People are in the moon, The Sims

However, for such a goal, Yilan actually had some rejection in his heart. The reason was very simple, that is, the flowing fat would make it difficult to clean up his organs every time.

Of course, Irlan can still grasp which one is the key point. Compared with the trouble of cleaning up, he still has to clean up the target in front of him first.

What Ilan didn't expect was that the fat man in front of him didn't seem to be surprised at all after seeing him. He even tore off his somewhat bloated clothes and spread out a golden light.

A confused expression appeared on Irlan's face at that moment, and even a bit of panic amidst the confusion. Is this guy in front of him a pervert? !

How could anyone just take off their clothes when they first meet? The most important thing is that he is a boy! !

It will leave a psychological shadow on you!

So, is this the revenge of a fat man like you? ! Even if he dies, he will leave an unforgettable psychological shadow on himself! !

Ilan thought a lot during this period. He never expected a magician who played necromancy magic. After encountering an assassin like himself, he did not arrange a substitute to attract his firepower, but directly gave him Do it yourself!

This series of thoughts and complaints flashed by. What Ilan waited for was not the feeling of blood and fat pouring into his palms, but a force coming from directly in front of him, which directly pushed him away.

Chapter 78: Become my possession!

It was as if his attack was stuck in a swamp, and all the power was slowly being dissolved at this moment.

Although it was slowly resolved in the senses, in fact it all happened in the blink of an eye. Irlan felt like he hit a trampoline, and then his whole body seemed to be pushed again.

After being ejected, Irlan raised his left hand and fired steel claws and steel cables toward the roof to forcefully stop his body from flying backwards.

Irlan was a little strange. If the fat man in front of him had left a counterattack magic on him, he would never be so gentle when he was ejected.

If you know that someone is planning to assassinate you, then the counterattack magic you set up will definitely be a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. No matter how powerful the attack is, the counterattack will only become more powerful.

Looking at the pride on the fat man's face, it didn't look like the fat man was planning to hold back on him. After all, Irlan saw a bit of greed in the fat man's eyes, and it was greed for his own body.

This made Erlan nervous and took two steps back. Of course, the expression hidden under the mask did not change.

Never let others see your inner emotions casually.

"You are the assassin who killed many of us. Are you really targeting me? But unfortunately, I am well prepared. You are indeed very powerful. You actually have this sacred object in my hand." You survived the rebound defense, you are not an ordinary person, but it doesn't matter, I am fully prepared!"

The fat man leaned forward two points, opened his arms, his expression was a little distorted, and his fat muscles kept shaking with the weird smile. To a certain extent, this facial expression can also Full marks for last round, well... on a disgusting level.

"I'll make you mine!"

What? !

I can't help it! !

Irlan could no longer bear every word spoken by the fat man in front of him. He did not hide the hidden sword in his hand and rushed forward again. At the same time, he took out several black daggers from his back with his left hand. This was the first time in a long time that Irlan took the initiative to use these black daggers. After all, the previous enemies could be dealt with with only the hidden sword.

The black dagger was thrown outward at an angular angle, as if a poisonous snake entrenched in the shadow suddenly launched an attack. Faced with such an attack, the fat man who had already tasted the sweetness had no intention of dodging, and once again he was carefree. Opened his arms.

Only then did Erlan see clearly that the man was wrapped in white cloth.

At this moment, on the white cloth, a human-shaped pattern began to glow gradually. The golden and sacred light ignited everything. At the same time, in this golden light, there was a touch of blood. .

This bloody feeling does not bring fear, but makes people feel sad.

The black dagger was directly relieved by this light, and finally fell directly to the ground, and the hidden sword that Irlan stabbed forward did not seem to be slowly grabbed by someone's arm, and then He put it down gently, seeming to be extra gentle to himself. At this time, Irlan could be sure that this gentle counterattack was not the decision of the fat man in front of him.

In other words, does that inexplicable tenderness toward him come from the white cloth on the fat man in front of him?

The fat man only saw that Ilan, who was about to rush over, was ejected again. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter. At the same time, he also noticed that the assassin's eyes seemed to be focused on the sacred object on his body. superior.

"Oh~ It seems you have also noticed this sacred object, hahaha!!"

The fat man slowly untied the holy cloth on his body, and then shook it in front of himself. The white linen cloth and the vague humanoid pattern on it were perfectly displayed in front of the two people.

