After dodging the flying dagger with an acrobat-like movement, the short Baixiang supported his body with his hands and feet, and his legs exploded with magic power, kicking hard, accompanied by a surge of power, and the whole person bounced out of place for more than ten meters.

As his body flew into the air, several daggers turned into black shadows and struck at his body.

Lower your left hand and hold your abdomen down, and your right hand back to the back of your head.

When the pitch-black dagger struck, his straight body exerted force sideways, spinning in the air with a straight body—

A dagger grazed from the front of his abdomen, above his middle finger.

Another dagger that had been shot at his left side flew past his back.

The other two daggers were offset by a long cut due to the displacement of their heads.

Dodging the flying dagger again, Baixiang's body immediately curled up and moved down.

Huhuhuhu-

Three more daggers flew past him in a triangular pattern.

Without this, two of the daggers would have pierced his heart and skull, respectively. Even if you dodge sideways, you will be hit by another dagger.

After dodging the attack with extremely flexible and agile dodging, Baixiang's legs and hands immediately swung, and while touching the ground, his hands and legs immediately used force, pushing his body to the side-

Tuk Tuk Tuk –

Three daggers flew from a distance, nailed to the spot where he had just landed.

"Oh, roar, roar, even though I'm very ordinary, my dexterity is unmatched by anyone else."

After dodging the attack again, Baixiang, or the personality of Baixiang, an individual named Makull, couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

If it was a frontal battle, he naturally couldn't do it, and it was impossible to hit him by throwing a dagger.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Something is wrong with the body!

The eyes of the skeletal mask named Makur suddenly widened, and he didn't know when, his fingers, his abdomen, and his arms had lost sensation.

His legs pushed himself to cover again as he pulled open the pitch-black tights.

I don't know when, his arms have lost their blood color all over their bodies, and they have turned a miserable gray like a dead man.

Although there were no scars, his skin had lost its color, and the magic of the disorder flowed through his skin, causing the skin that had still lost its blood color to swell like it was covered with tiny cracks in blue-black. Even if you don't tear off the tights, you can still see it.

Poison, curse.

It didn't take much thought to think about it, and the answer was already in the mind of Makul.

Others need to be notified and this information needs to be passed on!

The news came to the mind of Bakou.

However, when his body acted with his will and tried to exit the palace, he found that the collapse of his body was faster than he imagined.

In a short period of time, the nerves in the left half of his body have been severely damaged, the feeling in his left foot is still slightly duller than that of his right foot, and his left hand has been completely paralyzed even after the action of tearing off the tights, and he is rapidly losing consciousness and can only drag on the ground, there is no doubt that as long as he walks faster, his left foot will be uncontrollable.

Although it can be replaced by other ways, for him, who is characterized by agility, such a situation is a fatal blow.

But Rao is like this, he also uses all the parts of his body, and his body moves quickly outside the palace, passing information on the other personality clones lurking outside the palace.

And it was at this time that he felt it.

A pair of arms came from behind him and wrapped around his chest, like an intimate hug between lovers.

The sharp dagger he grasped in his arm cut through his bodysuit that covered his face, and his soft red lips pressed against it.

However, Baiyang Makul did not feel the excitement that any man should have, and the place that was touched by these arms, after the momentary touch, was the loss of senses.

The place where it was touched was like being soaked in some kind of terrifying toxin.

He could feel that the cursed magic that was not his own had invaded his body from where he had been touched, causing his flesh to crumble rapidly.

And, at this moment, a voice sounded in his ears:

"Are you the nineteenth Hassan? It's too weak, so weak, it doesn't deserve the name of 'Hassan Sabah'. ”

When this voice rang in the ears of Hundred Faces Macul, Marcul's sanity had been eroded by the poison of the cursed magic.

Not only did his body collapse, but his reason also collapsed.

Reason faded, and Makul degenerated from a human being into a beast with only desires.

But before his body could be dominated by the desire to reproduce, the terrifying toxin had completely destroyed his body, and he fell to the ground, in front of the gate of the palace.

Watching the servant who had the same code name as herself, also known as "Hassan Sabah", falling, and looking at the corpse, she took off the other party's mask.

Then, with the mask in her hand, she continued to dance in front of the corpse, in the empty palace.

Before her death, she was not as powerful as she is now, but in people's legends and beliefs, her poisonous body was sublimated.

Her Treasure - Zabaniya

A noble device capable of poisoning and corrupting everything it touches.

Directs creatures that come into contact with their skin or bodily fluids to death, and can even corrode them instantly if they are not armed with a noble Phantasm.

Because there is no way to "show mercy" to creatures, she will definitely kill the object that touches her.

However, it is up to her to decide whether or not to corrupt the armament.

Quietly looking at the Hassan mask in his hand, the master's order appeared in his heart-

"Assassin, the assassin who inherited the name of Hassan Al-Sabah after you, I think you need to test whether he is qualified to inherit the name of Hassan."

"He's not qualified."

Quietly muttered to himself.

The treasure that was sublimated into the poisonous body before his death, for the servant, cannot be "killed by touch alone".

It can only make the other person's actions sluggish and painful.

If you contact the mucous membranes such as the mouth, you can also inflict damage on the other person.

If the mucosa comes into contact three times, most of them will lose their lives.

Not to mention scattering your flesh at a very close range, bathing the enemy in a large amount of poisonous blood.

- Although there is this hole card that can only be used once.

Her body has toxins in her body, but they need to be removed, but if she sweats, she can also spread the toxins.

But in this case, the toxin will be weakened a lot.

If you have a toxin-resistant costume, the magician will be able to resist for a long time or even escape.

But......

This Hassan is not so much a servant as an ordinary person who is not much stronger than ordinary people.

However, at this moment, she seemed to think of something, and lowered her head slightly in astonishment, looking at the dead on the ground:

"Why? Instead of dissipating, you become a corpse? ”

She muttered to herself, then looked beyond the palace.

Step by step, her body, which melted into the night, slowly moved forward, and where she passed, plants and insects all died.

She stopped in front of a bush.

Through the grass that had withered from her arrival, she saw, a shallow footprint.

PS: How many points do you score for this series of diving?