Just after Xing Daorong was happily sent away by Torea in the ring, Don Quixote also met her first enemy.
An assassin.
Yes, assassin, assassin who comes to compete in the arena.
Looking at the assassin in a tight-fitting suit in front of him in broad daylight, shining brightly in the yellow desert, Don Quixote fell silent.
"Did you go the wrong way?"
After a long time, she looked at the thin assassin in front of her and asked quietly: "This is an arena match."
"The assassin profession is not prohibited in the arena competition, so don't be discriminatory."
A slightly squeamish, crisp girl's voice came from under the mask. She stared at Don Quixote fiercely, pulled out a dagger that shone with cold light, and leaned down like an angry little tiger. But paired with her thin figure and voice, it seems a bit...
cute?
Forget it, maybe there are too many girls around me recently.
Sighing, Don Quixote drew the sword from his back. She was not prepared to hold back, but kindly reminded the thief girl in front of her: "You can take off the badge if you can't beat her."
"Let me say this!"
This little girl was sincere and rushed up with two daggers, stabbing Don Quixote straight up.
Uh-huh.
Looking at the thief who was attacking her crazily, Don Quixote was a little surprised. She frowned, stuck her sword on the ground, and then kicked the girl in front of her out with a flying kick.
After rolling several times before she stabilized her body, the thief girl clicked her tongue, looked at Don Quixote in front of her cautiously, and said with a bit of unwillingness in her voice, "Come again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Don Quixote's body was suddenly covered with a faint halo. She said nothing, her right shoulder sank slightly, her legs exerted strength, and she rushed towards the girl in front of her with great strength.
As expected, the girl was sent flying more than twenty meters by Yiguaizao, and then rolled and climbed up.
"You are not brilliant."
Don Quixote sighed, walked to his sword and pulled it out, then calmly said to the unwilling girl in front of him: "Take off your badge, otherwise you will be hurt."
"I…"
The girl's masked face seemed to twitch, and she looked around as if she was sizing up something. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and her voice suddenly became astringent, "I'm unlucky."
"Take it off, I will accompany you until the staff comes to pick you up."
Don Quixote stepped forward and stretched out her hand. She didn't want the badge, she was just afraid that the girl, who was far less powerful than the dazzling girl, would be accidentally injured by others. However, the moment she stood in front of the girl, her years of fighting consciousness suddenly went into alarm. Without any further thought, Don Quixote stepped heavily on his right foot and leaned back to avoid the invisible slash.
wrong!
Don Quixote quickly raised his sword halfway in front of him, his expression becoming serious. At this time, the appearance of the girl in front of him had not changed at all, but Don Quixote clearly felt that the invisible "power" condensed on the girl like surging sea water.
"Feel sorry."
At this time, the girl lost her stubbornness, and her exposed red-gold eyes were full of strange purple light. She looked at Don Quixote and said without any emotion, "See you next time."
In an instant, the girl turned into a purple-gold light, and a "thorn" as fast as lightning rushed towards Don Quixote. Don Quixote suppressed the shock and doubt in his heart, raised his sword, calmly poured power into the blade, and faced the purple thorn with a spinning slash.
Buzz! ! ! !
The moment the blade came into contact with the purple light thorn, an invisible buzzing sound penetrated directly into Don Quixote's brain, and a kind of sleepy murmur like the whisper of an ancient god directly made Don Quixote's vision go dark. But fortunately, she had actually faced the ancient god before, so Don Quixote relied on his instinctive reaction to avoid the stabbing attack in the darkness and dizziness.
"Didn't faint?"
The girl looked at Don Quixote who had come back to his senses, with a hint of surprise in her strange eyes. She spun the dagger in her hand, her right hand shook slightly, and another streak of light stabbed Don Quixote.
boom!
This time, Don Quixote learned the lesson from the last time and blocked the energy in his eardrums, blocking the invisible sound waves. Facing the dagger flying towards her, she accurately hit the handle of the dagger with a side fist, sending it flying away.
Then, she was stabbed in the shoulder by another dagger from behind.
How can it be? !
Don Quixote was shocked. Her powers of observation were very keen. She could be sure that the man just threw out a dagger. But now another dagger was stabbed into her back shoulder, which made Don Quixote unable to understand.