The mockery in Fatty's eyes became more and more obvious, "I'm different from those stupid idiots who were killed by you before. I have already prepared my trump card. I didn't want to expose it before I was absolutely sure, but these are all I was forced by you, if you don’t use your own body to repay, I will be heartbroken!!”

The fat man raised the social step in his hand high, the expression on his face was full of madness and piety.

"This is the welcome party I have prepared for you!! Witness the brilliance of the Holy Son's resurrection cloth. Since you want to take my life, it is normal for me to take your life. Don't worry. I will try my best to keep your whole body, after all, this is the only way to ensure your strength as much as possible."

The fat man seemed to be observing a work of art. He backed away as he spoke. The entire holy cloth was filled with a touch of blood, like a swamp or a quagmire, quickly spreading outward. After a while, the fat man's figure was covered by The blood-colored thick fog completely covered it up, leaving only one sentence of continuous answers.

"I will place you in the Holy Shroud immediately after your death. This is the honor of the Holy Son. If it were not used on you under special circumstances, it would be simply blasphemy. Well, your companions have already come to greet you. Let's see how long you, a daredevil like you, can last."

After the blood spread outwards on Irlan's left hand, the feeling of wanting to act without permission appeared again, with a somewhat uncontrollable direction. At the same time, there was a sense of crisis behind him.

Irlan quickly turned around and pushed up with his right hand. After seeing the existence attacking him, he directly used his fingers to drive his muscles, and the hidden sword thrust out to the maximum extent, directly penetrating the attacker's head.

But the attacker's hands were still raised high, and the sharp blades that had been battered by the war reflected red light in the bloody space.

The attackers who were penetrated through the head but could still move and still breathe were naturally the corpses lying in simple coffins.

Tsk!

The body twisted, and the right foot was thrown out like a whip or a tomahawk. The muscles in the legs tightened rapidly, and the side of the leg acted as a mechanism for storing the dagger. At this moment, the sharp blade popped out, turning the attack into a weapon. Extremely deadly.

What if one arm is temporarily disobedient and unable to move? Until my limbs are cut off and my teeth are knocked out, everything about me is a fatal force!

The body reversed in the air, and the black dagger was thrown outward, directly throwing away the legs of another living dead, holding it firmly in place. Then he raised his head and looked at the person who had his head cut off. exist.

Chapter 79: Goodbye across death

The severed head was still imitating human breathing, making a sound like an old bellows. At the same time, the body that had lost its head, perhaps because it had lost control of its brain, finally stopped and shook its head. He shook his head and fell to the side.

It seems that this can be done!

Although you can't completely put these beings to death, you can also restrict their actions. You just need to seize the time to kill the fat man.

Playing with the body of the dead is absolutely unforgivable. Because he is an assassin, he takes death very seriously. Death should be sacred and the end point where everything, whether resentment, joy or anger, calms down.

Now that the peaceful end of death for all things has become like this, as long as it is placed in the Age of Gods, there may be gods dedicated to Hades coming out to cause trouble for him.

Where's that damn fat guy?

Ilan locked his eyes on the place where the fat man disappeared before, quickly chased him forward, kicked open the back door of this luxurious house, and also completely plunged himself into the sea of ​​these half-dead people.

It is not difficult to deal with these half-dead soldiers. Although the rotten bodies increase their power to break human common sense, the same constant wear and tear of muscles and bones also makes them walk as if they are wasting themselves. Likewise, they will be able to lie on the ground, with the muscles and bones in their bodies unable to support their bodies.

Even if it is just like salted fish and eventually dried into skinny dried meat, this should be an extremely long process.

The left hand is still getting hot, so it seems that the left arm still can't hold the weapon, but there is no hidden skill in dealing with these attacks. He can find the opportunity at a glance to avoid the undead soldiers who directly move the weapon to attack him.

Next, my remaining arms and legs are enough to cut off the heads of these existences.

For a moment, Erlan felt the joy of mowing grass.

But at this moment, the body that fell to the ground and lost its head raised its arms, making the densely raised arms look like weeds growing on the ground, but the weeds looked extremely red with the blood. It's terrifying, those arms are constantly swinging blindly. In such a densely packed situation, Irlan has no way to avoid the search of these arms.

After a while, several arms firmly grasped Irlan's legs. Under normal circumstances, Irlan could directly cut off these arms with the dagger and hidden sword in his hand, but just now When he was about to do this, a sense of crisis came from behind him.

Ilan clenched the black dagger in his hand and moved it behind him. A black shadow passed in front of him. The familiar black skin or old black cloak, as well as the broken skull mask on his face, revealed Seeing the ruined face under the mask, Irlan's pupils shrank and he was stunned for a moment.

