Chapter 740
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Saleen's mental strength kept increasing as if without a limit . At that moment, his level of mental strength was close to a grade-9 sorcerer's . The only things stopping him from advancing was his understanding towards elements, souls, and rules .
Powerful mental strength allowed Saleen to possess a range of sensing that was similar to a sorcerer . He used his clan badge to train his mental strength too, so his control over his senses was formidable . Even under pain or duress, Saleen would still be able to maintain composure and complete the necessary preparation for spells .
Amongst the crowd ahead of him, a smiling child walked towards Saleen .
"Cuisi, stop him . " Saleen instantaneously activated a magic symbol and wanted to use it to mark the child . Saleen felt an incredibly horrifying death aura from the child . Saleen had only ever sensed such an aura from one other person and that was the old assassin that worked for Lex .
The child was holding a colorful windmill in his hands .
November was the most beautiful season in the south of Luolan . The autumn wind had began to blow and the leaves were all golden in color and swayed gently under the sunlight . That windmill spun quickly and disarmed Saleen's magic symbol without any trace .
Cuisi raised the ropes on his skeletal warhorse and it rushed in front of Saleen, blocking the child . The smile on the child's face disappeared . He had no idea how Saleen discovered him .
The ability to transform his appearance into an innocent one allowed this assassin to be ten times more effective in carrying out his assassinations .
Nevertheless, Saleen managed to see through his disguise from such a long distance away and even ordered his servant to block him . The servant looked adorable and delicate . Even the assassin could not bear to utilize the methods that he had thought of to create chaos . Most people would instinctively protect women and children after all .
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No one would ever imagine that an adorable woman like her would do anything harmful to a child like him .
If it were other assassins, they would have retreated after being discovered at more than one-hundred yards away . An assassin's attacking range was shorter than that of a black metal grand swordmaster . They had to be very close to the mage in order for their attack to be successful . Powerful explosiveness and precise assassination techniques often made up for an assassin's weakness of lack of endurance .
All assassins were trained in unorthodox fighting techniques and could very often kill those that were beyond their grades . They possessed all sorts of strange abilities . In order to assassinate someone, they could lie in ambush for a few months in exchange for that single moment of attack when their target would pass by .
The child refused to leave for he was Tyrant, a powerful assassin .
"Mother!" Tyrant that was disguising itself as a child raised his windmill and ran towards Cuisi .
His voice became coagulated . Green and black demon runes shot out from Cuisi's eyes . A gigantic illusion suddenly appeared . On top of Cuisi's skeletal warhorse, a witcher spider puppet pounced from the sky .
All of a sudden, the ground cracked open before the eyes of the crowd . A gigantic monster dug out from the crack in the ground and dirt flew everywhere . This monster pounced at the King of Metatrin . All of a sudden, the King's servant was armed with a long pike and tried to pierce the monster with it .
If Cuisi had tried to fight the child, the crowd would surely be enraged . Saleen used a very small illusion to solve this problem .
The people that had gathered to welcome Saleen were mainly soldiers who were taking their breaks, specifically auxiliary soldiers . There were very few Daliang City commoners . When a monster suddenly appeared to assassinate the King of Metatrin, these soldiers were unarmed so they all retreated . Those that had brought along their weapons immediately gathered together in a circle to ensure the monster would not be able to retreat .
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Lex had invested a lot of effort into making sure that the internal defense of Daliang City was the best on the Mainland mainly because of the qualities of these soldiers .
The highest-ranking officer shouted, "Bring the Grand Master here!"
Only mages that were grade-7 and above were fit to be called 'Grand Masters' . These soldiers would not allow the King of Metatrin to die before their eyes . They came to help their Princess in her battles after all . The officer immediately requested for help from sorcerers, disregarding the fact that he might not have the right to do so .
What Cuisi was holding was not a long pike but a sixteen yard long whip that Saleen had refined for him . As the whip attacked Tyrant, he dashed towards the skeletal warhorse while keeping his body close to the whip . Thereafter, Tyrant transformed into a ball of shadow and merged with the shadow of the skeletal warhorse .
Shadow Dance was a unique skill known only to assassins . One would be able to vanish from the enemy's sight as long as there were shadows . Cuisi's whip was like a dragonlance as it whipped ferociously against the shadow on the ground . He could sense that the assassin had yet to leave his hiding spot . If Cuisi became distracted, the assassin would surely make full use of that moment to escape from attacking range .
It was a tremendously short moment . Cuisi attacked by whipping instead of stabbing .
Cuisi's eyes had yet to recover fully . He had yet to regain his sight even though he had been washing his eyes with magic fluid every hour . He was relying on his demon senses entirely in this battle .
