Fleisen Chinese New Year's Eve six years old, one of the few Gold-level Guild-exclusive assassins in the Thieves' Guild, but his reputation is unknown even within the guild, let alone in the outside world.

This is exactly what the dark profession of thieves and assassins pursues. Fame, something that many people flock to, is a drag on them, and when a dark profession has a well-known reputation, it is only one step away from death. Therefore, an obscure person like Fleison can be considered a successful assassin.

Not long ago, he received this escort mission from the Thieves' Guild, joined the excavation team, and finally followed everyone to the dangerous mutant spiders.

He also followed into the mana pool and did not escape, which was a very unexpected result. Many assassins and thieves choose to leave quietly because they can't get paid for anything, and it's not fun to lose their lives in it.

But Fleison didn't, he followed everyone in with a very professional ethic, of course, he didn't want to slip away, if he changed the time, he wouldn't have known where to slip away, he couldn't slip.

He accepted this task for another purpose, it was another task related to a huge reward, and the reward was so high that he would never want to give up, so he had to follow, otherwise if the mission target died here, he would not be able to get a single copper coin, which would probably make him regret it for the rest of his life.

So he came in, and when he entered the door, he disappeared into shape, and even the Legendary-level mutant spider mother didn't notice his existence.

Unlike the thieves who are stupid enough to fight their enemies in close combat, the Assassin is a noble artist, killing the target with a single hit, and then drifting away after the blow, turning bloody assassination into art, which is the Assassin's fighting style, so the decapitation operation is of course Fleisen's first choice.

Shul didn't know much about the assassins of Pavatiga, but he himself made many cameo appearances as assassins when he was in his hometown, infiltrating the hinterland of the heavily guarded enemy, hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity without eating or sleeping today, and when the enemy showed a flaw, a sword pierced the throat of the enemy leader, the sword flashed, the blood was filled, and life and death were only at the snap of a finger.

Many habits were common among the Assassins, even if they were not in the same world. Therefore, Shul can clearly guess Fleison's thoughts, and can also estimate his approximate position, because if it were Shul himself, he would also make the same choice.

When Shul took command and gave the first loud order, Fleison was less than ten meters away from the giant mutant spider mother, so close that he could even see the hard bristles and hideous patterns on the spider mother's body. Around him, there was no longer a single little spider, and the little spiders had gone to besiege their prey, and the spider mother had no defense at all.

It stands to reason that it would be difficult to maintain a stealth posture and get behind them through the tide of small spiders, but the Assassins never fought in the normal way, and they had too many tricks to surprise them, such as a pair of special boots with a half-meter long iron spike embedded in the center of the sole.

This is a special prop used by the Assassins to pass through the dense ground trap area, which ordinary people wear as if they were stepping on stilts, and it is an extremely sharp stilt at the bottom, which is impossible to stand at all, and only experienced assassins who have been specially trained can skillfully control the advance and retreat.

With a pair of shoes, it only took a few seconds for Fleisen to get behind the spider swarm. However, spiders are very vigilant predators, and Fleison is always looking for opportunities to attack, but every time he finds an opportunity, he can't guarantee that he will escape with his whole body, so he gives up attacking every time.

The right choice, patience, is the most important quality of an assassin. Patience and waiting, this is the sharpest weapon of the assassin, according to legend, an unknown assassin hid in a small safe and endured for fifteen days, and finally a blow pierced the target's neck, so Fleison is not afraid to wait, the opportunity will always come.

Indeed, the opportunity finally came, and Shur sent him the opportunity.

Shuer began to tell those instructions, which sounded like nonsense to him, after observing the spider mother up close for so long, Fleison had long given up his plan to kill with one blow, and it was too unrealistic for a legendary-level mutant monster to kill with one blow. Therefore, Shuer babbled a bunch of instructions, which was meaningless in Fleisen's opinion, but there was one thing that the two coincided with, and Fleison's final target was also the two right legs of the spider mother, which also made him think a little higher of Shuer.

It was precisely because he looked at the other side a few points higher, so when Shul said the action plan, Freison thought about it a few more times, and immediately understood Shuer's true intentions, is this guy really a priest? Once he commands the battle, it is really insidious.

Let Fleisen attack, let Duck cooperate?No, no, no, the person who can arrange this tactic will never estimate the position and intention of the assassin so accurately, and the person who can do this must be someone who knows the assassin, and such a person must know that it is absolutely impossible to let the assassin take the initiative to launch a raid at the specified time, and only the assassin himself can control the time of the raid.

Therefore, the new commander's order has only one intention, which is to let Duck cooperate with Fleison's own attack, in fact, it is just the opposite, and Duck who suddenly rushes over is the bait to attract the attention of Mother Spider, and the value is to create opportunities for him.

