In the imperial city.
The atmosphere froze.
The news of the nobles and ministers being stabbed spread throughout the imperial city.
Irin held two daggers and slowly walked in.
At this moment, he gave people a feeling that he was filled with killing intent and that no one could get close to him.
Originally, an assassin would not be able to give people such an indescribable pressure.
However, this assassin had stabbed all the important nobles and ministers of the Twin Lions Nation. Just this terrifying battle record alone was enough to let people imagine how terrifying he was.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Irin was used to moving stealthily.
When he walked, he tiptoed slightly and did not make any sound.
However, every step he took felt like he was stepping on the chests of every knight, making them feel suffocated.
The moment Homeros spoke, Irin did not reply.
He did not stop.
He still walked step by step toward Homeros.
Even Homeros, the Sword Saint, the Great Knight of the State, the Ice Mountain Prince Charming, the dream lover of thousands of girls, and the man whose titles were so many that they couldn't put them down, wasn't afraid of him?
What a terrifying assassin!
The King of the Twin Lions Nation was slightly fat, and one side of his long beard was cut off. His expression was filled with anger and fear.
He did not expect that a small assassin, a man who pretended to be a hero, would be able to stab the Twin Lions Nation to such an extent.
Apart from this hall and the throne under his butt, the King did not dare to go anywhere else.
Everyone else was dead.
Not long ago, many people were drinking and chatting in this hall.
But now, they were all dead!
Blacksmith Ge did not say anything and walked out from behind the curtain.
Beside him was Wang Tiandi.
Irin looked at Wang Tiandi, who had a cold expression, and could not help but look at him with disdain.
Whose f * cking dog are you?
Blacksmith Ge did not know why, but after taking a few steps, he sat down in a corner of the hall. Without saying a word, he raised the wine jug and drank it in big mouthfuls.
Gou 'zi ran in front of Blacksmith Ge and shook his tail excitedly. A cyclone rose above his tail.
"You are a real dog."
Irin did not stop walking and said softly.
Homeros furrowed his brows and slowly typed out a question mark.
"Uh, I wasn't talking about you."
As he spoke, Irin took a few more steps forward.
His gaze once again fell on Homeros, and he made eye contact with this iceberg prince charming for a moment.
Irin … understood.
He began to take over the lines.
"You're already here, so why can't I come?"
"Insolent assassin, you dare to assassinate our king? You will die without a doubt."
I haven't pierced it yet.
"Homeros! Kill, kill him for this king! Execute him on the spot! "
The king seemed to be very confident in Homeros' strength.
Sitting upright on the throne, a strange ferocious expression appeared on his face as he shouted loudly.
"Understood."
Homeros slowly unsheathed his sword.
The long sword was unsheathed.
The gorgeous two-handed sword shone brightly.
It was a fair duel.
When the other knights saw Homeros pull out his sword, they had no intention of intervening.
They walked until they were fifteen meters away from Homeros.
Irin suddenly smiled.
He flipped his hand and took out a round bead.
This familiar scene made Homeros' eyes move slightly.
Irin didn't intend to do any additional tricks.
He directly smashed the "smoke bomb" under his feet and completely disappeared in the thick smoke. At the same time, he activated "Shadow Kill" and turned into a shadow.
Many of the knights present were Homeros' personal guards.
They had also participated in the city-wide search not long ago.
During the day, they watched as this man disappeared into the smoke without a trace.
So when Irin took out the smoke bomb, some of the spectating knights couldn't help but exclaim.
"He, that man, is here again!"
"Everyone, be careful!"
An exclamation mark popped up above the heads of the two rows of knights.
Don't misunderstand, this wasn't a mission.
It was a surprise.
Homeros raised his long sword.
"Sword Saint Domain, Anatta Realm!"
The moment Homeros shouted the name of the skill as usual, the Sword Saint's figure was enveloped by white light. A circle of light spread out with Homeros as the center.
"Oh?"
Irin followed the shadow and climbed to the ceiling.
Looking at the range of the circle of light, Irin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Not long ago, he had confronted Homeros.
At that time, Homeros' skill "Sword Saint Domain, Anatta Realm" had a range of at least 15 meters.