Did she use the power of the void?
The moment this idea came to his mind, Don Quixote rejected it. When at least 95% of the energy in the body is sealed, it is impossible for anyone to communicate with the void, not even Linghai and Kaya. But there is almost no other explanation for the situation just now except spatial ability.
"Take off your badge, you can't beat me."
The girl spoke with a cold voice, "You are a good knight and a respectable warrior, but I'm sorry, I need this victory."
"Let me see you, my subordinates."
With a long sigh of relief, Don Quixote expressionlessly pulled out the dagger that had penetrated his flesh and bone, and a trail of blood streaked through the air. She used all her remaining professional energy to seal the wound, raised her sword, and said in her usual voice, "It's not time to admit defeat yet."
"Tsk."
The girl frowned, then waved her right hand, and the dagger Don Quixote was holding suddenly disappeared from her hand and appeared in the girl's hand not far away.
There is no trace of any energy.
After gently shaking the hand that held the dagger, Don Quixote's heart gradually sank. She knew that this girl's power was definitely more than that simple. Rather than using the power of space, it was better to say that she was controlling space, and the nameless babble just now...
Tricky.
"wrong."
In the audience, Zhou Li looked at the dagger girl confronting Don Quixote, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "There is a problem."
"What's wrong?"
Lin Zi on the side was holding potato chips and asked doubtfully: "Isn't this a wonderful fight?"
Don Quixote in the audience was already fighting back and forth with the girl with two daggers. The girl was flipping around with a graceful figure, and she was very good at playing with a pair of daggers, while Don Quixote used a heavy sword without an edge, and every blow would cause a blow. Girls cause great trouble.
But...that's not right.
Zhou Li suddenly stood up and began to carefully look at the fight between the girl and Don Quixote. After a moment, Zhou Li's pupils suddenly tightened, as if he had discovered something, and he quickly took out his communicator and called Tiya.
"Hey, it's me, what's wrong?"
When Tiya picked up the communicator, she heard Zhou Li's deep and serious voice.
"Check who's fighting Don Quixote, there's something wrong with her."
"ah?"
After all, she and Zhou Li had not known each other for a long time, so Tiya was a little confused for a moment, "What's wrong?"
"Check first, then tell me the situation after checking."
"good."
Tiya came to her senses and agreed neatly. Then she found the staff and relied on some privileges to obtain the information of the players in the audience. Soon, she found the file of the girl who was dressed in black and covered her face according to the index.
"Simon Somy."
On the file, a girl with brilliant blond hair smiled brightly. A pair of blue eyes as blue as a lake. Tia looked at those eyes, and then continued to look.
Nationality: Yingnan
Occupation: Shadow Assassin.
Level: Brilliant Intermediate
Warrior evaluation: Excellent
There is no problem.
While she was looking through the files, Zhou Li and Eluma had already arrived in her private room. Zhou Li didn't say much. After saying hello, he took the dare and started to look through it.
"Wearing your characteristic badges, you want to deceive the eyes of all the spectators present, create illusions, and simulate an ordinary battle. What professional level is required?"
While looking through the files, Zhou Li asked Tiya a strange question.
"Even God's gift can't do it."
Tiya shook her head and said firmly: "This club is connected to the Glory Network. The energy generated by the entire Mosk Glory Crystal is immeasurable, and even God's gift cannot easily break it. In this arena No one can create an illusion. Even if it is created, it will be discovered immediately, so it is impossible for anyone to be in the ring..."
"congratulations."
Zhou Li threw the file aside and looked at the girl in the audience with a gloomy expression, "Now you have met her."
"How can it be?!"
Tiya shouted in disbelief, then she immediately looked around cautiously, lowered her voice and asked Zhou Li: "Why are you so sure?"
Looking at Don Quixote, who was gradually losing ground and beginning to tire of resisting, Zhou Li said in a deep voice, "Observe their battle carefully."
After hearing this, Tiya looked towards the ring and began to carefully observe the battle on the ring. After a moment, she seemed to feel something and frowned, but she could not accurately describe the feeling.
"Blocking, dodging, stabbing, slashing, every action is without any delay and the connection is perfect."
