The assassin reacted quickly. In the next second of shock, the stream of light in his hand had already swept towards the figure like lightning.
This attack did not have the astonishing momentum of the sneak attack on Eliza, but it was more concise and effective, and its power was not much inferior.
The mysterious figure did not move. Just as it was about to be pierced by this attack, the stream of light suddenly stopped, as if a poisonous snake had been suddenly grabbed by its weak point.
It turned out to be an awl, with a snow-white blade and a strange pattern vaguely visible on the handle. The tip of the awl was easily grasped by a hand, and no matter how hard the assassin tried, he could not advance or retreat.
The assassin's full force attack was easily blocked by the other party. His heart trembled, and he decisively abandoned his weapon. At the same time, a ball of flame burst out, and then under the cover of the flame, he quickly retreated like a light smoke, and in a few leaps, he had already escaped.
In fact, this light smoke figure that escaped was just an illusion. The real assassin had already quietly sneaked in another direction, and in the process of sneaking, he quickly changed into a cloak.
The cloaked person swaggered through a few streets and came to an alley. Finally, the feeling of danger was gone. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that there was something in his hand. It was an awl, and the tip of the awl was casually grasped by a hand. No matter how hard he tried, he could not advance or retreat.
Was it just … an illusion? The assassin felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that the strength of this mysterious enemy was unfathomable. He did not care about hiding anything, and the tip of his tongue quickly spat out an inaudible incantation, and the sharp awl suddenly shot out a dazzling light. "Light of Extinction!"
With the sharp awl as the center, the light that shot out spread out like a small sun, bursting with destructive light and heat.
To the assassin's horror, everything within the range of the "sun" light did not burn and evaporate at a high speed as expected. The surrounding space was filled with an incomparably strange power, and the Light of Extinction seemed to fall into a quagmire, and was quickly devoured.
The assassin felt that his power was pouring uncontrollably through the awl in his hand towards the other party, and his body kept trembling. Finally, the other party stopped the devouring power and let go of his hand.
The assassin held the awl and staggered a few steps back, but did not escape. The difference in strength between him and this mysterious enemy was too great, and it was unrealistic to escape or counterattack. It was better to save his strength, and if necessary, at least there was a possibility that he could end his life.
"Who are you?" The assassin finally spoke. Surprisingly, it was a woman's voice. It was a little hoarse, and it was hard to tell if it was the original voice.
"I should be the one asking that." The man seemed to be smiling. Although he could not see his face clearly, he could feel the meaning behind that smile. "'Light of Extinction' is a top-level light spell, right? It seems that when you attacked that girl just now, you seemed to have deliberately hidden your most commonly used attack method and the characteristics of your strength? "
After a moment of silence, the female assassin asked, "You're not one of her people?"
"Her? That girl? I don't know her, "the man said with interest." I'm just a guest, and I'm a little interested in what happened. Especially the serial killing you set up, it's ingenious. First, he used the failure of the group of assassins to attract everyone's attention. Then, when everyone let their guard down, he suddenly killed them. If it were me, I would also find it hard to guard against it. "
The female assassin clutched her injured shoulder and shook her head. "If I was facing a true Saint-tier powerhouse, I wouldn't have been able to achieve my goal, even if it was a sneak attack. Moreover, that so-called killing trap was set up by herself. I just played a small role in it on the spur of the moment. "
Although the female assassin's face was covered by a layer of strange power, the man's faintly red eyes seemed to be able to penetrate that layer of concealment, directly looking at her face and even her heart. The female assassin felt like she was completely naked. She was secretly shocked. This mysterious man must be a true Saint-tier powerhouse, or even had reached the peak of the Saint-tier. In the human world, this kind of powerhouse was already the pinnacle of existence that everyone had to look up to. Unless it was the legendary peak of those who were closest to the Gods, such as …
"So it's a trap within a trap." The man seemed to understand and nodded. "If … I say, you can use the whole thing in exchange for a chance to leave, what will you choose?"
The female assassin replied resolutely, "I'd rather die."
"I can see your determination from your eyes, then …" The man held his chin and thought for a moment. "Alright, you can go."
The female assassin was a little shocked, and then showed a look of suspicion. He was letting her go so easily? Could it be that the man was really just a passerby who was just asking out of curiosity?
"That's right, there's still a price to pay …"
The man's figure instantly appeared in front of her. The female assassin was about to attack when she felt that her body was completely out of control. Then, a thick male aura pressed against her, and before she could react, her mouth was already sealed by the man's lips. Her body trembled, and it was as if she had fallen into a dream.
When she woke up, the man and the strange illusion had disappeared without a trace, as if what she had just experienced was really just a dream.
The female assassin subconsciously touched her wet lips, clenched her teeth, and covered her shoulder with her hand, before disappearing into the night.
At the same time, on the other side of the Radiant Temple, Chen Rui touched his lips, revealing an expression that did not know whether to laugh or cry. Under his bestowal, the avatar had a relatively independent consciousness, and could act as another person. This consciousness had the ability to not betray the avatar, but it also had some of Shura's original characteristics, such as … the behavior just now.
