There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

"You little thief! You can't get away with murdering the Kingsley family!"

"Just surrender. We won't kill you right away. If you wait for Lady Kingsley to punish you, you can live a little longer."

Domi didn't listen to the fat guy's fart at all, but looked around as usual.

In addition to the numerous guards, the gentlemen and ladies in the hall were hiding at the entrance of the wall, standing on tiptoe and looking here curiously, without any panic at all.

Well, with so many guards, who would panic?

Keep looking at the past...

What a coincidence! He actually saw Morey and a woman who looked 70% like him. She turned out to be his mother.

The mother and son were cuddling together, watching like everyone else, but Morey still hoped that Domi could escape.

The enemies are in place, the difficulties are in place, and the audience who hope he can win are in place. Next, please let him fight against a thousand people alone!

Ignoring the more severe side effects, Domi changed his breathing pattern again and drank eight bottles of energy potions in succession.

"Little Kingsley dares to control my life and death?"

"I think you don't understand the situation at all!"

His imperial engine began to overload again, his face turned red, and the last bit of power he squeezed out rushed through his body.

"The end is coming, move towards the end!"

This time he didn't change into a scarecrow form, but his original appearance. He jumped into the pile of guards and fully deployed the field of fear!

Compared to releasing 'Fear' alone, 'Scarecrow' will keep him in a suspended state, move faster, and have a larger range of fear.

The more dangerous the situation is, the more you need to calculate all your strength and maximize the effect of every drop of strength!

The moment he jumped into the crowd, the guards around him were stunned, having no idea what this black thing was.

Before they could react, the spiked fists had already penetrated their bodies. The powerful impact crushed their soft and fragile internal organs!

Black fist goes in, red fist comes out.

Every attack can make a guard completely lose his combat ability or even kill him.

The only thing to be thankful for during this period was that the "qi" in Dantian doubled after a battle.

This was enough for him to cover two fists.

Just like that, Domi relied on his short stature and shadowy body movements to move in and out of the crowd of guards three times as if he was in an empty space!

His whole body became a tool for him to kill the enemy.

If someone trips with a whip kick, a hit on the neck with a knife will kill him immediately.

In addition, he can also break heads, smash leg bones, crush internal organs, quickly press fatal points, lock throats and suffocate people, and dislocate bones in jutsu...

Domi became more and more proficient in the assassination technique he had achieved.

[Assassination proficiency up↑]

[Assassination proficiency up↑]

……

[You are killing everyone! Villain value +3000... +3000... +3000...]

Soon, the originally green grass was dyed blood red by the corpses on the ground.

The guards fell one after another like wheat in a rice field. Such a fast killing speed frightened more guards.

When did even a child become so fierce! ?

Just as the guards were losing morale and losing ground, the fat man couldn't stand it anymore and went straight to the point of telling the truth:

"No need to capture him alive! Kill him! Whoever kills this little thief will receive a reward of ten gold dragons! Anyone who assists will also receive one gold dragon!"

After hearing this, the eyes of the guards who were originally thinking of retreating lit up.

That’s a gold dragon, enough for their salary for several months.

They picked up their weapons and fought back against Domi with all their might.

He rushed over desperately, causing his fear field to lose most of its effect.

The narrow corridor became a meat grinder. Even though people kept dying in front of it, there were still people who fell into the money trap and continued to fall.

Gradually, Domi's movements became slower and slower, and he had more and more knife and gunshot wounds on his body, not to mention the higher frequency of blunt force trauma.

My vision started to blur, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and my brain gradually gave up thinking.

"Are the side effects coming so soon..."

This time the side effect was the superposition of two side effects, and its reverse effect was enough to make him faint on the spot.

The reason why he still persists until now is that the passion to fight against thousands of people alone is supporting him.

But it will soon be unable to hold on.

The fat man seemed to see hope and shouted:

"This kid can't hold on any longer! Ten gold dragons are right in front of us! Charge! Charge hard!"

Chapter 50 We Are Assassins

Chapter 50-49- We are... Assassins

The guards' swords, spears, and halberds were infinitely magnified and slowed down in his eyes.

If death were to come at the next moment, Domi didn't want to sit there and wait for death.

He once again raised his exhausted arm, clenched it into a fist, and rushed forward like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

However, the imagined collision did not occur.

At that moment, countless figures in black robes fell from the roof at the same time, their robes rustling and a flash of cold light appeared on their wrists!

They fell silently on the guards' heads, and the hidden blades on their wrists slashed across their necks without any hesitation.

With one move of the knife, a life is gone.

When everyone was unclear about what had happened, there was no guard standing in the narrow passage. The light blue armor was replaced by uniform black robes, protecting Domi, who was about to faint, in the middle.

The man in black robes closest to him showed his chin to Domi. He was the comrade who had given him advice. He moved his lips, and although he made no sound, Domi could tell what he said through lip reading:

"Master, we are here to pick you up."

