"That's it."

A pitch-black figure quietly appeared behind Kadir, and the frosty black knife in his hand sprang out like a spirit snake and placed it on Kadir's neck, stopping his falling sword.

The scene fell silent, and the sudden appearance of the assassin shocked everyone, no one knew how he appeared, and no one knew who the man really was. But it was true that he appeared, outside of everyone's perception, in places where it would not have been.

A level 10 hero has a detection range of more than 3,000 meters, and the closer he gets, the stronger his detection ability becomes, and even an assassin who is proficient in concealment art cannot appear silently behind a level 10 hero and put a knife on his neck.

If an assassin can do such a concealment technique, he can basically represent that he is invincible at the same level.

Ash looked up, looking incredulously at the dark shadow in the snow.

"Who are you?" Kadir's sword didn't fall, he didn't look back, he just stood and asked the man behind him. At the same time, he was also observing the people behind him, and the more he observed, the more frightened he became. Except for the fact that he had spotted him when the man was speaking just now, he still couldn't even sense the presence of someone behind him, only the black knife around his neck explained his situation, proving that its owner was standing behind him. This kind of assassin is a little too terrifying.

"You don't have to know, stop here, or you'll all die here." The voice that seemed ethereal came from behind him again, emotionless, as if talking about a trivial matter, but the assassin's voice also made everyone fall into an ice cellar.

Silence, Kadir didn't speak, and his gaze began to grow cold.

"Sen!"

The blade of the sword spun sharply, swinging behind him with a surging sword aura, and at the same time, Kadir also slammed the short knife on his neck with the armor on his left hand as fast as he could.

"Bang!"

Something happened, nothing happened, Kadir's sword qi split a deep furrow in the snow, and his left hand exploded in the air without hindrance.

The soldiers behind him took a breath of cold air at the same time and took a few steps back.

The assassin stood intact, and everyone saw the sword qi pass through his body, and everyone saw the sword light flickering. But the Assassin still stood expressionless, as if it was none of his business, and the truth was, unscathed.

The assassin looked down at Kadir's long sword hanging on the ground, his eyes still did not fluctuate in the slightest, but he quietly raised his head to look at him: "I'll give you one last chance." ”

Kadir frowned and raised his sword, his own coercion began to gather on the Assassin, it was impossible for him to retreat, then this battle was inevitable.

The assassin sighed almost silently, he didn't really want to fight, forget it, just fight: "Then, let's deal with the people in the way first." ”

As he spoke, five figures that were exactly the same as at this moment appeared in the ranks of more than thirty elite soldiers, five people, flashing three times, and the pitch-black figure with a silent blade appeared from time to time with pale lightning, everything happened almost instantly. When the figure stopped, fifteen soldiers clutched the blood running from their throats and slowly fell to the ground, unable to make any more sounds.

No one knows what's going on, only what happens. Everything has been quiet and eerie since it first began. There are no fierce battles, brilliant skills, only, silent death.

After the five identical assassins stopped, they didn't move again, just stood and looked at the remaining dozen or so people. It's like a wolf taunting its prey, and it's like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

The rest of the soldiers began to retreat, their swords trembling, some of them may not be afraid of death, but as long as they are human, they are afraid of the unknown. Death is just an unknown, and the unknown represents all fears, like darkness, like ghosts, it's all unknown.

Yes, maybe it's not a human being standing in front of them.

For three seconds, the soldiers felt like they had spent a deep winter in Frieljord, but unfortunately Frieljord only had a deep winter.

The five figures disappeared again, this time, no one could stand, and everyone fell to the ground, blood and corpses converging into a huelike image. Everyone who fell to the ground had their eyes wide open, and they didn't even know why they died. The figure vanished, blood gushing from his throat.

After the five Assassins had finished their mission, the wind and snow had dissipated as if they had never appeared, except for the bright red of one place to represent their presence.

"Everything has become a lot cleaner, hasn't it?" The assassin laughed, his laughter was nice and enjoyable, if it weren't for the dozens of corpses behind him, of course.

Kadir's sword moved, like a phantom, it was a very fast sword, but the assassin had seen a faster one, and that sword was called Yi.

Jianfeng only slashed a snowflake, and on the other side, the assassin slowly walked out of the snow: "It seems that you can't wait, then, let's start." ”

In the pale world, a trace of black mist began to appear, although the fog became more and more intense, and in the blink of an eye, Kadir could no longer see the surrounding environment clearly. He could feel the power of runes in his body becoming very sluggish, and even his body was becoming tired and weak.

At this time, he remembered the crazy soldier, and he kept muttering the words: traces, footprints, black mist, ghosts.

Kadir stood in the black fog, he couldn't see anyone, but he knew that the assassin had been waiting in the shadows for him to show a flaw.

"You're the ghost?" Kadir asked, his years of experience had made him not panic, but very calm thinking.

"Ghosts?" The Assassin's voice was questioning, and then he scoffed, "What a cheesy name you have chosen. ”

The black knife poked out of the black mist and slashed faintly through Kadir's throat, without a hint or warning from beginning to end.

Kadir's long sword was extremely sensitive, and on the side of the light body, the long sword cut through the black short knife, narrowly avoiding the attack, and was about to counterattack. The man had disappeared in front of him again.

Secretly tightened the long sword in his hand, Kadir was engrossed in perceiving every fluctuation and sound around him, such an opponent is really terrifying, you don't know when and where he will give you a fatal blow. And you can't fight back, you can only wait for the crisis to come, and defend passively.

"Now, don't be so nervous, I'll be very gentle." The voice came again, and Kadir swung his sword behind his back in time, catching the black knife in the back. But the next one, out of thin air, another assassin stabbed himself in the chest with a short blade.

Turning, the blade slashed a dazzling spark on the hard armor, illuminating Kadir's cheeks and vaguely illuminating the surroundings.

Kadir's pupils instantly narrowed, like a pinhole. Because around him, six chuckling figures, blades slightly cold.