The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Ascalon was confused.

She had no choice but to wander around this empty base, but she no longer lurked in the shadows as usual, but instead exposed her body openly.

Master assassins often have an exaggerated intuition. They can realize that someone is observing them, someone is harboring murderous intentions, and a murder is about to be carried out... Askaron can sense some hidden locations when he enters the base. It stings the eyes, but now there is no problem at all.

——The security guards reviewing the base footage have also disappeared.

She walked step by step, and the sound of her footsteps was enhanced by the reflection of this empty base, and finally sang softly in her ears.

Askalun moved uncomfortably:

The reflected sound was delayed, and its position was erratic, which always gave her the urge to look back.

But through the reflection of those discernible metal surfaces, she could not observe any living beings behind her.

But her intuition was racing in her head, and a premonition of danger was whimpering in her brain. Every time she took a step back, unspeakable anxiety and fear burned on the back of her neck, urging her to keep moving forward.

Askalen had no choice but to move forward. She walked through the empty activity area on the first floor, passed by the two-story experimental area where the stench still lingered, glanced at the display area full of weird human specimens, and finally passed the rest area for the experimenters.

A layer of deep black color gradually deepened over time. Askaron could clearly see the mist wrapped around the surface of every building climbing up the rock. The increasingly dense airflow even began to erode the air, and the vague shadows quietly relaxed. in every space within the base.

Askalon tried to touch the metal wall soaked by the airflow with his short knife, but there was no movement. The place seemed to be drawn into another space by black mist, and the transmission of sound was silently blocked.

She hit the ground with her high heels, and there was no crisp metal impact.

These sounds that she had avoided in the past seemed to be proof of survival. After losing them, Askaron realized how lonely and scary a world of complete silence was.

She had no choice but to continue walking down - the cave opened by the shadow demon she woke up and followed was a dead end from the beginning. The shadow demon used magic to separate and merge the earth, leaving only a hole as a Underground boat ride.

But now that Shadow Demon can't be found at all, this hole has long been integrated with the base, and Ascalon can no longer be told the direction to leave.

The silent march continued for a while. This base was very large and deep. The people who built this research base obviously knew that the experiments conducted here would not be very humane.

They buried the base so deeply that the sins were firmly locked in the underground of Kazdaele, just like the pain of Sarkaz for thousands of years, which would never see the light of day. In the end, they could only moan and roar in every corner. .

The more Ascalon saw, the more his anger grew.

Finally, when her anger and loneliness reached their peak, she came to the bottom door.

The bright Victorian inscriptions are inscribed on the door panel of this door, but based on what Ascalon thought and saw along the way, even the word "meeting room" carries an indelible smell of blood.

Her voice moved, but she finally said nothing and opened the door in front of her.

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"You came?"

A familiar voice rang in her ears.

Askaron followed the sound, but had to open his mouth in shock - he was wearing a familiar black tights and a white hood of the same style. The black sharp corners were swung back exactly the same, and even his pale face was exactly the same. …

——An Ascalon who looked exactly like her was lying comfortably on a large reclining chair in the conference room, crossing her beautiful legs covered with a layer of black stockings that shimmered under the light, while throwing a strange shadow dagger in her hand, While opening his eyes, he stared at Ascalon who knew nothing.

Askalen noticed that her eyes were very special - the pupils were exactly the same as hers, but the whites of her eyes were bottomless black, so that even the strips that divided the plump pudding into two peaks were exactly the same, sitting in an office chair The leisurely "Ascalon" is full of unparalleled malice and ferocity.

"Are you...that shadow demon?"

Ascalon subconsciously deduced.

"Well, that's right. It seems that the influence of the Communist Alliance on the host is not as great as imagined. In other words, Her Highness Ursa's mind-cutting is more powerful than I imagined. You are almost the same as before."

"Askalen" said boredly. She waved her hand, and the tables and chairs neatly placed in the conference room faded away like being eroded by shadows. With the strange air flow, the solid

The special material turned into a layer of ashes and eventually disappeared without a trace.

There was a seat in front of "Ascalon" that looked equally soft. She kicked the long leg that had beautiful flesh marks on the other leg, hinting to Askaron to sit on the opposite side.

Considering the difference in force between the two and the exit route controlled by "Ascalon", the master assassin who had served Theresia for nearly a hundred years finally sat down opposite "Ascalon" with his heart in mind, and the only resistance was It was just a pair of legs in the same style as hers, resting on the hips and relaxing.

