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It was an oncoming stone slab.

I don't know what happened to this slate in the last moment, but anyway, it is flying straight towards my face now, and the next moment it is going to smash into my face.

And, as expected, from the darkness of the stone slab facing me, a black arm holding a dagger reached out again, trying to use the kinetic energy in it to kill me directly again like the dagger that flew last time.

But the same trick won't work twice against Saint Seiya.

What's more, the speed of the dagger last time was only pinched in that frame, and this time the slate is much slower than that time.

I immediately pulled the Industrial Morning Star out of my backpack and swung it at the slate in the air.

"Bang!" The stone seemed heavy and hard, but it was actually vulnerable.

Under the vigorous swing of the industrial morning star, the stone slab instantly cracked into several pieces and scattered.

Then, I realized what the killer's true purpose was.

The kinetic energy of the shattered stone was still there, and it swirled and flew and continued to fall in my direction. It's just that the kinetic energy that I just decomposed is no longer enough to cause me harm.

But what he was looking for was not the damage of stones.

Rather, it is a shadow cast on the stones.

By the time I thought about these things, it was too late.

From the four stones that had been splattered beside me from the splitting just now, a black arm stretched out, each holding a dagger, and the form was somewhat illusory.

It wasn't actually four hands, and from what I knew about his attack, I could tell that it was just a hand that kept moving back and forth between the shadows of the four stones.

Damn, who did he learn from all these shitty operations?

Coach, I want to learn how to manipulate shadows.

"Bang." The sound of a dagger piercing sounded.

A tingling pain.

White light rises into the sky.

Four stones hit the ground gently.

I was resurrected again in the place where I had just died.

……

The Misty Believers lurked in the shadows, quietly watching the slaughter before them.

Somehow, seeing Edge Long Night so embarrassed, he would always think of the day he killed Edge Long Night until he became an SSS-class wanted criminal.

Although he was later killed by Rinslet, he was also shuffled because of his SSS-class karma.

But he never regretted it.

On the contrary, because of this incident, I found my goal of playing this game.

When he encountered Bright Candle Snow as a member of the expedition team before, he was still a little saddened by Bright Candle Snow's description of him.

But now, he felt that this name was what he should have earned for this game.

"The First Assassin".

What a simple and crude name.

But as long as you have this profession, there should be no one who doesn't want this title.

Even if it's just a false name.

So, he gave up the union, gave up the autumn frost moon, and even gave up the light, to devote himself to the PVP where the game was still in its infancy.

No, it's not so much that he gave up the light, but that he never had it.

Whether in the virtual world or the real world, he is always hidden in the deepest depths.

And his name just proves this.

Believers of the Mist.

Believers who walk through the fog and believe in darkness, beginning in darkness and ending in light.

……

I suspect that after this battle, I will suffer from shadow phobia.

This is not sensational.

It's easy to break your mind when you're faced with an enemy who can come out of every shadow and hurt you.

This is also the best explanation for the so-called 'I am in the light, and the enemy is in the dark'.

I can't count how many times I've been resurrected at the resurrection point.

But at least my level had dropped a level and a half, and I distinctly remembered that I hadn't been out of this place since I was first killed by the shadows in the stones.

Damn, is he trying to kill me back to level 1?

When this thought popped into my head, my heart suddenly shook.

It's not impossible.

Think about who he employs?

O believer of the fog.

The Misty Believer is the one who has been washed by Rinslet, and if he wants to kill me back to Level 1, there is a good reason.

Wait a minute...... Employers?

I suddenly thought of a solution to the current situation.

"Hey! You come out! I shouted into the shadowy area next to the resurrection point.

"I know you're hired, and that employer gives you a lot of money, and I pay double !!!" I shouted hoarsely, lest he would not hear what I was saying.

The air around me seemed to shake a little because of my shouting.

But I prefer to believe that this is the shadow's response to me.

In a corner beside him, a voice suddenly came.

"How much are you willing to give?"

The voice...... Seems a little familiar.

...... ability to move in the shadows?

Something suddenly occurred to me.

"Sure enough, it's you!" I turned my head to see a familiar figure crouching in the corner of the wall, with a dead grass in his mouth.

It was the one who warned me that someone was going to kill me that day.

"What's your name?" I saw that he seemed willing to communicate with me, so I asked.

He was still hidden in a deep cloak, making it impossible to see his eyes.

But this time it was different from the last time, he held out a hand to me.

"What do you mean?" I'm a little confused.

His voice came faintly, "Since you want to know, you'll have to pay." ”

"And I'm still in a state of employment, that is—your enemy."

"How much do you want?" For some reason, I still think it makes sense.

He held out his finger and compared it to a 5.

"5 copper?" I asked.

He waved his hand.

"Five silver?"

He waved his hand again.

"50 silver?" In my mind, this price is probably very expensive, after all, I have no concept of money, except for a little herb or something on the road.

In fact, even the compensation fee at the tavern just now, I don't think it should exceed 1 gold.

"5 gold." He said slowly.

"You're here to grab money, right?!" I was a little hard at the end of the day.

Ask a question for 5 gold?

Then I'll just go to Moon Song City tomorrow to set up a stall and tell the fortunes.

"Love to give or not, you can't afford this money, and you still want to talk to me about employment?" He sneered.

Tsk, it's really a starting price.

I opened my backpack, looked at the more than five hundred gold coins and some silver and copper coins lying inside, and then touched five gold coins and threw them in front of him.

There was no dignity in front of money, but he happily picked up the gold coins and put them in his pocket.

Then, he cleared his throat and spat out two syllables, "Shadow One." ”

Is this his name?

It's really a name that matches your abilities.

"Can you take off your cloak and speak?" I crouched down and looked at the man who had killed me so many times and asked.

Sure enough, he held out his right hand to me again.

Then again a 5 was played.

Well, it looks like this thing is a poor ghost.