Whether it was the feathers flying in the sky, the majestic figure or the last evening bell, it was a sight that only the lord of the dying Darius III could see, and Araya, who was three meters away, only felt that something cut through the air, and then the head on the other side flew into the air, and the blood that had lost its restraint was scattered like a fountain under the effect of blood pressure, and fell at his feet with the head that fell in a circle.

"Hmm, just beheading. ”

Even if he has lived for more than a hundred years and is used to seeing life and death, he rarely sees this kind of neat beheading, usually cutting the throat or carotid artery.

"Just a little bit of personal interest. The Assassin's response was bland, seemingly doing just a trivial thing.

"This kind of interest really doesn't seem like an assassin should have, it's too much of a movement. However, with such a clever concealment skill, it doesn't matter if the movement is a little louder. ”

As Araya said, his servants possess extremely high concealment skills. From the beginning of the summoning to the present, the Aassassin has never revealed his true body, like a fog. I thought that when he shot to kill, he should have shown up, but he still didn't see anything.

If it weren't for the fact that he could feel the connection between the contracts, he would even think that he had fallen for the illusion - the evidence was that the Assassin's voice was too similar to his own. Roa and Nero Kaos were coincidental enough, but one more coincidence? There is no reason why an assassin who can be perfectly invisible would leave such an obvious clue as sound.

"Thank you for your understanding, Master. ”

The Assassin's voice was still so unwavering, neither rejoicing at the Master's compliment, nor discerning.

In this regard, Araya is not only not angry, but very satisfied. He was never a high-profile person, and Assassin's style was exactly what he wanted. Obedient, introverted, non-talkative, and highly skilled—isn't it better not to show up? Assassins who can't even see themselves are even less visible to the enemy.

It seems that Roa really didn't lie to himself in this regard, he did recommend a suitable servant for himself very carefully, but I don't know which generation of Hassan Sabah, there is not much information about this mysterious assassination sect, and his servant is a typical mystic, and he doesn't want to waste a spell for this little thing, so he can only speculate by himself based on limited information.

Of course, while speculating, he did not forget to get down to business. After the blood spurting from his neck subsided, he severed the corpse's left hand, and took the severed limb back to the distance along with the spell on it, and handed it to Roa.

At this time, the battle of the immortals was also nearing its end. Because of the death of the Master, Darius III lost the source of his magic and the basis for his dependence, and his strength was greatly weakened. Not only was it unable to support the proud treasure "10,000 Immortal Cavalry", but even raising the battle axe in his hand became more and more laborious.

It didn't take long to be firmly bound by the chaos unleashed by Nero Kaos, like a huge black statue.

One of the largest phantom beasts opened its mouth, as if it wanted to swallow the big man who had defeated the beast herd countless times, but before the mouth could close, it was Luo A.

"Nero, I've already said that if your demons get out of hand, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

"I've said it too, whatever you want. ”

Nero Kaos didn't even look at the hacked phantom beast, and the black torrent reversed, returning the corpses on the ground and the remaining beasts to chaos, leaving only Darius III, who was on the verge of dissipation.

Roa shrugged helplessly, walked up to Darius III, and looked up at the king of Persia, who was 345 centimeters tall.

"I'm sorry, Berserker, for treating you like that. ”

"Defeat is defeat, my life ended in defeat, and it doesn't hurt to lose again. ”

With the dissolution of the master-slave contract, the effects of "madness" also disappeared, and Darius III finally regained the ability to speak.

"Give me a good time, mighty undead, this is the power of the victor. ”

"Unfortunately, that's not possible. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it a long time ago, so why wait until now? Darius III, it doesn't matter if you are defeated once, as long as you live, there is hope, you should know this best. ”

The second half of Darius III's life was the second half of his defeated life, constantly losing to Iskander, but despite this, he continued to gather his army and repeatedly blocked the iron hooves of the conquering king until he died in battle, which is why Roa said so.

"You want me to make a pact with your master?"

"It's not a contract, it's just a transfer contract. Roa said, taking the severed limb from Araya's hand, "I will be your new master." ”

"I refuse!" said Darius III without hesitation.

"Oh, are you willing to disappear like this?" asked Roa, with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Of course not. ”

"Then why refuse, as a master, my ability is definitely much stronger than the corpse over there. ”

"It's not a matter of ability, I'm the king of the human race, and I will never be subordinate to monsters!" This is the pride of Darius III and the pride of human heroes.

"It's a pity, you don't count!" The corners of Luo A's mouth curled in a clear arc of pleasure, and his eyes were hideous and cruel, "This is the power of the real winner, and the winner rules everything." ”

"You-" Darius III suddenly began to struggle, "you despicable monster. ”

Luo Ahaha laughed: "Scold, scold, the more you scold, the more you scold, the more you highlight your powerlessness, you can't do anything without support, so that the demon is not even as good as a monster." ”

"It's useless, you can't break away from the 'Creation Soil' that I refined with three hundred lives. ”

Nero Kaos said lightly, but it made Darius III struggle even more fiercely.

"Assassin, hurry up and finish me, for the sake of fellow Immortals. ”

Nothing happened to the "......", and the Assassin, who was hiding somewhere, did not react.

"Are you really willing to be in the company of monsters, do you still have the pride of a hero?"

"Don't waste your efforts, how can an assassin who takes someone's life in the shadows have heroic pride? Everything is in my control, whether it is summoning an Assassin, there is no so-called pride, Berserker will be 'mad' and take away reason, and there will be no pride left - the only way to be stubborn is now, and you won't even be able to speak in a few minutes!"

Roa said, covering the spell over the stump with his own hand. With the infusion of magic power, the faint red pattern suddenly became vivid.

"Drink all the contents of the cup, and sins will be forgiven. It is my blood shed for all, the blood of the contract......"

PS: If you like Wang Ha, don't worry, the first force will not fall, the second character will not collapse, and the third grandpa has a deep meaning in everything he does - the hint is obvious, you are not dead now because the destiny has not arrived, and it has arrived, you know, the head is raised.