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Grassroots Crow was in disarray.
The lesson from being ambushed and killed by The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan was fresh in his mind. Faced with the same opponents and their relentless assault, he chose to retreat at the first opportunity, decisively pushing a few of his brothers out to buy himself some time.
However, The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan had locked onto Grassroots Crow, continuing to demonstrate the theory of "capture the king before capturing the thieves" with ruthless efficiency. Both were assassins with high agility, making it easy for them to slip past several mages attempting to intercept them.
"Take them down!" one shouted, raising his staff to unleash a fireball. The surrounding mages wasted no time, each casting their spells, quickly forming a barrage of firepower that completely suppressed The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan.
"Looking for death!"
As he moved, The Terminator of Regrets coldly hissed, his footsteps tracing a semicircle as he maneuvered around. Lin Yan mirrored his movements perfectly, one on the left and one on the right. Their coordinated flanking maneuver connected behind several mages, forming an oval shape.
As they converged, two daggers streaked through the air like shooting stars, aimed directly at the retreating Grassroots Crow. They struck with a normal attack followed by a throat slash, finishing with a backstab—six attacks in total. How could Grassroots Crow, a mere cloth-armored class, withstand such an onslaught?
Yet something was amiss; this time Grassroots Crow did not fall. Instead, he used the recoil from blocking to retreat several meters. The two assassins exchanged glances and saw that what Grassroots Crow now held was no longer the towering staff but a dagger glinting coldly in his hand.
"Hah... a mage who uses daggers? Interesting!" The Terminator of Regrets smirked wickedly, not overly surprised. In Zero Era, daggers were essential weapons for mages; during mage duels, they often used daggers to break through opponents' Magic Shields.
It was simple: daggers had fast attack speed and high hit frequency!
In that brief moment, their combined attack failed as the mages they had left behind turned around and unleashed another barrage of spells. Seeing this situation, Grassroots Crow tightened his nerves; just as he relaxed slightly after switching back to his staff, he cast a fireball without raising his shield, shouting, "Everyone get the hell out of my way!"
"Want to die? I'll grant you that!" The cold voice of The Terminator of Regrets echoed as he flickered through several rapid movements. A fierce glint appeared in his icy gaze.
"Oh really? That depends on whether you have—wait! Do assassins have a skill called Flying Dagger?" Grassroots Crow suddenly froze in shock as he watched The Terminator of Regrets fling his dagger forward, shooting like lightning straight toward his chest.
"Of course not!" The Terminator of Regrets rushed forward, pulling out the dagger just as Grassroots Crow was about to fall. He muttered to himself, "Damn it, if I can't create something new, then what's the point? Our boss created the Hundred Steps Flying Sword; surely I can come up with a Ten Steps Flying Dagger!"
Meanwhile, Lin Yan had effectively engaged the enemy, disrupting the firepower of several mages and even managing to slay one of them. However, seeing that they couldn't take down Lin Yan in one blow, the remaining mages quickly retreated and finally activated their lifeline—the Magic Shield.
Lin Yan chuckled softly, "Isn't it a bit late to activate the shield now?" As he spoke, he closed in, his dagger striking rapidly against the nearby mage's Magic Shield. In a flurry of sounds, the Magic Shield soon became riddled with cracks and shattered moments later.
This was the magic of the dagger. To break a Magic Shield, there are typically two methods: one is to use overwhelming attack power to forcefully break through, suitable for high-output classes; the other is to rely on attack frequency to shatter it, commonly using bows or daggers, which suits general classes.
Once a mage loses their Magic Shield and is caught in close quarters, they become no different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered. With the shield broken, Lin Yan quickly followed up with various lethal skills—slitting throats and stabbing—inflicting heavy damage before delivering a final blow.
The remaining mages hurriedly tried to distance themselves. Allowing a mage to engage in close combat with an assassin was akin to walking into a tiger's den. Without a guaranteed safe distance, no one dared to initiate another attack. However, as they turned around, they realized that The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan had already vanished from sight.
"They're stealthing! They've gone into stealth!" one shouted in panic. Faced with assassins who excelled at hiding and ambushing, everyone felt overwhelmed. The thought of being struck down like a cobra waiting to strike left them feeling helpless.
Suddenly, several mages froze in place as they heard a strange sound resembling dry wood snapping. To their astonishment, a figure dashed in from the side—not The Terminator of Regrets or Lin Yan—but a young man in his early twenties.
Intercepting, counterattacking, forcing back...
In just a few swift movements, The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan were both forced out into the open. They were momentarily taken aback; clearly, this newcomer was also an assassin—his skills sharp, judgment precise, and methods ruthless.
