People are in the moon, The Sims

Otherwise, he is just a poor person who is said to be a pity and then turned around and forgotten.

Time came to 1177, when the first ray of spring wind blew, the situation in various countries seemed to become more depressed. The old man wearing a skull mask on the high mountain closed his eyes and sighed softly. , and set his sights on the temple at the top of the mountain. During this time, the old man felt more and more confused in his heart.

Maybe he is really old and there is not much time left for him. Before that adult appears in front of him, he needs to train the next Hassan as soon as possible.

The old man set his sights on the canyon deep in the valley. It was time for the candidates to undergo the final trial. After that, he would take the candidates on several missions and then select the next Hassan as his own. When the heads fall to the ground, it is the time for the next Hassan to succeed.

Chapter 54: Growth and Assessment

In the following days of training, Ilan was underestimated by many people. After Ilan tried his secret technique and shared his hearing with some walls, Ilan could often hear After a few minutes of exchanging sounds with others, what troubled Erlan was that he was already able to share his senses skillfully, but it was still difficult to take them back.

So it wasn't that Irlan deliberately eavesdropped. He really didn't have time to take it back.

However, Irlan did not expect that he was completely underestimated by the war orphans. After all, in their eyes, his secret skills could only be used to find out information in advance, or to gain insight in advance through the wall. Everything, basically not much combat ability.

"Have these guys forgotten that I still have a hidden sword to make up for my fighting power..."

While adding new functions to his Hidden Blade, Irlan stretched out on the table and lay on the table with a look of helplessness. Ever since he understood that the next time was spent learning secret techniques while After undergoing the training of the heart, after adhering to the core of one's heart, I have finally become a Buddhist.

What other people think and do has nothing to do with him. Since Mu Mian clearly prohibits him from taking action, he can only guard this three-acre area and maintain such a quiet place in this training ground. .

The thick smoke spread to half of the venue, and then the black-haired girl walked out of the smoke. There were still a few sporadic drops of water on her not-so-long black hair.

Obviously this person has just returned from the bathing place. Although the environment here is depressing and he may be attacked by other "madmen" at any time, the basic facilities are all there.

I have to say that the girl in front of me is really talented in mastering secret arts. Since she can use magic to control the fog that creates an area and incorporate various potions into the fog, this girl's life has become slightly more refined. stand up.

Of course, as an assassin, no matter how exquisite life is, how refined can it be?

At most, when you sweat profusely every day, you can rinse your body with water.

The girl seemed to have heard Ilan's complaint and couldn't help but added, "Don't pay attention to what those mad dogs said. I'm afraid even Lord Hassan doesn't know what kind of actions these mad dogs will do." .”

The girl casually threw a blood-stained dagger into the weapon box, with a hint of displeasure in her tone, which made Irlan sit up and raise his eyebrows, "What? Did those lunatics make you unhappy?"

From Ilan's point of view, it is not surprising that the lunatics who have broken free from their inner restraints and begun to indulge their bloody desires will do anything. However, I guess they are not that worried about the life safety of those lunatics. Although the girl in front of him knows how to He would hurt the person who provoked him, but not kill him outright.

The amount of bleeding in the air is obviously not as strong as when a person dies. In this case, it is not a big deal.

"That's right, maybe it's spring, and those crazy dogs who are a little older than us have reached the age where they can't stand it anymore. They dare to rush in when I turn on the mist to clean up my body. Then you can't blame me for helping him neatly. Let’s solve this problem of youthful excitement forever.”

Oh, spring... Those war orphans are about 15 years old, I understand.

I believe in this girl's strength, especially in the smoke, which is basically her home field. It is not easy to deal with her.

Um?

Wait, did I overlook something?

"What do you mean by a permanent solution?"

The girl threw the cloth she was wiping her head aside and began to prepare the toxins she usually used. Her tone was still so cold, as if she was actually saying that she had taken a sip of water.

"Just cut off the oio. After entering my mist, the guy will be groggy and unable to raise his strength. Next, as long as you find the right position and plunge the dagger, you can avoid future troubles forever."

The girl looked back at Ilan and smiled slightly, "In that case, this guy should thank me. From now on, he will no longer need to have lower body problems that affect his mission."

What? ? Shrimp? ? what is this? Cut to rule forever? But the common sense memory in my mind told me that if there is a hormonal imbalance in a person's body, it will also affect the strength.

