Chapter 654 - You Might Be the Worst Group of Gamers That I Tutored!
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Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
âDonât come near! Or these assassins are dead!â Count Savon roared in fury and horror while directing the executioners, âKill them!â
Soon, the executioners put ropes around the assassinsâ necks. The moment the floor was lowered, the assassins would be hung to death!
Suddenly, many assassins leaped down from the roofs of the surrounding houses like water drops in a waterfall. While landing with neat and clean movements, they released their hidden blades, instantly killing one executioner each.
âGodly palace knights! Kill them!â Beside Luther, the red-robed senior priest roared in shock and anger. Instantly, large groups of soldiers and heavily armed godly palace knights swarmed up.
Meanwhile, the red-robed senior priest lifted his magic staff and began to chant. Soon, his magic staff released a golden light beam which landed on the armor of these godly palace knights.
Instantly, the armor of these godly palace knights emitted faint golden lights.
It was the Holy Light Armor Spell which could harden and strengthen the knightsâ armor so much that even magic firearms couldnât pierce them, let alone the assassins who were deprived of strength.
Then, another golden light beam fell.
Instantly, the knights found that their strengths grew greatly. They slashed out their huge swords and created a series of air-piercing noises!
The red-robed senior priest looked vicious. âDespite your great combat experience, you canât kill more than seven fully-armed knights without qi or magic energy in your body. Now that Iâve empowered the knights with godly spells, Iâll see how many you can kill!â
Sure enough, an assassin unsheathed his hidden blade, and it made a crisp noise when it collided with a knightâs armor; it couldnât even leave a scratch on the knight.
âHahahaha!â Count Savon laughed, âThey are dead!â
However, in the next instant, the assassin stabbed his hidden blade into the knightâs body through a crevice in the armor. Then, blood immediately gushed out!
The godly spells had toughened the armor and increased the knightsâ physical strength but hadnât toughened their bodies.
With the blades stabbing through the crevices every time, the armor looked as fragile as paper before them. It didnât take the assassins more effort.
Slaughter! It was a one-sided slaughter! With their current combat techniques, the assassins could easily defeat enemies who were more powerful than them!
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Everyone instantly stood up from their seats.
Lutherâs face became livid. âEscort me back to the godly palace. Quickly!â
On the square in the prison of Stan Nation, the captured assassins who were watching the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection while sitting on the meadow were stupefied by the scene, wondering if the people they were seeing were really assassins!
âImmediately escort Mr. Luther out of here!â Count Savon roared, and his face became wicked as the fat on his face distorted. âElites of Grey Eagle City! Kill them all!â
âFor the Brotherhood!â Harrison roared and charged into the enemies with red eyes.
âFor our glory!â
âBattle until death! Kill them all!â
In each second, there were soldiers of Grey Eagle City and godly palace knights dropping to the ground. Harrison had dashed to the forefront of his group, and he used counterattacks and strung together combo kills, taking out his enemies with one strike each. The skills that he had practiced endlessly in the virtual reality training sessions replayed in his mind like flashbacks.
This combat style seemed to have merged into his blood and bones.
His hands, feet, knees, and everything he got his hands on could be turned into deadly weapons; he even felt like he could find his enemiesâ weakest points with his eyes closed.
Harrison picked up the middle-aged assassin who had passed out and said, âOh! Brother! I got you!â
âWeâre late; but weâll triumph over them! Believe us!â
âCharge!!!â His hoarse roar signaled the full-force attack.
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At this moment, Luther was hurrying toward the direction of the godly palace.
âMr. Luther, do you have a plan?â Count Savon said in horror, âThey... are these assassins devils? How can they kill so many people?!â
Lutherâs face was livid. Although he hadnât anticipated this situation, he obviously was prepared and wasnât panicking. âDonât worry. The battle has just begun.â
Under the protection of godly palace knights, he walked into the godly palace.
Suddenly, the glass windows of the building shattered as dozens of assassins swarmed into the godly palace like a giant flood.
Luther, Count Savon, the red-robed senior priest, and about 20 godly palace knights were surrounded in the center.
âYou canât escape, Mr. Luther.â Elina released her hidden blade. After a long while, she finally returned to this place.
But this time, she wouldnât flee in despair. Instead, victory belonged to them!
