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"One, two, three......"

After roaring the so-called "ultimatum" like a beast, the assassin, who had suddenly calmed down again, really began to read the numbers one by one unhurriedly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

“...... Eight, nine, ten. ”

However, until he calmly counted the numbers from one to ten, Wesley and the others did not make any moves.

The Assassin's eyes widened in surprise, and he slowly asked, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

However, this doubt was quickly resolved by himself.

"I see, I'm so scared that I can't move? It seems that I have overestimated your courage and consciousness, and in this case, it seems that I need to give you a little 'motivation'. ”

Once again, a strange aura enveloped the Assassin's body, and unlike before, the feeling of magic finally began to appear on him. This not-so-powerful but ominous magic made Wesley feel inexplicably familiar for a moment, but the young mage couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"To be honest, I don't like to 'assassinate' people from behind at the next point, and it's even more interesting to pierce the human heart from the front, because ah, it's so beautiful that you can see the kind of beautiful expression that people only show before they die: unbelievable, but helpless. Until the moment of death, they still did not realize that they were so close to death...... How sad, lamentable, and desirable!"

The sincerity of the words is combined with the morbid content of the words, which makes people feel even more chilled.

"So, I don't really want to sneak up on your companions at all. She was too tired and injured again, in this case, Zai Xia still took advantage of her unpreparedness and cut her throat in one fell swoop, no way, Zai Xia is too weak, it is really impossible to recognize her stupid performance when she challenges from the front, there is no way, I can only do this, it's a pity. ”

The Assassin took another step forward, his head bowed and he looked passive, though no one would believe his words that he was "too weak".

- "Power" ...... Does he want it?

Seeing the other party's flickering gaze on Harry's fallen corpse, Wesley's mind suddenly had a bad premonition.

"A battle-hardened female warrior, good. Look at this limp body wrapped in armor! she was scarred by years of fighting. ”

For a moment, Wesley was terrified that the Assassin in front of him would reach out and strip Harley of her armor and clothing, tarnishing her innocence after her death. Fortunately, the other party did not do this, and his eyes were filled with awe, pity, and surprisingly holy and pure, as if he were the agent of the true God on earth, the "priest".

But he was definitely not a priest. Even if you think with your little finger, you can understand how a villain who takes people's lives for no reason and puts the word murder on his lips all the time can be a priest who saves lives and helps the wounded?

Here, instead of thinking of a countermeasure, Wesley's mind had begun to think about it, and over there, the seemingly meaningful self-talk of the Assassin in stark contrast between his gaze and his actions continued.

"How awe-inspiring, this great woman is fundamentally different from the 'garbage' she has slain in the past, and she, knowing the fact that she is 'dead', not only did not show a weak and pleading look, but resolutely turned around and left the last of her tenderness to you. 'Escape'? ha! hahahahaha! What a touching two words, I was so moved that I was about to cry, ha! hahahaha...... Does this idiot think you can run away from my 'hunt'?"

The tone of voice instantly became vicious again, and at the same time, the next thing the Assassin did caused a huge fluctuation in Wesley's heart, which had been calm since his appearance, and a current of heat almost drove his body to perform those actions that he had already judged to be "irrational".

"Bang!"

-- Today's me...... Something strange. Why...... Will I be "indifferent"?

The muffled sound was caused by the sudden change of breath when the Assassin suddenly and mercilessly kicked Harley's corpse in the head, and after performing such an atrocity, he stepped his boot onto the already "blurred" cheek of the female warrior.

Yes, I should be angry, but why...... Why am I still so calm? I even think it's 'okay'? It's good that Kamui didn't lose his mind and rush again?

Perhaps it was the death of his companion that had shattered something in Wesley's mind, even if the little magic power he had left had boiled to the extreme, even if his fists had not been trained too deliberately, even if his companion's corpse was being ravaged by an abominable enemy, even if it was so...... Wesley still didn't make any moves.

"Put your feet ...... Get out of there!"

Perhaps the recklessness of the forward movement had worn away all his courage, and Kamui remained unmoved, this time by the man who roared at the moment of the inhumane act was the one who seemed to have been forgotten by both sides of the confrontation.

That's right, it was the blessed magician Carol who yelled and "acted" who "can't do anything if you have only one person, you can only hide behind others, and you can only be protected"!

And his action is the "weakening enchantment" that he used to the forest lord "Red Tree Planter" before, this move can not only reduce the power of magic, but also hinder the enchantment magic Karot inside the enchantment that is "judged to be the target of the enemy" action is actually only recently learned, originally had little effect, however, perhaps because of the anger and hatred of the extremely painful emotions that made the young female magician break through the limit, at this moment, the "weakening enchantment" that she casts It even made the far end feel the heaviness of his body at this moment, as if he was being pressed by some heavy object.

"This ...... Very good, very good!"

The expected behavior caused the Assassin to feel a surge of anger, but the aforementioned emotion he wanted to utter was not really spoken.

- Now!

Even if his companion's body was humiliated, he was still "indifferent", Wesley waited for a long time to find a flaw for a moment, and now he finally waited.

"Now! Kamyi!"

Giving the most brief command to his stunned companion, the mage's body moved faster than his mouth, and the long-accumulated resentment was vented in an instant, and Wesley poured most of the remaining mana into his hands, and hurried the most powerful fiery fireball he had unleashed since he realized the magic towards the equally stunned-looking assassin.

Pang Fireball, Wesley's best spell.