He didn't expect that the circle of light released by Homeros at this moment had shrunk by half. It looked less impressive.
He looked at the expressions of the other knights and the king.
They didn't seem surprised at all.
"So this boss usually hides his strength in front of others?"
"Oh, I see."
Homeros' position was very subtle.
The king's throne was exactly at the edge of Homeros' Sword Saint Domain.
In the corner of the hall, blacksmith Glang, who was drinking alone and getting drunk, suddenly raised his head. His turbid eyes silently looked at Homeros' back. His turbid eyes didn't waver for a moment, but his drinking motion suddenly stopped, as if his movements were suddenly stuck.
The king, who had a ferocious expression and a long brown beard, was also startled from the throne.
He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The light on Homeros' body had been hidden again.
But "Sword Saint Domain, Anatta Realm," a skill that could be called a sure-kill skill, had been released.
Homeros tapped the tip of his sword lightly on the ground.
No matter where the attack came from, as long as it entered his domain, he would be able to detect it immediately.
Irin, who knew stealth better than anyone else, and Homeros, who knew anti-stealth better than anyone else, were like the strongest spear and shield at this moment.
But almost everyone present didn't think that Homeros would be defeated.
Because Homeros was a Sword Saint.
A recognized Sword Saint.
A recognized handsome man.
Moreover, wasn't the Sword Saint's teacher also here?
Although he looked a little drunk, he was still the Sword Saint's former teacher.
Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to speak.
Except for a bootlicker who was still wagging his tail, time in the hall seemed to have completely frozen. It was quiet, so quiet that it was scary.
How quiet was it? Maybe if someone accidentally let out a fart at this moment, it would be as shocking as thunder.
Pop.
Suddenly.
The king was stunned.
He … was green.
【-3】
A green number floated up from the king's forehead.
The moment the king inexplicably turned green, two translucent daggers silently appeared behind the king.
[Shadow Following]!
[Shadow Killing]!
[Poisoned Dagger]!
[Two Daggers]!
[Focus]!
[Poison Assassination]!
Breathing Technique!
[Shadow Breaking Strike]!
Irin didn't have any emotions. He directly used a skillful combo, stabbing both daggers at the same time, fiercely stabbing at the back of the king's sparse head.
【-2333】！
The UI interface in front of Irin's eyes shook violently.
A big number rose from the back of the king's head.
Irin, who was about to throw another poisoned dagger and perform a second combo in stealth, was slightly stunned.
It was a critical hit!
It was a critical hit!
This … was very unexpected!
For some reason, Irin always felt that the probability of this game was a little floaty. It was clear that his heart rate was increasing, but the probability of a critical hit was scarily low. That was why Irin had the idea of using the God's Gift Panel to increase his heart rate to 100%.
Once it reached 100%, there would no longer be any probability.
This stab directly hit the critical hit. With the addition of various skills, the damage of this stab was magnified to a terrifying extent by the formula.
Four-digit damage!
Four-digit damage!
On the side, Sun Qi suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He was very surprised.
Not to mention Sun Qi, even Irin was stunned by this terrifying damage number for a moment.
This damage formula was very mysterious.
If this continued, he would be suspected of cheating!
Whoosh —
A big hole was stabbed in the back of the king's head, and blood spurted out.
As it spurted out, the king didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground, motionless, no longer breathing. The blood spurting out from the back of the king's head was like a small fountain.
The moment Irin stabbed with such a huge amount of damage, he habitually took potions and went into stealth, hiding in the darkness.
When the others realized that the king had fallen to the ground, Irin had already disappeared from in front of them and didn't enter battle mode.
"King!"
Sadness flashed across Homeros's eyes.
He exclaimed, kneeling on one knee in front of the king's body and closing his eyes.
The other spectating knights were completely stunned and froze on the spot.
Ah?
This, this, he died just like that?
The king died?
Without any preparation, he was suddenly gone just like that?
From Irin entering the game, to Homeros using a big move, to the king's head turning green, to the king falling to the ground and being declared clinically dead, the entire process was unbelievably fast.
Not even a minute had passed.
Too many things had happened in this short minute.
