Heart of the Castle

Chapter 837 The Wind of Darkness Sweeps the Desert
Seeing the Great Imam Osama suddenly fall to the ground, the melodious ding-dong singing that reverberated around Zhimei Jiuquan was suddenly replaced by frightened screams everywhere. The concubines all dropped the things at hand and stood up one after another.The chief manager of Badam turned pale with fright, but just as he took a step in the direction of Jiuquan, he suddenly froze on the spot.

The body of the Great Imam Usama was convulsed on the ground, his breathing had almost stopped, there was only a thin and frightening hiss in his mouth that was opened to the limit, and his wide eyes were covered with terrifying bloodshot , if it weren't for the fact that it was out of focus, it would have been almost accusatory.Prince Ermufasa swallowed nervously, stepped forward and touched the neck of the Great Imam Usama with his hand, only to find that the muscles there were as tense as a rock.

This situation is obviously a sign of being poisoned by some kind of suffocating poison. Although Prince Ermufasa could not tell what kind of poison it was, it can be clearly ruled out that the Great Imam of Usama was choked by fine wine or Possibility of choking on citrus.

"Master Yalanskate?" Prince Ermufasa complained in a low voice, terrified, "This is different from the plan we discussed at the beginning, you shouldn't let him die here... In this way, I will How can I get rid of the crime of killing my father?"

"I didn't do this." A hiss like a poisonous snake spit out a letter sounded from the mouth tightly wrapped in rune cloth, and then the thin figure of the shadow assassin emerged from the shadow under Prince Ermufasa's feet Coming out, he walked towards the Great Imam Usama, who was limp and dying on the ground.

The Shadow Assassin who is good at ending life only needed a quick glance to confirm that the person in front of him had reached the end of his life, but he still bent down, inspected the dying man's mouth carefully, and then put his hand in.

This action provoked a terrified murmur in the tent, so only Prince Ermufasa heard Alan Skett's whisper, "It's 'kill me' Yes, although I carry Kayserol with me, but it's already Missed the last chance to save this life... Well, I found it, and the problem is indeed here."

The Shadow Assassin straightened up and showed Prince Ermufasa the thin thorn between the two fingers of his right hand.However, due to the very special material of the thorn, it appears translucent in the dim light, only the tip of the tip is slightly blue, and it took several seconds for Prince Ermufasa to see the thorn clearly. look like.

"This is...the murder weapon that poisoned Father?"

"That should be the case." Alan Skett nodded, and then turned his red eyes to the beautiful waitress who was still holding a plate of citrus, "The thorns are hidden in those citrus, sharp Even if your throat is scratched, you won’t feel too much pain...Prince Ermufasa, do you believe that His Majesty the Great Imam of Usama is so lucky that if you just take it, you will get the only one hidden Tangerines with poisonous thorns?"

This is of course impossible.Prince Ermufasa stretched out his arm without hesitation, pointing to the maid who looked pale, "Master Badam, go and find the guard of the Golden Tent, this woman poisoned His Majesty the Supreme Imam !"

The body of the head of Badam trembled, the original calm demeanor of the head of the court had disappeared as early as the time when the Great Imam of Usama fell to the ground and died. "His Royal Highness Prince Ermufasa," he did not turn around to leave, but carefully glanced at the dead body lying beside the Jiuquan, which was no longer convulsed, and then said, "Go and call the Golden Tent Guards now." Are you coming... Isn't it really you?"

"For the sake of Allah Mingyan, what are you still doing there?" Prince Ermufasa suppressed the last thought that was just about to move in his heart, and yelled righteously, "Boss Badam, are you doubting that I will Will I kill my father whom I respect wholeheartedly? Will I have a heart of disobedience to His Majesty the Supreme Imam in the golden tent favored by Allah Mingyan?"

Director Badam was obviously in a state of confusion, he looked at Prince Ermufasa with a pale face, and then at the body of Imam Usama, "Okay, Your Highness, I Go and summon the guards of the Golden Tent."

"Oh, I'm afraid there's no need to be so troublesome anymore." A gentle voice passed through the arch and resounded under the horseshoe-shaped dome, and several maids uttered short exclamations.Prince Ermufasa turned around quickly, and saw a blond young man dressed in a strong Arthurian style walking into the wine spring from under the arch. The black cloak fluttered behind him, revealing the crimson silk in it Lining, it looks like blood.

"Mingyan Allah!" the director of Badam blurted out in a sharp voice, "Foreigner, how did you enter the sacred Golden Tent of the Great Imam? Could it be that the Hundreds of Immortals and other guards of the Golden Tent are deaf and blind? Trash?"

"You shouldn't blame them for this, the dead can't stop anyone from entering this tent." The blond young man replied in a flat tone with a careless expression on his face.

"Dead, dead man?" The voice of the head of Badam suddenly rose, "Impossible, the guards of the Golden Tent are all the elite of Abraham, and Lord Tuha Sauddin is a majestic knight, how could he be killed so easily?"

