Ultimate Assassin System

Excuse me, what's wrong with him? Is he mysophobic? Could it be... uh, the legendary Virgo?

At this moment, Feiqi, whose body was extremely tight, even thought stiffly. The only thought left in his mind was to be shocked when the other party would come to him? How could it be so fast!

And this is not a question of speed at all. You have to know that when he leaned over, the other party was still floating in the air. How could he cross the distance of dozens of feet and arrive here in an instant?

In fact, not only Fitch, but also Luke, who had been watching on the city wall with a faint concern, didn't know what had just happened. He just saw Tang En using the force of a kick to rush towards the empty sky. Then, when he had crossed a distance of more than ten feet and was about to fall, his figure suddenly swayed and disappeared into the sky, and he arrived at Brighta in an instant. Next to me... the whole process is so simple. As for the dozens of feet between the two, it seems like there has never been...

Could it be that the boss also practices space magic? The stunned Luke was stunned, thinking this.

However, no matter what method he used, Fitch didn't have the time to think about it. He only knew that the mysterious master was beside him, but he was unprepared. He even sold his back to the other party, and there was no way he would be spared. reason.

Of course, it is impossible to sit back and wait. It was too late to dodge at this point, and with Buleta rolling back and forth under his feet, Fitch couldn't hide. He came back to his senses in an instant, and without thinking, he twisted his waist and turned around. In a hurry, he wrapped his palm with the full force of the fighting light, and punched out with his back.

Unfortunately, before the arm could fully stretch, the punch was quickly retracted and the arm was bent again. The palm will be held by the palm that is grasped from top to bottom. Wrists meet. A soft thud. I didn't imagine it was so powerful.

Oops! Feint attack... Fei Qi's heart sank instantly. Sure enough, an open palm easily wrapped around his arms, pressed it on his face, pressed down, and boom... clods of soil flew up and the ground trembled slightly. Feiqi's whole head and the lower half of his upper body instantly sank into the earth. There seemed to be drums, golden gongs, bugles, etc. nearby his ears, and his head was buzzing.

Wandering sight. It was the first time I could see clearly what this mysterious master looked like. He has a young appearance, his temples are slightly frosted, his expression is somewhat tired, and his clothes are rumpled and slightly embarrassed. In some places, you can see cracks and cuts made by sharp blades, but the large and small blood spots stained on them should not be... My own... Obviously, it is not that easy to carry out encirclement and suppression with more than a thousand elite cavalry at all times. But that's just it. The fact that the other party can come in time under such circumstances is enough to make people horrified!

Taking his palm away, Tang En did not hesitate. The prepared left fist is bent and raised high, showing great power and beauty. Then, with the sound of wind and thunder, it suddenly hit Feiqi's temple...

From a certain perspective, the human body is fragile, regardless of external strength. A small minion and a strong fighting spirit were both pierced through the heart by a sharp blade. The latter might not be able to hold on longer than the former. Either way, they would die.

It is precisely for this reason that most martial arts schools have fatal attacks aimed at vital points. This is how many seemingly incredible examples of the weak defeating the strong come about. For example, the so-called death punch of a certain living island nation ninja is actually to put it bluntly, it is to mobilize the power of the whole body to explode violently in an instant, to achieve a fatal blow to the vital part.

And now Tang En's strength is much higher than that of Fitch, and now he strikes the fatal position with one punch without any interference, which means life or death.

His feet trembled again, and a high stream of blood mixed with gray and white matter instantly spurted out from the horizontal ground, like a small fountain. As an earth-level powerhouse, Feiqi only had one punch before and after, and his life was gone in ten seconds, and he was dying.

Withdrawing back, Tang En lowered his head indifferently, and saw Feiqi's eyes with blood-stained face filled with despair and shock that could not be concealed, as well as more doubts and confusion. As if he understood the meaning of this look, he paused and said calmly: Okay, it doesn't hurt to tell you, it's the other side of Shunxing.

That's right, the reason why Tang En was able to come here so quickly just now was precisely because of his teleportation skill on the other side!