The biggest thing was naturally the king's death.
All the spectating knights didn't have time to react. They forgot to search for the assassin and also forgot to mourn.
Now … what should they do?
Speaking up to this point, the others suddenly realized that the grand knight was indeed a grand knight. His reaction speed was godly. He immediately knelt in front of the king and closed his eyes to mourn. He mourned for the king who was still alive not long ago.
Homeros remained in his former position.
He closed his eyes to mourn.
No matter who it was, looking at the back of the man, they could read the sadness and despair in his eyes. The emotions were like a rolling snowball, spreading throughout the hall. The others felt the same and understood the sadness in the heart of the man kneeling on the ground, Homeros.
"Grand Knight Homeros …"
All of a sudden, someone in the group of onlookers burst into tears. Someone finally reacted and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"The king … has been stabbed to death!"
This news would spread throughout the entire kingdom at the fastest speed!
[Congratulations, you have successfully assassinated the current king of the Twin Lions Kingdom.]
[Twin Lions Kingdom Reputation -2000!]
[Current Reputation Level: Hatred.]
[Please continue to work hard.]
…
"What the f * ck have I done?!"
Outside the city, Li Erpang, Ning You, and Xiao Chuer, who were struggling in the turn-based battle, received the good news at the same time.
Li Erpang's eyes rolled back, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He directly fell backward.
…
In the hall.
The knights cried in unison.
Homeros mourned.
It was as if everyone had forgotten about the assassin who had successfully assassinated the "king."
Irin hid deep in the shadows and frowned.
He stared at the side mission "Homeros's Deal." The mission completion progress of the mission was 1920. He was lost in thought.
No one noticed that the back of the king's head that had been stabbed was spurting out bright red blood. As the blood spurted out, it turned into a faint black gas.
Irin transformed into a shadow and suddenly appeared behind Homeros. Not far away.
Homeros was definitely still in the state of a Grand Swordsman. Irin didn't dare to get too close. He was afraid that Homeros would cut him with his sword.
As expected.
Homeros's armor trembled slightly. He seemed to have sensed Irin's approach.
"Xiao He."
Irin's voice came from the long shadow behind Homeros.
"Something's not right."
"The king is not dead!"
Hearing this, Homeros suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the "corpse" of the king in front of him in surprise.
He didn't have time to pursue the matter of Irin calling him "Xiao He."
And at this moment.
The king of the Twin Lions Kingdom, who was supposed to be completely cold, had his limbs and joints creaking and twisting on the ground.
Under Homeros's surprised gaze, the "corpse of the king of the Twin Lions Kingdom" was in a strange position. It was like a puppet that was being pulled, and the sound of joints bending could be heard.
He stood up again!
"Hehe … What a waste of a toy …"
The king of the kingdom was alive again?
This strange scene caused the cries that were rising and falling in the hall to come to an abrupt stop.
After Irin's reminder, Homeros's attention quickly fell on the "king."
He saw that the king's limbs were twisted at a strange angle. His head was hanging to the side. The king's eyes were rolled up until his pupils couldn't be seen. Red and black blood vessels gradually spread out from the whites of his eyes.
"Hehehe …"
A sinister and cold laugh echoed throughout the main hall.
Black blood seeped out from the gaps between the king's fingers and between his teeth. When he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with black, red, and white colors. This smile was extremely strange. No one was guarding it.
"Hehehe …"
All of a sudden.
In Irin's eyes, the information above the king's head that was supposed to be dead quickly changed.
[Puppet Master of the Six Evil Generals]
[LV:???]
So this was the real boss!
In the shadows, Irin suddenly realized.
Homeros suddenly smiled.
"I see, no wonder …"
Irin stood behind Homeros.
At this moment, he didn't know if it was Irin's illusion. He felt that after the king's change, the man in front of him suddenly relaxed a lot. It was as if some kind of burden was suddenly removed. The feeling that Homeros gave people was brand new.
The red name of the boss marked "Puppet Master of the Six Evil Generals" on his forehead smiled strangely. Those white and bleeding eyes made it impossible to tell where those eyes were focused or where they were focused.
But Irin, who was hiding behind Homeros, felt that he was being watched by the other party.
