[Evil Shadow·Handmade destructive bomb·Zero]
Category: Consumables
Maker: Merlin
Quality: Epic
Weight: 210g
Durability: 10/10
Attack power: Weak
Traits: Hemolysis, Death, Evil Shadow
[Note 1: The test bombs made by Master Merlin in his spare time cannot be mass-produced due to the high cost. 】
[Note 2: When exposed to blood, ablation will cause irreversible serious damage to the target's central nervous system, neuro-endocrine system, and blood system in a very short period of time. It cannot be neutralized by conventional immune mechanisms such as magic and fighting spirit. It is harmful to the legend. Any life form in the conventional sense at this level is a huge threat. 】
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【Shadow Spear】
Weapon Category: Single Pistol-Set
soul binding
Quality: The only epic - can grow
Attack power: very low
Attributes: All basic attributes +10%
Set effect:? ? ?
Attack interval: extremely long
Ammunition: Shadow Curse Bullets
Number of remaining ammunition: 5/6
Equipment requirements: Jiawen
Traits:
1. [Critical]: The Shadow Gun cannot be loaded with conventional ammunition. It can only use automatically generated [Evil Shadow Cursed Bullets] or ammunition with [Evil Shadow] characteristics.
2. [Evil Shadow]: When the ammunition is lower than 6/6, the Shadow Gun will automatically generate an [Evil Shadow Cursed Bullet] every minute that cannot be taken out and has a constant attack power of 'medium'.
3. [Criticism]: The Shadow Gun can give an ammunition [Evil Shadow] with an attack power no more than 'stronger' and a quality no less than 'uniquely fine', turning it into a weapon that can only be loaded and fired by itself. Exclusive ammunition, and its effect is randomly increased by 1%-25%.
4. [Attack]: Attacks launched through the Shadow Spear will be given a random effect.
※The current effects and their probabilities that may be given are: 8% burning, 8% bleeding, 8% slowing, 8% cursing, 8% armor breaking, 8% confusion, 8% silence, 8% paralysis, 8% hitting Retreat, 8% sure to hit, 2% freezing, 2% petrification, 2% coma, 2% sleep, 2% freezing, 2% blinding, 2% fear, 2% penetration, 2% poison※
5. [Rebel]: Select the additional effect of the next attack and increase its effect by 100%. If you use the Shadow Gun, you will be sealed for 24 hours.
6. [? ? ? 】
[Remarks: The reward for the second stage of the talent [Crime of Betrayal]. 】
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Boom! ! !
Almost the moment Gavin pulled the trigger, a small blood hole appeared in the unsuspecting Arthur's heart, and his face quickly turned from rosy to pale, with a pair of eyes that were constantly flowing with pus and blood. Staring wide, he staggered and fell down under Gavel's horrified gaze.
The next second, Eliza Logan ripped off her necklace, ignoring the shocking blood marks on her neck, and directly released the epic dark demon spell [Soul-Burning Cross] sealed in the necklace. , tightly binding Gawen, who had no resistance at all, to the bone cross that appeared out of thin air and burned with pale flames.
It's a pity that all this is in vain.
Gavin, who had no intention of leaving the Griffin Dynasty alive, was enjoying the soul-burning pain while looking at Arthur Bohe, who had begun to bleed from his seven orifices and gritted his teeth to support himself in the unbearable pain, and smiled: "Please allow me to express my most sincere apology to you, Your Highness Arthur. Although you are a respectable opponent, it is precisely because of this that my boss has to let you leave early. I hope Haihan will do it."
This sentence was like a direct sentence of death to Arthur.
It's not Gawen's blind confidence. You have to know that she activated the [Rebel] trait of the Shadow Spear the moment she fired the gun, and forcibly gave it to Merlin. It was guaranteed by Merlin himself. It can kill anyone who doesn't want it as long as it breaks a little oily skin. The bullet's [bleeding] trait surpassed that of an epic peak powerhouse, and successfully hit Arthur's heart.
No matter how strong the latter's physical quality is with high-level strength, even if the attack power of the Shadow Spear is only 'extremely low' and the attack power of the warhead is only at a 'weak' level, even if this is the center of the Griffin Dynasty, no matter how Both treatment methods and drug resources are unimaginably rich. Even if more than three legendary healers can be summoned every minute, Arthur will definitely die!
This result was doomed as early as the moment Eliza invited Gawen to attend today's dinner.
In other words, it was doomed when Mo inserted Gawen into Griffin and sent Merlin's special bullets to her through secret channels.
