Ultimate Assassin System

Oh, you are here. How is Wen Silin's injury?

Haita and Phillip came very quickly, because they did not go up the stairs step by step to the door of Wooding's small residence on the top of the mountain as usual. Instead, it fell from the sky and parachuted directly into the mansion.

Thinking about it, it would be them. If it were any other daring warrior, even an air-level expert, they would be beaten down by the masters who voluntarily lived outside Wooding's residence...

The two first rushed into the backyard pond where Wooding often went, but rarely found it. Then in the small hall of the house, they saw a short figure holding a teacup and drinking something. Before the two of them could speak, Wooding raised his head first and asked the above question calmly.

After being stunned, Haita was not shocked that the master seemed to have known the details of the matter for a long time. Instead, he stared blankly at the brown liquid that Wooding had placed in his hand and had not yet finished drinking... Is that the concoction?

He asked in a trembling voice, Master, master...are you sick?

People who eat whole grains will naturally get sick, and they shouldn't be so panicked. But who is it? He is the mainland's number one master, Sword God Woodin, who has conquered the world with a single sword and guarded the Bran Empire for more than a hundred years!

Will he get sick too? How could he, how could he be sick?

Compared with the panic and even fearful expressions of Haita and Phillip, Wooding looked much calmer. He covered the teacup and waved his hands casually: Old man, I forgot to close the window before going to bed last night. I got a little cold wind and woke up in the morning. I just felt a little uncomfortable somewhere in my body, so I took some concoction to warm it up... It’s not a big problem. Well, how’s Wen Silin doing?”

After hearing this explanation, the big stone hanging in Haita's heart slowly fell to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief. That moment just now. He even saw the illusion that the huge Bran Empire collapsed before his eyes. Phillip on the side also relaxed his brows when he heard this. However, he was not as relieved as Haita. Instead, he looked deeply at the old man and then lowered his head in silence.

After all, they are a family, and Philip certainly knows more than Haita. The invincible sword god in the world cannot beat time after all. He is really old...

The injury is serious, but not life-threatening. Haita did not notice this detail and followed the words and asked: Master. Do you already know?

It's good that he didn't die. I think this lesson will be remembered by him for the rest of his life. Wooding smiled and nodded: I just found out that not long ago, this morning, Fisher and I came to the door with bare arms to apologize... Haha, look. I have not come down from the mountain all these years, and my reputation has been ruined. How can I be the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong? It's hard for them to stop bleeding from their broken arms and come to me to perform a painful show for me.

The so-called Fishers were naturally the two empty-level old men who left Wen Silin and escaped alone during the battle of Songhai City. They evacuated first. Naturally, he arrived in the capital earlier than Philip and others. Thanks to his age, he has a sharp mind. As soon as he came back, he didn't even take care of his wounds. He went straight to Wooding's residence to apologize.

The meaning is obvious, we have killed your disciple, his body is disabled, his arm is gone, and his level of strength has been reduced... We are in such a mess, we are definitely worthy of your sword god. Therefore, if Wen Silin has any shortcomings, you have no reason to trouble us anymore...

Hearing this, Haita subconsciously glanced at Phillip beside him with a strange expression. From the moment this guy ran out of the teleportation array in the capital, he performed all over the streets like he was going to a funeral, and even performed inside the royal castle. Wasn't this the idea of ​​a painful show?

Ahem... Of course Philip understood the meaning of Haita's strange gaze. He coughed twice and instantly looked away, looking east and west, as if it was his first time in this room. Everything he saw was new. In my heart, I scolded Tang En so much that I thought to myself, if I hadn't saved your little brother, would I be like this? I...

Haita did not expose the pretentious Philip. Of course, he also knew that it would be useless to expose him. Thinking about what Wooding had just said, he suddenly frowned: Fisher, Wang Tingfeng Fisher? Wen Silin is making nonsense! How can Wang Tingfeng be transferred at will? There are two people... By the way, there is another one. who?

