Chapter 10: Shadow Thieves VS Disguised Thieves (Part II)
"Do you hear the shrunk of shame from death as you reap life?" ββββThieves' Codex
Previously, it was only because both sides could not see their opponents clearly that a confrontation situation was formed, but now Luo Lan was completely exposed to the sight of the black shadow.
He lost all his advantage.
When he sensed his opponent's attack and raised his dagger to defend himself, a black mist suddenly erupted from the tip of the black shadow's blade.
Luo Lan's pupils shrank suddenly.
Dark energy!
A skill that can only be mastered by thieves above the five-star level!
It is one of the top forces in this world, just like vindictive spirit and magic.
"Ping!"
Luo Lan's dagger broke from it.
His heart no longer had a protective prop against any outside forces.
Even if there were, could it withstand the powerful dark energy?
The black shadow's dagger flickered and disappeared, and it entered his chest in a flash.
Luo Lan let out a low sigh, as if lamenting the injustice of fate, his body shook twice, and then he fell limply as if he had lost all his strength.
The shadow waited silently for a moment, and only after confirming that the other party had indeed lost his breath did he pull back the dagger in satisfaction.
He turned and smiled smugly at the hall.
He has been lurking in the Lampiston family for more than ten years, and he has been searching for that legendary treasure day and night, but he didn't expect that a low-level thief sent by the group finally solved this mystery today.
He had just wanted to wait for Luo Lan to sit in the position of Earl before taking action, after all, Zod was less than a month away from that cursed day, and he would die on the day he turned fifty, just like the ancestors of his family.
Now it seems that he is close to reaping the fruits.
He couldn't help but laugh: "The treasure here is my ...... after all"
The laughter came to an abrupt end.
His mouth opened wide, and his face froze like an ice sculpture.
Because a cold dagger was piercing the back of his heart.
Straight to the handle.
It's like piercing a leather ball, and all the energy is flowing out at a rapid pace.
The dark shadow looked at him in disbelief
Luo Lan turned to his front with a sly smile, and took his dagger to his spine with a fierce stroke, and the "click" completely cut off the other party's ability to resist.
The severance of the central nervous system made the black shadow stand unsteadily and fall to the ground, barely supporting his life force was the dark energy in his body.
"Impossible, impossible......" he opened his mouth slightly, and said a few words weakly and indistinctly, his eyelids drooping, but he still refused to close.
He was unwilling, how could he lose at the hands of a low-level three-star thief?
"Want to know the answer?" Luo Lan's voice touched his last trace of vitality like a magic sound.
The dark shadow suddenly widened its eyes that were about to close, and glared at him beggingly.
Luo Lan picked up the dagger and shook it in front of his eyes, and smiled: "You should remember what you said: 'Don't easily trust a thief in disguise, even if he has died in front of you.'" ββ
He stretched out his arm, and the black shadow remembered that there should have been a wound cut by Agni, but now it was back as before, Luo Lan smiled at him mysteriously, and the dagger cut a wound on it again, but in an instant, the wound healed at a very fast speed.
The shadow's eyes widened again, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat.
Luo Lan leaned into the ear of the black shadow and whispered, "If you have been watching me from the side, you should have found that I did not bandage the wound after tearing off the fake skin, but unfortunately, you obviously ignored this detail." He shook his head and sighed, nodded, "Yes, you must be thinking, this is obviously Rendit's talent, why do I too? It's unfortunate, I don't want to tell you." β
He suddenly took a few steps back and said in a sarcastic tone: "You should have hid a little farther just now, and then talk about ......it here" Luo Lan opened his arms and laughed wildly: "The treasures here are all mine." β
"Wow!"
The black shadow finally couldn't stand the excitement and failure, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness, he originally had a lot of skills that he hadn't used, so he lost inexplicably.
Luo Lan suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed the other party's hair and pulled it back, two strange lights suddenly shot out of his eyes, and he said in a dream-like voice: "Give it to me, the cultivation method of dark energy." β
In the moment before a person's death, they will lose all willpower.
In the dark space, it was as if a whirlpool had been created out of thin air, dragging everything into it.
The reason why Luo Lan was able to discover the other party was because of that cold feeling, which was emitted by the activity of "dark energy", and "that person" had repeatedly trained him how to sense this power, so he was extremely sensitive to it.
He also knew that a person with such an ability would not be able to compete head-on, and that the Shadow Thief would also "sneak" this skill to escape if necessary.
Therefore, in order to kill the opponent, you must lay out a careful trap, so that the opponent thinks that he has won the game, and then give the opponent a fatal blow.
"Bang!"
Luo Lan shook off the body of the black shadow and stood up gasping.
"Damn, would it be a headache to use two different abilities in a short period of time?"
After absorbing Rundit's brain vitality and memories that day, he once found something lurking in his body, and he never imagined that it was the source of Rundit's talent.
It's just that compared to Rundit's talent, his ability seems to be much less effective, he must control the healing of the wound himself, and he must know where the wound will appear first, otherwise it will be useless.
He stumbled towards the east side of the hall, where there was what he wanted.
While the depths of Luo Landi were digging into the secrets, chaos was taking place in the castle on the ground.
Rundit is dead.
He was suffocated to death, and he ate his food in large chunks without chewing it.
Luo Lan may be able to learn from the way he died, he is not really immortal, at least there are many ways to make him die.
For the peasants of this land, they should be thankful, because there is one less person to eat white rice among the noble lords, but for the Landiston family, this is undoubtedly a disaster. Because the heir who was originally decided to be sent to the church died all of a sudden, inexplicably, which means that all the previous arrangements will be in vain.
It was at this time that the cross of the Holy See appeared on the territory of the House of Landiston.
A team of priests Temos and the local priest Phidiath was slowly making their way to the castle, accompanied by three Preparatory Sanctuary, two Swordsmen of Light, and two priests with holy staffs, for a total of forty-five attendants.
The golden cross entwined with thorns exudes a strong divine aura.
The tall cross cart ran its way across the turquoise plains, weeds and hardened mud crumbling and crushing under the heavy, sturdy wheels.
The arrogant swordsman of light walked at the front of the line with a fluttering golden banner in his hand, calmly withstanding the awe-inspiring gaze of the foolish people in the field, and the silver armor on his body reflected the glittering light of the sun.
Religious-looking priests with benevolent faces walked behind, each with two fair-haired girls with holy jars and good faces.
It contains the holy water of sin-washing, which is essential for the initiation ceremony.
On the Apollo continent, the Church of Light is not the only denominational faith, and various polytheistic religions have filled every corner of the continent.
However, the mainland power, the Tilotu Kingdom, believed in the Illumination Sect, so some of the small feudal lords affiliated to the Eastern Continent were willing to respect the Bright Sect.
From the blue Endless Sea in the south to the vast and boundless Plains of Hilvonne in the north, the power of the Holy See is as omnipresent as a pawn.
Today, they would have taken in a noble nobleman whose family had maintained close ties with them for generations.
They believe that this will be a person who has made outstanding contributions to the church.