In the evil space.
Silent black clouds were rolling.
The black object on the ground was between solid and liquid, and it constructed everything in front of her.
The black shadow seemed to be a part of this world.
In fact, Irin had already figured out the origin of the other party.
"The Assassin."
The black shadow had no facial features on its face.
Even the proportions of its limbs showed a strange sense of disharmony.
Twisted, strange, and mysterious, this was the assassin.
Yes.
The Black Assassin who followed the call of another Holy Grail and came out of the Throne of Heroes was not a specific person in a certain history, a certain story, or a certain legend.
In fact, it was not even a person.
First of all, to understand this point, she had to really understand what the Assassin was.
Only a competent assassin could make people die without knowing why and with a dumbfounded look on their faces.
Killing someone with just a flick of the wrist and leaving no trace behind for thousands of miles was the style of an assassin.
No one would know who the real Assassin was, and no one would even know whether the Assassin was male, female, old, or young. In history, all the unconventional deaths and all the fear would be blamed on a mysterious "assassin".
To put it bluntly, it was very simple.
The Assassin who came out of the Throne of Heroes was the concept of the Assassin itself.
It was precisely because of this that the Assassin's sword should be some kind of Noble Phantasm, a Noble Phantasm with the concept of "death." Once stabbed, it would take away a life.
After understanding this point, Irin understood.
At the same time, Irin also knew how to deal with this kind of pure Assassin.
Even if the Assassin had no face and no identity, in the concept of all the people who were killed, the Assassin must first be a "person."
No matter how good its stealth was, in the final analysis, in the fear it spread throughout history, it could not be separated from the concept of "person."
Heroic Spirit was the manifestation of legends, concepts, and fantasies.
At the moment of killing, it must return to its physical body, otherwise, it would not be able to stab.
When Irin made the plan to capture the Assassin, she formulated several contingency plans according to different possibilities.
One, the Assassin appeared.
Two, the Assassin did not appear.
If he doesn't show up, it's easy to deal with him.
But what if they did?
Here came the problem.
Who was the person it wanted to kill?
Was it Irin or Frank?
This time, Irin did not make fun of his teammates.
He told Borl the truth about this possibility.
Frank expressed that he understood. He gritted his teeth and agreed to the plan.
In the end, the Hitman appeared and chose to stab Irin.
The most ideal outcome would be for Irin to make use of the "Laughing Mask · Body of Ten Deaths" effect to be immune to ten lethal attacks for a short period of time. Irin would then take the damage and take down the "Black Assassin" with a single shot.
Then, he turned around and killed the "Black Caster".
This was the most ideal ending.
This way, the other side instantly wiped out two heroic spirits, achieving great results. This wave of attacks was in the bag.
However, the Hitman on the opposite side did not die. Irin could only open the subspace at the same time and drag the "Black Assassin", which was still in his body, into the subspace.
He really did not believe that the other side's knife could pierce through the subspace like Miriam's curry stick.
If it was really so powerful, Irin could not do anything about it. This was unsolvable.
Fortunately, this Mr. Assassin had not reached the point of being unsolvable.
It stood in place, tilting its featureless head, as if it was puzzled that Irin was still floating in the air.
There were no shadows around Irin.
This was his subspace, everything was up to him.
"Click."
With the crisp sound of reloading, Irin began to shoot indiscriminately at the shadows on the ground from the air.
Tut tut tut.
The two-handed revolver, with the strong support of the flow of magic between breaths, was played like a machine gun by Irin.
The bullets passed through the Black Assassin, but the other side was unmoved and did not seem to be hurt at all.
"The highest level of aura concealment."
"Once hit, it will be a fatal attack."
"Virtual and real switch."
Irin roughly guessed the other side's ability.
Once the Hitman was in the open, it would not be difficult to deal with after the mysterious veil was removed.
The shadow swayed slightly, sank into the ground, and disappeared from Irin's eyes.
At this point,
Yi Lin's "Laughing Mask · Body of Ten Deaths" still had eight minutes left.
The remaining number of immunity deaths, eight times.
That knife stabbed Irin twice and consumed two lives of Irin.
It was very scary.
Irin reluctantly put away the Death Revolver.
It fell back to the ground.
Victory and defeat were only in an instant.
The other side would only transform into a physical body at the moment of "stabbing" him.
Irin still had eight chances.
"I've never been so glad that my luck is so low."
Irin wore the hanging ring on her hand, and a helpless smile appeared on her face.