Uh, actually...it's not just these two people. After scratching his head, Phillip instantly recovered from pretending to be dead. There was no way, he was one of the parties involved, so he could only elaborate on the matter, Including Wen Silin himself, a total of five air-level experts came this time. Two of them were from the family, and two were from Wang Ting. Feng. Although Fischer and the others lost one arm, they came back alive. The other two, tsk, should have died at the hands of Tang En.

Five air-level experts! He exclaimed in surprise. Even Haita, who had always been calm, widened his eyes when he heard this and was speechless for a while. At this time, what he was thinking about was no longer Wen Silin's nonsense, but how powerful Tang En was.

Wooding didn't look surprised, perhaps because he had known about this situation for a long time, and now he no longer felt shocked. Shaking his head lightly, he muttered: There is no need to be so surprised, Xiao Tang's strength is quite good. Coupled with his fighting style, five air-level experts are actually not much different from one.

Hearing this, Haita reacted instantly and calmed down his shock a little. Yes, then Tang En is good at sneak attacks, coupled with his close combat skills that can be said to be unparalleled in the world. Without a head-on battle, the encirclement and suppression of him by five air-level experts is indeed not much different from the one-on-one duel...

Of course, saying this does not mean that Haita thinks that Tang En is nothing great, but that he is relatively easy to accept. After all, no matter what method is used, being able to defeat one person, maim two people, kill two people, and finally win under the siege of five air-level experts is enough to shock the mainland. Great record!

At this time, Wooding shook his head and sighed: However, his strength has indeed improved a bit horribly! Even if he is fighting alone, in just a few minutes, it is too much to defeat an empty-level expert. Incredible! And...

After a pause, his white eyebrows frowned slightly, thinking of something, he raised his head and looked at Phillip, You have a good relationship with Xiao Tang, but did you know that he has studied magic. Well, space magic?

He responded blankly, W-what? Philip only knew that Tang En finally won the battle, but he had no idea about the process. Just now I heard Wooding personally say that Twain was in trouble in just a few minutes. Killed an air-level strongman. He was suddenly shocked and stunned. There was no way he could forget Tang En, who was quite funny in his impression. Corresponding to the image of a peerless master...

After a pause, he came back to his senses and quickly shook his head, No, it's impossible! Although his martial arts are somewhat different from ordinary people, it is definitely not magic.

He nodded knowingly, Oh, that would be a perversion...

Well?

The two looked at Phillip with blank expressions. Wooding sighed and explained: When I had a big fuss with him in the temple meeting in the north, I had noticed his strange movement skills - not only fast and faint, but also implicit in some space secrets. It is not space. The one used by magicians is another one that is simpler and more pure, and more suitable for the identity of a warrior, which is like using force to directly break the void.

As if he knew what he was saying was a bit profound, Wooding raised his palm, golden light appeared, and then he formed his fingers into a sword. The void drew down, Just like this... Hiss. Like the sound of cutting cloth, a deep dark crack appeared out of thin air under the finger.

I am using the power of fighting spirit to forcefully break open the space. Xiao Tang is different. Although he also relies on strength, he relies more on his understanding of space to let his body transform into the void and move around on his own... This makes me think a little bit. It doesn't make sense, and I think he is very perverted. He is not a space magician, how can he have such a deep understanding of space? And the last time I saw him using his skills, he could only wander between the real world and other spaces. In the gap. In just a few months, this time I can actually travel through space at will, in the sky and on the ground, teleporting back and forth...what?

Because the system skills are different, last time it was shadow hiding, this time it is teleportation to the other side...

Of course, no matter how educated Wu Ding is and how proficient in martial arts he is, he would not have thought of the existence of the killer system. As for the problem that even he couldn't figure out, Haita and Philip were naturally even more confused.

Wooding didn't expect to get answers from them. After asking his doubts, he shook his head and sighed softly: I regret it... I did this wrong...

