As a well-known top killer, there are countless legends and deeds about Dalgnon the "Ice Blue Blade".

His handsome appearance, distinctive personal style, high commission success rate, and all-round assassination methods are all talked about by everyone in the industry.

However, not many of the saliva people who told stories about him had actually seen what he looked like. As for his style of action, and the means of assassination, those who have seen it must have died long ago under his blade.

It wasn't the steel-forged long knife that he casually threw to the corner, but the one that was about to appear in his hand.

That one, the legendary "Ice Orchid Blade".

Those who will embark on the bloody road of no return to the killer must have more or less painful and helpless memories, but due to certain conventions, people will never pursue their former identity.

Therefore, except for those entrusted targets who have already died in Huangquan, no one knows that the top killer Dargnon is actually a demon warrior.

Although those killed by him often show some signs of being briefly frozen, everyone generally speculates that this may be due to the extreme cold attribute contained in his qi. After all, magician, as a term with practical meaning, has disappeared from the world for thousands of years, and it is difficult for people to think in that direction.

However, Dargnan never cared about this, he lived a low-key life, rarely interacted with others, and had several legitimate identities to hide, each with a different appearance. People praised his style, but they didn't know any of his habits and character, people knew his great strength, but they didn't know what kind of hobbies he had, and Dargnan lurked in a corner out of sight. A silent and lonely life. Like many killers, he is shrouded in a veil of mystery that serves as his most important protective color.

Only when he receives the commission will he act quietly, arrive at a certain place on the continent, and take off the head of a certain person. in exchange for a generous enough honorarium. Only then will people be surprised to find that a blue butterfly has flown over that place, and in a corner there, the legendary "Ice Orchid Blade" once bloomed with a sharp cold light.

Just now, Dargnan stretched out his left hand, and a vague glimmer of gaze circled Allegri's neck.

He is a demon warrior. Although his strength is far from the same as that of his predecessors in the past, he also has a unique advantage that other fighters do not have. Everything he had just said to Allegri was not all false, he really didn't know what kind of magic realm he had reached, and he didn't know whether the spell he had released belonged to the low or middle level.

However, the ice-blue blade never disappointed itself.

Sharp and cold. Maybe it's not as hard as a metal sword, but it's more hidden. And it has more powerful lethality.

This is the "Ice Orchid Blade", and it is also his real weapon.

As long as he unleashed the ice blade as usual, and swept diagonally across Allegri's neck with the technique he was most accustomed to. Then this commission can be regarded as completely completed.

The instant burst of frost freezing power will greatly delay Allegri's movements and nerves, and this great magician of the flame system will not have time to react at all. Not even a single trace of blood from the wound will be shed, and he can only sleep in the arms of death.

Dalgnan, however, hesitated.

He hesitated, not because Allegri had great charisma, in fact, he was already a dead man in his heart, nor was it that Illo at the door of the carriage posed any threat to him, such a high-level ranger was more than enough for him to deal with a dozen alone, and it was not that he had any compassion on his own, which had been completely abandoned on the first day he became a killer.

He hesitated, precisely because of what he himself said.

After practicing the legacy of thousands of years ago, he became a true demon warrior. But after such a long time, the inheritance system of the Demon Warrior has long been incomplete, just like the ancient magic book in his hand, which is as dilapidated.

After experiencing the Church of the Gods' strong suppression of magic, the records of the practice of magic have become even scarcer in this already flawed lineage. Over the years, Dargnon had tried his best to learn and train, and the only spell he could master was this ice-blue blade.

However, he didn't even know whether the spell he had released was mid-level or low-level, let alone able to improve or strengthen it.

As long as he keeps training, there is still room for his martial arts to continue to improve. However, as a demon warrior, the assistance of spells is also crucial, and if you can't make further breakthroughs in magic, your strength will stagnate.

Therefore, when the great magician in front of him said that he also had a deep enough understanding of the ice system, and he had the advantage of winning the battle, he hesitated.

