The palace corridors were unusually dim, with the candles extinguished.
In the darkness, a figure nimbly dodged the incoming white blade, and instead of retreating, accelerated forward.
Approaching swiftly, the figure pressed down on the guard's forehead with his left hand while his right hand used a dagger to quickly slash across the guard's neck.
laugh!
"Hehe...cough..."
The guard's eyes widened, and dark green blood gushed from his throat. He collapsed heavily to the ground after only a few struggles.
winter.
"Hmph~ Hmph, well, it's over."
The masked figure, who looked somewhat thin, bent down, pulled a dagger from the corpse at his feet, and smeared the blood on the corpse's purplish face.
"Tsk tsk tsk... So this is all the king's guards are like, hehe."
"Is this really not good enough? Is this all?"
That's it?
"I heard it was you monsters who chased them so hard last night? And this is how it ends?"
Wiping away the bloodstains, the dagger, gleaming with a green light, twirled deftly in his hand before being caught by the masked figure with two fingers.
He was dressed in a black hooded night outfit that accentuated his figure, paired with a mask that covered his face, and several daggers were tucked into his waistband.
Typical assassin attire.
Even with her face obscured, one could sense the extraordinary charm emanating from her deep purple eyes alone.
At this moment, the assassin's allure was amplified by the still-wet bloodstains on his clothes, making him appear exceptionally eerie.
Narrowing her eyes, she raised the dagger at the guard who was leaning against the wall with his head down, bleeding profusely from beneath him.
The guard looked lifeless, with only his slightly heaving chest as proof of his lingering existence.
"They're quite resilient, a bit stronger than your colleagues."
With a sneer, a smirk playing on his lips beneath the mask, the assassin shook his head mockingly and said:
"Alright, that's enough. Are you ready? Three...two...go!"
Whoosh!
Before the count could even reach one, the dagger was thrown forcefully, flying towards the guard's head.
Just as the stab was about to penetrate, the guard, who looked like he was about to die, suddenly tilted his head to the side!
Ding!
The dagger flew past the guard's scalp and embedded itself in the wall behind him.
winter.
Barely opening his eyes, the wounded guard unleashed the last of his strength and tumbled forward.
Unleashing all the power hidden within him, he frantically crawled towards the distant corridor.
He tried to let out a warning roar, but his throat had already been damaged in the first encounter, so he couldn't even cry for help and could only make a hoarse sound.
He could only try his best to crawl forward.
Time seemed to stretch on, and even a short distance seemed to stretch on endlessly.
The blood was getting cold, and the wounds were starting to hurt less.
cold.
My body is getting cold.
...Just a little bit short!
Once you get there, there will be other guards!
With the head guard present, this assassin will surely be dealt with easily!
The King and Queen must not be harmed! Absolutely not!
Absolutely not!
With great difficulty, they finally climbed over the corner, and the guard saw light...
!
!
Blood red.
The sight before him chilled the guard's blood, and Mo Hu's consciousness returned in an instant.
All I could see was a crimson red; blood was everywhere.
The once pristine marble corridors of the palace were now covered in thick bloodstains.
Several figures fell in pools of blood, including his greatest hope, the exceptionally brave captain of the guard.
"impossible……"
I must be dreaming!
He wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't, because he heard an uncontrollable sneer.
puff.
"Haha, look...isn't this a very exciting scene?"
What! ?
Squeak, click.
A tooth-grinding sound rang out, and the stunned guard suddenly felt immense pressure on his back!
The already broken bones reached their limit at this moment, with the protruding bone fragments piercing into the flesh, forcibly squeezing the air out of his lungs, and a painful groan came from his damaged throat.
"Cough!"
A tall boot stepped on it from behind and rubbed it hard with its heel.
"Haha, you're climbing so slowly! I waited ages to see your expression!"
"This scene is truly satisfying."
The assassin shifted all his weight onto the guard's back on one foot, then used his other foot to brace against the back of the guard's head.
With a mocking tone, the assassin asked:
"Well, shouldn't you tell me now? Where is the king currently?"
Where is the king?
His consciousness became hazy, and the guard was no longer able to think.
His body began to stiffen, and his heart, pierced by the broken ribs, gradually stopped beating.
king……
king!
Avenge us!
For us...
Card.
With a soft sound from an unknown source, the guard's consciousness was completely cut off.
"Don't stay silent, I won't rush you... Ah, dead?"
"Oh dear, I forgot, ordinary people aren't like Awakened Ones, so they can't be treated like that."
The assassin lifted his right foot, rubbed the sole of his boot with some regret, and looked back at the long trail of blood trailing behind him.
"Tsk, isn't this a bit too much?"
After a thoughtful moment, the assassin quickly shrugged and said nonchalantly:
"Never mind, they're just game characters anyway, it's no big deal."
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