After the riot in the Northern Temple, I already had the intention of killing him. But when we parted, he gave me a few pieces of bread and persuaded me that it was not worthwhile to take action... I took care of the Temple of Light and was worried that things would get worse if it was exposed. That's also true. I was a little careless and thought his strength was still low, so I listened to his advice. Now that I think about it...it was just a small matter in the temple, and I didn't take action at the time. This is the real disadvantage!

Sighing lightly, regret and remorse were obvious. And it has to be said that just this regret that can be acknowledged by the sword god Wooding is enough to make Tang En's reputation shocking to the world!

Of course, Haita was not a close friend of Tang En, so naturally he would not feel any sense of pride. On the contrary, seeing Wooding like this, his nose suddenly felt sore, and he immediately said harshly: It's not too late to take action now, then Tang En must not have left the south yet, as long as...

Just what? Wooding waved his hand to interrupt, Don't say negative words and forget how we caused trouble for the temple before? Even if we give you an army, can you find him from this vast territory of thousands of miles and a vast sea of ​​people? ?”

When Haita heard this, he immediately stopped talking. Yes, this is not a question of strength. With Tang En's vivid disguise, if he doesn't take the initiative to show up, he will turn the Bran Empire upside down, but it will be in vain.

After waking up Haita, Wooding turned to look at Phillip. When the latter saw this, he was immediately startled and waved his hands hurriedly: Uh, grandfather, what do you want to do? No, right... I really have a normal relationship with that Tang En. Even if you kidnap me and send me to the gallows, he won't show up. I’m here to save you...really, you have to believe me...

Shut up! Wooding's eyes twitched, and he looked helplessly at his offline grandson, and asked proactively, What about what I asked you to bring to Xiao Tang? Since he didn't come back with you, he would always say Something?

Oh, this. You always have to say it straight. I can't help being scared of your grandson... Patting his chest to calm down, Phillip became accustomed to being mean-mouthed again.

Wooding said calmly: I've been feeling a little lonely living alone on this mountain recently. It seems like it's time to find a junior to serve me.

Uh...I remembered, that guy had something to say to my grandfather. I knew I would be in trouble if I didn't leave in time...There is no doubt that letting Philip live in this desolate and remote mountain would be worse than Killing him with one knife was so easy! After understanding this, Philip took out a scroll from his arms very wisely, held it in both hands and handed it over respectfully. I brought him here. He said he was too timid to come. Then he asked me to hand this over to him. He asked him to consider whether he should go down the mountain to find him.

Oh? Wooding raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, took the scroll and opened it, glanced at it, his cloudy eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes were full of energy. Angry, funny, thoughtful... all kinds of complicated expressions flashed by. , then turned into a sigh. Old, old, it seems that I am really old...

Philip knew the contents of the scroll. Seeing his grandfather's reaction, he immediately cursed with righteous indignation: That despicable guy is too shameless! Grandpa, don't worry, if I see him again next time, I will chop him up and feed him to the dogs!

Master... He called out, and Haita looked at the scroll inexplicably. Wooding glanced at Phillip angrily and threw the scroll, Let's take a look. You should be familiar with it.

Haita was indeed familiar with it because he had just come there. Just a glance. Looking at the crudely sketched terrain map on the scroll, he blurted out: This is... the Royal Castle?

It is indeed the Royal Castle. Although it seems a bit crude, several landmark buildings are clearly visible on the paper. Looking closely at the place surrounded by these buildings with a big red x symbol painted on it, Haita was even more stunned. This is the bedroom where the king rests and sleeps?

On the side, a line of small words read - I am an assassin. I have no ability to destroy a country, but I can obliterate a king. Wu Lao think twice!

Startled for a moment, he reacted instantly. Exclaiming, Lei Lei was furious: He wants to assassinate the king? He is threatening you, Master... Damn it! You are so brave, this is nonsense!

