In the darkness of the trees, there is an invisible danger lurking deep inside.

In the vast night, two fires gradually approached from afar.

I could vaguely hear the intermittent voice: "Where did that kid go?" Hey, Jabber, do you think that little bastard is a real mage? ”

"Phew! I don't believe in his tricks, but since he dares to steal the lord's treasure, the origin will definitely not be so simple. I guess he's one of those people who've been making a lot of noise in the South lately. ”

"You're saying that guy is the one in black?"

"Shhhh These three words are sensitive words, if you hear it to the captain, be careful that you can't eat it and walk around! I heard that this gang of people has been very active in the south recently, and they have assassinated the lords of several small towns one after another, all of them are dragons, and they are very arrogant for a while. ”

"But then again, if we hadn't been signed a dragon blood contract, we wouldn't have survived if the lord died, otherwise I wouldn't want to go against the black-clothed people...... Those damn caterpillars have taken our territory for themselves, hum ......"

As the light of the fire drew closer, two not-so-young guards approached the bush with torches held alof.

"Hey, Jabb! Isn't this the area where the kid escaped into the portal just now? Do we still need to search? The tall man was angry at the dark bushes, apparently reluctant to go into the thorny bushes, especially since it was still a summer night, and the elusive snakes were likely to surprise the uninvited guests who dared to trespass on their territory.

"Don't slack off." Jaber said succinctly: "This is the captain's order, the vial of eternity has been crushed by that kid, the lord must be thunderous and angry, if he can't catch that kid again...... I don't want to give him even the slightest chance to get angry at us, you know. ”

The tall man shrugged his shoulders and said no more, and the two of them walked absentmindedly towards the bushes.

The bushes were not high, but they were tight enough that an underage teenager could easily be hidden.

Duran's body was bent into a bow, and he put his hands on the ground and bent his waist, calmly looking at the two members of the lord's guard who were approaching.

"Both of them are gray iron strength, almost level 15." Duran silently estimated in his heart that one by one, one against two, if it was head-on, Duran had no hope of winning at all.

Even though his level quickly increased to level seven after killing the evil spirit Arabel, his absolute strength was still quite a small gap with these two guards.

But there's always a way, isn't there?

Duran took a deep breath and whispered, "ds'rego!" (Gnomes: disappear)"

A vague mist slowly rose from the surface of his body, and this mist surrounded him, and everything around him seemed to be completely cut off from him, and the surrounding scene became blurry and sometimes clear.

The [Stealth] skill was quietly activated, and some points of stealth instructions flashed through Duran's mind, and then he took a step back slightly, hiding his thin body between the col and a few bushes. Stealth can shield enemy perception, but unlike stealth, stealth can be detected.

If you don't hide it skillfully, the sneaking Assassin will be completely exposed in bright light.

Because of this, the gnomes have a famous saying: never be superstitious about the power of disguise, darkness is the best disguise.

Duran held his breath, and the whole person was pressed against the mountain wall.

The next moment, the branch of the tree covering in front of him was removed, and the fire shone in violently, and the members of the two lords' guards looked around expressionlessly, and finally came to a conclusion: "No one! ”

The branch in front of them was closed again, and the two turned around, ready to look elsewhere for Duran's traces. At that moment, Duran moved—

His movements were swift and fast, as if the eagle, which had been hovering high in the prairie for three days and three nights, had finally found a flaw and pounced on the poor but unsuspecting prey, and without a sound, Duran's left hand hugged the guard named "Jabber" fiercely.

Before the other party could react, Duran's right foot kicked hard behind the knee joint of Jaber's feet, and the guy was caught off guard, and the whole person immediately fell backwards.

"Yes......" Before Jia Bo could draw his weapon, he had just shouted a word, and the cold blade quickly slashed through his throat, and Yin Hong's blood rushed out of his arteries. In an instant, the torch was dropped on the ground, and the scene of the blood gushing coldly reflected in a clear shadow on the western mountain wall.

"Jab!"

The tall man reacted when both Jaber and Duran fell backwards, but when he drew his sword, he saw his vice-captain staring at his unwilling eyes, blood splattered five steps - and the assassin sneered and fell with Jabble's corpse in his dagger.

"No!"

The tall man let out a heart-rending roar, and he stepped out in a rage, intending to stab Duran to death with his own hands.

However, Duran fell to the ground unhurriedly, he was not even ready to support it with his hands, he just fell straight down.

"Bang!"

This series of movements took place between the lightning and flint, and Duran fell to the ground, weighed down by Jabber's heavy corpse, but he was as calm as ever, and shook off the oak thorn with his hand, and opened the five fingers of his right hand, and smiled at the angry tall man:

“web！ (Human lingua franca: net)"

The mysterious and delicate ring on Duran's right middle finger suddenly glowed brightly, and in an instant, it was as if countless witches were chanting an ancient incantation—a huge spider web descended from the sky and engulfed the tall man entirely.

Cobwebs!

Having succeeded in his plan, Durán shoved Jabb's corpse to his side, stooped down to pick up the oak thorn, and dashed into the darkness of the valley after a few steps.

The huge cobwebs were sticky and elastic, and the wet slime made the tall man embarrassed, and he frantically slashed at the sticky and tough cobwebs with his long sword, but it was all in vain, and when the rest of the lord's guard in the valley heard the noise, the tall man still did not break free from the cobwebs with his own ability.