"How did you...become like me?"

Askalon hesitated for a while, and finally asked this question that probably touched on Shadow Demon's deepest weakness.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Shadow Demon glared at Ascalon with a pale cheek that matched hers.

"That fog?"

"Yes, the Shadow Demon originated from the Shadow Realm, and the Shadow Realm is a space that is very different from the material world - so much so that if it survives in the Shadow Realm for a long time, the Shadow Demon will soon lose its foothold in the real world.

So we have to find that destined anchor point. Only by connecting with him or her can the shadow demon transform from a shadow that can disappear in the material world at any time to an actual flesh and blood body. The adult assassin in the world. "

"Then why did you..."

"That's a shell. Without that shell, I'm just a shadow. Not to mention hurting people, even communicating is extremely difficult."

"Ascalon" waved his hand impatiently, as if he didn't care that these private messages were known to Askaron.

"Then why did you kill Anchor? Will he be your weakness?"

The master assassin's heartbeat quickened and he took advantage of the gap to ask.

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"Ascalon" was suddenly silent.

She noticed Askaron's subtle questioning, and her dark, cold pupils stared quietly at the assassin sitting opposite.

This silence lasted for a long time. Ascalon could only endure the torture by observing the undulating black airflow, and said nothing as he looked at "Ascalon".

Did those mercenaries have this kind of emotion when they faced me?

Askalun was subtly distracted. He never thought that one day he would be stared at in such pain.

No wonder that w always trembles when he notices my presence - if such a sight suddenly appeared in the corner, I would also be terrified.

she thinks.

"That's not all you want to say, right?"

"Ascalon" smiled at her:

"Although I have always believed that nipping uneasy factors in the bud is the right approach, but who told Her Highness Ursa to pay special attention to you? - You really took advantage of the opportunity,"

The shadow demon "Ascalon" sighed: "If it were before or even after the delegation visited the Tower of Babel, I could crush your throat like bread, but who said now is the time to visit?"

"Especially, both His Majesty Ursa and His Majesty Raisan are very satisfied with Babel's cooperation - Askaron, you saved your life."

Askalen cannot be denied.

"Use words to explain the subtleties of an inexhaustible situation. Since you are also a master of shadow sneaking, I think it is better for you to realize the weight of it by practicing it - like this."

As soon as "Ascalon" finished speaking, a strange perception appeared in Askaron's consciousness:

It felt like manipulating a limb that already existed, but Ascalon had long ago forgotten about the companion third hand.

Shadows were no secrets to her at this moment. Even though the conference room was bright and bright, with only a tiny shadow present, Askaron still felt at home and powerful.

——The other limbs are constantly sucking strength from the shadows. The black mist that originally made her anxious and nervous in the silent underground base is now like relatives she has not seen for many years. Where they hover, every inch of space exudes "peace of mind." the taste of,

She finally gained insight into these swirling black mist:

They are not mist, and using Source Stone techniques such as wind and fire will naturally have no effect - this black mist is the natural product of the shadow demons dragging the creations of the material world into the shadow realm.

During this process, the Shadow Realm was hesitant, and the wide-open portal was in fierce friction with the material world of Terran human existence. In the end, all life was shattered and withered in the process, and the satisfied Shadow Realm let go of the empty and desolate buildings. , Shadow Demon also completed an ordinary territory expansion.

This has been the truth throughout the ages.

Those inexplicable empty cities, a large number of missing people, and the powerful King Sakaz who was assassinated by the Shadow Demon all have answers - the first two are the Shadow Demon expanding his homeland, and the latter is unavoidable for the underage Shadow Demon. Destiny hunts.

As for the King of Sakaz who exterminated the Shadow Demon, the truth is even more obvious:

Askalon could feel that as she became more connected and familiar with her third limb, the shadow world also let go of her cradle - the world that only belonged to shadow demons in the ancient books opened its arms to foreigners, and every inch of shadow was facing her. Master Assassin shows welcome.

Askalon understands that now as long as she finds a shadow to touch, even if it is a finger-sized and shallow shadow, she can get a steady stream of power from the shadow world just like the "Ascalon" in front of her. .

Her perception was going crazy, as if there was another Ah

Scarron was patrolling the surroundings for her. As long as there were shadows on the ten floors of the entire base, they would be undefended against the Shadow Demon.

