"Teacher, why do I feel something is wrong?" An Fei frowned and said to Sol before walking into his room.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?" Sol asked.
Although Thor and Ernest are both strong men walking at the pinnacle of the world, their sensitivity to the things around them is far inferior to that of An Fei, who was born as an assassin. They did not pay attention to the strange things around them at all. An Fei couldn't express his pain. He couldn't tell Saul his judgment because he couldn't subvert his own role.
"No, teacher, you can go and have a rest. Maybe I'm tired." An Fei slowly closed the door: "Then... I have to rely on myself for everything!" An Fei's eyes flashed coldly, and the corners of his mouth hung. Put on a confident smile.
This is also a basic skill of an assassin. Give yourself confidence, or in other words, hypnotize yourself! The stronger his opponent is, the more confident An Fei is in himself. In this way, he will often show his extraordinary strength in critical moments! If you are timid and fearful, your strength will be greatly reduced, and you will end up with a narrow escape.
It is said that a dark moon is a night of murder, and a high wind is a day of arson. Unfortunately, no one can accurately judge the changes in the weather just by relying on their own senses. Therefore, even though the moonlight shines like water on the earth tonight, some people with ulterior motives still They were dispatched, pressing towards the Rose House Hotel where the great magician Thor was staying from all directions.
One after another, the candles were extinguished, which meant that people had fallen asleep one after another. A black figure slowly appeared on the eaves of a small building, quietly looking at the Rose House Hotel.
Three cuckoo calls suddenly sounded in the night sky. The black figure took out a scroll from his arms, used all his magic power and threw the scroll out. The moment the scroll left his hand, it turned into a fire dragon with teeth and claws. , the huge figure illuminated the night sky brightly, and rushed towards the Rose House Hotel in the distance with an unstoppable momentum. But the black shadow didn't dare to watch the results of his raid. It had turned around and fled into the distance as if desperate.
The great magician Thor was meditating in his room. When the fire dragon appeared in the night sky, Thor suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, he appeared in front of the window. Before he could open the window, there was a sound from next door. With a crisp cracking sound, Ernest's figure was shrouded in a dazzling white light and burst out of the window, chasing straight towards the fleeing black shadow in the distance.
When the fire dragon was still three hundred meters away from the Rose House Hotel, Thor began to chant a spell. When the fire dragon was still a hundred meters away from the Rose House Hotel, Thor's spell had been chanted, and a wave of light floated like an aurora. The mirror appeared out of thin air, and the fire dragon crashed into the mirror, disappearing without a trace like a stone thrown into a deep pool.
Solmo used the levitation technique and casually set up a magic barrier in front of An Fei's window. Although the defensive power of this barrier was not surprising, if he felt strong magic or fighting energy fluctuations, Solmo could be at the same place. Time sensing.
Sol followed Ernest's figure and chased forward. Thor was very angry at this moment. He didn't know who was attacking the Rose House Hotel with a fire dragon. He only knew that if he didn't happen to live here, this fire dragon would be enough to burn everyone in the hotel to charcoal! The murderer was too vicious. He had to catch the murderer and find out what happened!
"These two old guys! Isn't it good to leave one behind?" An Fei smiled bitterly. He hadn't slept and didn't dare to sleep. Obviously, his opponent didn't expect to kill the great magician Thor with the help of the fire dragon technique. So... Should we lure the tiger away from the mountain or lure the snake out of its cave? The latter is unlikely. If you want to sneak attack on the great magician Thor, it is best to find Thor when he is unprepared. Now that Thor has been awakened, there is no possibility of being attacked! Besides, Thor is a great magician in the space system. In the past few days of contact with Thor, An Fei has fully understood the characteristics of space magic. Thor is not invincible, but he is definitely immortal! Even if he is surrounded, Thor can escape with his space magic! In addition to mysterious dark magic and vicious undead magic, Thor is not afraid to fight any kind of opponent!
All that's left is to lure the tiger away from the mountain... So who is their target? Could it be me
An Fei frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't find out his potential value. However, now that the matter is over, it is a bit redundant to think about the cause. Soldiers will stop it, and water will cover it! It's not that easy to deal with me, An Fei!
High-level swordsman Mort strode towards the corridor, not even bothering to cover up the sound of his footsteps. His good friend Tanan had successfully lured Thor away. What else did he have to be afraid of? Although Tanan is only a junior magician, Mott is not worried about Tanan's safety. Tanan is a very professional escape master. He has been wanted by the magic union and mercenary guild for three years, and he has never been seen missing. Not even a hair. Besides, Tanan will eventually escape through the sewers. Your Excellency has already calculated it correctly. With Thor's pride, he will never go into the dirty sewers to track Tanan. He can only return to the House of Roses angrily. hostel. Your wisdom is as deep as the ocean, and you never miss a thing, and this time will be no exception.
Mott opened the door of An Fei's room. Although his opponent was a young man with little magic fluctuations and no fighting spirit, and he was on professional alert, Mott still scanned the room.
The room was very simply decorated. There was a bed in the south corner, and a large mage's robe hung on the hanger beside the bed. There was a person lying on the bed, sleeping soundly with his head covered. Opposite the bed were two wardrobes, nothing unusual.
