Well, there is a little messy afterwards. I want to change it, please wait.
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The intelligent creatures in this world are not a single species, so even a three-headed and six-armed opponent is not new. However, the thoughts that are fed back from the tentacles of the mind are a bit messy and vague, and it feels like there are more beasts than humans...
…
Edward slowly retreated.
The assassin does not seem easy to deal with, and he does not have to do his best.
Although the anti-magic array in the palace has no limit on spiritual energy, there are many people around it. If someone finds a problem, it will be another trouble... and relying on several unaffected zero-ring spells and my own
Point the hunter's ability to deal with a real killer... Edward doesn't have that high heroic complex, driving him to do that kind of thankless performance.
But the other party did not choose to give up because of his peaceful performance... The magic energy burning on the blade was as red as blood! With the wave of the long sword, the dark red arc rushed towards Edward!
But the real killer comes from both sides.
The moment the blood shadow sword was swung out, the space twisted, and the shadow outlined two identical figures from a tree trunk on the left and a rockery on the right! So three long swords extended interlaced and in the blink of an eye, the target was
Retreat, completely blocked!
snort.
Edward turned his body.
The blood-colored sword is fast and incompetent! However, in a psychic warlock and slowness are just the difference between concentration and relaxation... What's more, the encirclement range is thirty feet, and the opponent must also exchange it once
pace.
Three long swords slashed in an interlaced manner. They worked hard but failed.
Twelve bright eyes searched around, and then noticed the opponent, retreating twenty feet away, and behind him, a noise was already ringing.
The entire palace was awakened almost in an instant.
"What's wrong here? Who are you?"
The flames extended. Although the cold luster had no killing power, it led more than a dozen knights and mages to the figures of the three uninvited guests. With the roar, a series of purple light spots had already flew towards the assassin.
, making a series of bright sparks on them!
However, this string of missiles did not play any role. The three men in black just shook lightly and stepped out from the light and shadow. The appearance of the guard did not seem to panic at all, but instead ignited even higher.
Fighting intention - glanced at each other, and the three shadows separated without a sound, and rushed towards the mages who were singing the second spell!
Ding! Ding!
Six knights came out, and the weapons of the length of their hands had already surrounded an enemy!
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" On the other side, a mage among the group shouted loudly.
He obviously did not have much experience in fighting, so he didn't pay much attention to the black shadows surrounded by the knights in the distance. Instead, the short spell caster in front of him had a little eye-catching black robe. He thought about it and did not remember it from the memory.
I searched for relevant big names in the article, so I instinctively used them as the suspect.
However, he immediately paid the price for this reckless action, a blood-red shadow pierced his chest in an instant! The speed was so fast that it seemed like an illusion-
All the mage's movements were pausing at the same time... They widened their eyes and looked at the poor unlucky guy trembling with his mouth open. A bright red flower had already spread out on his body! The muscles twitched and contracted inward.
The power was so great that the body was tampered tightly like a rag. In just one breath, it had turned into a small ashes wrapped in the robe!
"monster!"
A knight roared and waved the giant sword in his hand. The whistling sound of the black iron giant sword stopped... The assassin in front of him was torn open as if he was bitten, his skin cracked, and his half-broken arm
The bones were exposed from the twisted flesh, black blood surging and splattering... and then there was the harsh and dull friction sound.
The black shadow fell heavily to the ground! But the reaction was very fast. He had adjusted his movements before landing. Within a few rolls, most of the power was removed. The black and red blood splashed on the grass leaves and it was radiating.
The burning and corrosive sound was so sensation! But this figure was not human. He suddenly stopped and stopped, like a slippery loach. In a flash, he slid to one of the people's swords and slid to that
The left side of the person.
On the left is the backhand.
A weapon like a giant sword is not an ordinary sword, and it is not known for its sharpness. The heavy sword body and the user's strength complement each other, enough to make the sword without any sharp edges tear the metal and produce huge damage - but also
It will destroy the exquisite sword blade. Therefore, giant swords mostly use simple casting methods without opening the edge... So waving it requires the corresponding speed and distance.
The knight's strength was naturally not bad when he could guard the palace. With a wave of his left hand, a sword blade burst out from his armour, chasing the assassin and slashing him over! Unfortunately, his movements were already paused when the sword reached the middle of the way.
I let the black shadow flash past him and rushed into the bushes...