I did guess that Mr. Hassan's body would appear here, but I never expected that it would reappear in front of me in this way!

Even though the body has died and the muscle tissue in the body has begun to rot and dissolve, this has not had a great impact on the strength of Mr. Hassan. After all, Hassan himself has a very flexible body. It is better to say that part of the body's muscles Dissolution, on the contrary, allowed Mr. Hassan to regain his former peak strength, and all kinds of incredible movements could be performed at this moment.

Just like now, it is clear that the dagger in Irlan's hand has blocked the old man's attack, but the old man's body is still twisting in an incredible way, almost completely rotating his body, and at the same time, he squeezes his feet hard, grabbing both Stab the black dagger towards Ilan's neck.

Irlan could only quickly twist his body backwards and lower his waist as far as possible. Two black daggers scraped against the iron mask.

No matter how much I respect the old man, I can't hesitate or hold back at this moment!

Irlan gritted his teeth and threw his left arm forward. Although some of his left arm was still in the rebellious stage at this moment, there was no problem in launching the steel claw. Then he grabbed the steel claw that was moving towards him with his other hand. The steel cable that is launched outwards is thrown forward in conjunction with the movement of the feet.

When the enemy approaches you, doesn't it count as catching the enemy?

Before Mr. Hassan's body had time to distance himself and launch another attack, the tough steel cable wrapped directly around the old man's legs and one arm, and finally the entire mechanism began to shrink rapidly.

I don't want the old man's body to become tattered, so tying him up directly and making him unable to move is the best choice.

Thanks to the fact that the current old man is a dead man, even if he is given life and simulates human movements, his way of thinking is still severely restricted. Normally, how could the old man be tied up so easily by himself.

Erlan tugged on the steel rope in his hand, turned his body and quickly tied more restraints on the old man.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, two more black daggers were swung towards the special steel cable. This steel cable was processed with the special craftsmanship of the Order, and the black daggers were also from the Order. Special craftsmanship, even in order to be invincible when assassinating, compared to this steel rope, it is sharper.

Irlan gritted his teeth. Yes, if the old man's body was here, then the bodies of the two seniors would also be here, which would cause some trouble.

Even if the three top assassins cannot quickly distinguish and think about the situation in front of them, as long as they cooperate, it is absolutely impossible for them to take down the three people in front of them without doing too much damage.

collapse--

The steel cable controlled by Irlan's left hand was cut off at this moment. At the same time, the safety valve on the mechanism of his left arm opened. The entire mechanism fell directly from his left arm, preventing the rebounding steel cable from moving irregularly like a sharp blade. In the attack, he actually hurt himself.

Seeing that his mechanism was destroyed, Yilan was not very distressed or angry. After all, as long as he was given enough time and materials, it would not be difficult to recreate it. But now he wanted to destroy the three seniors in front of him. The only way to control the corpse is to use violent means.

Irlan flicked the black dagger in his hand, and the expression on his face became colder and colder, "I'm sorry, seniors, my methods will be rougher next time!"

Chapter 80: Confrontation with Hassan

It seems that if you want to take away the bodies of several seniors, you can only remove their limbs. Although I don't want to do this, there is no other way. Everything is to achieve the best result!

"I'm on it!"

Ilan's heart was a little heavy. In his opinion, perhaps today was his final test. He had to use the skills and strength he had learned from his seniors, and even surpass their unprecedented abilities and abilities that were unique to him. Strength to overcome them.

This time I am truly going to surpass my predecessors!

Seeing the ruined face of Mr. Hassan under the mask in front of him, a flash of light flashed in Ilan's eyes. Sure enough, it was still impossible to be truly indifferent, but there was no time to think about the attacks of the three seniors. It's already in front of him.

Facing the thrown daggers, his body rotated in the air, and the mechanisms on his legs could barely act as a defense against the daggers, avoiding most daggers and deflecting two daggers that could not be avoided.

Looking at the corpses of the two iron-faced seniors in front of him, he raised the weapon in his hand and waved it forward under the cover of his black cloak.

Like a poisonous snake, one blow was fatal. Knowing that simply piercing the throat or heart could not stop the senior in front of him, the blow was aimed at the shoulder.

On the contrary, because he was dead, only the instinctive reaction of memory remained, and there were no more alternatives. When he saw the dagger coming back, Iron Mask's instinct was to protect his throat.