But what are hormones? Forget it, I’m not a medical professional, why do I know so much? But I feel a moment of silence for that little lunatic who lost something.

If you really can't help your desire, you can also go to the herbal medicine library to find some suppressive herbs. Even if you really have to take action, it's better to find a target that you can beat.

Fortunately, I am a boy, so I won't be targeted by those crazy people.

Speaking of which, due to cannibalism, there are only seven people left in that gang of lunatics. Obviously there were dozens of them at the beginning. Maybe not all of them were the candidates that were decided from the beginning. It is destined to be the grindstone and cannon fodder, but the elimination rate is indeed a bit scary.

And each of those madmen had the blood of at least three lives on their hands, and the madman who was injured today should be destined to die at the hands of other little madmen.

There were not many lives left to consume, and Irlan had a hunch that the final trial was coming.

Maybe I should think about the future. Do I really want to become Hassan?

Although the old man in the skull mask seems to have a high position, he has no urge to become Hassan. It’s not that he doesn’t want to protect the people of the mountain, but that the principles in his heart and the teachings of the cult are vaguely related. They are very different. Of course, I can't say this now. I am not a fool.

The current self still needs time to grow. Let the future self worry about where it will go in the future. After all, the most important thing for the current self to consider is to leave this training ground.

[Just as I expected, when this spring day passed and time was about to step into summer, one morning, the three old people who were originally locked up were released by Teacher Mu Mian. 】

[The eyes of the three old people are like madmen and beasts. People who look at them can't help but feel a little scared. At the same time, all this madness should be for survival. If you still want to leave here, this should be the last time for the three old people in front of you. opportunity. 】

[Therefore, these three old men will definitely fight for their lives in this final trial. This will definitely be a very brutal test. 】

Chapter 55: Final Selection

"Are there eight people left? One or two more than expected...Okay, boys, after this long period of study and training, you finally have the basic strength to call yourself an assassin, so now Entering the final assessment, the content of the assessment is very simple..."

Mu Mian took out a roll of parchment. The magic on how to open the stone door was written on the parchment. Of course, it was only shown for a short period of time before the magic was withdrawn. If you didn't remember it during the time it was shown, then It can only mean that this assassin is unqualified.

Memorizing intelligence and finding key information in a short period of time are also basic skills that assassins need to master.

If you can't do even the basics well, you deserve to be trapped in this selection place for the rest of your life.

"You should all know the way out, and the key is given to you. Try to leave from here. Of course, there are only three places to leave."

Yilan could feel a strange smile appearing under Mu Mian's mask. At the same time, he focused on the three old people. There were only three places. It was not said casually. It was obviously to let these three The old man, who is over fifty years old, has rekindled his hope of leaving.

For those who have been imprisoned here for most of their lives, and can only see a ray of sunshine but cannot touch it, you must be very thirsty for the outside air, and being imprisoned and trained for most of their lives has made their combat experience far worse than Any candidate present is richer, but because of the decline in physical fitness, I don't know how much combat effectiveness this thin body can still exert.

In addition, these three old men have been watching their training, and they have some understanding of their abilities and skills, but they know nothing about these three old men. This is simply an unequal match. sports? No...maybe it's not even competitive.

"Then...let's begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of blood rushed into the sky, and an orphan's head was seen falling to the ground. The blood rushed to high places. The one who took action was one of the three old men. The old man was arching like a cat. He killed his body, the dagger in his hand was still dripping with blood, and almost without pausing, he rushed towards the other person.

Irlan probably understood the identity of these old people. I am afraid that in the past decades ago, these old people were orphans left behind because of the war. The murderous nature in their hearts was no worse than those of these people at the same time, and even because of After these long years of imprisonment, I am afraid that I have even suffered mental problems.

Fortunately, I have already modified all the small equipment in my hand!

"Walk!!"

Irlan grabbed the girl next to him and stretched out his arm towards the entrance of the stone gate. His little finger and index finger retracted back to activate the mechanism on the back of his left hand. A specially processed steel cable was launched along the steel claw. When he came out, he was firmly stuck in the rock, and then as his fingers were released, the two people were quickly pulled towards the rock wall.