"As expected of the legendary Sword Saint Homeros. As expected of the hero in the prophecy. I have been lurking in this country for many years, but I was actually discovered by you. Ha, Homeros, you actually joined forces with outsiders to kill the 'king' … You are no longer worthy of being a knight. "
"Shut up."
Homeros's expression didn't change. He pointed his long sword and said coldly, "Damn monster, where is the real king?"
"The real king?" The Puppet Master chuckled. "I am the real king …"
"You've worked hard all these years, Homeros …"
"On behalf of my supreme 'Lord', I thank you for your contribution to the resurrection of my Lord …"
"Hehehe …"
"What a pity. Before my Lord was resurrected, I wanted to play for a while more."
Suddenly.
The knights all around groaned in pain.
Everyone's posture was the same as the "corpse of the king". Their joints were twisted, making crisp sounds. They couldn't help but walk toward Homeros.
The way their limbs were twisted, it was okay if it was a corpse, but if it was a living person … the pain was unimaginable. Fortunately, this was a game. Thinking about it this way, it wasn't so cruel.
"The ability of this boss seems to be to use some kind of skill to control the human body, whether it's a living person or a dead person."
"It's a little strange."
"And the boss' level is far beyond the limit of what I can detect. I don't know if Homeros' level is higher or if the Puppet Master's level is higher?"
"Six Evil Generals? What's their background? "
Although Irin coveted the experience points and the treasures that were about to be dropped by the boss, Irin didn't make a move as he wasn't confident. He turned into a shadow and moved quickly, once again lying in the shadow of the ceiling.
Fortunately, Irin's ability was like a cheat. Other than Homeros, who had activated the "Sword Saint Realm — Selfless Realm," who could slightly detect Irin's movements, the Six Evil Generals and the Puppet Master didn't notice Irin's movements.
"Homeros, I know you too well …"
"Because, all these years, I've been watching you …"
"Watching you grow up, watching you grow up, watching you practice swordsmanship …"
"I'm your 'father', Homeros …"
The Six Evil Generals cracked the corners of the Puppet Master's mouth. "Hiss …" The corpse's mouth really cracked. Two lines of red and black blood flowed down from the cracked wound. The big smile made him look like a Joker. It was very strange.
He suddenly turned around and looked at Blacksmith Ge Lang, who was silent in the corner, and let out a hoarse laugh. "You're old too."
"Yes."
Blacksmith Ge Lang closed his eyes and replied. He took a sip of wine and said expressionlessly, "Goodbye."
“？”
Homeros, who had been silent all this time, suddenly let out a long sigh.
"Father?"
"Ha."
Suddenly, a bright smile appeared on Homeros's face that Irin had never seen before.
His image as an iceberg prince charming instantly collapsed.
"Then die, 'father'."
"Sword Saint Realm — Extreme Refinement."
Homeros pulled out … his sword!
"Hiss …"
A dazzling sword light pierced everyone's eyes.
Including Irin.
The moment Homeros pulled out his sword and caused substantial damage to the Six Evil Generals and the Puppet Master, the rules of the game world came as expected. The shadow of a scale appeared above the hall, and a circle of light fell from the void and was about to envelop Homeros and the Six Evil Generals and the Puppet Master.
So, the battles between NPCs were also turn-based!
This thought just appeared in Irin's mind.
The sword light was as fast as lightning. The dazzling sword light made Irin, who was in the shadows, blink subconsciously. However, in the blink of an eye, that dazzling sword light had already disappeared without a trace. Homeros had unknowingly sheathed his longsword and stood there with his back facing the Six Evil Generals and the Puppet Master.
"It's over."
The Six Evil Generals and the Puppet Master's health bar were instantly emptied.
Insta-kill!
Before the circle of light and the shadow of the scale could completely fall on the two bosses, they disappeared again.
Irin's expression was solemn.
Once again, he was glad that he did not choose to kill this boss. It was the best decision he had ever made since he started playing this game.
Irin slowly looked to the side of the hall.
The cold moonlight shone through the gap and into the hall.
This palace in the king's city …
It was actually split open by Homeros's sword!
