Seeing "The Robe of Law" blocking him, Wood knew that his adventure to return this time was considered a failure.
But he was not reconciled.
As an ace spy, he has encountered countless dangers in his life. A situation like this is far from enough to be called "desperate".
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the turning point to come.
For some unknown reason, the intelligence chief also came.
Moreover, this guy actually walked no more than twenty steps away from Wood.
This distance is simply within reach for Wood!
As a high-level ranger, what he is best at is this kind of mid-range raid. At this distance, he can rush in front of the opponent in just two steps at most. And based on the pace he was sprinting at, it would take him two or three steps before an ordinary person could even blink.
How long does it take to blink once
Few people have calculated it because it is so short.
Wood felt the same way in the past, but this time, he felt it was still a little too long.
It would be better if it could be shorter!
It was too late, but soon, he had already rushed in front of the intelligence chief, and the sword on his waist had been drawn out.
Of course he didn't rush over to talk to the other party, nor did he want to negotiate anything. He only intended to do one thing.
kill!
The reason why he wanted to kill the intelligence chief was only a minor reason: personal grudge. The main reason was that he felt that this person could not be retained.
An ace spy who can frame the federation just because of a little jealousy. No matter how high his status is, he is only suitable for a sinecure and is not suitable for being a supervisor in a key department.
However, this guy is now a supervisor, and he is still in one of the most important departments of the federation, the intelligence department.
What's worse is that this guy has been an intelligence director for more than ten years.
This is a mistake! A very serious mistake!
Wood decided to put it right.
This may be the last thing he does for the Federation, so he wants to do it well, do it beautifully, and make no mistakes.
Over the years, he has rarely made mistakes when doing tasks, and he does not want to tarnish his glorious resume at the last moment.
So he hoped to go faster, so fast that no one could react, so fast that the intelligence chief couldn't even resist or escape, that would be great!
Wood tried his best. This was the first time since he entered the senior level.
He was slightly surprised to find that his pace was faster than before, and his sword was also faster than before.
It's not a lot faster, but he is already very fast. On that basis, even if it's just a little bit faster, it's a huge improvement.
Just like the 100-meter race on earth, if you can run eleven seconds and five seconds, you are considered a professional athlete; eleven seconds, you are a national athlete; ten seconds and a half, you are a world-class athlete; ten seconds, you are a world-class athlete Qualified to run into the Olympic finals; nine seconds and five seconds, at least until the time when Sui Xiong crossed over, no one on earth could run this time.
One hundred meters, from 11.5 seconds to 9.5 seconds, only two seconds in total.
The distance of twenty steps is approximately equivalent to fifteen meters on earth, less than one-sixth of a hundred meters.
At this distance, a strong man who has run enough to win all the championships in physical competitions on earth, and has raised the world record to a level that will make future generations despair, sprints a little faster than before. What is the concept?
There is a word that fits it perfectly.
It was as fast as lightning.
At least to the intelligence chief, he is now really "lightning up".
When Wood sprinted, he couldn't react at first. By the time he reacted, it was probably a tenth of a second, or a little longer.
Anyway, when he came to his senses, Wood had already rushed in front of him, and he even saw the cold light of Wood drawing his sword.
A little bit of coldness.
At this moment, the intelligence chief's thoughts reached an unimaginable level. He remembered many things in a mess, but like water on the sand, it seeped into them in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
He wants to react. For example, he also wears a sword, and he can draw it to fight; for example, he carries several quite advanced magic scrolls, and he can cast spells; and for example, he has several good magic spells. Props, as long as they are activated, not only can you protect yourself, but you can even kill Wood.
But he just "thought" it.
He could do nothing but think.
His body couldn't keep up with the speed of his mind. He watched Wood rushing in front of him, saw him draw his sword and stabbed at him; saw his bodyguards trying to stop him, but before he even had time to take a step, the sword was gone. He didn't have time to pull it out; he saw that the deputy in charge of espionage work was stunned and dumbfounded; he saw that the great magician he had just contacted was stunned for a moment, and then his face became angry, and strong magic waves surged from his body. .
He also saw at least four or five magical rays of light rushing from all directions, probably to stop Wood; he also saw magical rays of light blooming on his body, probably because the magic item used to save his life was passively activated.
But he can only "see".
You can really only "see" it.
When that bit of cold light got closer and closer, before all attacks and protections, and thrust towards his eyebrows, he even stopped thinking.
Everything was meaningless to him at the moment.
Except for that cold light getting closer and closer.
At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling.
(So beautiful!)
The stagnant time, all kinds of magic coming from all directions, the sword that is faster than any magic.
(So beautiful!)
When Wood's sword pierced his eyebrows, blowing up almost half of his head with strong fighting spirit, he was filled with such thoughts.
If someone carefully examines his body, they will find that the final expression on his face after being assassinated by Wood was not fear or shock, but a kind of sincere and pure admiration without any impurities.
The sword light flashed away, followed by magical lights of various colors.
Most of these magical rays fell on Wood, and only one fell on the intelligence chief, intersecting with the one that lit up on his own body.
But it was of no use because the person was already dead.
The situation was similar for the rays that attacked Wood.
When the first ray of light fell on Wood, his speed slowed down instantly, so slow that it was like a "freeze frame" in a movie or television show.
Then, the second ray of light fell, and his face instantly turned gray, and the anger was quickly peeled away from him.
In the third ray of light, half of his body became withered, and the enchanted stabbing sword in his hand lost its brilliance and even showed a little rust.
By the fourth ray of light, his eyes had completely lost all life, and he fell sideways.
Before he fell to the ground, the fifth ray of light had turned him into dust.
The remaining rays of light that followed were all in vain.