Only those with the sharpest eyes, like Edward, can notice that there was a faint red scratch on the knight's neck, as if it was a scar that was scratched by a cat's claw, but it was this small inconspicuous trace.
, enough to cut off his vitality in an instant!
In the midst of lightning, there were two lives. The distance between the two groups of people had been shortened to more than ten feet... All the mages were shocked!
Twenty feet, what is the fate of a magician facing an assassin at close range? In most people's perception, it is nothing more than the difference between a little painful death and a little comfortable death... So everyone is
Retreat, and some people couldn't help but scream!
"A bunch of fish."
A low and cold sound suddenly rang in the space.
The sound was not loud, but it was like an ice cone and penetrated into his heart. The people who trembled suddenly turned their eyes like intuition and noticed that at some point, a figure had appeared behind him.
.
"careful……"
A knight couldn't help but scream. He noticed that the man was standing among several assassins - this was a low-tall shadow. Five feet taller than a dark robe. There was a layer of red on it.
The luster appeared, but it was embroidered with exquisite silver ring patterns. The long hood was hanging down, covering the man's face, with only a faint cold look.
What will happen if a magician faces an assassin at close range?
Or, this is another interpretation - the knight's voice had just been provoked, and the man had already poked a hand out of his robe. His slender fingertips gently stroked the air, and the crackling brought by the bright blue-white lightning
The noise had completely submerged his tail sound!
A terrible lightning erupted from his hand and exploded on the assassin who had barely stabbed him. Then he turned and pulled out a bright long line from the void. In the blink of an eye, four or five figures had been connected!
None of the assassins survived. But at the same time, two unlucky palace guards were stuck in it. The terrible lightning was extinguished after one breath, and the five figures threw away each to the rear! But when they landed, they were already crisp as if they were charcoal.
Generally, it hit the ground with a crack and a crack!
The air was suddenly filled with the pungent and burning smell of fat!
Edward frowned.
A teacher.
With the help of the spiritual frontal eyes, even if the eyes are not right, Edward can clearly see every detail of the person. Therefore, he can quickly make sure of that judgment.
In addition to learning, a real mage also needs to enrich himself through constant combat. This is a famous saying by Hawking. The battle here is of course not the childishness of hiding at a safe distance, or playing with magic behind a shield.
Action, it is to face the opponent with real price...at any time and anywhere.
Therefore, a truly powerful mage is the kind of monster that can burst out lethality at infinitely close attack distance or wirelessly away from both extremes. Therefore, those mages who approach are the naive argument that they win the fruit of victory in battle. They are just ordinary knights and weak mages
The funny conclusions come to the play game.
The names of the six masters in the Mage Academy are widely circulated in Tuminis, but not many people have truly seen their true faces. Mages always have various evil habits, the most famous of which are
Hawking stayed at home without seeing anyone, and all the problems were left to his subordinates. Some people also liked traveling, and their footprints could even reach other planes. It was common for them to not return for several years.
In fact, it is extremely lucky to be able to see three of the six divisions like Edward.
Well, now, it's the fourth one.
"Frenchman Fleming? You, you... how could you be here?"
The strange silence lasted for a moment, as if the noise in the field was taken away by the lightning in an instant. It was not until a few breaths that the silence was broken by a trembling sound. Among the trembling mages, there was finally a recognition.
This savior came out.
"How could I be here? Of course, it's just to see what you stupid guys can ruin the meticulous masterpieces of us old guys!" The man cursed sharply, snatched his hood off and revealed a picture.
Pale face: "A bunch of waste and fools, are all your brains filled with shit? Or are you already treated as an egg sac by Slazang? Or do you think that a bunch of idiots can get into here, even if you surpass them
Our best way? Then I really want to congratulate you because you have made it completely!"
The two dark and dark circles on the face, thin and bloodless lips, and the angular face, added a bit of chilling majesty to him out of thin air. Well, it would be better to say that it was a threat - because you were seeing this clearly
The moment he opened his face, the mages couldn't help but exclaim and tremble slightly like little girls.
In fact, this man is not tall, and his height is even about the same as Edward. Standing among a group of palace knights, he looks even short and thin, but Edward stood firmly, lowered his head, and felt the hidden feeling intuition.
Under the appearance, the infinite energy and the body are not commensurate with the body. It is a blazing flame that is forcibly wrapped.
"I'm so lucky, Master, you're here..." Among the national mages responsible for defense, an old man with a short beard stuttered. He nodded and bowed, rubbed his sweat on his head with a handkerchief.
