Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Visitor from Heaven (Asking for Recommendation Votes)
"You're coming quickly, huh?" The repairman was unhurriedly bandaging his fist, "Are you so eager to throw yourself into the arms of the Templars?" Fox, Carlos? β
"You know a lot," Carlos didn't rush to do anything, "So, do you know the cause of all this?" β
"I know very well." The repairman tied the bandage, "But, I have no choice, because, my name, also appears on the loom, whether it is true or not, I don't want to fight for my fate anymore." β
"Remember the origin of my name? Carlos? The repairman asked.
"Remember, fix those who don't obey." Carlos replied.
"Then, I think, you should also remember how I repaired you back then, and you also have a part of my credit for becoming the Master Assassin of the Brotherhood." A mocking smile appeared on the repairman's face.
"Do you mean I pinned you to the ground and put you in the recovery room the second time?" Carlos's merciless words froze the repairman's smile.
"Anyway, let me see if you've grown over the years." The repairman clapped his fists and was eager to try.
He knew that in terms of marksmanship, he could not compare to Carlos, Fawkes, and several others.
Therefore, he wants to use his best fist to push Carlos into the 1v1 real man battle!
"That's good." Carlos was not false at all, and he put away his gun and planned to step forward.
Wesley stepped along, just as he was about to stop Carlos and go into battle for his fatherβ
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, a bullet, right in the middle of the eyebrow.
"My lord, times have changed." Zhou Yi passed a few people, ignored the corpse of the repairman who fell to the ground, and began to walk up the stairs.
"What, how long are you going to stand?" Zhou Yi said without looking back, "Sloan is a person, not a plant, when something can't be done, what if he runs away?" β
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"Hmm...... I said I was just talking about it casually, do you believe it? Zhou Yi looked at the entrance to the secret passage that they had found, and was a little speechless.
A word into a poke.
They have killed all the Assassins who refused to surrender - butchers, gunsmiths...... In the end, it was found that Sloan had already run away as Zhou Yi said!
"The man ran away." Fawkes walked in from the outside, "It's through this dark passage that leads to the River East, and there should be boats and other tools that have been prepared for a long time." β
"It's just a single commander, and he can't set off any big waves," Zhou Yi said, "at most, he will tell the high table about this...... Hehe, it's almost time, there's not much difference, where is the loom of fate? β
He had been curious about the so-called [Destiny Loom] for a long time.
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"You say, last time, this thing just moved on its own and weaved?"
In the room where the loom was located, Zhou Yi looked at the [Destiny Loom] in front of him, quite curious.
Judging from Zhou Yi's observations, this loom is an ordinary loom, and there is nothing abnormal at all.
"Yes." Carlos stroked the cloth on it, "Fate answered me. β
"Is this possible?" Wick was also a little curious.
Now he has almost substituted himself into this small team.
"Anything is possible," Zhou Yi nodded, "It could be magic, or it could be something else, but I don't know yet." β
"Magic?" Γ4
Zhou Yi's words made the attention of others focus on him.
"Yes, magic, what's so strange?" Zhou Yi looked reasonable, "Bullets can violate physics, looms can weave their own cloth, why can't the keyboard code the author by itself...... No, why can't magic exist? β
"You know magic?" Wesley was a little excited.
"Of course." Zhou Yi had also planned to use magic to stimulate the loom to see if there could be any special response.
"Look!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yi entered a stealth state.
"How's that, see, stealth magic, an assassin-only skill!"
"That's pretty cool!" Wesley exclaimed.
Carlos and the others were also amazed.
They saw that Zhou Yi's whole person had turned into a humanoid shadow!
"Wait." Wesley was amazed, and suddenly realized that something was not right.
"Is this the Assassin's [stealth] magic?" Wesley asked.
"yes."
"But......" Wesley asked, "you're not that ...... anything."
"Templars?" Zhou Yi said, "Yes, I am a Templar, but who said that a Templar can't know a little Assassin magic......
"Click".
The five of them had a keen sense of hearing, and their eyes were on the loom at the same time!
The sound gradually continued, the mavel, the wringing stick, the pair of rollers...... All the parts, without any driving force, just like the last time, this loom, just like that, began to move!
"What did you just do?" Zhou Yi asked.
"Nope." Everyone shook their heads.
"That's ......" Zhou Yi's brain spun rapidly, "Templars? β
When Zhou Yi said this word again, everyone obviously noticed that the working speed of the loom had accelerated a little!
If it weren't for the fact that the loom was already a little creaky, Zhou Yi would like to try it a few more times to see how fast it can work, and whether it will fall apart.
Finally, after a long period of time, the loom slowed down slowly, and gradually, stopped.
Fawkes pounced excitedly, snatched the cloth into his hand, and began to decipher it.
"This ...... It's not just a name," Fawkes said after a moment, somewhat stunned, "It's a passage!" β
"What?" Zhou Yi asked.
"Wait a minute...... Fawkes wrote all the deciphered letters on paper in order, showing them in front of everyone.
ββ¦β¦ Isn't it spaced? Wick asked, looking at the hundreds of letters that were joined together.
This is really every letter you know, but you don't know it when you connect them!
"Looks like we need to play a different kind of charade." Wesley was confident, "Leave it to me, I'll ...... when I'm bored."
"No, you don't." Zhou Yi's eyes reflected the hundreds of letters, these letters were in his mind, he quickly divided them, and finally, in just a few seconds, he found the most likely way to divide them.
"I've got it." Zhou Yi took the pen and divided this pile of letters into a paragraph that could be easily read.
[Templar, an ancient word, drowned in the dust of history due to the greed of the Assassins.]
The term Assassins still exist, but they don't deserve to be guided by their fate.
The world is out of balance.
Zhou Yi, a visitor from the heavens, the last Templar, hopes that you will be able to bring order and balance to the world once again.
We take what we need, that's all]
"This is really ......" Zhou Yi absorbed the huge amount of information in this passage, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"It's so interesting."
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