It's pretty good to be able to see these things clearly in the dark. What Mott couldn't see was that there were two curved bamboo poles in the door of the wardrobe, which was normal. Open the cabinet door, and there are two thin wires tied to the handle of the cabinet door, which are connected along the ground to the bottom of the bed.
Mott strode to An Fei's bed and suddenly stretched out his hand to lift up the quilt. Then Mott froze there, because there was still quilt under the quilt, but it was rolled up into a long strip, and there was no shadow of the young man. .
Oops! As soon as Mort turned his mind around, he heard a thud behind him, as if something was shooting towards him. Without even thinking about it, Mott swept his sword backwards with his backhand, his fighting spirit began to flow, and the sword was shrouded in a hazy red light.
But just when Mott turned around, he saw another ray of cold light coming out from under the bed out of the corner of his eye, and then he felt a sharp pain in his calf. He had been fooled! That bastard is under the bed!
Mote used all his strength to spin around and slashed down with his long sword. He no longer cared about catching anyone alive. The young man had already seized the opportunity. If he was given another chance to take action, he would still kill him in the end. If the other party dies, he will probably become disabled!
If you slow down Mott's movements and make the room darker, you will see that when Mott mobilized his fighting spirit to break the bed and continued to chop downwards, his old strength was not exhausted and his new strength had nowhere to go. In a sudden moment, the mage's robe on the bedside automatically moved without wind. An Fei rushed out of the mage's robe like lightning. The wooden stick in his hand was sent forward, and with a thud, it stabbed into Mote's throat.
An Fei's wooden stick looks like a ridiculous magic wand with no magic power fluctuations from above, but it is sharpened below. What's more, An Fei is an assassin and is very familiar with the structure of the human body. He will not try to use the wooden stick in a whimsical way. To pierce the skull, the hardest bone in the human body, he attacks the throat, the weakest and most fragile muscle in the human body!
Mote's face twisted in pain. He threw away the sword and tried to grab the wooden stick with his hand. An Fei sneered and raised the wooden stick upwards, hitting Mote's chin.
If Mott's chin is the fulcrum, then An Fei's hand is the point of force application. According to the lever principle, if An Fei exerts ten kilograms of force, the short end of the moment arm will bear hundreds of kilograms of force, not to mention An Fei The force was far more than ten kilograms, and Mott's wound was greatly torn. The pain caused his nose and tears to flow, he became incontinent, and his hands could no longer use any strength.
An Fei took a step forward and deliberately pulled out the stick at an angle. Blood spurted out from Mote's wound like a fountain, and his body fell limply to the ground. He only twitched a few times before losing all vitality.
An Fei stepped forward and picked up Mott's long sword, waved it twice, and smiled lightly: "If they are all players of this level, then... you are asking for trouble."
"Sir, we still...I always feel that that young man is not simple." Caribman said in a low voice.
"What else? Do you want us to stop the operation?" The gloomy-looking old man snorted very dissatisfied.
"My lord, it's better to be cautious."
"Did that young man discover something?" Layton asked in surprise.
"Leyton, please grow your head! If that young man discovered something, why would Thor fall into our trap?" The gloomy-looking old man sneered.
"Sir, but... that young man's eyes are very scary. I think he..." Caribman is the vendor who sells magic props in front of the Rose House. After looking at An Fei, he can't forget it even now. As for what Caribman is afraid of, he himself can't say anything specific.
"Okay, okay! The plan must not be interrupted!" The old man with a gloomy face said impatiently: "Caribman, since you think that young man is not simple, then you go and help a bunch of Motts. One of you is A high-level swordsman and a high-level magician will never be defeated by a young man, right?"
"Understood, sir." Caribman sighed, turned and walked out the door.
"Leyton, you don't have to stay here anymore. If Tanan doesn't buy us enough time, it's up to you to lure Thor away."
"As you command, my lord."
From the fourth floor to the second floor, Caribman hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards An Fei's room. Although he was afraid of confronting the young man, he did not dare to disobey orders.
Suddenly, Caribman pricked up his ears. He just heard a slight noise coming from a room, and that room was the room of the great magician Thor. Thor should have been lured away by Tanan. The people inside who is it? Or... is it my own illusion
Caribbeanman held his breath and sensed that there were no magic fluctuations or fighting spirit fluctuations in the room, which made him relax slightly. He slowly walked to the door and just grabbed the handle, when the door suddenly opened with a bang. , Caribman was caught off guard, and was hit by the door. His head was filled with stars. At the same time, he felt a slight chill coming from his chest. A long sword came out through the door and pierced Caribman's chest.
An Fei walked out of the door leisurely. Before taking action, he had already judged that the person who came was a magician rather than a hand-to-hand warrior. It's no wonder that the clothes in this world are too uniform... magicians don't know how to wear them. Put on armor, the swordsman will not wear a mage robe, the footsteps of the visitor are very light, and the shadow is a little fluttering. These all allow An Fei to make a reasonable judgment, so he only considers the suddenness of the attack and ignores it. increased the strength of the attack.
Caribman had recognized An Fei, his pupils shrank, and he tried to shout a warning, but An Fei had already strangled his neck with his arm: "I'll give you a piece of advice, don't stay in the corridor with candles. Wander, your shadow will betray you!" After saying that, An Fei's arm was strong and he broke Caribman's neck.