But the legs have turned the wizard robe into a piece - after all, it is also a major place in the imperial city, and the defense should have been absolutely strict. After all, the defensive magic circles are masterpieces from the master's hands, and now they are being brought in and out by a group of people at will, which is indeed a big blow
The old faces of the mages...
Who doesn't know that the teachers have always been weird... Now they have been hit on the face. The teacher is so angry that even if they are buried with them, it is not a big news.
"Master, thanks to your help, otherwise the result would be unimaginable. unimaginable..."
"Stop talking nonsense, you don't even know that they have done something on the magic circle, a bunch of food! Did you throw all the things you learned in the academy into the heads of the dog-headed man? Or were you sprayed it into the casually
Which woman is inside her belly?”
He glanced at a group of respectful people. He sneered, "Forget it, these guys are not a normal existence, it is not surprising to you who are originally waste."
While speaking, he had summoned an invisible servant and pulled out a piece of it from the electric scorched wreckage... Ashes were sprinkled down with the servant's movements, but the onlookers could not help but be surprised.
——The dark red meat pieces exposed under the black charcoal were still twisting, as if they were dancing a strange dance.
"The purgatory creatures... are those demons?" he said to himself: "It's a bit like Tifflin, but it seems to have a little intentional guidance, interesting. I wonder which old guy's masterpiece is it?"
"Oh, you...I know you."
He raised his head. He glanced at him and suddenly spoke, and at the same time he reached out to take out a delicate little thing from his arms, as if it was a small pot - he put the thing on his nose and took a deep breath, then lifted it up
Triangle's eyes looked at the young man in front of him: "You are the old Albert... Well, the new apprentice of the teacher, it is said that he is very caring for him? But it seems that there is nothing special about it. Three Rings...
But that's it, but that's it."
"What happened here? Master Catren, what happened in the city, why is it so chaotic? It is said..."
Noisy at this time
"Your Highness. It seems a bit strange here." Edward shook his head. He didn't want to be troublesome, but his eyes stopped on Strand, and he still casually gave him some guesses: "If these guys have the ability
If it's all like this, then I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."
"Master Viscount, what do you mean?" The young prince frowned and a little absent-minded: "I also need to thank you for your help to discover these."
"No, I mean, with their abilities, I shouldn't have discovered them," "Their hidden abilities are excellent. If they were not aimed at me, then"
"It's just a suspicion. There is a saying that makes people know that it is an assassin, and it will always be a worthless assassin..."
"Assassin who makes people know that it is an assassin, he will always be a worthless assassin?" His voice was very soft, but the master who was surrounded by him happened to catch it. His eyes tightened and he repeated it, as if he could sense it was obvious that it was obvious.
It is not simply despising, but meaningful.
"Where is the king now, and who are around?"
After all, this place is also an important place in the imperial city, and the defense should be absolutely strict. After all, the defensive magic circles are masterpieces from the masters. They are randomly in and out by a group of people. Wouldn’t it be the old faces of some big-hitting mages?
But now I've hit him in the face,
"The number of enemies is more than ten! Now...there are thirteen people reported to be killed, seven of whom are important officials of the kingdom...six are seriously injured and have died."
After all, the guards in the palace are of excellent quality and the magic array system is complete and neat enough. After a moment of chaotic turmoil, they have already obtained a general situation from the news about the communication crystal.
"This number of people may just penetrate from the outside of the palace, but the possibility is very small. After all, this is not an outer area. With the number of guards in Louvre, they cannot hide for a long time without being discovered... The remaining possible
The only one who is more attractive is…”
"Anyone whom I'm sending it in?" Strand frowned and spoke, so Rudolph next to him immediately turned to the Cavalier Captain with three feathers on his helmet: "What's the big transfer recently? At least five
Above people?”
"This... all transfers in Louvre are only completed by at least two of the Knights of the Guards, the Mage and His Majesty themselves. Others have no right to complete such transfers, even if it is His Majesty the King himself,
The staffing configuration in the palace cannot be easily changed... However, when His Majesty the Emperor is sick and unable to manage the government, this right must be handed over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Please wait."
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Or the first assassination was the work of His Highness, but the second time was absolutely impossible... The current king who was prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period died under the custody of one of his sons and the most favorable competitors to the throne.
, So what will everyone react to this? Will you believe this is an accident? As long as you manipulate public opinion a little, it will be difficult for the unlucky guy to explain the facts...
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