"Tuha Sauddin? Are you talking about the desert knight with the manticore badge on his shoulder?" The blond youth had a smile on his face, "He's very good, very good, he can make me stop There are not many guys who come to take it seriously. Oh, by the way, there is also a guy called Taldan, the Lion Slayer, who is not bad, and when the two of them teamed up, they blocked me for ten seconds before I died."

"Liar liar! Lord Tuhasauddin will not let you go! Come, come!" When the chief altarman screamed again, Prince Ermufasa's shoulder suddenly rang Feeling the pressure of one hand, he hurriedly turned his head, and saw the shadow assassin Arlan Skett passing by with a stern face, and the voice from his mouth was low and almost like raving.

"escape."

The blond-haired young man didn't pay attention to the alderman who was dancing like a clown in front of him at all. Seeing the shadow assassin with double blades approaching step by step, his expression finally showed something different from a smile.

"Alan Skett, the elite shadow assassin, the thief who stole a trace of the original power of the shadow from me, are you finally ready to face death?"

"It's not just me who is facing death, you are also the same." Alan Skett replied softly, and the hissing ending made his tone look cold and cruel. "I will not be killed easily, and no one has ever been able to escape the soul-hunting dagger of the shadow assassin."

"Then let me make history." The blond-haired young man still showed a casual smile, but the movement of slowly pulling out his sword showed that he did not dismiss the threat of Alan Skett. "Let me think about it, what is the reason for Levi Ston to send you here to die? Aha, it can't be to steal Abraham's kingship, right? That innocent and cute little guy has finally become black-bellied Then who was sent to the Kingdom of Deldes? Scourge Knight Rodriguez? Or Seraph Angel Restoration Robinson?"

"It's enough for you to know who your gravedigger is." Yalan Skett announced in a deep voice, and then continued to take a step forward. The next moment, the figure of the shadow assassin disappeared out of thin air, and the tent All the lights in it flickered suddenly, and countless black shadows gathered towards the blond youth.

The blond young man raised his long sword calmly, milky white light flowed on the blade, exuding inexplicable power, "What a stupid choice, Alan Skett, if I were you, I would take advantage of this Opportunities run as far as possible."

The Shadow Assassin's answer is a poisoned dagger thrusting from the gloom.The touch of green on the blade is like a ray of bright sunlight in the forest, but it brings a fierce murderous intent to steal souls and lives.The blond young man's calm horizontal sword stopped him, but within the interval of two heartbeats, the poisoned dagger and the white blade collided more than ten times.

Prince Ermufasa knew that he should flee immediately, but he found that he couldn't move no matter what.A magnificent battle dance that cannot be described in any words is going on in front of him. The milky white sword blade cuts through the air, leaving long-lasting brand marks, while the dagger is strange and changeable, appearing from various unimaginable directions. Violently tore at the defense of the blond youth from top to bottom, left to right.The poisonous alchemy dagger with blood-sealed throat appeared several times less than ten centimeters from the blond youth's cheek, and the white blade also swept across the shadows churning in the air several times, leaving behind many rune bandages The fragments swirled and flew.

However, this war dance is not safe for everyone who is in the beautiful Jiuquan. As soon as the alderman moved his steps, his head slipped down from his neck without a sound, and he fell to the ground with a pool of blood.This has set the best example for all those who want to escape here, so Prince Ermufasa can only look at the two sides in the fierce confrontation in fear, holding the hand that once belonged to the Great Imam of Usama with his fingers convulsively. The thick-bladed scimitar cannot move at all.

The Shadow Assassin Adams Kite has carried out countless killings. Long before forming an alliance with Levi Ston, he was already a well-known assassination master in the Abyss Demon Realm. After paying a high price, he stabbed the dagger into the chest of his employer.He has assassinated powerful plane lords, strange abyss monsters, and faced the persecution of several colleagues, and killed them one by one after escaping.Killing and killing was something more familiar to Alan Skett than breathing, but he was sure that he had never encountered such a difficult target.

The dagger stabbed out from a tricky angle again, and was intercepted by the long sword with incomparable precision. The milky white light launched a counterattack in less than one-tenth of a breath, pointing directly at the face of Arlan Skett who was hiding in the shadow. forehead.The Shadow Assassin barely activated his abilities, and retreated rapidly the moment the blade was in front of him, but he still felt a threatening icy piercing through his brows, piercing his bones.

Alan Skett gritted his teeth, the original power of the shadow increased wildly, and the darkness once again spread in all directions, but an idea rose in his heart for no reason, piercing into his mind like a wedge, even if the shadow assassin exhausted all his will There is no way to drive it out.

In the face of Thomas De Jansen, Lord of the Eyes, or the dark side of the person who has already occupied this body, the creator of the Alchemy God Realm Castle Heart, the legendary shadow assassin Alan Skett has no chance of winning at all.

"Ah, that's right, of course there is no chance of winning." Aranskate drew a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth wrapped in layers of rune cloth strips. Although the Shadow Assassin is proud and conceited, he is not a fool who can't see the difference in strength. only. "The original power of the shadow in my body comes from that person. Of course, he can use it more skillfully than me. As for seeing through the shadow assassin's invisibility ability, since even Levi Stone, who was just familiar with the power of the castle heart, can If you can do it, there's no reason why the dark side of the person who holds the other half of the Castle Heart can't do it, right?"