Even at this moment, the outward wound on the throat of the dead assassin in front of me has long since dried up. The wound is really incomparable at first glance, and the thoughts suppressed deep in the heart are a bit unpleasant. .

Be ruthless——! !

Biting his lip, the rusty smell of blood spread in his mouth and the pain interrupted all his thoughts.

The dagger fell smoothly, and an arm flew directly to the sky. It was not over yet. Facing the figure of another senior rushing over, the mechanism in the leg once again popped out the dagger stored in it. The body flipped on the ground, and then headed directly towards The senior in front of me threw away his waist!

At the same time, he raised his right hand and successfully inserted the hidden sword into the senior's arm, stopping the senior's falling attack.

He didn't have time to look at the senior's body that he had cut into two pieces. Looking at the old man Hassan who looked like him rushing towards him, Irlan gently raised the mechanism of his leg with his right hand, and a dagger ejected, and then opened He opened his mouth and bit the handle of the dagger firmly, flipped his palm, and the three daggers were firmly clamped by his fingers like the steel claws of wild beasts.

He raised his right hand and fired the arrows from his sleeves together with the dagger. The arrow hidden in the shadow of the dagger would never be noticed so easily.

The human body is a very delicate and fragile structural tissue. Any error may lead to the destruction and death of the entire tissue. Even after the death of the body, this delicateness will still not be completely destroyed in a short period of time. These hidden swords will It will accurately hit the bone joints, and at the same time, the powerful force will destroy the bone joints in an instant.

At that time, the power of the entire body will reversely destroy the old man's body, and at the same time, the old man's movements will be stopped directly. Taking advantage of this opportunity is the time to fight back.

While charging forward, he gently picked up the mechanism on his left arm that had been bounced off the ground. He popped out the hidden sword in his right hand, picked out one end of the sharp steel rope, and matched it with the dagger in his right hand and mouth. The entire steel cable was quickly pulled apart. At the same time, Mr. Hassan's body was using a black dagger to deflect the flying knives away.

It’s done——! !

The sleeve arrow was like a bullet, and it penetrated into the body of Mr. Hassan. The body that seemed to be moving with some grace was broken at this moment, and at the same time, the thin and sharp steel cable was directly wrapped around Mr. Hassan's body.

As he pulled his right hand to the side, the steel rope rubbed against the dagger in his mouth, making a slightly harsh sound. At the same time, the steel rope at his end was slowly pulled away, and the rope wrapped around the body of Mr. Hassan The steel rope is naturally tightening rapidly.

This special steel cable can easily cut through skin and muscles when closed.

"I'm sorry, old man——!!"

The tightening of the steel cable successfully broke through a certain critical point. In addition, at this moment, Mr. Hassan's body is a dead body after all. When the flesh under the skin has rotted, the cutting does not require much force at all. !

At the same time, Irlan immediately turned around, raised his right leg and swung it to the side. The dagger bitten on his mouth also moved in the other direction, accompanied by two cold lights and the sound of the steel cables being completely pulled together. , the three heads just flew into the sky.

Seeing the three seniors losing control of their bodies and falling to the ground, Yilan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tight body slowly relaxed a little, but this didn't mean everything. Finish.

Looking at the other corpses rushing around, Irlan reached out and picked up a knight's sword from the corpse beside him, and rushed forward.

Every time he slashed, a head would fly into the sky. He kept dodging the slashes for countless times, and finally there was nothing but twitching corpses on the ground.

A sound of applause reached the ears, and the fat man who seemed to have been found came to Irlan again, with the holy cloth still hanging on his arm, and at the same time, the whole holy cloth was still spreading outwards. The blood-colored magic power, in the environment of this blood-colored magic power, Irlan's left arm became even hotter.

This made the exhausted Ilan feel a little impetuous. He reached out and grabbed the wrist of his left hand. He understood that it was normal for his arm to resonate with the holy cloth in front of him after absorbing the power of the Ten Commandments.

But do my arms have to be so impatient?

"Wonderful, your strength is really strong. It makes me a little stunned. You actually defeated all the escorts I prepared! No wonder those guys before had their throats cut without any resistance at all. I really like you more and more!"

The fat man licked his lips, the expression on his face was a bit arrogant. Looking at Ilan's cold eyes, the fat man felt a bit of pleasure. Sure enough, looking at the pretty beauty, he showed hatred and grievance. The expression makes people feel happy.

"You don't think you can kill me by killing these living dead. If so, how can the power of this holy cloth be considered a miracle?"