"Smack!"

Two sword qi calmly broke through the cobweb, and the captain of the lord guard looked at the corpse of Jia Bo who fell to the ground with a cold face, and asked, "Who did it?" ”

The tall man clenched the long sword in his hand angrily: "It's that kid, he killed Jab!" I don't know where he suddenly came from, Jabber was killed by him before he could react, I wanted to avenge him, but he can spell, and I was trapped......"

"Enough!" The face of the black-clad man became more and more pale, as the captain of the lord's guard, his deputy was assassinated, it was simply a provocation to him!

His voice suddenly became low: "Collect Jiabo's body, and then work in a group of three to continue to search for Lao Tzu!" Be the and be careful, especially in places where there is a possibility of hiding people in the dark! ”

"Captain, I heard that Jabber is dead?"

Two people suddenly ran over in the darkness and asked in a daze.

When Dahan saw these two people, he immediately became angry and said, "What's the matter with you two? Lao Tzu asked you to take care of the entrance of the valley, why did you run in? ”

The two looked at each other and said, "Didn't you send someone to tell us that the kid has been caught, and we don't need to guard it?" We heard that Jabber died trying to capture that kid, so we came and took a look......"

The big man scolded: "When will I send someone to ......?"

Before his words fell, he suddenly came to his senses: "Tell you who that kid has already caught?" ”

The two men seemed to vaguely sense that something was wrong, and said a little resignedly: "The man said that he lost his torch, so we didn't see what he looked like......

Another interjected: "He said he was new here, but he had a guard token, which we checked, and it should be our own." ”

The big man ordered with a grim face: "Rummage over Jabber's body and see if the token is still there." ”

The big man quickly turned over Jabber's body, scratched his head and said, "Jabber's token, it seems that it is gone......

The big man in the strong suit took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell, obviously angry to the extreme, and said coldly: "Carry Jia Bo back, let's go." ”

The two stood there uneasy, and it was only then that they suddenly realized that they had messed things up.

The crowd picked up Jabber's body and walked quickly towards the entrance of the valley.

"Captain, we ......," the two men asked tremblingly.

The big man turned his head and left, striding meteor, just snorting coldly: "Idiot! ”

……

"Idiot!"

Duran walked down the mountain at night, happily playing with the wooden token in his hand.

The moment he killed Jabber, he spotted the token hanging from his waist, and Duran glanced keenly at the big man and saw that he was wearing the exact same sign. Obviously, this is the emblem token of the Lord's Guard.

So after Duran trapped the tall man with a spider web technique, the token on Jabber's body was taken by him and carried into his arms.

When he fled to the entrance of the valley, he found that there were still two people guarding him, and in the mood to try it out, he threw the token to the two men and told a lie. Duran himself didn't believe such a clumsy lie, who knew that these two buddies were convinced and immediately left their posts without permission, which made Duran who was hidden in the dark smile, and easily used stealth and fast running to leave the valley.

After Duran learned stealth in the Village of Bones, he tried a few times before leaving the Evil Lands. Fortunately, when he left immediately, the portal was not as arrogant as before, and Duran was directly teleported to the place where he had entered the evil land. And after leaving the evil land, Duran found that all the wounds on his body had been healed by a mysterious force, which made him a little trance. If it weren't for the oak thorns in his hands and the terrible gloves, he would have wondered if he had a ridiculous dream.

And through the narrative on the evil contract, Duran knows that the speed of time between the evil land and the Fernan continent is ten to one, which means that Duran spent a full ten days in the evil land, and the time on the Fernan continent only passed one day.

This is not good news for Duran, which means that the lord's guard in the valley is still searching for him, but Duran, whose strength has been greatly improved, is not afraid, and his stealth skills allow him to firmly occupy the initiative, even if he does not encounter these two best buddies guarding the entrance of the valley, Duran has many ways to escape calmly.

At this moment, he was walking on the mountain path of Mount Helga, which stretched for thousands of miles and was very majestic, but the original owner was very familiar with this place, and by reading his memory, Duran could find his way down the mountain smoothly.

He had planned to slip down the hill and immediately run as far away as possible from the dragonman mage Andrew.

Who knew that when he thought like this, an unstoppable emotion suddenly surged in his heart, opposing him doing this. The memories of the original owner seeped into Duran's thoughts, urging him to venture into White Sands to find out what happened to the assassination of the teacher and the rest of the black-clad people.

"Hey, boy, listen, I can't do that." Duran said to the memory in his mind, but another voice sounded in his ears:

"No, you have to!"

"Why?"

"Because, you're Duran."

With the young boy's immature voice sounding in Duran's heart, countless images flashed through his mind in an instant-

As the sun set, two long figures pulled away from the cliff on the west side of Helga Mountain, and the emaciated boy struggled to jump on the stake in front of him, and then jumped down, jumping up and down repeatedly. He had thick sandbags strapped to his feet and was covered in sweat.

"Teacher, I'm tired." The boy's throbbing slowed, and he struggled to keep his movements moving.

The tall man said to the boy gently:

"You know what? Duran, you're going to be a much more powerful assassin than I am. You are a born Assassin, the King of Assassins. ”

"For this goal, even if you are tired, you can't give up training."

The boy gritted his teeth, and the flame of faith burned in his eyes: "Hmm! I won't give up! ”

"I'm Duran, and one day, I'm going to be ...... King of Assassins! ”