Face Dancer Assassin!

This Assassin had been hidden among the Templars beforehand, and there was no leakage at all. When Satili cast the spell, he was knocked to the ground like the others, but recovered quickly.

In Attas, there is a special group of people known as the untouchables. Long ago, the witch king of Ram City, Abellachili, created this group through her spell experiments, and they were naturally immune to the mind-reading effect of psionic energy, and it was difficult for them to be brainwashed and influenced by psionic energy. The Witch King created these people with the intention of dealing with a great psychic warlock who claimed to be a puppeteer, but he did not expect that this group of people would eventually form the largest assassin organization on Atas, the Face Dancer.

Did this assassin come for him in the first place, or did he have another purpose, and just happened to meet him?, the psychic mancer thought quickly.

The explosion destroyed the light sails of the magic ship and caused the main rudder to jam completely, causing the magic ship to stall sharply, and all objects that were not fixed to the deck flew up, and some sailors were thrown out before they could react, screaming and disappearing into the black void of the astral plane.

"He can't be told to inform the Witch King. A message from the Coral Witch suddenly sounded in his head, and then he suddenly went into a trance.

Time then turned back.

Muhathir felt his memories be disorganized, with two overlapping timelines coexisting with each other. He sensed that the Coral Witch's spell was not working properly, and although the Assassin escaped through the suddenly opened portal, he cunningly left props in place that could interfere with the temporal spells. Uncontrollable arcane energy exploded.

Due to the disturbance, time was only turned back a few blinkes. The portal used by the Assassins to escape only closes quickly, and is about to disappear after a few moments.

"Catch up with him. The telemancer messaged to Satili in this moment of lightning, and he realized that the witch kings could not be wary. "I cope here. ”

The Coral Witch responded by solemnly promising that she would return after dealing with the Assassin, and the Psychic felt that staying by her side would exert a positive influence on her.

The Face Dancer Assassin vanished into the portal, followed by Satili, and the portal flew away, before an explosion of uncontrollable arcane energy swept through the ship.

The Psychic Warlock focused his mind and created a massive shield that held the power of the explosion in check. Dazzling flecks of light erupted from the pale blue shield, and Muhathir felt as if he were taming a wild horse with his bare hands, and Satili's spells were unlike those of any blasphemer mage or guardian mage, emitting deadly radiation.

Even in the absence of pain, Muhadi sensed that his condition was deteriorating at an accelerated rate. There are more and more cancerous organs and tissues, and it won't cause much trouble for the mindmancer who doesn't feel pain for the time being, but it's certainly not a good thing to drag it out.

He barely suppressed the uncontrollable arcane energy, sweating profusely, and his heart was beating fast as if it was about to burst out of his chest. With each breath, my throat and throat were severely abrasive, like a fire.

But the damage has already been done, and the magic ship's baresails and main rudder have been damaged, and even if it can be repaired, it will take a lot of work. Psychic warlocks, on the other hand, are not very familiar with the principles and mechanics of magic ships.

Sadiri chased the Facedancer Assassin into the portal and never came out, so Muhadi had to seek help from the others, and he glanced around to see that the smuggler captain was still alive, as if he was afraid that the psychic warlock would notice him and was hiding among the surviving sailors.

"Simon, Havarian. Muhadi spoke, not loud, but each survivor could hear it very clearly. "Do you want to face Hell immediately, or do you want to postpone the day of judgment?"

The smuggler captain stopped, turned around quickly, and said in a somewhat stammering voice, "Delayed?"

"Then let's see if this ship can be repaired well, if it can't be repaired, you will be unlucky. The Psychic said this to him, and went to see the sailors who had survived. To his surprise, these people were not seriously injured, and it seemed that they did not fight hard when they started the fight before.

Simon was pardoned and ran away, looking like he had gone to the basement to check if there were any suitable repair tools. The Psychic Warlock used psionic energy to help the sailors deal with their injuries, and then waited patiently.

It took a long time for Simon to come up from the bottom of the magic ship. Without the skill of mind reading, just from the tiny twitching of his facial muscles, Muhadi could tell that he had no good news to reciprocate.

"This ......," the smuggler's captain struggled to phrase, "I'm afraid this ship will do more damage than I can ...... lowly power."

Muhadi waved his hand, "You can't fix it." He said in a tone that he already knew.

"Listen to me, I'm not passive and slacking, but ......"

"Needless to say. I knew what you wanted to say before you even opened your mouth. The Psychic Warlock said. "Since you're still alive now, it proves that I don't want to kill you for the time being. ”

"So what do we do now?" asked Simon cautiously. "We can't walk and go, are we waiting where we are? The Astral Plane is not a good place to wait for people, there are pirates here, and there are so many dangerous monsters...... Even if we don't meet either of us, and the Witch King's people disappear here, it will attract suspicion, and someone will come to investigate. ”

"I said wait here. Muhathir said. "My companion hasn't come back yet. ”

"The Witch King's fleet will be investigating the missing ship!" said the smuggler captain, a little anxious. "Your Excellency, you are strong, but they can blow us to scum with 10,000 Palesans, if we don't leave......

"I said I'd wait here!" the Psychic Warlock raised his tone, and even he was taken aback.

Simon shuddered, not daring to say anything more, he cautiously stepped back, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute," Muhathir said. "Take someone to the Templar ship, it might still be able to sail, if not, fix it!"

There was no sunrise or sunset in the astral plane, and there was no other convenient way to calculate time, so the psychic warlock waited while silently counting in his heart. The sailors were in awe of him, and busily walked around him, carrying valuable things to the Templars' magical ship, not daring to disturb him.

