Ultimate Assassin System

One generation of nouveau riche, three generations of minor aristocrats. .

This kind of thing is like temperament, which cannot be seen or touched. But what is undeniable and undeniable is that this is indeed true!

Therefore, although Tang En had exhausted all his means and had a huge advantage before, it could be said that he had dragged the Millennium Temple into the abyss and quagmire for the first time. But he has never thought of facing the temple directly and killing him. Instead, they have been carefully hiding in the dark, pushing the rioting believers, red-eyed warriors, etc. to the front line and charging into the battle.

Tang En knew very well that even if the turtle lived for a thousand years, he would become a monster. If so, let alone the powerful Temple of Light. Thousands of years of history and thousands of years of accumulation have given the other party a terrifying foundation as deep and broad as the earth. This cannot be destroyed by a small killer like him alone. It can be said that if it were not for the sword god Wooding accompanying him this time, he would not have come at all...

And today's facts also prove that his caution is indeed correct! After throwing out the ancient magic circle, several powerful men, the Temple Mage Group, and even three genuine air-level warriors, the Temple took action again, this time with the special magic weapon-the Holy Artifact of Light!

Because of his lack of knowledge about magic, Tang En didn't know what kind of terrifying power this so-called holy weapon, the Judgment Scepter, had. But now listening to Wooding's words, saying that this can force out his true identity, Tang En has a general understanding in his mind... Well, he can't be messed with anyway!

But regardless of whether they can be provoked or not, Veron and other senior officials have gone to such great lengths to summon the scepter, and it is obvious that they will not let them go easily.

As soon as Pu Yi left the void, the flowing light of the Divine Power of Judgment carried the black hole in the space and hovered quietly in the air, quietly exuding a distant and mysterious aura, as if it existed in that place from eternity to eternity.

Somehow, everyone in the temple, including Tang En, looked up at the flowing scepter and felt as if they were lying in a hot spring. Their body and mind were warm and extremely relaxed. Even the air beside their noses seemed lively and fresh. There are a lot of them, like flying in heaven.

This felt good, but Tang En's expression gradually became gloomy.

Whether it is in virtual novels in this world or in the real world of another world, Tang En has heard this saying. That is, whenever a great artifact comes out, it will definitely cause strange phenomena in the world and change the surrounding environment. For example, the long black sheath sword in Wooding's hand...

During the gambling battle in Hanshui City, Wooding first drew his long sword, and the entire side hall was immediately enveloped in a killing sword intent, with a terrifying edge! The same is true for the Judgment Scepter now. Although it does not reveal its fangs, from this strange phenomenon that easily covers the entire temple, we can know that its name as a holy weapon of light is indeed worthy!

Now, I'm in trouble...

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On the west side of the temple, on the other side of the river. The believers and residents in the city who were escorted here in advance did not feel the strange atmosphere in the temple. However, the restless atmosphere due to the destruction of their homes before gradually calmed down and became silent.

All the believers and residents raised their heads in shock, with blank expressions, as motionless as sculptures by the river. They have never seen, nor do they know, the flowing scepter of judgment. But for some reason, as soon as the scepter came out, it was like a magnet that firmly attracted their attention, and then their hearts began to throb, as if a voice kept calling softly from the bottom of their hearts...

In a daze, there was a buzzing sound, and the silent crowd suddenly erupted into waves of uncontrollable low-pitched exclamations.

At the top of the Judgment Scepter that was hovering in mid-air, the transparent crystal that was overflowing with light suddenly began to shine with silvery white light.

The next moment, the light radiated and fainted.

A flash! The pale, colorless light disappeared, and the boundless sky was suddenly stained with a silvery white light that symbolized brightness. The irregular flowing clouds were also covered with a silvery white halo.

A flash! The entire temple was instantly covered with a faint shimmering silver light. The colorful glass, green tiles and red eaves, statues and sculptures of gods with different expressions, etc., were either reflected from the plane or hung from the edges and corners, all shimmering with silver-white brilliance. Even the piles of ruins, covered with a layer of silvery color, vaguely revealed a somewhat solemn and sacred meaning.