"Arthur!!"
The next second, the eldest princess of the Griffin Dynasty, Govil Logan, let out a mournful cry, knelt on the ground and hugged tightly the prince from a neighboring country in front of her who had clapped her chest to express her loyalty to her just a few hours ago, with tears in her eyes. Staring at the latter's withered cheeks covered with bloodstains, he said in a trembling voice: "You...don't let anything happen to you...don't scare me! Don't scare me!"
The latter's response was a haggard smile and a mouthful of muddy blood.
"What did you do to him, Gavin!"
A flash of silver light flashed across the storage wristband of Eliza Logan's right hand, and the next moment, a magic sword with dark red flames appeared in her hand, firmly pressed against Gawen's throat.
"It's obvious, Your Highness."
Jia Wen, who was firmly bound on the bone cross, smiled sincerely, as if the burning pain in his limbs that could make ordinary people forcibly disconnect did not exist and said softly: "I killed His Highness Arthur Bohe. In full view.”
"ah!!!"
Screams of fear and fear rang out at the right time. An aristocratic lady whose reaction ability was above average took a few steps back in fear. She took a last look at Arthur, who was the center of the banquet not long ago and was now dying, and cried. Howling, he rushed out of the venue.
The other little nobles who reacted one after another were also the same. After all, these low-level nobles who can only be used as foils in most cases do not have a strong psychological quality. In addition, they are so pampered that they have never seen many in their lives. He was bloodthirsty and experienced several major events, so he was so shocked by the scene of "the prince of a neighboring country was assassinated in front of his eyes" that he ran faster than a rabbit.
The royalist nobles who had a higher status and had seen the world silently gathered behind Elisa.
"Immediately block the news, contact the headquarters of Dawn, Sun, Church of Abundance, Apothecary Association and Magician's Guild, and tell them the current situation of His Highness Arthur as soon as possible. I want to see them fighting against the strongest man in Brorid within five minutes. The person in charge should be quick to remove himself from the imperial capital, and also inform the diplomats of the Dreamland Theocracy, the Silver Alliance, and the Adolf Free Territory stationed in Brorid about the situation, and seek their help."
Elisa issued the order to the nobles behind her without looking back, and then casually drew a bloodstain on the side of Gawen's neck. Her eyes, which were usually lazy and soft, were so sharp that she said coldly: "Arthur Your Highness is still alive.”
Gawen watched with interest as the nobleman who had no reaction at all and didn't even call the guards methodically carried out the order. After a few seconds, he turned to Eliza again and chuckled: "But he won't live long."
"Tell me how to save him."
Eliza gritted her silver teeth and blinked at Gawen, then struck a sword with her backhand, leaving a deep and bone-visible cut mark on the latter's long, white and smooth leg: "Or you'll die!"
Gawen, whose blood volume dropped to a dangerous value, just shook his head, and then silently turned his gaze to Arthur, who was spitting blood from his mouth.
Bang!
An invisible force accompanied by large amounts of turbid blood exploded from Arthur's body, which had gradually begun to fester over a large area. The prince, who had suppressed the progress of the body's collapse, didn't even look at Gavin and Elisa. He just held Gavel's little hand that was pressing on his heart with an extra gentle movement, let out two dry and harsh laughs like old bellows, and whispered: "Tell...the Sin Lord... ....Or Duke Fossey...Duke Digory, anyone but my father...ahem...father, let them... ...Steady...steady Your Majesty...thoroughly investigate the true...truth, and never do anything impulsively!"
"Arthur!"
Gavel shook her head desperately and choked up: "Go and tell them yourself! Go and tell them yourself! Don't let anything happen to you...I..."
"Gavel."
Arthur, who had lost several teeth, coughed several times in pain and said hoarsely: "Also, what I told you before...that..."
"I promise you! I promise you!"
Ignoring the surprised and incomprehensible looks of Eliza and the nobles behind her, Gavel leaned on Arthur's chest and said loudly: "I am willing to marry you, to Chauvin, as long as you..."
"No."
Arthur patted Gavel's shoulder and interrupted her. The prince, whose flesh and blood was gradually collapsing, smiled, raised his last bit of strength, and looked steadily at the bloody princess in front of him: "I want to say Yes, forget those words, I was just teasing you."
"Arthur! What nonsense are you talking about..."
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at the same time
Chauvinist Empire, Sinlord's Residence, Study Room
A breeze blew by, and the dark elf girl with a cold temperament appeared quietly in front of the desk. She looked coldly at the man shrouded in darkness in front of her and said in a deep voice: "Jiawen told me... .Arthur is dead.”