"Grip of Annihilation!"
…
…
Outside the subspace.
Irin and the Black Assassin disappeared from the spot.
This was a variable that was expected. Boll's assassination operation did not become hesitant or changed because of Yi Lin's assassination.
She was also a professional Hitman.
To be able to stand out among the seven people and be suitable for the "Assassin" rank meant that her assassination ability had been recognized by the Holy Grail.
She was very steady.
The shadow attacked Irin. To be honest, Borl felt lucky.
It was a fifty-fifty probability.
But the other side's luck did not seem to be very good.
Even God did not favor that man.
"It's over."
Borl's knife stabbed into Nikola Tesla's neck.
But suddenly,
There was a slight change in Frank's cold expression.
The tip of her knife was clearly aimed at the other side's neck.
She was very familiar with this posture.
This knife cut through the other side's carotid artery and trachea at the same time.
She even had time to add another stab and cut off the other side's head to keep as a souvenir.
But …
When her knife touched the other side's body, it could not advance any further.
It could not move.
It was as if the knife itself did not want to move.
No matter how hard she tried, she could not stab it down.
"There's something wrong with the knife!"
Borl's heart skipped a beat. Her five fingers tightened and loosened, and she let go. The knife that no one was holding was suspended in mid-air.
Borl did not hesitate. After abandoning the weapon, her five fingers twisted towards the other side's neck.
"Bzzt!"
The moment Borl's fingers touched Nikola Tesla's skin, dazzling electric sparks suddenly burst out between her fingertips and the other side's skin.
Bang!
Borl's entire body went numb, and her hair stood on end. With a muffled groan, she flew backward.
She was electrocuted!
This man had electricity on his body!
Great Governor Bohr rolled on the ground and quickly stood up.
But at the same time, Borl's legs went soft and she almost fell back.
She was electrocuted!
Borl looked at the other side in shock.
She had experienced countless trials and tribulations.
In the cruel trials, she used all kinds of methods to survive.
Step by step, she walked to her current position.
She controlled a country.
The future was promising.
The trials made Borl's sense of danger different from ordinary people.
Otherwise, she would not have been able to live until now.
She deeply understood a principle. It was not that the higher the level of the skills, the higher the attributes, and the more tools one had, the longer one could live.
The secret that really allowed an apostle to live for a long time was "foresight".
When it was time to attack, attack, and when it was time to run, run. This was the secret of longevity.
This man was unrivaled!
In an instant, this thought flashed through Borl's mind.
She was an assassin. It was too disadvantageous for her to confront a magician head-on.
Moreover, she failed to hit him with her first attack and the last attack failed. She had no reason to stay here.
"Let's go!"
In the blink of an eye, Borl made a decision in her heart.
She decided not to wait for Irin to come out.
Originally, there was no friendship between the two of them.
They were maintained by their thin "teammate" relationship.
There was no reason for her to risk her life for Irin.
Moreover, Irin and the assassin from the Black Team had been away for a long time and had not come out. What if Irin failed?
What if Irin was killed?
Then, the assassin from the Black Team who killed Irin would come to deal with her next!
An assassin in the open would not be able to deal with the joint attack of the two heroic spirits from the Black Team at the same time!
Borl shook her wrist, and her military uniform shook. A smoking pipe appeared in her hand, and she blew out clouds of smoke.
In the blink of an eye, Borl's figure was hidden in the smoke and disappeared.
"Haha, the ability to turn the body into particles is really eye-opening."
A few seconds after Borl disappeared, Nikola Tesla regained his vision.
Other than the initial shock, his face was unbelievably calm now. There was a smile on his face, and he was polite, like a knowledgeable sage.
It was hard to imagine that he had just survived a wave of assassination with this expression. The feeling of "fear", "lingering fear", and "hurry up and run" could not be read on Nikola Tesla's face.
"Bzzt!"
"Bzzt!"
"Bzzt!"
Bright electric sparks bloomed around Nikola Tesla.
Nikola Tesla snapped his fingers and casually drew a line beside him. The electric sparks formed electric arcs where his fingers slid.
The shape of the electric arcs changed rapidly, and in the end, they became four "ball lightning" the size of a fist.
The "ball lightning" circled around Nikola Tesla, and its trajectory was very much like a satellite orbiting a planet.
Nikola Tesla completed all of this in a calm manner.
It took a total of ten seconds.
In the distance.
Suddenly, there was a cry of pain and the sound of electric current in an empty place.
