In the Holy Lotus City, the target of the fog believer has always been the only one on the edge of the night.Ww    W.

『BiQuGe.

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He was trapped in a curse cycle, and the only thing he could do was to continue to follow the long night on the edge and wait for the opportunity to start again.

But he would never have thought that what he was about to face would be the first catastrophe in his gaming career.

...

"Since you're here, don't leave."

I looked at the gray-white human figure that was approaching me in the sight and smiled.

"Mist believer."

When he heard me call out his name, the human figure was obviously stunned for a moment. It seemed that he was right.

Under this mask, I can see almost all the hidden things. Even the data codes constantly transmitted in the air can be clearly seen.

In such a vision, the assassin's stealth can only be considered a pediatrician.

The mist believer's stunned silence lasted for a moment, and the next moment he used a shadow step and teleported behind me.

He made a quick decision and stabbed the back.

Then the metal dagger with a cold light disappeared into a layer of black mist that suddenly floated out of the surface of his body.

"Because this is the Holy Lotus City, the capital of Wanye Kingdom." A ball of black fog ignited like a flame from the palm of my right hand, "So I didn't use this thing because of the influence."

"But now, it doesn't matter." My right hand slanted slightly, and the black mist slid down and fell to the ground.

The black fog fell to the ground and took root and spread very quickly. In just a few seconds, they extended, forming a round black wall that wrapped me and the mist believer in it.

"Since you are going to come back by yourself." I spread my hands and two black fogs rose between my fingers.

"Then let's die a hundred times before going back."

"Ah—!" Before I finished speaking, the mist believer raised his dagger like a berserker and attacked me.

The black fog between his fingers continuously released, like a rattan, bound the actions of the fog believer and corroded his body.

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I was surprised when two damage numbers jumped out. It turned out that the corrosive damage of black fog also follows the rules of the game.

The assassin's weak body could not withstand such an attack at all. He was wrapped in the black fog and instantly turned into a white light and disappeared in front of me.

A white light flashed and then appeared in place again.

That's right, the place I surrounded with black fog is the player's resurrection point.

The jade wheel was exposed in his death, and I took it into my pocket without hesitation.

When he was resurrected again, in addition to anger, there was more despair in his eyes.

I raised my right hand, and then the black mist hit me again, wrapping him up.

The white light disappeared again.

This time it was an ordinary dagger.

Not enough.

I raised my right hand again.

...

"Evil." Rinsret shook his head and left the zenith rosette.

He understood that he no longer had to interfere in this matter.

After all, he has made the best help.

It is not easy to turn a huge city into a maze.

"But even if the evil path is a force worth relying on, it must be used with caution." He smiled again, and then disappeared from the celestial top with a colorful glow, leaving only the voice just now floating in the air.

...

Id: The Mist Believers

Level: 2o

Occupation: Assassin

I don’t know how many times I killed him, nor do I know what he had exploded.

But I'm sure.

Soul Cube Molten Iron Girl is definitely still in his backpack.

The black mist mixed with each other and turned into solids, condensed into a throne floating in the air.

I leaned on the throne, gently flipping the fate of the foggy believer under the throne with my right finger.

"It's so boring." I narrowed my eyes into a thin slit with a hint of rage, looking at the mist believer who turned into white light in front of me. "It's better to throw out the soul cube directly, it's good for both of us."

"Don't look at me like this now, killing people is also very tiring, oh hehe." I covered my mouth lightly, covered my lips and smiled.

The mist believer had long given up his resistance and stood there waiting for my judgment.

He was greeted with another death.

Elise still did not show up.

"Spray it out for me! It out for me! Spit out what I have eaten!" I was hysterical and jumped off the throne and pinched the neck of the foggy believer to the ground.

The black mist tied his limbs tightly to the ground.

I grabbed his head and smashed it hard to the ground.

"Submit it!"

"Submit it!"

The level of the Mist Trustee is only 2O. He couldn't withstand my continuous blows and quickly turned into white light and went back to resurrection.

【Ordinary dagger.】

The items dropped by death are the same, and the resurrected mist believer looked at me mockingly.

God knows how many daggers and herbs are in his backpack?

This unwilling and angry mood drove me to grab his body directly and crash into the barrier made by the black fog.

"laugh--"

The violent reaction between the lively human body and the thick black fog made an interesting sound like a steel knife quenching.

Before the mist believer could scream, he died again.

【Herbs.】

"Very good, since you have so many daggers and herbs, let me burst them all out." My hand pressed on the mask, trying not to let it fall off due to the twist of my expression.

"I decided not to kill you a hundred times." I put my hand deep into the barrier of the black fog and pulled out a black long sword, "Because, I want to kill you a thousand times."

The sword fell when the sword fell, and the black sword energy drew a crescent-shaped trajectory in the air, and then scattered into a hazy black mist.

'bite!'

A colorful light flashed, and the sword blade I swung seemed to be blocked like a rock, hanging above the head of the fog believer, and it was difficult to go further.

"Who?! Who is blocking me!" The attack was blocked for a while and I was furious.

A slender hand suddenly appeared and covered my mask.

I almost wanted to resist, but I found that I could not control my body movement, even if it was a little bit.

The hand was pressed tightly against my mask, trying to remove it.

"What do you want to do? Let go, let go!" I roared uncontrollably, and the black mist suddenly burst out, attacking the person who was trying to take off my mask.

The mask's eyes were blocked by his hands, and I could not see his face at all.

But I always feel that there is a very familiar... divinity that I have ever come into contact with.

The black mist kept pounced on him, but it passed through him directly, unable to hurt him a little. It seemed as if his body was transparent.

His palm slowly pressed, and the mask gradually left my face.

Only then did I realize that countless black silk threads grew between the fit between the mask and my face, connecting the face with the mask.

The man let go of his hand and the black silk thread pulled back his mask like an elastic band.

"Tsk." The man was a little unhappy, so he tried hard again, picked up the mask, revealing the dense silk thread under it.

"You may feel a little uncomfortable, you can bear it." He said in a calm tone.

Before I could react, the next second, the hot and hot feeling instantly shaved across my face.

All the black silk threads broke and disappeared, and the mask fell off. The barrier formed by black fog was also lifted.

"I just did it...what?"
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