Debra doesn't have a surname of her own, she's a pure assassin, trained for adoption, and her life's meaning is just as a tool, a handy knife.
Although she has been subjected to cruel training for many years, and even her body has been completely transformed into a half-shadow creature to infinitely improve her concealment ability, she has no resentment because of it. Take pride and pride in being able to provide a strength to the organization.
Even if she didn't even have the qualification to know the real name of the organization, she could only firmly remember the symbol of the organization in her heart - a long sword wrapped in flames.
Debra has a fervent love for organizations, and she knows how powerful organizations are, how many tools serve them, and how bright and just the path they continue to move forward.
Their enemies are many, and they will be against the world, but their cause is absolutely right and will be victorious in the end!
To this end, Debra is devoutly willing to be a trivial pebble in the process of opening up the new world, even if it is unknown.
This is the meaning of her life, all suffering is a sacrifice for a great cause, including death!
So, when she was given the task of assassinating Wilde, she accepted it without hesitation.
Even because of this, she underwent an extremely painful secondary transformation and briefly turned into a real shadow creature - between reality and dream, there is still a very special gap, the "shadow world", and shadow creatures are monsters that live in it.
Under normal circumstances, shadow creatures do not have any aggressiveness, just like plankton living in water, jumping and shuttling in the shadows all day long, swallowing each other, merging with each other, and constantly being born.
They have nothing to do with the real world, but very few wizards can drive them, but the effect is only to change the shape of the shadow, or let the shadow creatures escape from the shadow.
However, shadow creatures cannot leave the shadow world, just like fish cannot leave water, or they will die after a while.
Summoning and driving this kind of monster is useless at all, and no one cares about it over time.
Debra is one of the failed products of the organization's new experiment trying to re-use the shadow world. She was forcibly fused with a shadow creature. An existence like her, the organization called "Shadow Worm".
The outside world calls them "shadow assassins" for these mysterious killers.
She can travel freely between reality and the shadow world, but when she sneaks into the shadow world, she has to endure the extreme pain of splitting her soul all the time. Many shadow insects go crazy and commit suicide because of this.
"But everything is worth it, those who hinder the organization must die!"
Debra knew Harris' name, on some list.
This is another tool that is different from hers, more useful and more complex to control, so the planning cost of the organization is higher.
Christie should use the magic mirror egg to summon the god-level dream beast that the organization needs, and he himself will also use this to annex the Red Sect and merge a large number of small and medium-sized hunter organizations into a more useful tool for the organization.
But because of Wilde's intervention, not only did Harris' death become his sacrificial prop, but the white wolf and the red sect perished together, and finally the hunter force that integrated the hunters turned into a new hunter organization.
The organization's layout over the years is all in one piece!
This is what Debra knows, she wants to remove all obstacles for the organization, so Wilde must die!
"The 'Sound of Doom' will dissolve Wilde's mind and brain, and he will slowly first feel like ants are crawling in the scalp, and then from the scalp, all the way to the cerebral cortex, gray matter, brain, that kind of extreme The itch will destroy his will, and then he starts scratching, ripping open his scalp, smashing his skull, and finally digging out his already riddled brain, and it is only now that he is free."
Debra originally thought so, and she was already intoxicated by the fantasy of the other party screaming in pain but unable to do anything. After all, she was only one step away from success.
Such a neat and tidy assassination is her style, starting straight to the target without any delay.
As for why Wilde would receive an ordinary person, this is not in her consideration, she just needs to hide and poison, so that two things can be done well.
However, just as she was waiting patiently, she suddenly saw the ordinary young man take out a coin from his pocket and toss it upwards with a smile.
"Ding."
The coin spinning in midair stood up, and the shuttle-shaped spindle imprinted on it was like a pupil at this moment, and the entire coin was like an eye that suddenly came to life.
An indescribable feeling snapped Debra's soul.
It was as if she was being watched by something in the dark, and it was like being clenched by an invisible big hand. At this moment, she felt her heart throbbing, and a sense of fear and oppression arose spontaneously.
Run away!
Run away! ! !
Instinct is roaring, warning her, let her escape from here as soon as possible, huge danger is coming.
However, she didn't have time to react at all, and there was no way to react.
The coin that had been stagnant for a moment in the air had fallen and hit the edge of the water glass in front of Wilde. I don't know which key point on the glass was hit, and a shallow crack on the water glass expanded with a "click" sound. , and then spread to the entire cup body.
"boom!"
The glass was smashed into countless pieces by the coins in an instant, and the translucent pieces were scattered everywhere.
The water in the cup instantly flowed out, covering half of the table and covering all the fragments. For some reason, the shadows of the fragments seemed to make a soft sound of "chi", and they all shook.
Ahhh! ! ! !
Debra let out a silent scream, and the "Voice of Doomsday" penetrated the gap between reality and the shadow world in an instant, and all fell on her.
If she was a real shadow creature, reality wouldn't have any effect on her.
If she were a full humanoid, the "Voice of Doom" would only corrode her brain and cause no damage to other parts.
But alas... no ifs.
She is a fusion creature, affected by reality, and because of the characteristics of shadow creatures, every part of her body—all equals a thinking organ.
The invisible itch like ants crawling swept through the whole body, digging into it little by little, adding another layer to the original pain of traveling through the shadow world, making her want to tear herself apart and smash it to pieces.
She began to dissolve, devoured herself, and then reborn in a daze, screaming silently, forming a cycle.
The scattered shadows of the glass did not attract any attention.
There is no way for Debra to get out of here, this darkness, despair and pain will accompany her for an infinite time... no end, no end.
“Ding Ding Ding…”
The coin was bounced to the ground, and Gululu rolled a few times before falling down, with no red dots marked by Lin Jie on the surface.
doom.
…
"Forehead… "
Lin Jie twitched the corners of his mouth as he looked at the messy glass shards on the table, not understanding how things could turn out like this.
Wilde's expression suddenly changed and he stood up, staring at the shadow of the glass shards thoughtfully.