The recent system upgrade brought a total of two skills to Twain - Slaughter Feast and Teleport to the Other Side. Compared to the former who was like a mirror, Tang En, who already had some understanding of space, was the first to master the latter, which was the movement skill, Teleport to the Other Side!

Traveling to the other shore: between the other shore, the realm of life and death!

This time the old butler did not ignore Tang En. This skill was indeed as described in the text, concise and easy to understand. This case, the other side, as long as you can unexpectedly get from this case to the other side, it is equivalent to crossing the gap between life and death. Right now, Feiqi, who only has air coming out but no air coming in, is the most obvious example...

To put it bluntly, according to the characteristics of the other world, if a warrior knows space magic, no one can stop him.

Of course, Fitch didn't understand the meaning of the system skill Short Travel, and he didn't need to understand it. All he needed was an explanation, and then he breathed his last breath with a clear look on his face, so he didn't seem to be a fool.

After easily dealing with Fitch, Tang En glanced at the escort cavalry who turned their horses and charged rapidly, shook his head slightly, walked to the side of Bulita who was rolling around, and looked down with a frown.

Buletta seemed to still not be aware of her current situation, nor did she see Fitch, who was motionless not far away. He was rolling back and forth, tearing at his armor coat, his upper and lower lips were trembling nervously, and he was mumbling to himself.

Dirty, dirty, dirty... this dusty, filthy world... get out of here! Get away from me! I want water, water - ah ah ah...

Um, I'm sorry... what do you want to say? After listening for a while, Tang En rubbed his nose and became more and more confused. After thinking about it, he said directly, By the way, although there was no precise count just now, we still roughly killed. You have hundreds of subordinates, well, and some assassins. According to what you said before, I should be a qualified villain, am I qualified to kill you?

Dirty things... take them off, take them off, take them all off... Curling up like a prawn, Buleta obviously didn't hear Tang En's murderous declaration and was still trembling at a high frequency.

Startled, Tang En touched his forehead and sighed helplessly: Please, can you not do this? This is far from what I imagined... It will not be easy to catch up with you. I don't expect you to fight back. But how much? You have to be brave and resist a little bit...

This is true, not to mention the danger and hardship of running here and there under the ten-mile alley encirclement and suppression, as manpower is exhausted. Let's just say that Bulita's decisive retreat almost made Tang En's life-and-death struggle in vain. It can be said that if it weren't for Luke's unexpected attack that forced Bulita to roll off his horse, Tang En really wouldn't have been able to kill Bulita this time...

So much hard work. After finally catching up with the real owner, the result was like this. Why was Tang Enqing so embarrassed? It's like playing a dungeon. After a lot of effort to find strategies and clear out the mobs, after going through a lot of hardships and traveling through mountains and rivers, I finally arrived in front of the boss. It turned out that this wave of sss was a scumbag, even worse than a mob. Isn’t this a lie? There is no sense of accomplishment at all!

That's it, that's all, you are working hard for whom and busy for whom... Shaking his head helplessly, Tang En leaned over. He stretched out his left hand to hold down Buletta's rolling figure, and then stretched out his right hand. He bent his fingers into claws and clasped around Bulita's neck.

Seemingly feeling the undisguised murderous intention, the frantic Bulita finally came to her senses, looked at Tang En blankly, her eyes gradually became clearer, and she opened her mouth: You are...heh, I was the one who got into trouble this time. But you won’t live long either.”

Tang En scratched his head: Actually, you can say something nice. I've heard too many such harsh words from street gangsters.

Ha...ha...you don't know, you will never know, what kind of terrifying existence you have offended, haha...

After hearing this, Tang En frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head regretfully: Alas, I still can't communicate normally. So, goodbye, General Braita. After saying this, he tightened his palms and clicked, and the sound of the broken throat bones was always so clear and sweet. , with a look of panic on her face, Buletta finally no longer had to worry about the filth all over her body, and she closed her eyes lightly, feeling a faint sense of pleasure.

Pouring his lips, Tang En felt even more unhappy when he saw this. He felt that he seemed to have helped the other party. What the hell was this?