A flash! All the raised faces in the field were shrouded in a faint silver light. They were confused, excited, expectant, vigilant, disapproving...with different expressions and appearances!

In a short moment, silver light flashed, and all things in the world were bathed in the bright silver light, and they all lost their voices.

Suddenly, boom, boom, boom... it was like rolling thunder suddenly exploding clearly in the sky, not abrupt. In fact, everyone took this for granted, and even looked forward to it, just like the sound of a few wooden hammers that always came to mind before the trial court opened... A sudden realization!

The trial is about to begin!

As soon as the thought came up, the flowing clouds that had gathered in the sky above the scepter suddenly emitted a silver light, radiating in all directions. Immediately afterwards, a towering shadow in a dark gold coat slowly condensed and emerged from behind the flowing clouds. The gold and silver light flashed across each other, complementing each other, making the shadow become more solemn and sacred.

With the scorching sun above his head and half sitting in the clouds, the phantom was not very clear in the sight of everyone below. They could only vaguely see that he was holding the code in his left hand and the dark gold hammer in his right hand. However, this is also in line with everyone's psychological expectations - the face of a god is sacred and majestic, how can it be allowed for ordinary people to look directly at it and desecrate it?

The next moment, the hammer fell, and the loud clang echoed between heaven and earth, and in the hearts of all living beings!

Immediately, a majestic voice resounded throughout the world, Oracle Code, Punishment Chapter. It was not the phantom that spoke, but Beron below. At this time, he made a mysterious gesture with both hands in front of his chest, as if he had a glimpse of the thing above his head. The code above solemnly repeats, I love the world, I love the good and honest people, and I also love the sinners. There is a sea of ​​evil in the floating world. Unintentionally, intentionally, actively, or passively, all are guilty. Don't seek justice, justice lies in the world. I, I will retaliate...

The rumbling words carried an irresistible majesty that echoed around the world and reached everyone's heart. In an instant, from childhood to adulthood, all the faults, sins, jealousies and other emotions are clearly unearthed from the heart of each person, cut open, and subjected to divine judgment.

Plop... Plop... There was a continuous dull sound. A large number of believers on the river bank knelt down on the ground, with their hands in submission and their foreheads touching the ground. I don't know who started first. Suddenly there was a sound of repentance and countless cries. His tone of voice told about the mistakes he had made, his expression was sad, and he cried bitterly.

They all merged into one, buzzing like a swarm of bees, and it was impossible to hear any specific sin. However, this gathering voice of repentance and atmosphere of atonement spread far away, echoing the majestic judgment of the sky, but it added a bit of conviction and sanctity to the solemn atmosphere of this place, making people have to worship and beg for forgiveness.

Soon, a group of masters outside the temple also knelt on one knee, put their hands on their chests, and excitedly sang along with the code of punishments spoken by Beron. The scene became solemn and solemn for a moment.

Immediately, poof...Twain turned his head slightly stiffly, watching Xia Wei'an and Owens also kneeling on one knee, with their eyes lowered. Although there was no response in his mouth, the heads lowered towards the empty shadow in the sky were undoubtedly expressing As a priest, I am humble and obedient to God the Father.

Licking his dry lips, to be honest, Tang En's body was also trembling slightly, and he also had the urge to kneel down and surrender to the Lord's wrath.

This is not because of any herd mentality, but because of the sinful feeling gushing out from the heart, conveying a powerful will called conquest to every inch of flesh and blood inside and outside the body... Under the silvery sky, and constantly surrounding the ears, In the sound of the code's words, every trace of sin in Tang En's heart, including stealing money from his family to buy toys when he was still alive, poking the back of the girl in the front row with a pencil just to see her angry, etc. Things that he himself had completely forgotten, are now revealed. They were pulled out one by one and clearly displayed in front of their eyes, constantly adding to the guilt in their hearts.

