In the royal city.

The atmosphere solidifies.

News that powerful ministers in the city were stabbed one after another spread throughout the royal city.

Yi Lin slowly entered in with two daggers in his hand.

At this time, he gives people the feeling that the evil spirit is soaring to the sky, so don’t be close to people who are born.

Originally, a mere assassin would never bring such unspeakable pressure.

But this assassin stabbed all the important powerful ministers of the Double Lion Kingdom. This terrible record alone is enough to make people think that his terribleness is enough.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Yi Lin is used to sneaking.

When I walked, I cushioned my feet slightly without making any sound.

But every step of the movement seemed to step on every knight's chest, making people feel unbearable.

The moment when Homeros spoke, Yi Lin did not answer.

There was no pause either.

Still step by step, walking towards Homelos.

Even the sword saint, the great knight in the country, the iceberg male god, the dream lover of thousands of girls, and the title of Homelos who could not even let go of his head were so terrifying that he was not afraid?

What a terrible assassin!

The king of the Double Lion Kingdom was slightly fat, his long beard was cut off, and his expression was both angry and frightened.

He never expected that a mere little assassin, a man pretending to be a "brave", could actually stab the Double Lion Kingdom to this extent.

The king dared not go anywhere except this hall and the throne under his butt.

Everyone else died.

Many people were drinking and chatting at the banquet in this hall not long ago.

But now, all dead!

Ge Lang's blacksmith walked out of the behind-the-scenes.

Beside him, Emperor Wang Tian was followed.

Yi Lin looked at Emperor Wang Tian, ​​who had a cold expression like a dog, and couldn't help but look contemptuous.

Whose dog are you?

For some reason, Ge Lang's blacksmith walked a few steps and sat down silently in a corner of the hall. Without saying a word, he raised the wine pot and drank it in big mouthfuls.

The dog ran to Gelang's blacksmith and shook his tail excitedly. A cyclone rose above the tail.

"You are really a dog."

Yi Lin kept walking and said softly.

Homeros frowned and slowly raised a question mark.

"Uh, I didn't say about you."

As he spoke, Yi Lin took a few more steps.

He turned his eyes to Homelos again and had a moment of eyes meeting the iceberg male god.

Yi Lin…get it.

He began to answer lines.

"You are here, why can't I come?"

"You will definitely die if you dare assassin assassinate the king of our country."

Am I not pricked yet?

"Homelos! Kill me, kill him! Execute him on the spot!"

The king seemed to be very confident in Homeros's strength.

Sitting upright on the throne, a strange expression appeared with a touch of hideousness, and he started to scream.

"Affect the order."

Homeros slowly drew his sword.

Long sword, unsheathed.

The gorgeous two-handed sword is shining brightly.

It was a fair duel.

The other knights outside the field had no intention of interfering when they saw Homeros pulling out his sword.

Walked until fifteen meters away from Homeros.

Yi Lin suddenly laughed.

He took out a round bead with his backhand.

This familiar scene moved Homeros's eyes slightly.

Yi Lin didn't plan to do anything extra slutty either.

He directly smashed the "smoke bomb" under his feet, completely escaped from the thick smoke. By the way, he launched the "Shadow Killing" and turned into a shadow.

Many of the knights present were Homeros' personal guards.

He also participated in the city's search not long ago.

During the day, they watched the man disappear without a trace in the smoke.

So much so that when Yi Lin took out the smoke bomb, some people around the melon-eating knights couldn't help but exclaim.

"He, that man, is here again!"

"Be careful, everyone!"

Two rows of knights popped up an exclamation mark on their heads.

Don't get me wrong, this is not a task.

But amazed.

Homeros raised his sword.

"Sword Saint Realm·Egoless Realm!"

The moment when Homelos was calling out the skill name, the sword saint's figure was shrouded in white light, and a aperture spreads around with Homelos as the center.

"oh?"

Yi Lin climbed to the ceiling along the shadow.

Looking at the diffusing range of the aperture, Yi Lin couldn't help laughing out loud.

Not long ago he had a confrontation with Homeros.

At that time, Homeros' skill "Sword Saint Realm·No Self-Not-Origin" had a range of at least fifteen meters.

Unexpectedly, the aperture released by Homeros shrank by half at this moment, and it seemed that his size had dropped sharply.

Let’s look at the expressions of other knights and the kings.

It seems that the expression is not surprising.

"It turns out that this boss also hides his strength in front of others?"

"Ha, so that's it."

The location where Homeros stood is very subtle.

The king's throne is on the edge of the Homeros Sword Saint realm.

In a corner of the hall, Ge Lang's blacksmith, who was drinking hard and buying drunk alone, suddenly raised his head and looked silently at Hemeros's back. There was no fluctuation in his turbid eyes, but his drinking action suddenly paused, as if the action module suddenly became stuck.

The expression was ferocious, and the long brown beard collapsed a missing king, and he also suddenly became shocked from the throne.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

The light on Homeros's body has disappeared again.

But the skill "Sword Saint Realm·No Self-Level" which is a must-have skill has been released.

Homeros tapped the tip of the sword on the ground.

No matter where the attack comes, as long as it enters his realm, he will be able to detect it at the first time.

Yi Lin, who knows stealth better than anyone else, and Homeros, who knows anti-slide better than anyone else, is like the strongest spear and shield at this moment.

But almost everyone present did not think that Homeros would lose.

Because Homelos is the sword saint.
To be continued...