The main source of a demon's senses were its horns . Since Cuisi was now in human form, his entire skull possessed all the abilities of a demon's horns . He could still pinpoint the assassin's location without his eyes . It was a waste to use Shadow Dance on him .
With a loud cracking sound, Cuisi's whip kicked up some dirt and dust . Cuisi thought that his whip had struck its target, yet the latter still managed to escape unscathed from beneath the skeletal warhorse . This was when Cuisi realized that this enemy would be more difficult to deal with than the sorcerer that he had encountered .
Once an assassin was in the shadows, that was the best time for him to start killing .
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The witcher spider did not have any targets, so it laid on the ground and continued to project images . Cuisi no longer hesitated . His body swelled up instantaneously and the horns on his head grew longer than a foot . The wings on his back were still drawn in, but his hands had already transformed into a pair of weapons that were incredibly sharp .
Cuisi threw his whip towards the middle of his earring . Demons possessed the advantage of being able to use their items much faster than mages, mental strength was practically inexhaustible was never in danger of being counter-attacked .
With a much bigger body, Cuisi took a big step out . Due to the senses of both his horns, the shadow of the child appeared once again and was already within fifteen yards of Saleen . The sharp claws on Cuisi's toes dug into the ground as he bent his body and laid unmoving on the ground . The speed at which he could leap was even faster than a mage flying at their highest speed . Cuisi knew that Saleen could protect his own life with the techniques he possessed . Even if the assassin was not killed, he would at least be badly injured .
Cuisi, on the other hand, was not confident of killing the assassin in one shot so he would rather wait for an opportunity .
Although Saleen could not see the assassin's shadow, a layer of ice plate armor suddenly appeared on his body . On the outer layer of his ice plate armor was a gigantic bubble . The moment the bubble appeared, a thick fog enveloped Saleen's body completely .
He used ice plate armor, water shield, and the Quickcloud spell . Saleen cast all three spells at the same time as they had already been prepared while Cuisi was engaging the assassin .
Tyrant became frustrated . He did not expect the King of Metatrin to be such a powerful mage! He could cast three spells in one go and conceal himself within a fog . The incoming attack left Tyrant feeling terrified . Without hesitation, he closed his eyes . The magic pattern on his eyelids twitched and became transparent . A pair of dark purple eyes released a mysterious light from behind all the magic patterns that were crowded together .
The buffer provided by the fog was penetrated by the eyes . With the windmill in his hands, Tyrant's boots were almost completely flat on the ground before leaping towards his target . Although his actions were not impromptu, his posture seemed obstructed the moment he leapt out .
The target within the fog suddenly turned into two different people! Both of them held a ball of white flame . Tyrant could feel goosebumps on his skin as the temperature fell drastically . From within the fog, a small tornado of three yard height and a sharp hexagonal snowflake appeared .
These spells were completed almost instantaneously . In the midst of Tyrant's frustration, the enemy had already cast six middle-level spells almost instantaneously . The interval between each spell was exactly two frames! At the same time, this King completed a mirroring spell of an unknown grade!
This was something even many sorcerers would not be able to accomplish! Tyrant had mistaken Saleen's water puppet for a Mirroring spell, but what he did not understand was that his opponent was not a sorcerer . Even so, the mirror image that he created did not replicate the movements of the original person . He could not tell which was the real target .
The veins on Tyrant's forehead were now visible and the windmill in his hand spun even more vigorously as it produced a sharp metallic sound . The tornado and snowflake in the fog were blown away by the windmill without causing any harm to Tyrant's body . Tyrant bit his own finger before drawing a line with blood across his forehead . Suddenly, Tyrant's body split into two from the center .
Tyrant could now see Saleen just as Saleen could see Tyrant . He could see that the assassin with a child's appearance had now become two people . He was also alarmed that his snowflakes and tornado were blown away by the strange windmill without striking their targets .
Saleen instantaneously cast multiple bubbles that floated around his body . The water puppet also cast water shield and ensured that its entire body was protected . The only difference between Saleen and the water puppet was that the latter held an additional crystal ring in its hand .
As long as Saleen had yet to advance into a sorcerer, he would never dare to use Rafael's magic ring . If he used it, he would be injured even if he did manage to kill the enemy . Saleen allowed the water puppet to use his crystal ring instead .
The two Tyrants were duplicates of each other except that one held a windmill while the other held a short dagger .
Assassins loved daggers . If a magic dagger was thrown from a short distance, the amount of damage it could inflict was at least equivalent to a spell of the same grade . If it was a godly item, it would inflict the same amount of damage as a grade-8 spell .
"Go and die!" The two Tyrants shouted at the same time and leapt towards Saleen and the water puppet . They were now within ten yards of Saleen .
A long bow suddenly appeared in Eleanor's hands and an arrow was shot . The water puppet raised its finger and pointed at the assassin holding the windmill .