Chapter 284 Assassination II

In the room, the bonfire in the fireplace was still burning, and after all the candles were blown out, the flames brought only light to the dark room.

The light and shadow danced with the beating of the flames, and the shadows in the entire room opened their teeth and claws like wild beasts.

But the person on the bed fell into a deep sleep unconsciously. The sound of long breathing made the black shadow who entered the room couldn't help showing a smug smile.

Different from ordinary sleep potions, what he uses is more high-end products.

Even seriously, it is not a harmful potion at all, on the contrary, it is a tranquilizing potion that helps sleep and restore energy; some nobles and royal families always use such tranquilizing potion to let themselves sleep quickly, And, have more energy the next day.

However, such a calming potion is in his hands, and there is often no second day after being used.

The tip of the tongue lightly licked the interfering lips.

It's not because of nervousness, just because of excitement.

In fact, every mission, no matter who the opponent is, he will have such a sense of excitement, and it is precisely because of this sense of excitement that people fear and awe him in the underground world of Horsh County; after all, Even if the target is a baby who has no power to fight back, his excitement can make him strike without hesitation.

This is cruel to other targets.

But for him, it was an ultimate enjoyment - the spray of scalding blood, the feeling of soaking himself, always made him addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

And this is also the reason why he always lacks female companions.

When he reached the peak of excitement, the female partner under him would always be disembowelled by his own hands.

on the third time. Still after the fourth time. Even if it is taken from his reputation. Nor did any woman want to cling to him, so he had to resort to rougher methods.

Direct looting.

Aside from those nobles, ordinary wealthy businessmen and ordinary people are too simple for him, so simple as to be casual.

However, it was not without accidents.

For example: the commissioner of this mission!

The other party has a considerable reputation in Horsh County.

But he has similar preferences.

The first acquaintance between the two parties was to compete for a goal.

However, the subsequent development made him unexpected that when the other party fell into a disadvantage and was about to be beheaded by him, the other party proposed to cooperate.

And after the other party showed enough sincerity and gave him a lot of Kimpton and women, he chose to cooperate.

After all, the other party is just a guy who can be crushed to death, plus more Kimpton and women can be harvested. What reason does he have for not agreeing?

And what happened afterwards undoubtedly proved the correctness of his choice.

More territory. With the help of the other party, it became his naturally, and then, there were more Kimptons and women...

Of course, he didn't pay nothing.

It seems that in this situation, he always needs to take action.

However, he didn't feel disgusted.

After all, he is always addicted to such a job, isn't he?

Hei Ying looked at the sleeping target, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and slightly restrained, he slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist, raised his legs, and walked towards the bed lightly.

At the head of the bed, he saw the huge sword and saber.

Clearly, the target has been completely disarmed.

However, even if the target is fully armed, so what?

The opponent is just a great knight, but he is infinitely close to the silver level, and even, in some respects, is the real silver level existence.

The strengths of the two sides are not at the same level at all.

If he didn't hate frontal combat and couldn't reveal his identity at all, he could completely defeat and kill the target from the front.

"As long as the result is the same, the method doesn't matter at all!"

Facing the helpless target, Soi Ying couldn't help muttering to himself, while the dagger in his hand pierced the target under the quilt as fast as lightning.

Even through the quilt, Sombra is absolutely sure to kill the target with one blow.

You know, a real assassin, not to mention being blocked by quilts, even if the target is in the carriage, can accurately judge where the target's vital points are under the cover of the wooden boards.

It's a kind of assassin's training.

It's the same as the training of thieves and digging out other people's pockets.

puff!

Chi, chi!

The dagger pierced into the quilt without obstruction, and went straight down, piercing directly into the 'target' - but the feeling of touch made the black shadow stunned.

Then, the sound of something running out of air filled the entire room.

wrong!

Hei Ying was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and the sound of strong wind from behind his head made him instinctively rush forward instead of turning around to fight.

Fighting head-on is always a matter for fighters.

And the assassin?

Stealth, raids, and assassinations are what they are really good at.

The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, even far exceeding that of ordinary arrows, so that the arrows shot from behind did not catch up with the target at all, and were nailed to the bedpost.

At this time, Sombra had already jumped straight onto the bed.