The feeling of intimate contact was transmitted to the main body through some kind of mysterious connection, and it made Chen Rui quite speechless.
In the Radiant Temple, Paul had already rushed over upon hearing the news, and brought Eliza into the room for emergency treatment. Outside, Wesley and the other Knights of Light were tightly guarding, and even Solanton was not allowed to approach.
The assassination this time was very bizarre. The moment he was surrounded by the Curtain of Darkness, Chen Rui clearly felt that Eliza's mental strength was spying on him. Chen Rui did not know where he had exposed himself. At that moment, the one that Eliza paid the most attention to was not the assassin, but him. It could also be that the assassin's strength was not enough for Eliza to be cautious.
When Chen Rui discovered that one of the assassin's targets was the fat priest Mana, several thoughts flashed through his mind in that instant, but in the end, he did not make a move. Mana's goal was the bishop position of King Yangshao's capital. In the past 2 days, because Chen Rui successfully got Eliza's "appreciation", Mana's mind was more active. While he was secretly delighted, he was also afraid that this partner would be out of control. He asked Chen Rui to go to the Church of King Yangshao's capital to be the Knight of Light. He even faintly revealed the intention of using the contract as a threat.
Chen Rui did not have time to accompany the fat man to be involved in the church's power game. As for the threat, it was even a joke. Now that Eliza was spying on him, he simply stood by and watched.
He did not expect the second assassination in advance, but the assassin's strength of the peak stage of the Demon Emperor could not hide from his senses. After discovering that the assassin's target was Eliza, Chen Rui decisively gave a reminder this time.
Eliza's identity was special. Once she died here, everyone present could not get away with it. It would definitely affect his plan to sneak into the White Cliff, so he made a prompt decision. As a result, Eliza and the assassin were both injured, but they finally saved their lives.
The information that Shura gave back made Chen Rui a little confused. Judging from the mental fluctuations of the female assassin, she should not be lying. This time, it was not a serial killing, but a trap within a trap. In other words, the first assassination was controlled by Eliza herself. The female assassin just cleverly mixed into Eliza's layout and took the opportunity to launch a fatal blow.
So, the real murderer who killed Mana is Eliza? Mana didn't even have the time to curry favor with Eliza, let alone offend her. Moreover, if Eliza really wanted to kill Mana, she could do it with just a flick of her finger. What was her purpose in using the name of the "Dagger Brotherhood" to kill him?
Also, who was the mastermind behind the attack of the Dagger Brotherhood on the way to Garton City?
With all kinds of doubts, Chen Rui looked at the VIP building that was guarded by a few Knights of Light in the distance. With a thought, his body suddenly became transparent, merging with the darkness and disappearing.
In Paul's room, light burst out.
Two figures were sitting cross-legged, one in front of the other. Paul's left hand emitted a ball of dense golden light, fusing into Eliza's naked back. There was a terrifying wound on her back. This process was slow and careful. Paul's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and Eliza's skin started to twist strangely, as if there was a snake wriggling inside. Eliza clenched her teeth and tried her best to endure the pain. Her body was covered in cold sweat, and the speed of her wriggling became faster and faster. She moved to a cut on her right wrist and suddenly spat out a yellow liquid.
When the liquid fell on the ground, the specially made hard wooden boards were instantly corroded. The yellow liquid gradually turned red, and finally turned into blood. Only then did Paul let out a sigh of relief. He retracted the golden light, and a ball of soft white light appeared on his right hand. The wound on Eliza's back gradually healed, and eventually, not even a scar could be seen.
In terms of healing, light magic really had a magical effect that water magic could not compare to. However, healing magic was not omnipotent, and there was a time limit. Using it continuously would not only greatly reduce the effect, but it would also destroy the body's self-healing ability and cause internal injuries, unless one had a special physique like the Body of Light Blessing.
This time, Eliza's injury was not light. Although Paul had helped to remove the hindrance in her body, that kind of light magic could only heal her external wounds, and the internal injuries would need a long time to heal.
"Alright … thank you." Eliza's tensed body softened. "Help me put on my clothes. I'm exhausted."
Paul stood up and helped her put on a robe, then stepped back.
"Is he that scary?" Eliza's voice was a little weak. "Help me wipe my sweat. I really don't know how you're a man. You don't like women at all."
Paul took out a towel and helped her wipe the sweat on her face. His gaze fell on the pair of considerable peaks on the girl's chest, and he slightly moved his eyes away.
Eliza was a little dissatisfied with his disregard. She was about to speak, but Paul already spoke, "What's going on with the assassin this time? Such a terrifying Scarlet Scorpion power, could it be the Prowler Union's Saint-level assassin? "
"Hmph!" Speaking of this, Eliza's eyes emitted a frightening cold light. "It's not the Prowler Union! Although she deliberately used an attack method and power attribute that she's not good at, in an attempt to deceive people, she couldn't hide it from me! "
Paul's expression changed slightly. He seemed to have thought of something, but in the end, he did not speak.
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