"Heloise, what do you think is the most important thing for the assassination to succeed?"
Since it was so boring, I took the initiative to chat with Heloise after a long wait.
"Assassination? I've never been an assassin... But I've been trained in anti-assassin before. The main thing is to be careful of strangers, and don't go to dangerous, remote, and no exit places. If I want to say, the most important thing in assassination is probably the To appear in a critical position at a critical moment, the other party has not been prepared."
"Yes, the most important thing for an assassin is patience, patience..."
This is not the palace of Hypnos, but the place where I am familiar with bugs in the underworld. If you are preparing for assassination work here, it will not attract the attention of others.
I'm not a professional assassin... No, I'm not even qualified. Considering my poor stealth skills and camouflage ability, it's okay to deceive ordinary undead, and deceive the undead emperor with a soul perspective and the devil who started professional fraud. , don't even think about it, so I took a stupid approach.
"Squat, keep squatting, I don't believe he won't go out."
Instead of entering the hinterland of the devil's camp and approaching the target under the inspection, I might as well wait for him to come out by himself.
The hard battle with the hypocrites probably revealed a lot of my abilities, but my bug world has always been a top secret. I entered the bug world at the main gate of Hypnos' palace, then, when I come out , will naturally be in this position.
Someone should have guessed it, yes, this time I plan to use the ability of this bug world to squat until the tyrant lord goes out, and then suddenly appear and slash him fiercely, the only problem...
"Patience, patience... Patience! It's been a day and a half! That guy is still stuck there and won't get out! I'm patient!"
Finally, my patience almost collapsed, no wonder I couldn't bear it anymore, I had been waiting here for thirty-seven hours, and in order to succeed in the assassination, I had to maintain a posture for nearly eight hours.
"Take a break, another group of living prisoners have been sent to the past as rations. It seems that Salweinstein does not plan to go out today."
I put down the magic sword sweating profusely, the countless rays of light dissipated again, and everything returned to calm.
"It is said that in the far east, there is a group of magical people. In order to assassinate or collect information, they can squat under the toilet pit for several days, and wait for the target of assassination to go to the toilet. What kind of professionalism is this..."
"Don't talk nonsense, I've been to the East too, there are such disgusting people, it's not looking at others on top of their heads... Evil, really disgusting."
"Don't say it, this time it's just hearsay, but I'm not talking nonsense. There are such cases, so they call the benevolent (big mistake)... No, bear with it (continue to make a big mistake), well, this time it should be right. Endure it, really endure it.”
It seems that the memory is a little unclear. In short, he is a very patient person. This is probably what he means. It's inevitable that the wrong word has been used for so long.
"So, this time we have to carry forward the spirit of 'forbearance' and squat to the end. If you can't fight, I won't leave! Even if someone is on your head... Then I should leave. It's really not a human being to endure."
"Don't say it, it's disgusting, you must have misremembered, how can there be such a career."
I shook my head helplessly. These days, no one believes the truth. I may have misremembered some details, but in general there should be no mistakes. This seems to be a historical fact.
Following the order to take a break, the pillar of light in the distance also stopped sending holy light to me, and everything returned to calm.
I glanced at the Dawn Holy Sword that was losing its brilliance in my hand, and I nodded my head with satisfaction. Because of the really good material, this holy sword's abilities in all aspects far exceeded expectations.
"What sword of yours is really effective?"
"Of course, as long as I hit it, the charge will end."
Although what I said was very confident, but now I am still a little unsure in my heart. At this time, I really regretted fighting against the hypocrites.
If it wasn't for the threat to the Abyss Lord God displayed in that battle, and the opponent was prepared against me, I would have a lot of tricks to play now, instead of standing so stupidly and waiting for the opponent to come out.
The Sword of Dawn has two attack modes. The second mode is the "Dawn Sun" mode demonstrated on the battlefield before. In that mode, it will emit light to weaken and purify the opponent in a large area.
And the second one is the concentrated mode of light, which will frantically gather holy light and turn it into an indestructible blade of light. As for the upper limit of the attack power, it depends on the carrying limit of me and this sword, I don't know.
"At that time, Sofokri was stabbed, and his charge was less than half of the limit. Although he only injured the skin, he did hurt the Lord of the Abyss. This time, the upper limit of charge was eight hours, and the lethality was at least turned up. Double it."
This is not only a calculation, but also to find some confidence for myself. After all, no matter how good a weapon is in theory, it always makes people feel uneasy if it fails to pass the actual combat test.
Because the material of this holy sword is too excellent... The ancient sun god's artifact gem, the origin spear of the Lord of Light, and the guardian warhammer inherited by the paladins are equal to three top-level artifacts in this world. It reaches three times the power of the artifact, but it will never be inferior to its material artifact.
I haven't touched its limit yet. On the contrary, the eight-hour limit is my personal limit. At that point, the holy light that I can control has reached the limit, and I can hold on for ten minutes at most. Stop contributing, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it myself.
"Don't complain, at least you don't have to save the Holy Light yourself, otherwise it won't be enough to drain you."
What Heloise said is also, if it weren't for this bug world, it not only allowed me to continuously accumulate holy light through the tower of light in the underworld, but also let me infuse holy light with peace of mind for several hours, just to swing that sword.
"... Indeed, let alone eight hours on the battlefield, three minutes will not be given to you."