Stop - ah - kill this bastard to avenge the general! Bulita herself had no resentment at all, but the cavalry guards who came in a hurry went berserk, waving their swords wildly, and rushing their horses to kill with dizzy eyes. Come.

After killing the real master, Tang En naturally lost interest in killing again. Turning around, he squinted at the Pia City wall, silently sensing something. Death! The moment before the cavalry who rushed forward swung his sword, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and then flashed more than twenty feet away. When he finally appeared again, he had already arrived on the city wall. Luke beside.

O-Boss? Luke was startled by the ghostly appearance of Tang En, and he only recognized it clearly when he turned over his hand and showed the dagger. Waving his hand, Tang En simply said, Gather everyone, let's go.

Go...where?

Tang En rolled his eyes: Nonsense, what do you think? If you take advantage of others, of course you have to run away! Buletta was the commander of an army. He was killed. This group of thousands of leaderless cavalry is likely to Will choose revenge. And now the rescue force that the Gray Army has arrived is just a temporary piece of more than a thousand cavalry, so it is naturally no match for them. So the top priority now is to run away. Of course, if these thousands of cavalrymen really pursue them regardless, Tang En is confident that he will leave them alone. After all, the Gray Army's rescue force is about to arrive...

Oh, I understand. Seeing that Tang En seemed a little unhappy, Luke simply turned over and climbed off the city wall. Tang En paused in his steps, turned his head and looked at the place where Buleta died, frowning slightly.

Offended the terrifying existence...Blan King's Court? Temple of Light? Or just saying harsh words... Forget it, I've already offended everyone I can, so I don't care if I add this one more...

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With the failure of Bulita's plan and his own death outside the city of Pia, the turmoil within a hundred miles radius finally subsided.

Tang En's plan to completely keep those thousands of cavalry failed. After all, it was a regular army with strict military discipline. Unlike the Gray Army, even if Buleta died in the battle, there were still senior officers such as deputy generals who came out to take charge of the situation and led thousands of cavalry rationally. Before the large army of gray-clothed troops encircled and suppressed them, they broke out of the encirclement...

At this point, the plan to capture the king of Josiah ended with the failure of Bran's army. Subsequently, the assassination mission of King Bran against Joshua failed.

In the battle of Ten Mile Alley, Tang En, who went on a killing spree, was like a god and demon, covering almost every lane with blood, water and corpses. Not just the cavalry, but also the assassins who want to fish in troubled waters. Although hundreds of people died in the former, at least the entire army was not wiped out. The latter is more tragic. Because there are people everywhere. There is no hiding. In the later period, Tang En chased the assassins and killed them, leaving almost all the assassins who entered Ten Mile Alley there. This move undoubtedly completely frightened the assassins who were preparing to move in the dark!

In fact, these assassins originally had two choices. One was to accept the task of assassinating Josiah from the official guild and obtain various martial arts skills. The second is to accept the task of assassinating Officer Bran from the killer organization and obtain the secret method to increase the speed of fighting spirit cultivation.

Judging from the benefits obtained, the latter is undoubtedly more attractive. But don't forget. The danger level of the two target objects is not at the same level, and not all assassins have the courage to seek wealth and danger. Compared to offending the royal court of Bran in the land of Bran, the gray army undoubtedly seems easier to bully. This is also the main reason why assassins appear in an endless stream around Josiah.

However, after the battle of Shili Lane, the situation was different. Those assassins who originally thought of picking up a bargain found that they were not trying to squeeze a soft persimmon, but instead kicked an iron plate with barbs and spikes. They suddenly panicked and felt that the gain of this mission was not worth the loss. It's safer to just pack up and run away...

The departure of the assassins undoubtedly ensured Josiah's safety. As a result, Tang En was able to free up his hands and put on the agenda to go to the southern capital.

Of course, before that, Tang En, who prides himself on being born a hard worker, still needs to do something...

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In the evening, there was a large city in the hinterland of Bran, where Bleta, Barlow, and Gary's armies had previously gathered.