The black-haired girl also reacted very quickly, and immediately used the magic power of her body to start releasing the mist outwards, and even opened her own poison bottle directly.

It can be said that at the first time, without too much language exchange, the two people have already formed a team at this moment. After all, they are both normal candidates from the village. If they do not form a team, is it difficult to compete with that person? A team of lunatics?

Not to mention whether they would be stabbed in the back if they teamed up with those lunatics, simply letting these lunatics successfully walk out of the stone door would make the two of them feel unhappy.

After all, such madmen will only become butchers and destabilizing factors in the outside world, so it is better for these madmen to stay in this training place forever.

Naturally, those war orphans from the same period would not stay where they were and tangle with those old lunatics. They turned around and ran towards the Shimen. As for whether they would be entangled by those old lunatics, they didn't care!

It would be better to say that if someone could hold those three old lunatics back, that would be the best thing. As for whether they would die, maybe in their opinion, wouldn't it be better if they died? It would be one less competitor, and it would be great if the entangled people could die together with those old lunatics.

It’s not too far from the training space to the long slope leading to the stone gate. The next difficult thing is to continuously gather magic power on your limbs to help you climb to the stone gate. During this period, I’m afraid those who Both young lunatics and old lunatics will rush forward.

"careful!"

Irlan and the girl immediately dodged to both sides. A bloody sharp blade broke through the fog and hit the ground. While leaving a dent on the ground, it also left a pool of blood. It was obvious that this was transformed by blood. The successful attack is also one of the secret techniques recorded in the sect, but it seems that the method of operation is very simple and crude, and it should not be completely mastered.

The noisy sound of fighting was approaching quickly, and after a while, a figure rushed directly into the fog, but this figure did not choose to fight with the two, but rushed directly towards the stone gate.

That's right, this is not a life and death battle, just like League of Legends is a tower pushing game. In the final analysis, the final assessment is a racing game, and the first three to rush out are the winners!

But in Ilan's eyes, those little lunatics and old lunatics cannot be allowed to leave from here!

For yourself and for others!

The steel claws worn on the back of his left hand that can move like fingers are ejected directly outward. Because of his secret skills, Yilan has shared his feelings with the steel claws. When he feels the target hit, The left hand is closed.

The steel claw controlled by Irlan also closed at the same time. After all, there is a steel cable as a link to control the steel claw. It is as easy as controlling the palm of your own hand. If there is no steel cable connected between the two, you want to control it. , Ilan has no confidence in success.

Dragging his left hand backward, the delicate instrument on his arm began to turn gears rapidly, pulling the rushing figure back directly.

This was one of the three old men. The wound on his arm that was constantly bleeding downwards seemed to tell the two of them that it was him who had just launched the blood attack.

Perhaps it was because he had not communicated for so long that his language ability had deteriorated. After Irlan pulled him back, he roared directly at the two people, just like a wild beast.

The old man raised his hand, a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound on his arm, and then waved it towards the two of them.

"You are indeed a lunatic... Have you forgotten that I haven't taken back the steel claws on your ankles?"

Chapter 56: Crossing the Stone Gate

He clenched his left hand into a fist and pulled it back at the same time. The sharp steel claws pierced the old man's skin and muscles. With the force of the backward pull, the old man lost his balance and the terrifying blood attack was also released. It changed its original direction and blasted directly to the rear through the fog.

There, other young lunatics and old lunatics were fighting and running towards here.

Although several people have noticed the attack flying towards them through the fog, the two old madmen who have been hanging around have really restricted their ability to dodge around. Perhaps this is also the fault of the two old madmen. Purpose.

As a loud noise and the smell of blood began to spread around, the little lunatic who was at the same time as Irlan lost two people.

Irlan looked at the madmen who were still fighting together, and the scene of a group of rabid dogs biting each other flashed through his mind.

Anyway, this is the final assessment, right? Then it shouldn’t hurt to use the little mechanism that I have taken the time to make these days!

He raised his right foot towards the old madman who was pulled back by him, and stepped on it quickly. In any case, the old madman's movements still need to be restricted, and then he threw a metal ball towards the aisle. This metal ball was irregular. , there are also many sharp edges and corners visible to the naked eye on the surface.

But this itself is a disposable item made of some scrap materials. The moment the metal ball was thrown to the ground, the uneven shell bounced around, and the sharp tip was firmly pierced into the rock.

