Ark of the Immortal

This power also killed the plan of the attacker behind him.

Who says you can't use swordsmanship with bare hands? A true mage never lacks the means to confront the enemy at close range.

Are spells such an inconvenience?

The assassin in front of the undead man immediately felt that something was not right the moment he saw the bright light.

But now it's too late for him to retreat.

BOOM!

A ball of flame exploded from the undead man's right hand and pushed forward.

This flame has never had any entity. As a method of using a spell, he ignited it in his hand, completely covering the entire area in front of him!

Spell (sparking fire)

Most conjurers disdain this method by simply detonating flames in their hands.

But aren't spells created just for use?

The same goes for spells.

The left hand and right hand used two different powers at the same time, but the immortal did not panic at all.

As early as when he used the spell, he had already thought about what to do next.

Ignore the assassin in front of him who was blown backwards by the flames.

The undead man opened the dagger on his back, turned back, and the light in his left hand gradually dimmed.

But the slightly clenched right hand released a little bit of starlight!

In just a moment, a huge sword like flowing light was held in the hands of the undead! The giant sword that appeared out of thin air was like a real heavy sword in the hands of the undead. It was packed with power like a flood and struck down from top to bottom with one blow!

Spells (Soul Sword)

Boom!

This was a dull sound, different from the dull sound of steel hitting the ground. There was a slight clear flow in this sound, as if something was flowing in it.

The moment the sound came out, a huge amount of magical energy poured into the assassin. The dagger he raised above his head to try to resist had no effect at all, and was cut off by the spell at the moment of contact.

With one slash, the flesh and blood body was torn in half by the flowing violent magic energy!

Blood splattered, but the soul sword in the undead's hand was still like a clean starry sky, without a trace of dirt.

Just one blow caused such a result!

But the undead man hadn't stopped yet. He let go of his right hand and turned around.

The assassin who had just been blasted out of the shadows by the undead had just landed, and when he looked up, he saw the flickering light in the undead's hand.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and rushed out towards the entrance of the alley!

Someone is already dead. The estimate of the target's combat strength was wrong! The most important thing now is to reduce losses!

The undead looked at the coward who fled the battlefield, loosened his grip on his right hand, and the spell that persisted in his right hand broke out of the obstacle set by the undead.

Spell (Soul Arrow)

Cing!

There is no harsh sound of steel friction, but the sweet sound like a sword being unsheathed echoes in the alley.

A giant blue arrow made of magic passed through the air in an instant and hit the assassin's back who was about to escape.

Blue light spots dispersed in the air, and the second assassin froze in place.

The big hole in his chest made him unable to move, and he eventually fell to the ground.

The undead man lowered his right hand raised in the air.

The face covered by the silver mask lowered his head slightly and saw the mask that fell on the ground when the assassin was blown away.

He knelt down, picked up the mask, saw the tailless and headless rings on it, and remembered the pattern in his heart.

He must have seen this symbol somewhere, and the urge to burn it to death made the undead man squeeze the mask tightly, making a creaking sound.

laugh.

The flames rose, melting the mask made of steel into molten iron, and then splashed it randomly on the ground, blending with the scarlet blood.

The undead adjusted the hat on his head and picked up his things.

Lifting his feet, he stepped over the body that was divided into two parts, and also stepped over the blood on the ground.

Come to think of it, Shangcheng District will definitely be in a boil tomorrow.

Maybe it all depends on how well the big man who invited the immortals can do it.

We should also share this information with Hannah Weiner later to see if they can find any clues.

But all this has nothing to do with the current undead.

There is a girl who is still waiting for him to go back and rest.

He really missed the bonfire that he hadn't seen for a day.

102.Old acquaintance

"So, you think someone is targeting you?"

Hannah asked the undead while eating the cake that Keobe handed her.

"Do you remember any characteristics? If I remember it, I can tell you. Even if we don't know, we can check it for you."

"Characteristics? Yes."

The undead man stretched out a finger and formed a solid blue line in the air, which was a trace of solidified magic.

His fingers drew a circle in the air, eventually forming a regular ring with no head or tail.

"This is the mark on the assassin's mask."

The undead man put away his fingers and looked at Hannah in front of him.

"Do you have, what, a clue?"

The time has come to the morning of the next day.

The Immortal didn't receive a letter from Tianhuo, which meant he didn't have to go to work today.

After waiting at home for a while, I had finished brushing Keobe's teeth and waited until Hannah came to deliver firewood.

Now that Hannah is here, the immortal man tells her what happened last night, and Hannah suddenly becomes alert.