Damn it! Have I ever made so many mistakes? Why don't I remember... Well, but there seems to be a little bit... The little girl's name is Jingjing. She seems to be my neighbor when I was a child. She looks like a little white flower. She is so beautiful. I probably liked her at that time, even though she hated me who often made her cry. But then she moved away, and I seemed to cry secretly... If I think about it this way, uh, are these all true? Then I am full of evil and unforgivable sins...ah! It doesn’t count. When I was a child, I helped an old lady cross the road, and I greeted the leader with flowers and drums. How come this doesn’t count?

Holding his hair, Tang En looked a little ferocious and tangled, racking his brains to think about the good things he had done in the past, and collected them to build a dam to resist the constant impact of the sinful black current in his heart. It can still be endured at first. Although Tang En in this world is not a good person, he has indeed not made any big mistakes. If the two offset each other, he will be able to sustain it. However, when I recalled the journey to another world, the bloody storm that came along the way, the dam in my heart suddenly collapsed, and I didn’t know where I was swept away in an instant...

It turns out that I am really a heinous person!

...Every fault will be punished. Every sin will be purified...

Amid the slow and increasingly majestic sound of judgment, Beron glanced down, moved the corners of his mouth, and showed a proud smile that showed he had everything under control.

On the ground below, Tang En's body was trembling. He looked down at his hands and shook his head slightly, his dark expression somewhat self-deprecating. Wooding's eyes flashed slightly when he saw this, and he seemed to be a little regretful. However, he did not speak, nor did he do anything to stop it, he just watched lightly. Immediately, his eyes focused...

He raised one hand, touched his nose in the middle, and then raised it high above his head, facing Veron, who had a stagnant smile, and the towering dark gold shadow in mid-air. He curled up four fingers one by one, leaving only his middle finger! He raised his head, looked serious, and mocked seriously, If you don't show off, we will still be... enemies!

Everyone must be judged... After a pause, Veron looked at the big middle finger with a solemn expression. Although he did not understand what it meant, looking at Tang En's mocking smile, he undoubtedly understood. The corners of his eyes twitched, feeling both shocked and angry. The conversation suddenly changed, You must kill him! Kill him on the spot! Throw him completely into the magma of hell, and he will be tortured and burned by the poisonous fire of your soul forever!

Of course, this is not part of the code. If you change the tone of hysteria, it would be a vicious curse. But Tang En shrugged and just thought it was fart. He twisted his lower body bones, crackling, and straightened his body again. He frowned and turned his head: Mr. Lu, what kind of evil attack method is this?

After being stunned for a moment, Wooding gradually raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Tang En with a hint of admiration: This is the magic that the temple prides itself on. In my opinion, it is roughly a variant of psychic magic, spiritual magic, etc. However, Combined with the unique aura effect of the temple, it creates a scene of judgment of gods imagined by all living beings, and the power will be doubled... Well, I am still a little curious, how did you escape?

This is the truth. In the eyes of Wooding, who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts and has seen through the origin of power, the so-called divine magic, after stripping away various external additional effects, is just ordinary spiritual and spiritual magic.

Of course, when I say this, I don’t mean to despise divine arts. The thousand-year heritage of the temple is no joke. Under their influence, Bran believers have already subconsciously accepted the concept of gods. And in this way, after seeing the gods coming to the world to preside over judgment, one can naturally imagine the impact everyone received!

For example, among the believers and residents on the other side of the river, the confessions and sins they are now saying are almost all secrets buried deep in their hearts and ready to be carried into the coffin. If it were said in normal times, it might take countless duels and countless trials to settle them one by one. But now under this magic, they said it easily, and even shouted louder for fear of being dishonest...

So Wooding was indeed a little curious about how Twain got rid of this effect.

I see... Explained as spiritual magic, Tang En suddenly understood when he thought of the Eye of Disaster, and immediately understood what Woodin meant when he said about creating miracles. Indeed, if instead of taking out the Holy Artifact of Light so clearly, but at a certain trial scene, such a bluffing dark gold shadow and gorgeous scene suddenly appeared out of thin air, believers would definitely think of a miracle.