No wonder Haita was so angry, Tang En was really too bold. This simple topographic map is easy to understand, and it is the literal meaning shown to Wooding. In other words, it's a threat - if you go north, I can't stop you. All I can do is go south, sneak into the palace and castle and assassinate the king! It's up to you whether it's worth it to exchange one life for another...

Of course, from an objective point of view, it is definitely not Bran's side. Of course, there is no equivalence between the lives of a king who can affect the stability of a country and a rebel leader - at least in the eyes of Haita and others, this is true.

It is indeed a whimsical idea, but... he is proficient in disguise, knows how to teleport, is good at assassination, and has superior strength. Wang Tingfeng is no match for him. So, Wooding spread his hands with a bit of bitterness on his face, Who can guarantee that he will not Will it succeed?

Haita was speechless. He was thinking, thinking about the chances of winning with Tang En's crazy move... Just for a moment, he was really speechless. The Royal Castle is heavily guarded and has many masters. There may not be anyone here who is stronger than Tang En. But the assassination team didn't care much about this. Judging from what they learned about Tang En's behavior and strength, it would definitely not be a problem for the opponent to sneak into the Royal Castle. Once approached, the weak king is likely to be killed instantly. So, even if we kill him then, what will happen?

Of course, it would undoubtedly be the safest if Master Wooding stays by the king's side. But how long can the master hold on? Can he still stay by the king's side? Besides, even if the master can do this, how can he go north to deal with the Gray Army?

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An assassin threatens a country!

This statement sounds so far-fetched that if he had heard it in normal times, Haita would have laughed it off. But now, my eyes are fixed on that line of small words. Although he didn't want to admit it, Haita knew in his heart that this seemingly impossible statement had a high possibility of becoming reality!

After a while, he said dryly, This... this... crazy... guy...

The lunatic is not scary, the only thing I'm afraid of is that the lunatic has the strength to match his crazy thoughts. Wooding sighed, I was wrong. If I had known this, I should have gone with Wen Silin this time, but unfortunately I missed another great opportunity. Chance!

What should we do now? Haita asked somewhat dullly.

You have to try... Wooding narrowed his old eyes. This legendary old man who has been guarding the Bran Empire all his life has a decisiveness that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve. When something unexpected happened, he made up his mind in just a moment. He looked at Phillip, who was sitting quietly aside, and waved his hand, You should step aside first.

Phillip was stunned: Uh, Grandpa, you...

Stand back! Wu Ding suddenly shouted with spring thunder on his tongue. Philip trembled immediately when he heard the sound, and under the overwhelming power that covered the sky and the sun, he did not dare to say any more. He bowed and exited the door.

Taking a slight breath, Woodin instantly calmed down his turbulent momentum and looked at Haita: The invasion of the Northern Wilderness is imminent, and the problem of the Gray Army must be solved as soon as possible. Therefore, even if the empire is entangled by a demon from now on, we will not hesitate! In a few days, I will go down the mountain and live in the Wangting Castle. What you have to do is to send all the Wangting experts north to find the leader of the Gray Clothes Army. It is best to capture him alive, so that neither Tang En nor the Gray Clothes Army There is still room for return of more than 100,000 soldiers. But if things fail... eh?

After speaking suddenly, Wooding frowned and raised his head, waving to the sky outside the door, and a blue light bird was instantly pulled in front of him.

Magic letters are a trick used by magicians to communicate over short distances.

He casually crushed the phantom of the light bird, and the shattered blue light re-condensed in the air, forming a paper-like letter. After glancing at the content, the somewhat careless Wooding and Haita suddenly focused their gazes, raised their heads, and looked at each other, unable to help but smile bitterly in shock.

Ha...this is really...what are you afraid of...

Tens of breaths later, the faint blue light gradually faded, and the brief content of the letter became clearer - last night, the Northern Wilderness tribe officially invaded the frontline border!

…………(To be continued...)