The streets in the city are still deserted, and almost no one can be seen from a distance. And as winter becomes more intense, the biting night wind comes out early and wreaks havoc on everything, adding a bit of desolation and loneliness to this deserted city.

Not here yet? A group of cavalry was walking slowly in a remote street. The burly Barlow looked up at the young soldier leading the way and asked with a frown.

Judging from the armor style, this young soldier obviously does not belong to the same regiment as Barlow and others. Looking at the dancing flame patterns on the young soldier's shoulder armor, one can tell that he is a soldier of the Cang Yan Legion.

General, please be patient. The place my master has made an appointment with is at the end of this street. The young soldier turned his head and saluted, and replied respectfully.

Hmph, you're just pretending to be a ghost. You can guess with your butt that that wolf cub doesn't have any good intentions! With a cold snort, Barlow curled his lips and muttered.

The so-called wolf cub is naturally the general of the Cangyan Legion, Gary, who is also known as the Northland Canglang. As for his own general, of course the young soldier couldn't say anything. He could only lead the way, pretending not to hear.

Barlow didn't expect the young soldier to reply. He was just a guide, and he wouldn't know anything even if he thought about it. Of course, Barlow would also have some suspicions about Gary suddenly sending someone to invite him and finding such a remote place.

Well, they should be discussing where the two reinforcements who came all the way from the front line will go after Buletta's death... I can't believe that the arrogant rooster died like this. When did the Gray Army appear like this? A supreme master...

It has to be said that although Barlow had no good impression of Nabuletta, after hearing the news of his death, he couldn't help but feel shaken and felt a little regretful.

Barlow, who had been in the army for more than half his life, naturally knew that Bulita was not a nobody. In fact, the other party is very famous. Putting aside those quirks, it is not an exaggeration to call him a famous general. As the most capable general of the Tiger Roar Legion, he was the first to bear the brunt. When they learned that he was the one dispatched by the Tiger Roar Army to encircle and suppress the Gray Army, Barlow and Gary were puzzled for a while. They only knew that the Arms Department was determined to solve the serious problem of the Gray Army this time.

Who would have thought that as soon as I took over this mission and made the first deployment, not only the number of troops was lost, but Buleta's own body was also brought back...

The general will inevitably die in battle! Barlow, who was also Bran's general, couldn't help but feel the same sadness. He shook his head, shook off his thoughts about Buletta, and guessed the purpose of Gary's invitation.

Honestly, it's not that hard to guess, at least that's what Barlow thinks. The Tiger Roar Legion, which led this combat operation, lost one of its generals and should not be able to catch its breath in a short time. As a result, these two outsiders would be more embarrassed. Acting alone, they will definitely not be able to defeat the Gray Army. If we unite...

That's all, I'm alone, I don't have any thoughts anyway. If Gary still wants to make a difference, he can help if he can, so that he can deal with things when he returns... Sigh, after getting to this point, maybe I really should consider taking off my armor and going into seclusion, so as not to be embarrassed again... …

Thinking about his own situation, Barlow couldn't help but feel a little unmotivated. In fact, as a senior general, at this age he is the time to show off his talents and make a difference. However, he had more ambition than strength, and the external interference was so severe that the northern wilderness tribes on the front line moved frequently. He, the general of the Thunder Legion, was ordered to come back to encircle and suppress the gray-clothed army, and he only had a pitiful army of nearly two thousand people with him. Guards Cavalry.

Of course, even though he was depressed, Barlow had absolutely no regrets. He knew that the reason why he was suppressed was simply because he was too close to the Gray Army, or to be more precise, he had a close relationship with Frey, the rebel general of the Gray Army...

Haha, the captain is the captain. Even after wasting so many years, he could still become a general. It's a pity that we can't fight side by side, we can only each play his own role. We meet each other on the battlefield...

Thinking of this, Barlow grinned and his mood suddenly felt much better. At this time, the young soldier leading the way tightened the reins, dismounted, and made an invitation gesture to the tavern on the roadside.

General, we're here.

…………(To be continued...)