In front of Homeros, from the ground, the walls, and the ceiling, there was a neat, sharp-edged sword mark that cut everything within sight into two halves.
The left half, the right half.
Including the boss.
The boss did not even have time to fart. Under the Blademaster's Domain, which had been tempered to the extreme, it instantly turned into ashes and scattered in the hall.
How terrifying!
Homeros used a 45-degree angle to look up at the moonlight that penetrated through the sword mark. His expression was complicated as he muttered to himself.
He repeated the words that he had said not long ago.
"It's over."
The same sentence, three words. But in Irin's ears, the meaning was very different.
Irin did not dare to appear.
He was afraid that Homeros would not have enough fun and kill him as well.
Until Irin heard a ding in his ear.
"Ding!"
The mission was completed.
It was referring to Homeros's mission.
Although the 20th monster was killed by Homeros himself. But the system still determined that Irin had completed the mission. It could not be faked.
The moment the mission was completed, Irin finally let out a sigh of relief.
Thump, thump, thump.
After the Six Evils General, the Puppet Master, who had been killed in less than a minute, turned into ashes and disappeared, the spectating knights around fell to the ground one after another. They could not move and kept groaning on the ground.
The pain of being manipulated could not be alleviated in a short time. And the twisted joints also needed follow-up treatment.
"Come out."
Homeros said to the air.
Irin moved a little further away.
This time, he even expanded the range of Homeros's Domain to 30 meters.
This boss was too good at hiding his strength. He did not care about martial ethics. Even the Six Evils General, the Puppet Master, who had been watching him grow.
Seeing Irin standing far away at the entrance of the palace and not coming forward, Homeros knew the reason. He was speechless, but he was too lazy to say anything.
He was too tired.
It was over.
These words were not only directed at Homeros, but also Irin.
Using the communication crystal, Homeros quickly conveyed everything that had happened in the palace to his trusted subordinates.
The fact that the "king" was actually a "monster" was witnessed by so many spectating knights in the palace. It could not be faked.
And Irin's team also changed from "wanted criminals" to real heroes who worked together with the "hero, Homeros," to save the Twin Lions Nation from danger. They saved the 100,000 people of the Twin Lions Nation from the monster's control.
The most obvious change was …
All the NPCs in front of Irin's eyes instantly turned green.
They were all green.
Irin silently opened the panel.
[Twin Lions Nation Reputation: Friendly (06000)]
This was friendly!
Irin was both surprised and not surprised.
Even the reputation had become friendly. Irin felt relieved and walked forward. Looking at Homeros's slightly tired face, he smiled and said, "Little Lotus, do you have any worldview settings that you want to tell me?"
Homeros frowned and slowly typed a question mark.
…
…
All of this happened so quickly that it caught everyone off guard.
Fatso, who was surrounded and beaten by 100,000 red-named monsters in the central city, received the system message "Irin killed the King of the Twin Lions Nation" out of nowhere. He almost fainted and shouted, "It's over, it's over, it's over."
But unexpectedly, in just two minutes, in the direction of the palace, there was a loud bang. The sky lit up, and everything suddenly calmed down.
The 100,000 red-named monsters in front of him instantly turned green. They all became friendly NPCs.
Not to mention Li Erpang, even the experienced Ning You and Xiao Chuer felt that it was very ridiculous. They did not expect this at all.
They almost used their own backup plans and left little Fatso behind to escape.
Fortunately, they did not fall out.
Cough cough.
In short, everyone was happy.
When Ning You, Xiao Chuer, and Li Erpang were escorted by a group of friendly NPCs to the palace in the palace, they met up with Irin again.
Irin looked at the tattered equipment on his three teammates, whose durability was about to reach zero. He was very surprised. "Huh? Didn't I tell you not to come out? Isn't it better to stay in the prison and hide? How did you end up like this? "
After saying that, Irin showed a bitter and hateful expression. Why didn't you listen to my advice?
From the appearance of the equipment, one could imagine how badly his teammates had been beaten up that night.
Li Erpang: "…"
Ning You: "…"
Xiao Chuer: "…"
Homeros: "…"
Uranus: "…"
The whole world was speechless.
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