His eyes scanned the crossbow bolts that pierced the bedposts—short and made of fine steel, and the arrows glowed faintly under the firelight.

Undoubtedly, this is the arrow of a crossbow.

Almost instantly, Sombra confirmed his guess.

And just at this moment——

Whoosh!

There was another sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air.

It wasn't coming from the previous direction, but from the dark place in front of him.

Compared with the suddenness before, this time the shooting was equally sudden, and the distance between him and the crossbow bolt was getting closer, which undoubtedly meant danger.

Heiying's legs didn't move, and his upper body bent back, forming an arch bridge-like appearance.

The arrow of fine steel almost passed by the shadow, making his lower abdomen cool down.

Whoosh!

He didn't wait until Sombra stood up. Another crossbow shot through the air.

This time it came from the other side of the bed. It aimed straight at the waist on the side of the shadow.

Without any hesitation. There is no choice, the black shadow can only change from an arched state to a lying state, and the upper body is still on the ground, and the legs are resting on the bed.

Undoubtedly, this is a rather awkward and uncomfortable position.

Not only vulnerable, but. After attacking, except for rolling, it is difficult to dodge effectively, let alone counterattack!

Moreover, precisely because of this awkward and uncomfortable posture, Sombra believed that the real attack was coming!

After all, wasn't the opponent planning a series of attacks just for this moment?

And the attack that can most threaten him...

under the bed!

Such thoughts appeared in Sombra's heart almost instinctively.

Click!

Pooh!

In the sound of solid wood cracking. There was a sound of a blade entering the body, mixed with it.

That solid wood bed. Under the bursting force of the black shadow's legs, it was instantly broken from it, but as the big bed was broken from it, a gleam of coldness flickered underneath.

But at this time, the black shadow could no longer hold back or dodge.

After all, he is not good at strength, and in order to 'split' the bed and the people below, he not only exploded with all his strength, but also used a secret technique.

Therefore, with all his strength, he couldn't dodge at all.

He could only watch helplessly as his legs were pierced by the arrows buried under the bed.

Even if it was, he tried his best to reverse this situation, and all the bones in his body were rattling under the influence of these two forces.

There is no change in the slightest.

The arrow still pierced his legs.

Two on one leg and one on the other.

Undoubtedly, this is fatal for an assassin who is good at speed!

An assassin who has lost his stealth and speed is like a chicken in water. Not only is he ugly, but he is also in mortal danger——

Sombra didn't forget that the one in the room hadn't shown up until now!

Obviously, the other party is not an easy target who knows nothing as his collaborator said!

On the contrary, the opponent is definitely the most difficult target he has ever met.

The other side should have a master assassin as protection!

After all, the arrangements in front of him not only gave insight into his actions, but also arranged them one by one, interlocking with each other, making him completely powerless to fight back.

Even, from the moment he entered this room, he entered the opponent's trap.

Damn it!

The black shadow who cursed furiously in his heart, used his hands instead of his feet, and quickly 'ran' towards the window.

At this time, there is no difference between choosing doors and windows.

He can be sure that no matter where, there is an ambush.

However, even if this is the case, he will definitely not be caught without a fight, because he knows very well what will happen to him once he is caught by Earl Hosh.

Even with hands instead of feet, Sombra's speed is extremely fast.

However, when he was still one step away from the window, his whole body began to weaken, and stars began to appear in front of his eyes.

Instinctively, the shadow looked at the bonfire that was still burning in the fireplace.

"Anesthetic, anesthetic..."

He muttered to himself in such a low voice, his tongue was straightened because of the numbness.

And in front of his eyes, his target slowly walked out of the shadows in the corner of the room——before the other party didn't act, he never thought that there was someone there.

And when the opponent moves, the shadow seems to follow, making it difficult to find. .

"Hazy, hazy shadow..."

The black shadow seemed to have thought of something and wanted to shout out, but the paralysis effect began to spread throughout his body, making him unable to even speak clearly.

Of course, what's more important is that Dean picked up [Sharp Thorn of the Wind] and swept the sword across the opponent's throat.

puff!

Blood flashed.

ps first update~

I just finished coding the last chapter of "Rebirth of the Demon Hunter"... Decadence inexplicably raises a feeling of embarrassment from the bottom of my heart...

It's as if the child has grown up and left home.

Want to cry... (to be continued...) ()