Fleisen was sure that his guess was absolutely correct, otherwise, if he really wanted to join forces, the female swordsman who was faster than Duck riding the Nightmare Beast in a short sprint was actually more suitable for this task than Dark, and let Duck come because his defense was much stronger than that of the female swordsman, and he could attract more attention for a while.

With this figured out, Shure's last order just arrived, and the decisive battle began.

Leaning down, setting up the spear, and pouring the fighting spirit into the body of the gun, as he had done a thousand times, Duck was ready to charge, and just before he was about to start, a serious voice came from Shuer's ears: "Don't fight, you must return in five seconds at most, and you remember, defend more, attack less, and even give up attacking completely if necessary." ”

"Then why am I going to go there?" Duck asked with a grin, "Isn't it safer here?"

"You are more useful to the team alive than you are dead. Shur said with a cold face, "I'm not interested in waiting for the battle to be won, and then I have to dig up your body from a pile of wreckage and bury it." So, here's the captain...... This is an order from the captain in place of the employer. ”

"Huh, money-hungry gold-loving beast. Duck didn't look back, sneered and gave a thumbs up, "Got it, thank you for your concern." ”

"Hehehehehe. Shul let out a string of meaningful laughs and shook his fingers behind him in farewell, watching him charge towards the massive body of his enemy.

Half a second, from starting to increasing to maximum speed, the Nightmare Beast only took half a second, and the only thing that can be done in the world is the God's pet Nightmare Beast.

The nightmare beast hissed and jumped high, the soul fire on its hooves dragged out a long fire shadow, stepping on the carapace of the little spider all the way forward, ignoring gravity The mount was on the back of the swarm of spiders, and the spiders didn't even have time to feel something strange behind them, Duck had already driven away on his mount.

Charge, knight charge.

There are no horns in the sky, no fluttering flags, no echoing subordinates, and no comrades-in-arms charging side by side. One man, one horse, one spear, the knight against the swarming spider tide, launched a lonely charge, and resolutely rushed towards the hill-like spider mother, like an ant rushing towards a giant elephant, looking ridiculous, but respectable.

The huge mother spider had been lying motionless in the center of the magic pool, just staring coldly at the children's hunting operations. With its size, it takes a lot of physical strength and energy to move once, although most of the time is dormant, but more than 4,000 years, it still consumes a lot, and before it is replenished, the spider mother is not very willing to act on its own, so it always leaves the task of fighting to the children to complete.

Mother Spider had a good plan, forcibly capturing these most tricky prey to recover her strength, and then using the hundreds of people outside to give the children a good meal, and when the children were all full, she used the advantage of numbers to break through the magic pool that had trapped it for thousands of years, and when it was outside, this new population could welcome a new life.

In the primitive consciousness of the mother spider, the children are strong enough to capture these most difficult prey, and these creatures have no chance at all. And so it is, at least it seems, that these creatures can only defend passively under the all-round attacks of the children, and cannot even do a decent counterattack. So the spider mother is relieved and patiently waits for the success of the first hunt after the birth of the child.

It never imagined that these creatures would dare to fight back, and it would be against itself, so the moment Duck rushed towards it, it took a second to realize what was happening.

One second is enough time to decide many things, for example, it can be decided that Duck rushed in front of it smoothly, and it didn't even have time to make a block move.

In the blink of an eye, Duck appeared in front of Mother Spider, his lowered visor obscuring his expression, but not the starlight in his eyes.

Spears, spikes.

The blood-red spear tore through the air, and with a sharp whistling sound, it stabbed the spider mother as it tried to get up, towards its leg joints, and stabbed it with all its might.

Shame, a mutated legendary demonic beast, was actually caught off guard by a gold-level knight, this is simply a shame, if the mutant spider mother has high intelligence, it is estimated that she will think so.

Unfortunately, it didn't, it just waved its forelimbs lightly with a little anger.

The huge body, but the flexibility of the movement is not reduced at all, and the thick forelimbs seem to be a casual wave, but the latter comes first and knocks on the body of the gun.

With a bang, the spear and forelimbs converged, and Duck only felt as if he had hit a hill head-on, and the huge force shook his tiger's mouth to crack, and he endured the churning in his chest, and retreated a few meters in succession, barely able to resolve the power of the enemy's casual wave.

The mutant spider mother was also taken aback, the force of the charge was stronger than expected, and the impact made its huge body that was standing up crooked, and it almost lost its balance, but fortunately it adjusted its center in time to not fall to the ground again.

At this moment, the light of the knife flashed, and a dagger poked out of the shadows, silently smearing towards the leg of the spider mother that supported the center of gravity.