My name is Ren

Chapter 472 There are many passers-by in a person's life, but only a few people can become close friends and spend their whole life

The momentary feeling of suffocation came to everyone's mind, and after Jasmine shouted to protect "Master", she rushed towards the gambler.The long sword in her hand was surrounded by light blue and ice-coloured frost fighting air, and a cold air instantly swayed in all directions.Everyone in the hall felt that their movements suddenly slowed down. The corner of the gambler's eyes twitched, and he pulled out a dark long sword from nowhere, and a wave of black air rose up, resisting Withstood the erosion of frost fighting spirit.

This person is none other than the black widower.

The plan was actually perfect, but they overestimated Ryan's curiosity, and at the same time, their information on Ryan was not thorough enough.

During the whole process, the black widower didn't even have the slightest killing intent, not even the thought.He was completely immersed in the role he was playing and the plot, because he knew very well that Jasmine, a seemingly weak female swordsman, was actually no weaker than him.But even a trace of murderous intent would be noticed by this woman, so he came to this place just to "offer a treasure".

This treasure is the treasure map in his hand. Not only is there deadly poison on this treasure map, but also three kinds of curses have been cast on it.No matter who it is, even an eighth-level professional who hasn't been born for a long time suddenly comes into contact with this thing unprepared, and will be swallowed by poison and curse instantly.

What he didn't expect was that the pendant on Ren's chest actually gave a warning at the last moment.Of course, he didn't know what was going on here, and only Ren himself knew about it.But he couldn't be sure, so he found a scapegoat.

The little ringleader of the loan shark has not done many good deeds in his life. He has forced other people's wives to disperse countless times. This time he blocked the knife for Ren, and he deserved to die.

It's a pity that this exposed the ultimate purpose.

If it's not good in the dark, then try to make it clear, the assassination plan has been exposed and failed.But the black widower is one of the ten elders of the black church after all, and he also has his own dignity and glory. His past experience and status do not allow him to just retreat like this, and he has to try again.As long as Jasmine can be suppressed, then the plan to assassinate Renn may not be impossible.He is very clear that Ren can't practice magic, nor can he cultivate fighting spirit, just like ordinary people.

Among his three children, there is an assassin hiding!
With a sound of duang, the two swords intersected, and there was a piercing metal impact sound. The black widower only felt the shock of the tiger's mouth, the sinking of his arms, and his face changed instantly.

Jasmine was even stronger than he had imagined. At this moment, he abandoned all distracting thoughts and devoted himself to dealing with Jasmine.With the help of the power fed back from this block, he withdrew his feet on the tiptoes of the ground, while chanting a few incantations, a black airflow in his left hand pierced towards Jasmine like silk and threads.This is a curse. The black priests of the Black Church are famous for their curses. Their combat effectiveness may not be the best, but they are the most difficult to fight alone.

Curses are hard to defend against. After hitting, they are like tarsal maggots, constantly consuming the caster's physical strength, magic power, and fighting spirit, and applying various negative states.The curse thrown by the black widower is called the "curse of slowness", and the popular name is "spider web". It is an intermediate curse and one of the most frequently used curses by the black priests.This curse will cause the opponent to fall into a state of slow movement, as if the feet are entangled by spider webs, and the movement speed will be reduced by more than half.

For Jasmine, who was mainly light-hearted, this was definitely the deadliest curse.

She held her breath, and the fighting energy around her burst out instantly, and the light blue frost fighting energy instantly upgraded to a dark blue freezing fighting energy. This was a new change she had comprehended after fighting the ice barbarians in the extreme northern ice field.From this, the frost fighting spirit went a step further and became a quick freeze.

This fighting spirit was like a flame, burning away the cursing power that was like a girl's hair. The black widower was not at all discouraged or surprised, and he never thought that Jasmine could be dealt with so easily.If it was really that simple, the Black Church would have unified the entire world long ago.

