A young man in his twenties, wearing an unusually well-fitting red wizard robe, was leaning against a quiet corner, quietly watching the hurried wizards coming and going, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a mocking tone.
Suddenly, he saw a sudden noise from the crowd in the distance.
The young man raised his right hand slightly and spread his fingers.
I saw a cold light jumping quickly between his fingers like lightning, shuttling back and forth, and fell into his sleeve again as he closed his fingers again.
When he opened his clenched right hand again, a black holy symbol appeared silently in his palm, and was gently clamped by the muscles of his right palm.
As he opened his right hand, the Holy Emblem fell naturally and fell into his sleeve again.
"As my lord Nyx said -"
But in just this moment, the magic that the young man wanted to build has already finished chanting: "You must use the shadow as your friend and the shadow as your master. Praise the darkness."
As he prayed softly, his figure suddenly faded and disappeared into the air a few seconds later.
In the crowd, the shadow under the feet of a passerby fluctuated, and the young priest stepped on his shadow and appeared quietly behind him.
The passerby just felt a chill on his back and looked back in confusion, but found nothing unusual.
Because after the young man used his shadow to move into the crowd, he immediately turned around and left.
Just like an ordinary passerby, the young man complained casually while silently approaching the great wizard wearing a hood.
He didn't show very fast movement speed. Based on the current trend, he still needed to blend in with the crowd for about a minute before he could approach the great wizard whose face was completely covered when he turned the corner.
A seemingly ordinary handleless dagger came out of his right sleeve silently, and the tip of the knife was gently clamped by his thumb clasped in his palm.
As long as he got within three meters of the great wizard, he would have the confidence to instantly pierce the wizard's heart with the dagger thrown by his right hand. Even if he dodged the dagger, he would never be able to dodge his next blow.
The dagger coated with paralyzing poison was just a prop to attract attention. The moment the great wizard focused his attention on the dagger and turned around, he could use the shadow of the great wizard to move behind him, and immediately
Take out his heart and teleport away immediately.
Even a strong gold-level man who has lost most of his weaknesses will die from massive blood loss without a heart.
However, just when there were less than ten steps to reach the young priest's planned assassination location, an invisible and immaterial ripple suddenly swept over from not far away.
He was stunned for a moment, and then immediately felt a sharp pain in his wrists. His hands couldn't help but twitch due to the sudden injury. The dagger originally caught between his fingers suddenly fell to the ground with a clang. The surrounding people were stunned.
The wizard was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and quickly backed away from the surroundings.
It's the Knife Wizard!
The young priest immediately realized where his injury came from.
But it's too late.
The invisible blade passed by, and a huge crack appeared instantly, completely penetrating his throat from left to right.
Then, at his back, an invisible spike penetrated through the gap in his ribs, punching a three-finger-wide hole in his lungs.
His hand tendons were cut, his throat was completely torn open, and his lungs were filled with blood.
The hot blood gushed out from his torn throat, covering the great wizard he had planned to assassinate. Bright red foam gurgled out of his throat and mouth. He fell weakly to the ground.
, lost his life.
The great wizard with a hood whose face could not be seen clearly was poured with steaming blood, but he only paused for a moment and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Robert, who was following silently in the crowd, finally breathed a sigh of relief and moved the ceremonial knife tightly held in his right hand to his left hand.
Robert had never seen the great wizard from the beginning to the end. Maybe the great wizard didn't even know of his existence. But it didn't matter, the magic knife wizard only had the value of his existence before he was discovered.
Robert knew that there were at least two other trickster wizards like him. Because the only attack Robert made was the fatal wound on his throat. Apart from that, whether it was the severed tendon or the wound that caused his death
The cone-shaped back stabs on the back of the man who could not sing the prayer were all made by other crafty knife wizards.
The three of them had no communication before, and were not even sure about each other's existence. Just relying on their instantaneous reactions and the indescribable tacit understanding, they shot at the same time and killed an enemy of the same level.
Now we have reached the second ring, which is full of silver-level wizards... It will probably be no problem if we send them here.
Robert tilted his head, thought for a moment, then turned around and left. He didn't have the slightest idea of leaning over to see who the great wizard was. It wasn't because he was afraid of not recognizing him - as long as he went over, he would definitely be able to save the person he secretly saved.
Recognized his appearance.
After all, there are only a few dozen great wizards in the White Tower. In this city, which is not too small and is no different from a country, almost every wizard who has stayed here for a little longer can recognize these people.
However, Robert didn't want others to suspect that he wanted something from him.
The reason why the Knife Wizard has such a bad reputation is not simple. There are indeed some Knife Wizards who like to repay favors.
They will first kill someone's enemy in secret, and then demand reward in the form of a threat.
But Robert is not that kind of person.
It's not that Robert's moral character is very good, it can only be said that Robert doesn't bother to do such a thing. After all, he is more or less a prince. His own pride alone will not forgive him for doing such a thing.
——However, if Robert could see the face of the great wizard from under the hood, he would probably be surprised.
Because he is not from this city at all.
Not to mention a wizard, not even a great wizard.
It was a male mountain man who looked to be less than thirty years old and slightly fat. His eyes kept flashing with emerald green light, making everyone around him convinced of his identity as a "great wizard".
At the same time, his body was transformed into a middle-aged woman with a serious face under the influence of magic.
That was Sade's face.
He just walked through the detection magic of the White Tower as if nothing had happened, and walked step by step towards the conference hall of the third tower. Not far from him, a middle-aged woman with a sad face followed a full-body figure.
The people all wrapped in black robes walked towards the first tower in silence.
Those were the four saints sent by the gods. However, one person left the team quietly.
At the junction of the second and third rings, in front of Roland and Xiela, a tall and energetic old man stood silently in front of them. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m