Narrowing his eyes, Zhou Li gently held Eluma's hand and said thoughtfully: "Don Quixote is my friend and my subordinate. I know her strength. She may fall into a disadvantage. Evenly matched or crushed by others, but never flawlessly cooperating with each other's every move like this."
"this…"
At this time, after Zhou Li's reminder, Tiya also noticed that this battle was unusual. It can be said that the battle in the audience at this time is as enjoyable as a perfect tango. There were no mistakes on either side, nor was there any delay in movement. The two opposing people even understood each other better than those well-trained dancers.
"Notify the Legion and prepare to control this person."
At this time, Zhou Li gave an order to Tiya in an almost commanding tone. Tiya was stunned for a moment, not because she was dissatisfied with Zhou Li's attitude, but because the feeling Zhou Li gave her just now was too surprising.
Calm, calm, and with a sense of superiority that is irresistible. Tiya had only seen that feeling in her father, but Herinin was already in his twilight years, how old was Zhou Li?
Although she was full of confusion, Tiya subconsciously called Herinen and told him what Zhou Li said. What she didn't expect was that after hearing Tiya's retelling of Zhou Li's words, Helinen paid more attention to it than Tiya imagined. In just two minutes, Herinen's tall and majestic figure appeared in the box.
"material."
Herinen, who had entered the king's state, acted vigorously and resolutely. When he entered the room, he nodded to Zhou Li and Eluma, and then immediately began to read the information. After a moment, Herinen's voice sounded in the box.
"This is fake."
Seeing the girl dancing around in the audience, Herinen said calmly: "Simon is a surname from the old Tsarist Empire, a secret family. This family will never appear in foreign countries, and its descendants are absolutely prohibited from appearing in public."
"White gloves?"
Zhou Li frowned and asked Herinen, "Can you find out other information about her?"
"The Eyes of Truth are already investigating."
The so-called Eye of Truth consists of three hundred professionals with eagle-eye abilities who monitor each main road through Mosk's dense magic network. After getting the news, Herinen contacted the Eye of Truth and asked them to investigate the girl's whereabouts.
"Should we intervene?"
Tiya opened her mouth and asked Zhou Li and Herinin: "My Storm Legion has arrived here, do you need to take action?"
"No, no."
Zhou Li and Herinin spoke at the same time. They looked at each other. Herinin nodded and motioned for Zhou Li to speak.
"You just said that being able to wear a badge and create illusions in the ring cannot even be done by a god. If the gods are not idle, this person's ability is likely to be beyond our knowledge."
Zhou Li rubbed his chin, his brain working rapidly, and continued: "Now we can't alert the snake, we must observe her actions first, and then arrest her after confirming her purpose or gathering enough strength. Of course, we cannot rule out that this is a psychopath. I want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.”
"No way, who would be so free?"
Tiya said this subconsciously, and then she noticed that Zhou Li and Eluma's expressions were a little strange. She didn't pay much attention and continued to ask: "Then we just watch like this?"
"She has shown no hostility for the time being, and..."
Zhou Li stretched out his finger, and a black mist lingered on it. On the ring, a figure crushed the black mist and began to run quickly forward, attracting everyone's attention.
The long silver hair is really eye-catching.
"Leave the badge to me, I don't want to hurt you."
Looking at Don Quixote who was covered in bruises but still raised his sword tenaciously, Simon Somi said helplessly: "Do you hate failure so much? Not really."
"Just kidding."
Don Quixote twitched his lips and showed a stiff smile, "I'm not afraid of losing, but I don't really want you to win."
"Get rid of her quickly, I'm tired."
A voice suddenly came from the girl's body. She sighed, and the two bloodless daggers returned to her hands. She tilted her head, and her cousin looked a little pity, "Just bear with it, it will hurt a little."
boom! ! ! !
Looking at the stunned girl who flew backwards, the smile on Don Quixote's lips softened a lot.
"It's a bit embarrassing."
Torrea is holding a spear, her face is turned sideways, and her hair is as long as snow.
"But it doesn't matter."
Looking up at the thief girl with a solemn expression, Torea's lips curved into a beautiful curve. It's a little stiff, as if I'm imitating Don Quixote, but it's really beautiful.
"I'm strong."
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver crescent moon fell in the mid-air, beautiful.