This is really a waste of money... After thinking about it, Tang En couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, then he spread his hands and explained: Actually, it's nothing. Well, they think sin is a scourge, and they are afraid of getting a little bit of it. But I am different, haha... He laughed at himself and said, I have long thought that I am a hopeless villain. There are sins and all. It is no big deal if you have too many debts and don't feel itchy if you have too many lice.

Listening to these tough remarks, Wooding couldn't help but be stunned. After a moment, he raised his head and laughed: Haha... What a hopeless villain! Black and white, good and evil, rugged and smooth road. They seem to be relatively separate, but You have evolved to the extreme, that is, you are close to the true avenue. Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang, you are destined to have a great future!

Huh? Tang En blinked and felt a little confused when he heard this. After thinking about it secretly, he realized that Wooding seemed to want him to continue to be a villain and promote it. His eyes suddenly changed. He looked at Wooding's expression carefully, trying to see if this was a mockery...

Well, sarcasm or not. The way the two of them talked and laughed freely without anyone else around undoubtedly greatly stimulated Veron in the air. As a holy weapon of light, the Judgment Scepter naturally has more than this spiritual attack method. After hastily ending the judgment declaration, Beiron suddenly looked stern and slowly waved his Qianjun palm.

At the same time, rumbling... rolling thunder reappeared, and the majestic shadow also waved its right arm. The dark gold hammer, as big as a thunder cloud, carried the terrifying power of destroying the world and heading towards Tang En. It came crashing down.

Before the hammer arrived, a god's will that could not be resisted or moved had instantly filled every corner of this area. Xia Wei'an and Owens, who were kneeling on one knee, were stunned for a moment, and then their bodies suddenly stiffened, Fuck... Owens raised his head with difficulty, stared at Veron in the sky, and gritted his teeth!

Xia Wei'an's situation was not much better. The arm holding the green tile shook sharply, and spider-like cracks spread instantly on the entire roof of the side hall, but her half-hunched delicate body still could not straighten up.

Obviously, Veron's move was not only to kill Tang En, but also to kill them, two disobedient clergy.

What kind of move is this? Regardless of whether Wooding's words were sarcastic or not, Tang En felt the crazy squeezing force from all around and asked with a frown.

It's still a mental attack, but it's a mental attack that's enough to affect the entity. After a pause, Wooding squinted his eyes and raised his head, and still said unhurriedly, To put it simply, if you are hit by this hammer, Not only will the spirit collapse instantly, but the body will also disappear and fly into slag.

Hey... where is the method to crack it? Tang En's question was very concise and concise. He believed that no matter how powerful the judgment scepter was, it could not suppress Wooding anyway.

Wooding did not answer immediately, but raised the golden ring knife in his hand: What do you think of this knife?

...It's very good. It has beautiful appearance, high quality and low price. It is actually a must-have product for home travel and house robbery... Seeing Wooding's increasingly speechless expression, his words gradually became fainter. Finally, Tang En grinned. Okay, human life is at stake. Mr. Lu, please stop being so pretentious and say what you have to say in one go.

Sighing helplessly, Wooding shook his head and said, What I want to say is that no matter how powerful the Judgment Scepter is, it is just a dead thing. After all, people still need to exert its power as much as possible... Do you understand that?

Understood! Tang En nodded simply, You mean to kill Veron? Well, this is indeed a good idea, but... you always take action?

No, it was you who took action.

Huh? Tang En was stunned when he heard this, Are you kidding me? I wanted to take action, but that guy is floating in the air. I can't fly.

After waving his hand, Wooding raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at Twain: I say you can do it, you can do it!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang En's expression suddenly froze, and he looked at his feet slowly leaving the ground in astonishment. There, two pale phantom swords were supporting his figure and gradually rising into the air.

Fuck...Mr. Lu, have I ever told you that you are really like a standard magician!

…(To be continued.)