Governor Borl's body was smoking, and she was "bounced" out in a cloud of smoke.
Yes.
That posture, that turbulence, that tremor, it was like a lump of soft meat being bounced back after hitting the wall.
After all, Borl was a close-combat apostle, and her physique was not to be trifled with. Moreover, when she became a heroic spirit, she was also given the "magic resistance" class skill. Although the "magic resistance" class skill fell on "Assassin", the ability evaluation was only a mere C-level, which meant "ordinary". However, this "ordinary magic resistance" also allowed Borl to quickly recover the ability to move her limbs after being electrocuted.
However, when she was escaping, she was bounced back by an invisible wall.
She felt that she was electrocuted again.
How was this possible!
What ability did the other party have?!
Tap, tap, tap.
Nikola Tesla, who was wearing shiny leather shoes and surrounded by four "ball lightning", walked gracefully toward Borl, who was smoking and lying on the ground.
He chatted as he walked and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Look at this ball. Is it big?"
Borl: "…"
"Do you know that ball lightning is a rare physical phenomenon in nature? It can only form such a relatively stable plasma under extremely harsh conditions. " Nikola Tesla exclaimed, "However, this physical phenomenon, which is extremely rare in science, has been completely recreated by 'human power' under the power of the Holy Grail and the heroic spirits. This was a completely unimaginable miracle when I was alive. "
— "Miracle."
This word came out of the mouth of a scientist, which was slightly out of place.
Borl stood up expressionlessly.
She knocked on the tobacco pipe.
The thick smoke condensed in Borl's hand and turned into a fog-shaped knife, which seemed illusory.
"What did you do to me?"
Governor Borl asked coldly.
"Oh, are you referring to the 'phenomenon' just now?" Nikola Tesla had a look of realization. He pointed behind Governor Borl and said apologetically, "Sorry, I can only say that you are unlucky. Before you came, I set up an 'electrostatic charge field' around you. Originally, these charges were not very lethal, but I was able to detect your arrival through the changes in the 'charges.' "
Governor Borl's eyes flickered.
She was just asking, and she did not expect the other party to answer honestly.
However, she did not expect that this "black caster" turned out to be a chatterbox and exposed his ability.
So Borl listened silently and became an excellent listener.
Nikola Tesla explained, "But when you turned into a particle state just now, every part of your body, every particle, reacted with the static charge around you. Believe me, the formula involved is so complicated that even I can't calculate how the positive and negative charges in your body cancel each other out. But the final result is that a magnetic field is generated in your body, and it has a strong repulsive reaction with the surrounding electrostatic fields. "
Borl was shocked.
But after the shock, she quickly accepted the cruel reality.
The "particle state" that she relied on to survive had put her in a situation where she had no way to retreat!
She was trapped in this cage called "magnetic field"!
Because there was electricity in her body, the same poles repelled each other, because of this ridiculous scientific principle!
"So, I'm really sorry."
After Nikola Tesla finished his explanation, he politely bowed to Borl to express his apology. After that, he flicked his finger, and four "ball lightning" quickly shot toward Borl.
As Nikola Tesla said, there was electricity in Borl's body, and the four "ball lightning" were attracted by the magnetic field of Borl's body. The four "ball lightning" did not need to deliberately aim, and the four "ball lightning" directly floated toward Borl.
No matter how Borl changed her position, the four "ball lightning" tightly followed and got closer and closer to her.
Borl's forehead was covered with cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and no longer held back.
On the back of her hand, the three "command spells" that Gilgamesh gave her disappeared one by one and turned into a huge amount of magic power, which poured into Borl's body.
In that instant, Governor Bohr felt as if she had been stuffed and stretched open, making her feel like burping.
After all, assassins were not good at magic, and Borl herself was not a magician. As a "container", she was too narrow. She almost could not contain the explosion of magic power caused by the three "command spells" in a row.
However, Borl gritted her teeth and persisted.
Borl's figure divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen.
Her body was covered in a hazy fog, and her face was expressionless. Holding a knife, she charged toward Nikola Tesla.
Nikola Tesla did not seem to expect Borl to have such a trick up her sleeve. He quickly retreated and wanted to run away.
"You want to run?"
Borl sneered and released her biggest trump card in this Holy Grail War!
…
"Boundless Emptiness"
"Level" A +
"Type" Perception Relic
"Effective Range" 1 ~ 9
"Maximum Capture" 10 people
…
"Boundless Emptiness!"
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