However, what he held in his hand was not a dagger but a sword!
"Get lost!"
The newcomer wore a grim expression, his gaze fixed firmly on The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan, but his words were directed at the several mages behind him. A simple and decisive command left the mages momentarily stunned; while it wasn't particularly pleasant to hear, at least it meant they were being let off the hook, so they hurriedly retreated.
With a cold smile, the newcomer remarked, "Now, it's time for us to have some fun."
***
The hanging of Hero Does Not Question Origin stirred a ripple in Yi Tianchen's heart. As he lifted his head, he noticed a Mage Player approaching slowly. The individual appeared to be around twenty-two or twenty-three years old, clad in a gray robe, and holding a rather unique staff.
This person was none other than Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God, the formidable leader of the new generation of the Shadow Assassin Guild.
"You must be Falling Leaves?" Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God said as he approached, his gaze scrutinizing Yi Tianchen for a moment before locking onto the sword in Yi Tianchen's hand. It was as if he were speaking to himself when he murmured, "Is this sword really Dragon's Roar, ranked first on the Equipment List?"
"Not bad at all!" Yi Tianchen replied with a slight smile, showing no intention of hiding anything. The design of Dragon's Roar was so distinctive that even if its glow were concealed, it could confuse someone unfamiliar with it. However, it would be nearly impossible to fool someone knowledgeable.
Yet Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God did not share this view. Was Yi Tianchen's comment of "not bad" an affirmation of his guess about his identity? Or was it an acknowledgment of Dragon's Roar? Perhaps both guesses were correct? Regardless, if he were to follow up with "What I meant was XXX," it would come off as rather clumsy.
Meanwhile, Yi Tianchen confirmed Liu Yuhan's safety through the team channel and received precise information from her about the current situation: six members of the Shadow Assassin Guild had appeared, with five already visible.
As the two faced off, aside from Far Apart who remained behind, Not a Master, Stinky Fish, and Mu Wanqing turned their attention to Li Tielong, who was locked in a stalemate with Sword Shadow Guardian of the Nine Heavens. The addition of these three quickly formed a blockade against Sword Shadow Guardian of the Nine Heavens, tipping the scales of victory in favor of Li Tielong and his companions.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to help your brother?" Yi Tianchen leaned on his sword in place, remaining still while observing Sword Shadow Guardian of the Nine Heavens who was bouncing around yet struggling to break free. He offered a seemingly kind reminder to the leader of the Shadow Assassin Guild.
"Heh... With you First Person here, I'm too busy to worry about anyone else," Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God chuckled lightly, his gaze lifting slightly to rest on the top of his staff. There lay a star-like gem radiating a dazzling crimson light.
Gem embedded... Yi Tianchen quickly thought. His own Dragon's Roar had a brilliant gem set into it as well; unfortunately, it didn't enhance offensive attributes. Otherwise, given Dragon's Roar's overall qualities, its title as Divine Weapon would have been even more fitting.
"Seems like it!" Yi Tianchen rubbed his chin, unceremoniously accepting Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God's seemingly sarcastic explanation. However, his expression darkened as he said sternly, "But... as the leader of the Shadow Assassin Guild, you must not be here just to chat, right?"
"Of course not!" Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God replied decisively, shaking his head. He spoke in a low voice, "But one thing must be corrected: it's not the Shadow Assassin Guild, but the Shadow Mercenary Group..." As he spoke, he raised his arm seriously to reveal the mercenary group's emblem.
"Is there a difference?" Yi Tianchen chuckled, genuinely surprised by Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God's seriousness. He furrowed his brows and pondered, "Could it be... that you are abandoning your previous assassination methods? Or perhaps... you are turning over a new leaf?"
"What is good? What is evil? Everyone has their own standards of judgment. What you consider good may be seen as evil by others..." Sword Shadow Judgment Demon God said with a solemn expression, his gaze unwavering. His tone was calm like ancient snow that never melts, exuding a chilling aura.
"That's very true! Indeed, for the judgment of good and evil, there are as many answers as there are people..." Yi Tianchen nodded in agreement. He was no longer worried about the current situation; however, the absence of the sixth member of the Shadow Assassin Guild made him feel uneasy.
Behind them, Far Apart was wide-eyed, feeling quite uncomfortable. After all, they were facing an enemy! Instead of preparing for battle, they were discussing good and evil; it felt increasingly bizarre with each passing moment!
Ten minutes later...
"Damn it! I can't hold back any longer! If we're going to fight, then let's just fight! All this talk about good and evil is pure nonsense!" Far Apart exploded in anger.
The two paused in surprise.
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