Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Sauron and the black-robed man stared at each other, the air thick with an invisible tension.

Endless Blade, the legendary divine weapon, trembled slightly in Sauron's hand, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

"His target is you."

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The black-robed man vanished suddenly, unbelievably fast, as if he had never been there at all.

Sauron's nerves were stretched to the limit, he knew he was facing unprecedented danger.

"Hiltin! There's an assassin!" Sauron's shout cut through the silence, echoing in the empty castle.

Hiltin, who was still dividing the spoils with his men, dropped the silver plate in his hand upon hearing this.

The sound of the plate hitting the ground was crisp and piercing.

Hiltin instantly came to Sauron's side, his eyes sharp as an eagle, scanning every corner around him.

Following closely behind was Eaton, who quietly guarded Sauron's other side.

The three of them stood back to back, vigilantly observing their surroundings, ready to face any possible attack.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the assassin finally appeared.

He was dressed in black, his face covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold, ruthless eyes.

The dagger in his hand shimmered with cold light, heading straight for Sauron.

Hiltin was the first to react, Hiltin's longsword weaving a dense, impenetrable defense.

The assassin's attack was skillfully defused, but his movements showed no signs of slowing down.

Eaton suddenly thrust his sword from the other side towards the assassin.

The assassin's movements were bizarre and unpredictable, avoiding the attack in an unbelievable posture in the air.

The next second, he appeared on the other side of Sauron, each attack aimed directly at Sauron's vitals.

Eaton and Hiltin cooperated seamlessly, they seemed to be one, skillfully defusing every attack of the assassin.

Eaton's knight's shield was like an insurmountable mountain, always appearing precisely in front of the assassin, blocking his attack.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, each knife and each sword narrowly avoiding the opponent's attack.

The assassin's eyes became increasingly cold, he obviously did not expect the strength of these two guards, Eaton and Hiltin, to be so strong.

Time passed by, and the assassin began to show some impatience.

He suddenly changed his tactics, his figure shuttling between the two like a ghost, trying to create chaos.

Eaton and Hiltin remained calm, their defense was like a copper wall and iron wall, leaving the assassin with no chance to take advantage of.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, the assassin revealed a flaw.

Hiltin seized the opportunity, his knight's sword cutting through the air, stabbing straight at the assassin's chest.

The assassin reacted quickly, but was still a step too slow, and was cut on the left arm by the knight's sword.

The assassin grunted, his figure retreating violently.

He took a deep look at Sauron, and then disappeared into the darkness.

The battle ended so suddenly, that both Sauron and Hiltin were a little stunned.

Sauron looked in the direction where the assassin disappeared, a sense of inexplicable fear rising in his heart.

This assassination was just the beginning, but he didn't know who sent this assassin.

Prince Corwyn shouldn't have such assassination power, only the blood tears at the corners of the assassin's mask reminded Sauron of that infamous assassin organization in the game—Blood Tears.

This organization is first!

Yamaguchi is the Crown Prince William of the industry.

The Blood Tears organization appeared fifteen years in advance, which is not a good sign.

Hiltin and Eaton guarded Sauron in the middle.

Hiltin said with firm eyes: "Your Highness, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

Sauron nodded, looking at Hiltin gratefully.

This was Hiltin swearing allegiance to him.

And in the darkness, the assassin clutched his injured left arm, his eyes flashing with resentment.

He knew he had failed, but he had no intention of giving up.

He would wait for the next opportunity to launch a fatal attack on Sauron again.

This contest of assassination and counter-assassination has only just begun.

"What a waste!" A contemptuous sneer rang in the assassin's ear, as if mocking his incompetence.

At this moment, the guard knights led by Hiltin had already acted quickly, surrounding Sauron, forming an indestructible defense line.

The assassin knew that the situation was irreversible, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the castle like a ghost. His speed was extremely fast, his movements agile, and he had already moved away from that territory belonging to the nobles in a few ups and downs.

It was not until he entered a dilapidated town that the assassin stopped. He looked around, made sure that no one was following him, and then said: "An eighth-order guard knight, a sixth-order guardian knight, they are both knights who specialize in protection, powerful and well-coordinated. Such a defense line cannot be broken by me alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint, indistinguishable voice, male or female, came faintly: "Hehe,

Are you making excuses for your failure?"

The assassin frowned, obviously quite afraid of this voice. He snorted coldly and retorted: "Three, you say it easily, if you have the ability, go try it. Those two are not easy to deal with, don't just stand there and talk without back pain."

"Three" was not angry, just chuckled and said: "Okay, it's okay if this mission fails, we will always have a chance. However, your speed is quite fast, you escaped so far in such a short time."

The assassin's face improved slightly after hearing this. His speed was indeed his greatest reliance. When he escaped just now, those knights and cavalry did not notice his departure at all.

This was also the only thing he was proud of.

The conversation between the two gradually disappeared into the night, and the assassin re-integrated into the darkness,

Waiting for the next opportunity.

He knew that "Three" was right, they would always have a chance, as long as they waited patiently, they would always find a breakthrough.

Since Three had already appeared, it meant that the organization had foreseen the possible failure of his assassination attempt.

Three, as a master in the organization, his appearance usually indicates that the next task will be more important and tricky.

Next time, he will fight alongside Three, such a combination will undoubtedly greatly increase the chances of success.

Although he was dissatisfied with Three's seemingly superior attitude, whenever he thought of Three's half-smiling expression and the superiority revealed in his words, he felt a burst of anger.

However, he had to admit that Three's strength was indeed above him.