If it were more refined, the barb would pop out at this moment, locking the entire tip firmly into the rock.

Even so, this disposable item is now enough to be used as a roadblock. The ends of these sharp front sections are connected with steel cables. With the central mechanism of the sphere as the core, a large number of steel cables are like spider webs, firmly securing the entire passage. of blockade.

It was also at this time that the old lunatic who had been stepped on by Irlan raised his other hand. Although he used blood as an attack, which made his body look a little weak due to blood loss, he squeezed the dagger and stabbed out. There was no problem with the fatal blow. The black dagger stabbed Ilan in the abdomen.

The girl on the side quickly threw out the weapon in her hand, and after knocking away the dagger that was stabbing Irlan, another jet-black dagger sank directly into the old man's head.

The girl took out the dagger that was embedded in the old man's head, looked at Irlan, and gently shook the weapon in her hand, "Since we have chosen to form an alliance, you can leave your back to me. I am not a delicate flower. "

"There's no need to fight those guys. The final assessment is essentially a racing game. Let's just go!"

Irlan also put away the steel claw and moved his fingers twice to make the entire steel claw fit perfectly with the back of his left hand. Then he tried to use the technique given to them by the wooden surface and ran towards the top of the extremely smooth passage. .

When his feet stepped on the smooth passage, Irlan couldn't help but think of the scene when he entered the stone gate. So many years have passed in a flash. If he hadn't carved the mark on the wall, he might have been in that harsh place. Forget about time during training.

Ilan and the black-haired girl were like two dexterous cats, jumping and moving upward quickly on the smooth passage. The passage that once seemed impossible to pass was now extremely easy, and soon the passage was illuminated by the light of the fire. Below, the tightly closed stone door appeared in their eyes.

Silently chanting two magic spells in his heart, he then raised his hand and pressed it towards the stone gate. The entire stone gate seemed to have turned into an aggregate of sand in an instant, and it was still blocking the two people. able to pass.

Bang——

Irlan's body passed through the stone door, then rolled twice on the ground and stood still.

The nostalgic fresh air poured into the nasal cavity, and there was still a bit of night coolness in the air. The whole person's perception suddenly became clear. The black-haired girl also followed closely through the stone gate and left the cultivation The scope of the place.

There are still a few stars in the sky, and the sky in the distance is white.

Irlan pinched his cheek gently, and the pain told him that the assassin's training course was over. Now, to a certain extent, he was truly free.

The sky seems to be reflecting my own experience. At this moment, the night is about to pass and dawn has arrived.

After many years, I am about to see the sun rise again. This inner feeling is indescribable.

"It's beautiful."

An old and familiar voice came into his ears, and Irlan looked to the side. The black cloak covered his entire body, leaving only the pale skull mask that was so conspicuous in contrast to the black.

The person who came to Ilan quietly was naturally the contemporary Hassan.

The old man raised his hand, touched Yilan, who had grown much taller, and looked at the distant sky, where the fish-belly white sky appeared.

"Remember the beautiful scenery that you can see now, from the vast sky to the solid earth, to the flickering lights and the rising smoke. This is what we want to protect, and it is also the existence that we are attached to."

So in order to protect this beautiful scenery, become an assassin and fight, so in order to continue to appreciate this beautiful scenery, be firm in your heart, and never give up the hope of living no matter how difficult it is.

Ilan looked at the old man wearing a skull mask. He could hear that the old man's tone seemed to be a little more tired than before. Reminiscing that he was participating in Hassan's selection trial, Ilan felt in his heart He couldn't help but feel that Hassan's replacement meant the death of the previous generation Hassan.

Is the old man in front of me ready?

"What? You don't call me old man like you did back then? Do you blame me for asking you to be sent for selection? After all, as long as you are so smart and don't step into the battlefield, you should be able to live an ordinary and healthy life."

Erlan shook his head gently, "This is impossible, old man, didn't you tell me? I am a person gifted by God, and I must have my own mission. A genius like me allows me to go there On ordinary days, I might still be reluctant...

But, old man...is it my mission to become an assassin? "

The old man wearing a skull mask held his chin and tilted his head slightly as if thinking.

"Well - it's hard to say. Although I hope you can inherit my position, you still need to make your own choices for your mission, and I just provide you with a way to gain strength."