On both sides of the mountain road stairs, there are dead branches that have just sprouted.
One tall and one short, two figures wearing black robes appeared.
"What's going on with the outer ring? Why did you put this guy in?"
The tall Hassan squinted his eyes and looked at the guy who was panting and taking a rest on the mountain stairs.
"I don't know. Maybe this person doesn't have much magic power. The clones outside regard him as an ordinary person. Maybe they let him in by mistake."
Hassan, who was as short as a child, answered.
The magic power that is free from the outside world is called the Great Source by magicians. Usually, magicians connect to the Great Source through magic circuits, absorbing this energy and converting it into their own magic power. The magic power transformed from the Great Source will be very active at first and not Stable, as long as it is a being that is sensitive to magic power, it can be easily seen.
However, Matou Kariya is different. His magic circuit has not been trained. It is only through the transformation of the marking insect that he can barely reach the level of a normal magician, or even worse.
In order to be able to freely manipulate magic power, he did not obtain the transformation magic power by linking to the external "big source", but by linking his own life, which is called a "small source" among magicians, to transform and obtain magic power.
The advantage of this is that the converted magic power can be easily mastered and manipulated by him even without perfect magician training, and it is difficult to tell from the surface that the magic power in his body is very restrained.
But the downside is that his life of several decades has been reduced to less than half a month.
A normal young man is as tired as an old man after just walking up some not-steep mountain stairs. This is the price he needs to pay after his life has passed!
Matou Kariya was panting on the stairs, while the two tall and short Hassan over there were discussing whether to deal with him. After all, the other party seemed to be a very weak person who did not pose a threat and only had a small amount of magic power fluctuations in his body. Just a guy.
"What should I do? Maybe he is just a guy haunted by evil spirits and wants to seek help from the temple here." The tall Hassan deduced.
Evil spirits do exist in this world. Although they are somewhat rare, they are not unheard of. They can also coerce part of the magic power and cause fluctuations. The situation of the possessed person is very similar to that of the weak person over there now.
"The task we received is to protect the woman and child in the temple above. Whether this person is possessed by an evil spirit or just wants to seek help has nothing to do with us."
"What do you mean?"
"Driving him away may expose our whereabouts!" The short Hassan stood up from the branch, took out a knife from his arms and held it in his hand: "So, we can only regretfully choose to deal with each other! "
Just as the short Hassan finished speaking, a black light suddenly struck from below. Before he could react, he was split in half by the black light from bottom to top. Blood was spraying and turned into corpses on both sides. fall.
At the moment of his death, the tall Hassan quickly jumped away from the big tree he was standing on. At this moment, when he turned around in the air, he saw a dark figure wearing full armor, appearing in front of where they were originally standing. On the big tree.
"Servant?" Just as he was making a judgment, the black chain belt behind the dark heroic spirit was like a living creature, attacking him in mid-air.
"Oops!" The tall Hassan didn't expect that the other party had such a hand, and his right foot was tied directly. He could feel the huge force coming from above, dragging himself back. There was no other way, the tall Hassan could only He took out his dagger to fight and threw it at the guy who suddenly appeared behind him.
The thrown dagger, the sharp blade, drew bursts of sparks on the black armor, but it was already the limit. Even in the end, he held the dagger and stabbed at the gap in the opponent's armor, but he could not achieve any results.
"The enemy...attacks!"
The black sword slashed across the neck, and the head was thrown into the sky. The only thing the tall Hassan could do in the end was to warn the other clones above him before he died completely and turned into nothingness.
. . . .
"Sure enough, are there any followers watching here?"
Matou Kariya was breathing heavily. When the servants fought, the consumption of magic power would increase, which made him a little overwhelmed.
However, he ignored his physical condition and continued to give the order: "Berserker, continue to enter the mimicry mode and get rid of the servants here."
On the tree, the dark heroic spirit who killed two Assassin's body had a circle of ripples on its armor, and its body gradually became transparent, like a chameleon, quickly blending into the surrounding environment.
Because the Black Heroic Spirit appeared in the world as a Berserker, he has no reason and cannot communicate. Therefore, Matou Kariya does not know what his real name is. The only thing that is certain is that in history, the other party must have concealed his true identity. That's why he gained the ability to mimic disguise after becoming a heroic spirit.
It was precisely because of this ability that Matou Kariya was able to come here safely. All the Assassins who met his Berserker on the way were dead, except for the tall one just now, who was not killed in the first place due to the actions of the two of them. Except for death, everything else is basically a one-hit kill!
. . . .
"There is an intruder!"
The female Hassan appears on the roof of Ryudong Temple.
Immediately afterwards, Hassan of different body shapes also appeared next to her.
"The distance here is too far. Master's words are not maintained. If you are fast, please rush back to inform us."
"I have the fastest feet, let me go." A thin but long-legged Hassan took over the task. The female Hassan nodded, and saw Hassan, a thin but long-legged man, jump from Jump off the mountain behind Liudong Temple.
"Others are ready to fight. The intruders are not just ordinary people. Many of our clones have been killed."
This is something that the female Hassan only found out after receiving the warning. Although they have different looks, Hassan has the same spiritual base, but each of them has its own personality and thoughts.
Without consensus, their minds are not interconnected. Even if one Hassan is killed, the other Hassan will only find out that something is wrong when they find that the other party has not responded or lost contact during contact.
There were thirty of them who were originally sent here, but now except for the one who ran errands to report the news and the two who died in the past few days, there are only eleven left who can keep in touch. personal.
Four of them are here, but seven are still spreading outside, alerting enemies who may approach Liudong Temple. However, now that they have learned about the situation here, the seven who are monitoring outside are already heading here. Rush back.
"When the remaining clones come back, we will be able to form a pincer attack, but before that, we have to wait for time to deal with someone who may have secretly killed sixteen of our clones silently. Body guy..."