He had just asked Allegri if there was any possibility of improving or strengthening the spell, and the other party agreed without hesitation, why didn't he cast it for him to see, and wait until he answered before doing it?

Anyway, at such a close distance, the other party didn't seem to have the slightest suspicion, and he could harvest his life at any time, so why bother postponing it for a short time.

Dargnan was a man of decisive character, and after a little thought, he made up his mind. His eyes flickered slightly, and he reminded, "Master, I'm going to start casting spells. ”

"It's okay, you just cast it. Allegri laughed, he liked this guy more and more, and he reminded himself before casting the spell, but with his magic base, could he still pose any threat to himself. Although he hadn't found a way to restore his magic power until now, another force in his body was also very powerful, strong enough to protect himself.

Under his gaze, Dargnon stretched out his left hand, his lips closed, and began to chant softly.

The incantation he recited was obscure, and Allegri hadn't heard it before. However, judging from the length of the spell, this spell should not be of a high level, but it is not as simple as a low-level spell.

The chant was soon over, and the magic in Dargnan's body was mobilized, and in the palm of his hand, a pale blue luster lingered, reflecting on his face, which had become pale due to the rapid consumption of mana, showing a transparent touch.

After an instant, the pale blue light completely dissipated, and a fragment of ice with a darker color was revealed in his palm.

Dalgnon still had some scruples in his heart, afraid of revealing his true identity, so instead of casting the "Ice Blue Blade" as usual, he deliberately maintained the original shape of a piece of ice fragment.

However, no matter how you look at it, this is not like an ordinary block of ice. Its color is crystal clear like jade, but it is faintly revealing a color of ice orchid, just a little glance, it will make people inexplicably feel a burst of cool air into the heart.

"It's a good thing to cast in the summer," Illo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile when he felt that the carriage seemed to be a little cold out of thin air, "It's a wonderful way to cool down and relieve the heat." ”

"Master, look ......" Dargnan ignored him, he held the Binglan fragment in his hand and looked at Allegri on the other side with anticipation.

"The principle of this spell is the basic skill of ice mages, condensing water into ice," Allegri said as he gazed into his palm, "It looks like an ice-based mid-level spell, 'Ice Spinner Blade', but this should be reduced from the original circuit structure......

"Downgraded?" Dargnan asked, stunned slightly, and hurriedly interjected.

"Well, the 'Ice Spinning Blade' can summon a condensed and twisted blade that attacks enemies from all angles," Allegri nodded unhesitantly and explained, "This spell should have deleted the magic circuits related to manipulation and rotational cutting, and then added some simple amplification circle structures. ”

"What's the point?" said Dalgnan, still confused.

"After the reduction, the structure of this spell has been greatly simplified, and the requirements for casting it have been lowered from the intermediate level to the initial level," the current Allegri is as patient as he was when he taught Afra in the river valley, "You look at its color, and this cold air, this spell must be very cleverly embedded with a large number of amplification circuits, so that the simple power of this ice flake is close to or even reaches a high-level level. ”

Dargnon glanced down at the ice cube in his hand, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Holding this "Ice Orchid Blade" in his hand, he has been crisscrossing the north and south for many years, and it is not until today that he knows the structure and principle of it.

At this moment, Allegri's voice continued to come from in front of him,

"But...... However, I wonder what this spell is doing with such modifications, although the hardness, sharpness, and coldness in it have been greatly enhanced, but after losing the manipulation and rotary cutting structure, is it possible that the magician who released this spell will throw him out of the cannon with his bare hands?"

"Probably not...... Dargnon clenched his left hand hard, the familiar chill made him shiver, and the tiny grains of hoarfrost were spreading over his entire hand. Under his control, the shard of ice twisted and changed, and a sharp blade extended from the palm of his hand, extremely thin, extremely sharp, and graceful arc, and at the same time, his voice became somewhat strange, and it also sounded in the overflowing cold air,

"Master Allegri, its correct usage, it should be like this. (To be continued......)

PS: (Third update, 3000 words, no more today)