âDonât be happy so soon. Damn it!â Luther said in a cold voice, âIf thatâs all you can do, youâll die soon!â
The moment he said it, Elina felt a chilly sensation shooting up into her head from her heart. Used to the dangers that were hiding everywhere in Assassinâs Creed, she had obtained a faint intuitive sense of danger without using qi or spiritual spells. It was this intuitive reflex that made her lower her head without thinking.
A silent black light shot past her scalp. If she was one second late, her head would have been chopped off!
âBe careful!â Elina exclaimed in alarm.
The others were alarmed but couldnât move fast enough. Instantly, several assassins were severely wounded!
Elina didnât even have the slightest idea where the sneak-attackers were hiding.
These new assassins wore simple black cotton robes, looking like a group of ascetics.
No one could sense any aura coming off of them, as if they were one with the void.
Instead of the huge swords that knights liked to use, they used pure-black short swords which were designed for the killing technique that they just performed. These techniques were more advanced and ancient than those used by the assassins of the Underground Council.
âAre... they assassins too?!â On the square in the prison, the two elders of the Underground Council couldnât believe their eyes.
They had never thought that the Judgement Godly Palace was the most powerful assassin organization in the world!
In the blink of an eye, more than 20 assassins dropped to the ground, losing all combat abilities!
Only Elina remained standing in the building, and Harrison was outside helping the captured assassins escape.
Elina looked grim. Despite the anti-mage array in the city, these assassins had sneaked up to her without her noticing.
Even Luther looked respectful. He bowed and said, âWelcome, Mr. Moody.â
âYou asked me to come here to deal with these wastrels? They are so weak.â With his hands clasped behind his back, the man in the black robe looked to be the leader of these new assassins, and he glanced at the other assassins with a cold expression.
In fact, Lutherâs targets werenât only the assassins who had escaped in the last failed assassination.
His targets included Altair, who was called the Assassin Pioneer, and Ezio, who was called the Eagle of Florence.
In other words, his goal was to draw out the person who created the assassin mystical realm and taught the elves assassination skills.
Of course, he wouldnât go to that shop himself.
Drawing out his targets was the best strategy.
The red-robed senior priest said with sudden understanding, âSo, Mr. Moody is our real hidden card!â
Luther said with a laugh, âYou guys canât imagine how powerful he is!â
âIn my opinion, even the so-called great Pioneer Altair or Eagle of Florence Ezio canât block one attack from Mr. Moody.â
Hearing Lutherâs introduction, everyone was astonished to learn that the godly palace had such well-hidden people.
âDo you think you need to state the fact...â Moody said mildly. But before he could finish, he suddenly stopped, turning around and revealing a throwing knife had pierced into his back and through his heart.
He collapsed to the ground instantly.
Luther instantly froze.
The red-robed senior priest and Count Savon froze too.
Looking at the black-robed man lying on the ground lifelessly, everyoneâs brain turned blank.
The assassins in the Stan Kingdom stopped thinking while they watched this scene.
What happened?!
The audience members looked forward and saw a white-robed assassin directly walking through the gate.
The large group of guards standing at the gate didnât see this assassin due to their strong desire to live.
âHurry! Turn it off!â In the prison of the Stan Kingdom, the soldiers who were guarding the assassins and watching the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection yelled wildly, âTurn the damn visual projection off!â
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While Mr. Fang was compiling the knowledge post, he suddenly received a task.
[New Task: The Battle of Assassins
Task Content: Complete Synchronization with Altair or Ezio
Task Target: Destroy all the assassins in Grey Eagle City who are not a part of the Brotherhood
Task Reward: Activation of the third large-scale online game, connection between all private teleportation array between all shops; Host can take one person along while using the array
Note: Using Complete Synchronization with other characters will be regarded as failing this task.]
Therefore, Mr. Fang took the chance to check up on the assassins by having a look.
Seeing the scene, Mr. Fang was at a loss for words. âYou might be the worst group of gamers that Iâve ever tutored.â
âAhhyaaa...!â Elina felt like she was going crazy as she thought, Can you show some mercy in front of so many people?!
âLuther is trying to run!â
âHurry! Deactivate all the magic arrays!â Desperate howls came from the palace. âDeactivate the magic arrays, and we might have a chance! Turn off the anti-air magic array so that we can escape! Demons! They are demons!â
âAhhhh!â Their defense methods now became their death curse.
Meanwhile, in a dark corner under the real grand hall which worshipped the gods inside the Judgement Godly Palace, a pair of eyes suddenly opened. âI canât believe that I lost a figure projection this way... Who was that?!â