She seems to be able to find some clues here. But to her, it was really incomprehensible for this force to assassinate the undead.

"It's weird, I always feel like I've seen this thing somewhere, but..."

Hannah touched her chin, shook her head, and said to herself.

"No, no, it shouldn't be them. Their manpower wouldn't be stupid enough to go uptown and kill people."

"Talk about it."

The undead man raised his head at Hannah. No matter what kind of information it is, what the undead need most now is to get information, whether it is right or wrong. It will be helpful for his future activities in Victoria.

"Let's put it this way, your pattern looks a lot like the logo of a local Victorian organization to me."

Hannah organized her language and began to popularize science about the undead.

"EARTHA, Victoria's native resistance force, their existence is very secretive. But we have some contact with them, so we also know the scope of their activities. Ah, yes, give me a piece of firewood."

Hannah borrowed a piece of wood from the undead. She took out a multi-purpose knife from her waist and carved on the wood.

"Their logo is a chain ring connected together. Although the shape is very similar to the ring you drew, in detail, their logo has a hollow in the middle. At a glance, you can tell it is a chain."

Seeing what Hannah had drawn, the undead man shook his head.

The light was a little low at that time, and the undead man actually only glanced at it, but what was certain was that it was definitely not this kind of chain ring. That kind of ring was more similar to a pattern composed of multiple entwined lines.

But he couldn't let go of every possibility. The undead man secretly recorded this pattern in his heart.

"They are all operating around Londinium and several other small mobile city-states. This is to resist the chaotic rule of the high-level Victoria. At the same time, Ersa is also doing its best to help those who left Londinium. Infected person.”

Hannah said as she handed the firewood in her hand to the undead.

"It's like this situation where you go uptown to kill people. Either they are crazy, or you have sworn hatred with them, or you are a key point with very important strategic intentions."

Hannah shrugged, she said.

"I personally think they can be eliminated."

"Um."

The undead man nodded, threw the stick in his hand into the fire next to him, and spoke again.

"Anymore?"

"Hmm...I can't think of that."

Hannah shook her head, she said to the undead.

"After all, I don't have much contact with the upper-level forces. I will help you pass on this news first and ask my brothers to help you pay attention. When Wei Na or Morgan come back, let them take a look. They are here every day When dealing with things in Shangcheng District, they definitely know more information than me."

While talking, Hannah took another small piece of firewood, carved a ring on it with a knife, and was ready to take it away.

"All in all, the fact that you were assassinated sounds a bit outrageous, and they even called you by your name?"

"Yes."

The immortal nodded.

"Victoria, the wandering spirit."

This name is very unfamiliar to the undead. But all those who can call this name are either acquaintances with the undead, or are forces like Yin Hui who have conducted precise investigations.

First of all, exclude Yin Hui. It makes no sense for Yin Hui to let the undead come to Victoria and then find someone to get rid of the undead in Victoria.

There is no gain for Yin Hui, and the immortal would not think of any conflict between the two. On the contrary, his relationship with Yin Hui is not bad, and Yin Hui has no reason to do such a thing.

The rest is even harder to guess, if you exclude the Glasgow gang.

The undead man suddenly discovered that he had no acquaintance in the whole of Victoria.

Strange, who is it?

This force must first have a certain ability in Victoria, and then it must have an understanding of the past of the undead.

And judging from their attitude, they probably have grudges against the undead.

Even if there is no hatred, the undead must have embarrassed them before, or the existence of the undead is their obstacle.

However, the assassination operation itself was somewhat strange.

Although the two assassins are not bad in skill, they also have Origin Stone skills as ability aids.

But if he knew the skills of the immortal, why did he let these two guys kill him?

If you think about it with your feet, you will know that the immortal's strength is definitely more than this.

The immortal man's mind kept spinning, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

I'm afraid this is not an assassination, but a temptation.

If this is the case, then the price of this temptation is really high.

Two assassins who were proficient in Source Stone skills fell into the hands of the undead, and even accidentally exposed their power to the undead.

But what is their purpose in doing this?

"Since he is someone who can call you by name, he must have had contact with you before. Or someone who has paid attention to you. Think about it carefully, and I will keep an eye on it for you."

Hannah looked at the thinking undead man. She stood up and said goodbye to the undead man.

"In this case, I'll go back first, and I'll come back to you in two days after I find something."

The undead sent Hannah away and then returned to sit down by the campfire.

Kiobe knew that Hannah and the undead were talking about business, so he didn't speak during the whole process.

Only now did Ceob hold up a piece of cake and hand it to the undead.

"You eat, I don't."