Injecting holy light into the holy sword of dawn is not a simple calculation of time, but the closer it is to the limit, the more holy light and time it takes, and when it is poured in for only half an hour, the dark world of the underworld will change. It became the dawn of heaven, and three hours later, the lightsaber let alone Heloise's instinct to retreat, even I felt my scalp tingling.
Under the premise of unlimited energy, what is needed is probably the time to accumulate.
In a sense, this is also a forbidden spell, which requires the source of holy light to continue to supply energy like a mage tower, and then let me charge for a few hours to turn all the energy into a fatal blow.
"My dear, in case the game goes off and blows up, we... well, let's put down that innocent eggplant, I won't be talking nonsense, you've made all these things recently, could it be... "
Seeing the dead cat eagerly dangling with the eggplant, I wisely shut my mouth.
"Okay, the rest is over, come on again."
I feel more and more the advantage of breaking through the demigods. At least now, as long as I take a little rest, drink some water and eat two bites of bread, my physical strength can quickly recover... This seems a bit familiar, those online game characters seem to drink water and eat bread. Come back to blood, what kind of strange physique and settings are these
"Cough, concentrate."
Holding the Holy Sword of Dawn, I began to summon the Holy Light again, and the Tower of Holy Light in the distance also began to shine brightly.
This kind of trick can only be played once, and it will definitely not work next time, so this time, I really intend to seize the opportunity and get real results.
"Squat, continue to squat, carry forward the spirit of forbearance, squat until the end of the world, I don't believe he won't come out to go to the toilet... No, I don't believe he won't go out!"
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For Hypnos, perhaps coming to the main plane was a mistake in itself.
He felt that he was a large coffee table with tragedy (cups) displayed on it.
I came to this plane with great ambition, thinking that I could finally build the world of the dead, and before I did anything, I was hit several times in a row.
My teammates were playing soy sauce and being lazy at first, so I could only stand alone, took out the coffin and won the war, but when I turned around, I found that all allies had run away, and the one I trusted the most was still in the After taking away most of the spoils, I worked hard and worked hard. In the end, not only was it empty, but I was also full of hatred with humans, and now I am waiting to be attacked.
From Hypnos' point of view, it would be blood and tears every step of the way.
"It is clear that everyone is allies, it is clear that we made an appointment to conquer the kingdom of the dead together, killing humans is a kind of happiness, and sharing happiness with allies of the dead is also a kind of happiness, why, why, ... Why are you so skilled at betrayal! How are you betraying? How many times?"
The above is Roland's brainstorming for his lines, and it has nothing to do with me... Bai Shi or something should be dragged out and killed first.
At this point, if there is no resentment, I am afraid that it is a saint.
Is Hypnos the Emperor of the Undead a saint? Obviously not possible. He, who is famous all over the world for his short temper, is not only full of grievances, but also has trouble finding a place to run wild.
But Salweinstein, a tyrant, doesn't care what he thinks.
Hypnos asked the devil to fulfill the contract and immediately set out to attack the human coalition, but was told that their contract forgot to write the date of performance, so it was certain to beat the human, but that day depends on the mood of the devil bosses .
Only those who are in a strong situation have the right to speak. Hypnos didn't struggle with anything, just turned his head and left with a depressed expression. It could be seen that his anger had accumulated to the limit.
In a sense, Hypnos is really an antique from the last century. Even the devil can easily deceive him. If he encounters Roland... Of course, there are special reasons for this. Hypnos probably did not have it before. Having met someone who dared to play him face to face, the Devil Lord didn't need to give face to the undead emperor, he could play whatever he wanted, and he was not afraid of turning his face.
Now, Salweinstein has absolutely no intention of fulfilling the contract, and he is patiently doing nothing.
Everyone knows that as long as the door to the lower planes is opened, his legion will become stronger every day, and the power of the undead will naturally become weaker and weaker, and will naturally lose its dominance.
Instead, he felt a little regretful, Hypnos was so easy to pass up, and his own contract traps and pattern supplement contracts were done without using them.
But it can be seen that Hypnos' patience has reached the limit. Then, let's go out with him tomorrow to inspect the army. It's time for those undead bones to experience the greatness of the Lord of the Devil.
Salweinstein thought so, and finally made a decision.
And early the next morning, when he and Hypnos had finished negotiating and just approached the gate of the palace, suddenly, a mortal appeared in front of him.
"So familiar..."
In an instant, Salweinstein's face changed greatly. This face is of course familiar. The two brothers have this face, but no matter who they are, they are the mortal enemies of the devils.
"Hi. When we meet for the first time, take my sword."
Then, Salweinstein looked at the blond paladin and greeted his own cheerfully, said hello, and then...
"Sword? What sword?"
At this time, he noticed that the paladin was holding a sword, and above the hilt, there was no holy light, just a faint darkness.
There is no blade on the hilt, just a little bit of stardust in the night.
Light, at its extreme, turned into nothingness like a black hole.
And Sal Weinstein Sal Weinstein didn't have time to sigh about his discovery. He didn't notice that the moment he saw his opponent, Hypnos was hiding behind him. In a sense, Hypu Noth should not be too resentful of other undead emperors. Selling teammates is really the tradition of undead emperors.
"Holy Light, this enemy is worth fighting for!"
In the next instant, the flood of light drowned everything.