He passed the sword over, as fast as lightning, and when they reached the realm of him and Jasmine, those fancy moves had been completely discarded, leaving only the most basic things of swordsmanship, without the slightest fancy.This sword was extremely simple, and it was almost to the extreme. When the tip of the sword was about to touch Jasmine's nose, the sound of piercing through the air came from this sword.Jasmine's long sword stood upright in front of her, and the black widower's long sword stuck to it swung to one side, and at the same time kicked it out.

In the past two years, following Ren's back, with delicious food and drinks, and abundant resources, her strength has soared like a rocket.If it hadn't been for the ebb tide at this time, she might have entered the eighth level and become a legendary title holder.

This kick was fast and hard, directly towards the black widower's crotch.The insteps of his feet were straight, and his toes were like swords. Before he kicked the black widower's crotch, the black widower already had the feeling of needle pricks. This is a keen feeling unique to senior professionals.His buttocks were pushed back, his waist and abdomen shrank, and his crotch shrank like bending down.At the same time, under the churning black fighting spirit in his left hand, a curse like a dark cloud appeared, and slapped the toe that Jasmine kicked over.

"Curse of Blindness", also called blindness, is also an extremely disgusting combat curse.Once you get this blinding technique, although you won't be able to see nothing like a real blind person, it's not much better.It was as if there was an extra layer of black tulle in front of his eyes. Although he could see a little outline, it also greatly restricted his eyesight and strength.

This is also the reason why the black priests are known as the strongest assassin group on the mainland. These curses that can make people lose their fighting power in an instant are hard to guard against.Among the many people who were assassinated were powerful professionals, but before they had time to display their strength, they had already become invisible blind, stakes that lost their mobility, or lost all their strength.

This kick was fast and ruthless. Seeing that she was about to be attached by a curse, Jasmine felt ruthless in her heart, and kicked the kicked leg down hard.The two completely different forces collided instantly, exerting a huge force.Although she avoided the curse, there was a crack in the leg bone of her calf, and several pieces of the foot bone were cracked.She let out a muffled sound, and her tight calves and insteps, which were full of strength and muscular lines, immediately swelled up.

The black widower was overjoyed, the injuries to his legs and feet during the battle were far more fatal than the injuries to his body or even his arms.If the arms and body are injured, they can still maintain a certain level of combat effectiveness, but if the legs and feet are injured, the mobility will be almost completely lost, and they will always be in a passive position.He jumped back, out of Jasmine's attack range, and began to wander around looking for a fighter. He threw the curse in his hand desperately, and Jasmine could only stand still and struggle to deal with it.

On the other side, Ren pointed at the three and a half children, and indifferently uttered the word kill.

The guards rushed over like wolves and tigers, raised their long swords and stabbed straight.

The oldest boy's eyes widened without the slightest resistance. The blade of the sword pierced through his chest, protruding from his vest with residual blood.He gripped the blade tightly with both hands, and his body fell to one side.

The second boy turned around and wanted to run, when a cold light flashed, he suddenly saw his running body crookedly running towards him, his foot was still on his head, his scalp tightened, and he slid to the side .He opened his mouth wide, trying to say something, and his round eyes finally lost their luster.

When the guards rushed towards the third girl, the girl smiled slightly, and a puff of smoke rose from her feet, instantly covering several guards.With a flash of her figure, sharp steel claws had already been put on her hands, and she appeared directly in front of Ren.Her body bent backwards in the air like a waning moon, and then she tensed up suddenly, with the steel claws of her hands crossed to cover Ren's face.

In the intelligence collection of Rennes, he has never had a record of defeating the enemy head-to-head.Even against Sebis, winning is extremely lucky, at least the black priests think so.

Seeing that the assassination was about to be completed, a sweet smile appeared on the girl's face.She was adopted by the black priests since she was a child, and she spent every day in the training that would make life worse than death. She also personally killed two companions who were dependent on her, and finally became a qualified assassin.In her world view and values, the weak have no right to survive in this cruel world.Her purpose, as well as that of the Black Church, is to purify the world.