For an assassin, there is nothing more stupid than fighting head-on. No matter how powerful the poison-enhanced dagger is, it is no match for the ferocious long sword and brilliant fighting spirit.

In front of this formidable opponent, he has no advantage at all, and there are countless intertwined possibilities, but each of them ultimately leads to death.Alan Skett thought, maybe his decision was not correct, and it would not be a bad choice to run away when the dark side of that person just appeared.

At least not worse than dying here.

"It seems that you have understood the gap between us?" The blond young man felt that the murderous intent approaching from the darkness was no longer sharp, and a smile began to spread from the peak of his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth, "Alan Skett, a good Assassins should also have a smart mind, if you offer your loyalty to me now, you will have a top position in the glorious empire that is about to rise."

A whirlwind suddenly blew up in the golden tent, and all the candlelight lights fluttered against the wall like banners blown by the strong wind, countless shadows swayed and gathered to form a thin figure, Alan Skett calmed down with blood-red eyes Quietly watching the blond young man with a stern expression, but without the slightest fear or uneasiness.

"I reject."

"That's a pity." Neither the tone nor the expression of the blond-haired youth showed the slightest surprise, as if he had expected such an answer. "Can I know the reason? Alan Skett, before your soul is crushed and decomposed? Perhaps I need to remind you of one thing. The Alchemy God Realm can indeed revive the life that has received the soul imprint in the form of an alchemy creature, but In the face of the same source—even stronger power, no soul imprint can escape."

"Is that so? The soul has been completely crushed and decomposed?" Aranskaite replied in a very calm and calm tone. The blond young man couldn't help frowning slightly, and he even saw a hint of gratitude in those blood-red eyes. "This is really a suitable ending for me, a bloody, ruthless assassin. I have also thought about how I should redeem my filthy soul after Lord Levi Ston has accomplished his great deeds? Now it seems that I am not disturbed." The Eternal Sleep is also good, right?"

A trace of gloomy anger flashed deep in the eyes of the blond young man. Of course, he could see whether the words of the Shadow Assassin came from his heart, and it was too difficult to force the soul of a legendary strong man to be loyal to him. Consuming ten times the power of the Alchemy God Realm of the Shadow Assassin Arlan Skett, there is only a negligible success rate.

"Since this is the case, no matter what reason you use to reject me, it doesn't matter. Alan Skett, I thought you would make a wiser choice...but that's fine, let your soul stay here for a long time Shatter it under the sword!"

As the tone of the blond-haired young man suddenly became cold, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into an unbearably bright light, tearing apart the shadows, driving away the darkness, and filling the space under the horseshoe-shaped dome with a sense of aggression. Strong pure light.The beloved concubines and maidservants around Zhimei Jiuquan lay tremblingly on the ground, and almost lost their breath immediately; and although Prince Ermufasha could barely hold on with his peak fighting spirit, he couldn't help it. It was blank, almost unconscious.

Alan Skett narrowed his eyes, the light that bloomed from the blade was not purely intense, but eroded by some kind of original power, making his body feel like being soaked in boiling water, and the tingling sensation was almost everywhere . "This feeling is... Dark Sun Cry Soul Breaker? No, it should be a copy... A copy that is more perfect than the original, without the existence of self-awareness, but its power has not been weakened by half."
"What a precise judgment, Alan Skett, do you really not consider...surrendering to me?"

The voice of the blond youth resounded in the infinite light, his tone was gentle, but his actions were completely opposite to what he said, the blade of the Soul Breaker pierced out soundlessly, almost faster than the speed of thinking , pierced through the thin body wrapped heavily in rune cloth strips with one blow.

The Shadow Assassin endured the stabbing of the white blade almost motionless, while holding the dagger tightly with both hands and poking forward with all his strength.However, this final counterattack didn't even touch the blond youth's clothes. The sharp emerald green blade just pierced half the distance before it slipped from the limp fingers and made two crisp clangs on the ground. .

Seeing the Shadow Assassin's body slumped down, the blond young man didn't show any joyful expression, "Gods be damned, let this guy's soul escape!" A deep cursing sound flowed from his mouth When he came out, he could feel the white sword in his hand whimpering in dissatisfaction.

The Soul Breaker didn't taste any soul at all!
A strange light flashed in the blond youth's eyes, and he snapped his fingers. Four bluish-white portals appeared beside him at the same time, and more than a dozen dark elves walked out of them. Everyone's body was wrapped in a In the black matte mithril chain armor, two fine gold scimitars with faint magical fluctuations hung from his waist.

"Before sunset, I don't want to see anyone who has a team leader or above survive in the army of the Kingdom of Abraham, and I don't want to see any Arthurs in the Golden Desert."

The dark elves bowed deeply at the same time, stroking their chests with their hands, their voices as soft as black silk accompanied by the tinkle of the most beautiful wine spring, "Obey, Lord Dischfriedrich."

(End of this chapter)