As soon as these words came out, an inexplicable sense of security suddenly occupied Domi's heart. He finally closed his eyes with peace of mind, and finally muttered something:

"You guys still have some...conscience..."

Then he fell to the grass with a plop.

In front of the door of the mansion, more guards who came to support didn't know what was happening. They saw a group of people in black robes falling from the sky and killing all their companions in an instant, as easily as slaughtering chickens.

"The black-robed...assassin...is Fo Shimen!"

"It's Blofeld who's slaughtering us! They're going after Kingsley!"

The fat man was knowledgeable and quickly recognized their identities and shouted in panic.

The guards immediately wanted to escape, but when they retreated to the gate of the wall, they found that there was a man in black robe blocking their way.

There is no obvious difference between his black robe and that of others, but if you put it on a white paper for comparison, you will find that his black robe is even purer and deeper, like a bottomless abyss that swallows everything.

But the guards, who were already frightened, didn't care about anything else.

One of the iron-headed boys was eager to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, so he picked up his sword and rushed forward while shouting!

"Don't block the road, get out of my way!"

He comes with great force, but he is a cowardly deserter who gets scared before he even starts fighting.

"Oh?"

Altaïr drew a plain, slender rapier from his waist and held it in front of him, looking at it carefully:

"It's been a long time since I've been looked down upon like this. You're a warrior, so... I'll give you a decent funeral."

"Advanced light magic - Spear of the End of Eternal Night."

In an instant, the light from his rapier reached the sky!

The brightness was even greater than the afternoon sunlight, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

"This this……"

Iron Head Boy fell to the ground, not caring about the pain in his buttocks. Now his eyes were full of the blooming lightsaber.

The next second, Altaïr disappeared from the spot, and the arc drawn by the lightsaber had passed through his head and kept bouncing back and forth among the remaining guards like a ray.

People couldn't even see his back clearly, only the light that passed through everyone's neck was still faintly visible.

When the light completely disappeared, all the guards, including the Kingsley people who were eating melons, fell to the ground.

If you examine how they died, you will find a burnt hole on their neck, through which you can see the scenery behind you from the front.

It couldn't be colder.

Of course, Altaïr did not kill people indiscriminately. He only killed members of the Kingsley family. Their relatives, friends and guests were not killed.

Morey and his mother also survived.

The hidden danger of the Kingsley family was completely eliminated at this point. With a gesture from Altaïr, all the men in black robes left in an organized and disciplined manner, leaving behind only a messy battlefield.

When Morey ran over to look for Domi, he found nothing. There were only the bodies of the guards and the Kingsley people.

Places that were once impossible to set foot in are now not even visited by dogs.

He returned to his mother helplessly, unable to cry.

"what happened?"

The frail mother still pays attention to her son's every move, as if she wants to witness his growth for a while longer in the last moments of her life.

Morey supported his mother and walked towards home step by step. When he passed the place where he and Domi had agreed to meet, his eyes dimmed a little, but he still forced a smile:

"Well, it's okay. By the way, mother, I picked up six bronze eagles on the road today. Let's go back and have something delicious!"

"You kid," the woman looked at Morey with a mixture of blame and affection, "If you find money, you should return it to the owner. It may be very important to them."

These six bronze eagles were the deposit that Domi got from two thugs. Are those two guys also considered the owners?

Morey was too lazy to return the money to them and just responded perfunctorily.

The woman just smiled and didn't say much.

Yes, given their current living conditions, how can they still be good citizens?

That day, after sending his mother home, Morey went to the market to buy a piece of fresh beef brisket and vegetables, brought them home, and cooked a beef brisket stew for this poor woman who had worked hard for him for most of her life...

Two days later, in a villa on the outskirts of the city.

On the spacious bed, Domi, who had just recovered, slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyelids, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

Sitting up from the bed and looking outside, he saw a balcony outside his room, from which he could see the scenery outside. The colorful plants were growing lushly and greenly, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The door to the balcony was open, and fresh breeze poured into the room, making the temperature very comfortable, but why did the wind smell like tobacco?

After a while, a tall figure walked back into the room from the balcony. As soon as he came in, he saw Domi who had woken up and was sitting on the bed, looking at him.

Altaïr was holding a pipe in his hand, and the pungent smell of smoke came from him.

"Hey, useless guy, wake up."

"Atai...where is this?"

Domi looked around. Compared to the ancient luxury of the castle, this place was simpler and had a more lively feel.

"Oh, this is one of Blofeld's villas in his own territory. Don't you know?"

Why does it feel a bit weird when someone says this?

It's obviously my home...

"Well, I really don't know," Domi recalled the scene at that time and asked curiously, "By the way, what happened after that?"

Altaïr simply shrugged:

"You complete the mission, and then I will bring people to pick you up and kill all the remaining remnants. That's it."