Act-33

In front of me are criss-crossed red lines and dots, as if they have been roughly torn apart by something and randomly spliced together, and like children occasionally twisting and occasionally straight graffiti lines on the wall.

The lines and dots scattered with a faint red light made Jiang Xiaoxian's eyes render a world with red as the main color, and after being cured with Xie Ye Jingzi, he waited for him to open his eyes again and embrace the sun.

Everything in front of me has become like this, as long as people who have been in the circle of the moon will not know this.

In the fantasy world, it is almost the most top-level ability!

[Eye of Death]!

It's just that Jiang Xiaoxian is still a little skeptical about this, he doesn't have the bloodline of those exorcist clans, and he doesn't have the origin enough to connect to the root, wait a minute, [Illusory Reality]!

That's it, maybe when some abilities are obtained, certain conditions must be triggered, and the trigger condition for the Eye of Death is to experience death yourself.

After he had just come out of the cake shop with Akiko Yosano, he had been suppressing his curiosity, and even closed his eyes and tied a bandage, hoping to temporarily isolate this fragmented world.

But now, after arranging with Akiko Yosano, he is finally left alone, and he can finally try to see if the eyes he has obtained are this pupil technique that can almost be compared to the power of the gods!

Jiang Xiaoxian stood in a warehouse in the backyard, which was originally used to stock up on goods, but his business had not been very good, so almost all his goods were in the store.

The house has not been cleaned for a long time, and the house is filled with a rotten atmosphere, and the sunlight shines through the dusty and cobweb-strewn windows, and the dust in the light can be seen flying through the air.

There were still some shelves and discarded stools and planks scattered inside, Jiang Xiaoxian was standing on top of a plank, the bandages in his ears floated down his hair, round by round, Jiang Xiaoxian untied it, he wanted to formally test his eyes.

Jiang Xiaoxian slowly opened his eyes, and the familiar red lines unfolded in front of his eyes, one after the other, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, and there were red and blackened dots in between, these lines and dots looked so fragile, it seemed that as long as they were touched lightly, they would fall apart and turn into scattered dust.

Curiosity drove Jiang Xiaoxian, and he gently stretched out his finger and swiped along the red line. As his fingers slidied, the lines disappeared little by little, and when he finished drawing along the short line, the container carrying the lines suddenly collapsed.

As if after a thousand cuts, the containers in the four directions were broken one by one in an extremely irregular way, and more red lines spread and grew along the surface of the newborn things, but in the blink of an eye, more red lines filled Jiang Xiaoxian's field of vision.

Jiang Xiaoxian closed his eyes again, he grabbed the bandage on his hand, and wrapped it around his eyes, but for a while, he couldn't stand it anymore, not the burden of his eyes, but the darkness sealed in his heart had a precursor to awakening, the dark past he never wanted to mention to anyone.

The red lines stimulated his nerves like blood, and even if he closed his eyes at the moment, the red and broken scene was still repeated in his mind.

Jiang Xiaoxian tightened the bandage and forcefully made a bow. He kicked the debris on the ground hard and walked out of the warehouse heavily.

And in the pillars of light formed by the sunlight, the flying dust became messy and abundant.

Jiang Xiaoxian stood at the door of the warehouse, even though he was using his magic power to perceive the surrounding environment at this time, he still subconsciously tilted his head in a certain direction.

A black figure, standing there, black all over his body, wearing a strange mask, stood in the shadow of the eaves, as if he were one with the darkness.

Jiang Xiaoxian was still aware of his existence the moment he first appeared, he didn't have such a keen insight, but for some reason, he always felt a subtle pain like a pinprick in that direction, he could feel that there was someone in that direction, but whether that person was tall or short, fat or thin, he couldn't feel it.

No matter who the other party is, he comes with hostility, so nothing else needs to be cared about. And judging from the time period that is now approaching dusk, it is very likely that the person who came is a heroic spirit!

And this kind of behavior pattern that is good at using concealment skills to assassinate targets, there is no doubt that it is the heroic spirit of the assassin position, and it is difficult to say what generation it is.

While Jiang Xiaoxian was thinking, there was a brief stagnation in his body, and the Assassin keenly captured this, and he suddenly drifted away like smoke, sneaking in it along the shadows formed by the light.

Before Jiang Xiaoxian could break free from the whirlpool of thinking about who the assassin was, the assassin had already come to the shadow behind him, he laughed silently, the dagger had been withdrawn from his hidden black shadow, and in the next second, the dagger would come into contact with Jiang Xiaoxian's neck, and then the next second, Jiang Xiaoxian's head would fall to the ground.

In this Holy Grail War, two obstacles will disappear in just a few seconds!

The dagger sliced through the air, swinging at a distance of less than thirty centimeters, and the Assassin seemed to have seen the future of Jiang Xiaoxian's death.

"Bastard! Who allowed you to come to the king's land! "Gilgamesh didn't want to care about this matter, but Jiang Xiaoxian couldn't even deal with such a mess?

The intimidation of the voice did not make the assassin hesitate at all, seeing that the dagger was about to come into contact with Jiang Xiaoxian, the assassin was ready to flee.

But the next moment, all wishful thinking collapsed, his dagger was caught by Jiang Xiaoxian's two fingers, his eyes were shaking for a moment, and when he saw Jiang Xiaoxian's eyes, he was finally shocked.

The belief in survival and the belief in killing were violently shaken at this moment, not because he would die, he was originally a person who had thought about it once, through that thin layer of bandages, looking at the past, what was it?

A black hole with nothing? Or fill the dark starry sky?

Perhaps all this is false, only the superimposed fear from ancient times to the present, from fantasy to reality!

It was the first time he had the idea of running away, the first time he had feared that this emotion, which had been completely erased by him, governed his actions.

Jiang Xiaoxian ripped off the bandage on his head again, and his eyes were exposed to the eyes of outsiders for the first time!

The fear became more direct, his body had all kinds of symptoms due to physical discomfort, he still didn't dare to move, he had experienced all kinds of uncomfortable situations on his body, and he had adapted to them.

None of this was a problem for him, but the fear that was still multiplying in front of him made his pupils dilate, his mind went blank, his muscles atrophied, and his nerves withered.

Jiang Xiaoxian ignored all the changes that had taken place on his body, or scattered or concentrated lines and dots were densely packed on his body, according to common sense, it was impossible for a heroic spirit to have so many flaws, but under the inexplicable shock of Jiang Xiaoxian's eyes, the assassin who was a heroic spirit appeared everywhere with red lines and dots that were enough to make it fatal.

Zero stretched out a finger and followed the red line, swiping lightly, then again.

In the eyes of Gilgamesh in the outside world, every time Jiang Xiaoxian drew a line on the assassin's body, his body would be like a broken ice sculpture, and during the slow melting, it would become scattered.

At the same time, the assassins who were on a mission in different places were also like this guy who assassinated Jiang Xiaoxian, turning into fragments of light and shadow, and a gust of wind carried them away from their places.

Assassin, leave the scene!