Chapter 102: Breaking into the Yellow Emperor City at Night (2)

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"How many people in this world are doing what they like, besides criminals?"

On the towering tower, a red-robed man shook the empty goblet and looked at the dark earth outside the stone window, his voice did not fluctuate.

"At least they don't make others miserable."

The silver-haired girl's short sword pierced the red-robed man's heart from behind, and replied coldly.

Red liquid spurted out of his chest, and the goblet was full at once, but it was not wine.

Time goes back to the Black Earth Continent eight years ago.

As the name suggests, almost 80% of the land is dark land, so the night here will be darker than elsewhere, and all kinds of human ugliness will be presented at this time. In the moonlight, the great landowner named Sinz was admiring the hard fight, and a beautiful girl of fourteen years old was in her arms on her left and right, and the bonfire flickered in their confused eyes like tears, when in fact, they were long gone.

"These lowly people, look at their pitiful appearance, haha." Zinz laughed heartily, and the girls on both sides laughed awkwardly.

"Shoot him, shoot him." His youngest son is also very passionate.

"This guy is really resistant to fighting, but his movements are as clumsy as a bear, and if I were him, I would have solved it with a sword earlier." Another richly dressed boy said.

"I want to laugh when I think of the first time you killed someone and scared me, and now I'm still so arrogant, the first time I killed a slave, I didn't have any mercy at all, the feeling of blood left behind, I feel comfortable thinking about it." A boy sitting next to him sneered.

"Cut, what's the use of just daring? Your strength is really too weak. I'm a disciple of Isaac, the great swordsman of the Butline Empire, and I don't know how much higher than your family's ancestral swordsmanship. Brother Gongzi retorted again.

"Hehe, after watching the performance in a while, I will definitely have a discussion with you." The other boy replied with a smile.

The two slaves in the arena each hold a long sword, slashing wildly, they used to be friends of a tribe, but since the tribe was wiped out and they were shackled, all they could do was give up all emotions for a mouthful of life-sustaining food.

The arena is surrounded by steep valleys with a fearsome pattern on the rugged rock face. A red-robed man hid in the night with a short sword, his grim eyes fixed on Zinz's neck. For him, people, whether noble, good or evil, are just prey on which he depends, and only their death can have their own life.

"Kill, kill that coward." Sinz yelled excitedly, and his hands couldn't help but gestur, and the rotten smell of wine and meat erupted from his mouth.

A white mist rose at Zinz's feet, like a fire from hell spreading upwards, and the crowd became agitated, and four of Sinzi's personal guards drew their swords and clung to them.

"Dad, what's wrong?" His little daughter exclaimed.

"Damn, is it on fire?" His son said.

The squires and nobles stood up uneasily, and the guards at the bottom of the auditorium hurried up.

These four personal guards are all more than 2 meters tall, standing up as tall as the two Sinzi, they are all prisoners who have committed serious crimes, they were recruited by Xinzi, and they were tricked to make them obey their orders, otherwise, the poisonous Gu will immediately make them pierce their intestines and break their stomachs.

"Whoosh-" A sword shadow, the four guards were cut out of a bloody hole while holding their swords, and the four of them became more alert, struggling to find the enemy's traces in the thick smoke.

"Ahh The first person to be cut off had an entire arm festering in the blink of an eye, the red and green liquid slid down the white bones, the flesh fell from the arm like snowflakes, the venom continued to spread and corrod, and the green liquid eroded his body like a colony of man-eating ants.

The wounds of the other three also began to fester, and the most agile guard decisively cut off his right arm.

"This is the sword poison of the three-pattern poison purpose, don't let it spread." The man who cut off his right arm shouted.

The other three had already been corroded by most of their bodies and collapsed to the ground.

The enemy slowly approached through the smoke, he, with long hair over his shawl, was not tall, and his dress and appearance could not be seen clearly, only the half-meter-long short sword in his hand glowed green.

The guard who had lost his arm slashed down with his sword, but the enemy disappeared in an instant, and when the guard came back to his senses, he had already appeared in front of Sinz, and stabbed a sword into the heart of Sinz, who was already stunned.

"Bang-" Zinz's body exploded like fireworks, flesh and blood splashed with green light, and most of the smoke dispersed.

The guards at the bottom of the audience rushed up, but at this time, Sintz's body was long gone, and only a small and half-complete body of the three corpses next to him remained, and the other part had become white bones with green scum, and the other guard knelt on the ground with one hand pressing the wound that kept spurting blood.

"Daddy, Daddy." Sintz's son cried out in pain.

"Chase, chase the assassin." The owner of the Colosseum shouted, and the 200 guards of the Colosseum immediately blocked the Colosseum.

"Oh no, the cages in the arena have all been opened." A frightened colossal colosseum owner said.

Sure enough, elephants, lions, tigers and other fierce beasts rampaged in the gladiatorial arena, more than 300 slaves also frantically slashed and killed the nobles fleeing from the stands, the guards who blocked the gladiatorial arena also made a mess, and a large number of slaves also took the opportunity to escape.

"Whoever is so bold as to catch this assassin will rip out his heart and liver." Zinz's son's eyes were fiery and he roared wildly.

The guards divided into three groups under the command of the captain and blocked the venue, but the unstoppable riot had left the venue in shambles, and the slaves were like ants in the anthill of the flood, and this desire to survive could not be stopped by steel guns and force. It was simply impossible for the guards to control the venue and capture the Assassins.

"Master, this was found next to the master's corpse." An attendant handed a black token to Sinz's son.

"It's ...... Phantom? A guard stared.

"Phantom? Could it be the symbol of the Assassin Order? Sinzi's son's gloom suddenly turned to fear.

The gladiatorial arena was in shambles, and the day they had always dreamed of had finally arrived when the freed slaves and wild beasts returned their suffering in the darkness to the pot-bellied nobles.

The cold light of the moon poured down on the dark earth, and his heart was still as calm as usual, and killing was an essential activity for him as eating and sleeping.

His name may not be known to anyone, but his title has terrified the people of the Black Earth Continent, he is the "Ghost Assassin". R1058