After killing Ren, this process will take a big step forward, and it will be another step closer to her ideal world.

Ren's calm face was right in front of her eyes, within reach, but she could not see a trace of fear or panic in Ren's eyes.

After all, a girl is a girl. Even if she has a fighting power and fighting will far superior to her peers, she is still too young for this world.

The next moment, a platinum bramble vine as thick as a child's arm broke through the ground one meter in front of Ren, and inserted straight into the girl's body.The blood bloomed in the air like a flower in an instant. The girl spat out a mouthful of blood, and her limbs were already a little limp. She waved her arm, and the steel claw was only three fingers wide from the tip of Ren's nose.But this short distance is like a moat that can never be crossed.

The platinum thorn vine shrank back to the ground with a squeak, and the girl's body fell heavily on the ground like a torn bag, twitching from time to time.She hasn't had time to enjoy the sweetness of love, she hasn't had time to feel the pride brought to her by her career, she hasn't had time to witness the beauty instilled in her heart...

Her life ended in such a short and splendid way, like a delicate flower knocked down by wind and rain, no beauty lost the color of life, only black and white remained.

Lying quietly on the ground like a rag doll that has been torn apart by someone, there are only inexplicable doubts in her eyes, but unfortunately, she will never know the truth.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and the black widower just turned his head, and the girl was already dead.He didn't even see the thorn that took the girl's life too much.Glancing at his companions on the ground, the black widower turned around and ran towards the door without any hesitation. After bumping away from a blocking guard, he turned around and fled in the opposite direction. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared among the people. in sight.

All of this took less than a minute, and before the casino boss could react, it was all over.

He knelt on the ground trembling at this moment, leaving only deep fear in his eyes.

Ren looked at Jasmine, who lowered her head in shame, "I have let you down."

Ren waved his hand and said reassuringly: "No disappointment, no disappointment. Black priests have always been known for their weirdness. Back then, when he was outside the city, Blair almost became a dead soul under the knife when he faced a black priest who was two levels weaker than him. You You did a very good job, at least you didn’t let me face that guy.” He glanced at the three beheaded people on the ground, and ordered: “It seems that some people can’t wait any longer, search the whole city, everyone , All forces, as long as they are possible targets, should be arrested first."

He sneered twice, but his heart was full of anger. Since the political struggle three years ago, when he was growing up, the assassins surrounded him.If he had only hated and disliked the black priest and the black church before, then at this moment, he has made up his mind to uproot this organization.

No one can maintain a normal state of mind after being assassinated again and again. These people are already crazy, and Rennes was also driven crazy by them.

The news of Rennes' assassination spread quickly, and the people of Ortrenburg were shocked.You can deny Rennes' contribution to the city, but no one can deny what Rennes has done.Without him, the city would remain as lifeless as before.Disrespect to Wren and angered all Ortrenburgers.

Teams of well-armed soldiers started a full-scale search, and all the people listed by Rennes, including their forces, became targets of arrest.

In just one day, nearly a thousand people were arrested, which made some people who later migrated and immigrated to Ortrenburg panic, for fear that they would be arrested by mistake for some reason.

Ren is the rumored Great Demon King, once captured, he may never come back.

A mighty internal purge begins from this moment.

In the distant imperial capital, Empress Pars went berserk again, throwing everything that could be dropped to the ground.Whether it is expensive and exquisite decorations or artworks full of historical traces, they have all become piles of fragments.

The rebels "captured" three cities again. What made Queen Pals furious was that these three cities were not captured by the rebels through bloody siege battles, but surrendered voluntarily!
This also once again verified the law that nobles are unreliable.

Especially those lords, they don't care or care about who can be the emperor, who will be the emperor, they only care about whether their title will be shaken, and whether their territory will be destroyed!

As for the rest, never mind!
(End of this chapter)