"Well, if we count the time, it's almost time."
Sin Lord, who was in a slumber, opened his eyes as deep as the abyss, nodded slightly and said, "Very good."
The girl clenched her fists tightly, and after a while she repeated word by word: "Very good?"
"Yes, very good."
Mo said nonchalantly, then picked up a report on the table and read it: "You can go."
Ji Xiaodao frowned: "Where are you going?"
"Rest, log off, continue to do what you were told before, or disappear from me forever."
Mo put down the parchment in his hand, opened the message bar, and while flipping through the 'latest experimental results' sent by Merlin while he was offline, he said without any hesitation: "Do whatever you want."
"I can continue to do what you told me, but you also need to give me an explanation."
Ji Xiaodao narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a few seconds, he looked away from the other person, looking towards the darkness outside the window that was so deep that it was almost unseasonable.
"An explanation that even you don't know what it is, or rather..."
Mo stood up and walked slowly to the girl. The chaos and madness that seemed to be forcibly frozen in his eyes suffocated Ji Xiaodao: "A reason for you to stay, right?"
The latter nodded slowly.
"It's a pity that I don't have such a reason to give you. Although I can fabricate some plausible and unspeakable secrets at will, leaving you as a valuable tool at this stage, but your weight is not worthy of me organizing a special visit. Lies that seem to have no problem are never worthy, even though it is not difficult.”
Mo glanced at Ji Xiaodao calmly and walked past her slowly: "If you don't want to see or participate in more things that you find unacceptable, stop this dangerous game and play a game with yourself. A mediocre person who lives up to his status.”
"What a good reason."
As a result, the girl nodded expressionlessly, and said leisurely behind Mo with her hands behind her back: "If I can find a more boring life than now, I will consider leaving this hellish place."
"what ever."
Mo left the study noncommittally, ignoring Li Fu and Dora who were standing outside the door and bowing to him, and walked straight out of the mansion.
Ji Xiaodao walked beside him very naturally, without even asking where his destination was and whether he needed to follow.
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Twenty minutes later, Duke of Garros' residence, underground workshop
"I hate this place."
The girl frowned and whispered: "It gets more annoying every time."
"You can choose to go back."
Mo said lightly, then disappeared into the air in a strange black wave, and then appeared next to Merlin in front of the magic crystal screen at the end of the workshop.
The girl also hummed and turned into an afterimage, following him like a shadow.
"Haha, you came just in time, Mr. Mo."
Merlin, who was writing furiously on the magic crystal screen through some kind of keyboard-like medium, took half a minute to notice Mo. He quickly greeted him excitedly, and then glanced at Ji Xiaodao beside the latter. , blinked in surprise: "Little Silent Prayer is here too, tsk tsk..."
Ji Xiaodao glanced at him coldly: "Do you need me to avoid it?"
"You can't ask me that."
Merlin shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Boy Mo has the final say."
"Let her do whatever she wants."
Without even looking at Ji Xiaodao, Mo walked slowly to the distorted light screen under the magic crystal screen. After taking a look at the looming figure behind him, he turned to Merlin and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
The latter shook his head vigorously: "It's not a big deal, after all, you said before that you didn't care about the cost, so I'm not polite and will use whatever I can."
"It doesn't matter."
Mo responded casually, then lightly snapped his fingers, using some unknown force to forcefully disperse the light curtain, and forcefully inject more than half of the energy of the figure inside, which was originally less than 10%.
After the light and shadow dissipated, less than five meters away from Mo, a young man with waist-length white hair and a large white robe with black stripes appeared. He was holding a silver-white weapon with a floating robe at the top. A staff of cone-shaped colorless crystal, with heterochromatic pupils of sea blue and brown-red staring at Mo unblinkingly, his gaze as sharp as a blade.
The next second, he suddenly laughed with relief, knelt on one knee in front of Mo, his face solemn and solemn: "In the name of sin, White Bishop Osiris, let my lord drive you."
After hearing the slightly weird double voice of the other party, Ji Xiaodao's eyes widened in a rare way, and then he suddenly turned his head to look at the person next to him!
"Thank you both for your hard work. If necessary, I can allow you to continue to use your names for a while before bidding farewell to the past, Mr. Luther King, and..."
Mo nodded, the corners of his mouth raised slightly——
"Master Farah Ossis."
Chapter 757: End
