes the eyeball look more like a crystal ball similar to an eyeball.

Looking away, Tang En breathed out softly. Such negative emotions could not affect his stoic mind. Of course, if it were an ordinary person, it would be hard to say...

Turning his eyes towards the stone platform at the innermost side, Tang En suddenly felt happy. He swayed slightly and came to the stone platform in an instant. He squinted at the nameless book with a simple cover under the light white gauze. He couldn't help but grin silently. laughing out loud.

Hahaha……

Although he hasn't picked it up yet to read it, his strong intuition is telling Tang En that this book is exactly his goal tonight - to record evidence that the Temple of Light instructs the Bounty Hunter Guild to secretly commit murder!

I finally found you... Tang En licked his dry lips and carefully observed the structure of the stone platform. Of course, the highlight is the semicircular white gauze mask!

By this time, Tang En naturally understood the purpose of building this darkroom. Whether it's the weird skull, the huge eyeballs, or the recorded evidence in front of you, it should not be a good thing for the Temple of Light, and it must not be exposed.

In this way, this white gauze mask, which is the last layer of protection, is naturally not an ordinary product.

So Tang En's first thought was to destroy the cylindrical stone platform, pull out the fire under the cauldron, avoid the light mask, and get the book directly. But after walking around a few times, Tang En still didn't dare to make a bold move on the cylindrical stone platform.

The reason is very simple. There is no reason why the people in the Temple of Light would not have thought of such a huge flaw. But now the other party is still placing things on the stone platform openly, which undoubtedly shows strong confidence in this.

After pondering for a while, he nodded, Okay, it seems I can only be stronger. Rubbing his hands and flexing his fingers, Tang En took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his right hand towards the white gauze mask, An inexplicable light You just want to block me? Haha, you are so stupid and naive...

One foot, five inches, three inches...

When the distance between the fingertips and the mask was shortened to one inch, and it seemed that they were not touching, suddenly, the most prominent middle finger lost a knuckle out of thin air, followed by the index finger and ring finger... And inside the mask, a knuckle appeared out of thin air. He suddenly poked his head out, slowly but firmly toward the book...

The white gauze mask is still holy. Maybe it has great power, or maybe it has an amazing warning effect! But now, it doesn't respond at all... (To be continued.)