When Muhadimer counted to fifteen thousand, Simon came again, trying to convince the Psychic Warlock to hurry away before the Witch King's fleet came to check it out. But seeing the expression on the psychic mancer's face, he hesitated for a moment and finally gave up.

In the astral boundary, all kinds of astronomical wonders are strange, and from time to time comets with long colored tails fly by in the distance. The celestial bodies here are also very different from the starry sky observed on Earth, they move much faster, and it is difficult to explain them with physics on Earth, as if they are controlled by some very different law.

By the time he counted to forty thousand, the sailors had already repaired the magic ship that the Templars were riding, and the valuables had been carried out. They looked at the Psychic Warlock from afar, expecting him to give him the order to leave. The desire was so strong that the resonance of their thoughts was so clear that the psychic warlock could clearly feel it without deliberately reading his mind.

There were more and more sailors watching, and Simon was escorted up by them, and reluctantly approached. He seems to have been elected as a representative by his sailors, who again made a plea to Muhadi. "Adult ......"

"Wait. ”

"But what's the use of that? you can't locate a specific location in the astral plane from the main material plane, you see, there's no fixed reference here, we can say wait in place, but if you look from other planes, it's not like that...... The adult's companion has been away for so long, I'm afraid it will be difficult to teleport back directly. If she's smart enough, as you mentioned earlier, then she should know to go straight to Athas and join you. ”

"So you're questioning my decision?"

"No, no question!" Simon said, touching his chin. "It's just a small optimization suggestion, and it's not disrespectful. ”

"Dismiss, continue, etc. ”

When it was counted to 100,000, a strange-looking comet approached from a distance. The lookout reported that it was probably a fleet of approaching magical ships, not many in number, but they could attack from a great distance.

The smuggler captain was really anxious this time, "My lord, whatever happened to your companion...... It's stupid to wait here! If you don't leave, she'll have to merge with your bones. ”

The Psychic Warlock looked in the direction in which the Witch King's ship appeared, "Tell your people to move to the Templar's ship. ”

Hearing this, Simon breathed a sigh of relief as if the prisoner had suddenly heard about the commutation of his sentence.

"You stay. Muhadi continued.

This sentence seems to have taken out all the intestines of the smuggler, and then filled it back with lead.

"Huh, but I can't help ......."

"I'm going to create an illusion. The Psychic explained. "You said that there are often terrible monsters in the astral plane, and I want you to describe one of the most vicious, the most dangerous ones. It's best to be able to easily take out an entire team of Templars at once. ”

"Oh, this, I'll think about it. Seymon paused. "Can the Brain Hunter succeed?"

"Brain Hunter, that sounds familiar, what is that?" asked the Psychic Warlock.

"Terrible, very terrible evil thing. Simon described it in a somewhat panicked tone, as if the mere mention of them made him very uneasy. "No one knows where they come from, some say they come from the distant heavens, others say they come from nightmare monsters from different dimensions. They have a natural ability to teleport, come and go without a trace, and are the most terrifying monsters in the astral plane. ”

"What do they look like?" Muhadi asked again.

"It's unimaginably ugly," Simon explained. "The erratic, yellow-orange greasy body is filled with countless short straws and tangled tentacles. More than a dozen slender tentacles surrounded the layers of its mouth, which was also crowded with rows of jagged teeth. ”

"You've seen it with your own eyes?"

"No, but there are a lot of rumors about this monster! you'll know after a long run. Simon continued. "I'm not done yet. The monster's mouth was topped by four large, yellow eyes with red iris, behind which there were a group of wriggling protrusions about a foot wide. These bumps are their stomachs, and they have an innate ability to teleport your brain directly into your mouth. It is said that there are some high-level brain hunters who hunt and kill the false gods of the worlds for food. Their stomachs already store the brains of several gods. ”

"Sounds good. The Psychic Warlock commented that he had used his ability to find the image of the monster known as the Brain Hunter in the other person's consciousness. "I'm going to create an illusion of a Brain Hunter so that the Witch King's people think that the Templars have been attacked by such monsters. That way, they won't be so closely tracked, and my whereabouts can be kept secret for longer. ”

"Also, I'll use abilities to cover up signs of our departure. Mohathir said. "If we leave too soon, we won't be able to mislead the Witch King's people like that. My illusions last a limited amount of time, and I don't know if they'll be able to see them until they dissipate. ”

Captain Smuggler, relieved, then cheekily complimented the Psychic Warlock, "I see, I thought you were worried about your companions. ”

"You think so?" Muhati asked suddenly.

"Huh, she does look like it's worth the wait, I thought ......" Simon's voice grew quieter.

"Nothing, let's go, remember to take the unconscious Templar leader with us. The Psychic commanded.

"Of course!" the smuggler captain agreed. "But where to go?

Muhati thought for a moment and rejected the suggestion. "Those who are not sure about the Witch King must have been misled by my vision, so to be on the safe side, let's go to a place close enough to Atas that will not be noticeable. ”

"That's ...... I suggest we go to Kavanagh to get out of the way first. Captain Smuggler suggested. "It was the closest world to Atas and Mistara, the first planets to be conquered in the Great Expedition. ”

"Is there a good place to hide?" the psychic warlock asked. "Who controls there?"

"There is no better place in the world. There are a mixture of dragons and snakes, three religions and nine streams, all-encompassing. Simon patted his chest and reassured. "No one is inconspicuous there. And the best part is that there is no one to control it. There were no governors, emirs, khans, or pashas. ”

"Sounds like exactly where I'm going next. ”

"And what are we waiting for?" said Simon, urging with some impatience. (To be continued.) )