Beyond the black fog,

The pitch-black fog is so dazzling in the white world that you can't see what's inside, you can't hear the sound inside. It's as if everything has been cut off, as if everything has been swallowed up in hell. Occasionally, in the black mist, there would be a few bright sword lights flickering, but then they would be swallowed up and dissolved by the endless mist.

Ash sat outside of the black mist, and the black mist seemed to be consciously trying to bypass her, not pulling her into the darkness.

She watched in silence at the surging fog, who she knew, she didn't know, she only knew that in her utter despair, the dark shadow appeared.

Years later, Ash thought back to that time, and she said, He showed up when I was most desperate, He showed up when I was most miserable, He showed up when I was most helpless. In the end, I ascended the throne and he was gone. He came to me when I lost everything, and he went when I got everything. I wouldn't accept Tedamir's proposal, even if I had lost that back.

"Ha, ha." In the black fog of Kadir's stand, the armor on his body was already disheveled, and the hard steel had been cut through several holes. Although there are no fatal injuries on the body, every small wound may be a foreshadowing of a fatal blow.

This kind of battle tests people's will, endlessly wears out your last fighting spirit, dark, silent, but you can't let your guard down all the time.

Kadir felt that he had reached his limit, and until now he had always been on the beaten side, no matter how fast his sword was, even if he released his skills, he could not hurt the other party in the slightest. As soon as his sword touched the Assassin, he would disappear, and he would slash at a handful of snowflakes or a cloud of black mist. It's like a ridiculous clown, teased by the other party.

It must be over as soon as possible, otherwise sooner or later it will be consumed to death.

Kadir gritted his teeth, and the Assassin's sumteenth attack arrived, and he turned slightly sideways, flashing the Assassin's dagger, but at the same time, he did not fight back. Kadir's sword, stuck in the ground, sank into the snow.

The assassin frowned, he felt that the sword had condensed a very powerful runic power for a moment, but then fell silent for a moment. Just as he was about to dodge away, the wind around him moved. How can there be wind under the fog isolation!?

But the wind moved, centered on Kadir, and it was a gust of wind, and Kadir was the eye of the wind. The endless mist was pulled by the wind, and the Assassins who had come to hide in the darkness were not spared. The moment of attack, this is Kadir's experience, when attacking, it is the time when people are most defenseless.

From the outside, the fog suddenly became smaller and began to rotate rapidly, around a central point.

Then, this trick will decide the ending!

Kadir drew his long sword with both hands, looked at the assassin who had been hired by the wind, the long sword was placed horizontally at his waist, and he quietly charged his strength, and the figure disappeared, leaving only a moonlight between heaven and earth.

Quick, this sword was extremely fast, almost catching up with the Yi, and the moonlight only flashed in the eyes of the assassin.

Blood flowers bloom.

The wind stopped, and the moment the sword slashed out, the moon-white sword light illuminated the black mist, and then dimmed. The end was already over at this moment, and Kadir was on his knees, his sword standing beside him. The assassin stood behind him, and the short knife stabbed him in the heart from behind.

Crimson blood flowed down and stained the armor red.

At the last moment, the effect of the shadow attack, flashing to the enemy's back attack, is precisely the nemesis of this indomitable sword. Although the sword was fast, it did not kill the Assassin.

"Ahem." Kadir coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his powerful body made him die without being directly pierced in the heart, he looked at the assassin behind the mist and said, "Can you promise me one thing?" ”

The assassin was stunned for a moment, and said jokingly: "Trigger the plot, if my brother dies, go straight to death, don't trouble me, I thank you." ”

"Heh, it's not a trouble, it's just, when you meet the mastermind behind the scenes, can you not kill her?" Kadir smiled bitterly and continued, "She's actually a kind woman. ”

The black fog dispersed, and the weather in Freljord was good today, with light snow flying in the sky, but it was not big, and the sun was finally not so stingy, and gave the warm sunshine to Freljord. Warmth always gives people a feeling of happiness, let alone a place where the four seasons are as cold as deep winter.

Kadir squinted at the glare of the sun, Misha, I can only accompany you here.

Kadir, the regent Misha, is two friends who grew up together. Misha is not a clansman, and in another family disaster, Misha escaped to the tribe before being rescued by Ash's grandfather and adopted here. Also because she was a foreigner, she was bullied by many children since she was a child, and Kadir at that time always stood in front of Misha, and always was.

Both grew up, with Misha taking on the high position of regent on his own merits, while Kadir served as his family's guard for generations.

One day Misha found Kadir and asked him for something. No one knows what this incident was, what Misha said at the time, only that after Misha left, Kadir lost his soul.

Kadir persuaded Misha, but to no avail, saying that even if Kadir did not help her, she would continue the operation. In the end, Kadir chose her, betraying his loyalty and his family's mission.

Since she can't change it, she will accompany her to the abyss.

The assassin looked at Kadir, she didn't know what his attachment was for, she didn't know who was behind it, she just looked at this dying man, half-sounded, and sighed: "I understand." ”

"Thank you." The wind and snow fell on Kadir's shoulders, on his white hair, and his pale blue pupils stared at the flying snow in the sky, and Kadir closed his eyes. Written, his painful end.

The assassin drew his blood-stained black knife, tucked it into his waist, and turned away. A hideous wound on his back remained, blood soaked his black leather armor, and he walked in the snow, leaving a row of crimson footprints, and she was also injured, the moment the blade slashed.

"Who are you?" As the Assassin passed by Ash, Ash asked softly, but there was a little more in his unwavering voice.

The assassin stood still, silent for a moment, and then spoke, "A shadow." ”

With that, the assassin slowly disappeared into the shadows behind Ash, as if it were really just a shadow.

Everything was calm, the sun soaked the snow, everything was so quiet, only Kadir's long sword, which sparked softly, was like a sob.

"I came from the shadows and departed from the shadows. - Anchen. ”