It doesn't matter even if she's trapped underground: she can just find a shadow similar to her size and jump, escape into the shadow world and jump out directly from the ground hundreds of kilometers away. Askaron has completed an underground escape.

——So this guy used Source Stone skills to open this place just to lure me into a trap?

Askalon understood.

Shadow Demon doesn't need to painstakingly dig holes underground. She can sneak directly into the base as long as she finds the right shadow. Creating an empty warehouse is completely to lure Ascalon to take the bait, forcing the assassin master to be unable to leave and can only obey. favorable terrain.

"So it is, so it is..."

She murmured to herself, realizing how unwise it was for her to sneak in the shadows and approach the Shadow Demon not long ago: What is the difference between this and sneaking around in front of someone's house?

No wonder Babel and Tresis never took the initiative in the face of Lysandral - as long as there were shadows around them, Kazdel would naturally have the highest advantage in terms of intelligence!

"You see, this is why Shadow Demon wanted to kill the king at all costs."

"Ascalon" hinted:

"The situation is actually very simple - the fate of the shadow demons is anchored by that king. He bypassed the obstruction of the elders and seniors and successfully selected a Sakaz king to join forces. What else can the shadow demons do? In order to survive, they had no choice but to murder the king."

"Then why should I...? And w..."

"Because Her Highness Ursa participated in this experiment,"

"Ascalon" replied:

"Your Highness is a member of Eros. As long as there are intelligent creatures, they cannot resist her power - Your Highness Ursa has cut off your perception of the shadow world, so that as long as I don't let go, your instinct will There is never an option to return to the Shadow Realm.”

"As for that w," Shadow Demon seemed to be sitting a little uncomfortable, and stretched out. Askaron was surprised to find how soft and charming his body was:

——The straight body is pulsating from the fingertips to the toes, the faint outline of the muscles is full of elasticity, the beautiful thighs and plump mountains carry the delicacy and vitality of the flesh, and even the pale face is no longer an obstacle to the senses.

"Ascalon" is stunningly charming.

"You have to ask what she did when she was young - betrayal, ambushes, mass deaths - it just happened to happen at the door of the Shadow Realm that had been dormant for thousands of years. The sacrifice of flesh and blood started the resurrection of the Shadow Demon."

"It's just that she is a little stupider than you. She has never been close to the Shadow Realm since then. In the end, we new Shadow Demons took her designated seat. The advantage of the Shadow Demon King is that without going through the coming-of-age ceremony, he will still obtain the interference substance. The flesh of the world—it will just grow like her.”

Ascalon said gloomily.

"So w she..."

Askalen thought of something.

"You are right," the shadow demon opposite confirmed her suspicion: "She could have been the king of shadow demon, but who let W, who was still young at that time, run away? There is no one on the throne, and the newcomers will naturally rely on it. Strength gained qualifications.”

wThat idiot...

Even though she had received relevant training early on, Askaron still couldn't help but feel pain in her heart - she never thought that there was such a power lurking in the depths of the shadows, and his original master knew nothing about it. In the end, he was stuck Zdel picked the fruit.

"Okay, that's the end of the good boy's communication time, let's get out of here."

"Ascalon" clapped her hands, and in a daze, Askaron appeared above the underground base with a chair, and the hot wind full of sand and dust in the Kazdare Wasteland blew brutally on her hood.

Is this a space spell? !They can actually take people through space? !

Askalon couldn't help but begin to imagine the terrifying threat of this ability - to deploy troops in the shadows into an organized system. How many tightly guarded systems would this be a nightmare for? !

"Everything that needs to be explained has been explained. Now let's talk about the price."

Shadow Fiend interrupted Ascalon's increasingly ominous conception.

"Give me a name."

?

Askalon was confused.

"Your Highness Ursa's ceremony - either give a name or kill someone to get your name. I think you know how to choose, right?"

Shadow Demon shook the shadow blade in his hand.

Theresia?Kelsey?Ascalon?Ursa?Resandral?Zhuge Kongming?Tracy?

Askalon thought of many names.

In the end, she gave up the idea of ​​giving her an unusually bad name - the shadows in the wilderness told her that if it was really bad, the shadow demon Ascalon would not mind taking her name.

"Garuda, your name is Garuda."

Looking at her other self with all black eyes, Askaren decided on her code name with difficulty.

——It's really strange. Even though it was just a name, she always felt like she was incubating a new life.

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"Fia! Get out of the way!"