I have fought against the best of the best of the Assassins, and I have used my strengths and cunning to achieve victory, whether my opponents are strong or weak.

【Creed: Constraints】This gang of dragons is a huge springboard for me to break through in the process of training, and there are many strong people in it. Whether it's a Viking Filmmaker with a unique skill, or a powerful Divine Wind, or the mysterious Zorro. They all have their own specialties that can be proud of one side, and they also have a strong place that can surprise others.

But they have always respected the principle of the trade-off in nature, and behind that bright flash, it is their most fearful shortcoming...... or rather, fatal point.

The brighter the light, the bigger the hole behind you.

I thought I had mastered the mystery of fighting and knew how to break through my opponent's routines, which made every battle a lot more impetuous and inflated.

If it weren't for the Clown Emperor's obscure teachings, I'm afraid that the path I am taking now will only become the second ghost killer; Blinded by his own existing strength, he finally lost himself and became a weed basil that was drifted away, fending for itself.

To put it more vividly, others are stars competing for glory, and they do their best to shine and make themselves the brightest one in the night sky, the focus of everyone's eyes, and the attention of everyone.

Only the Clown Emperor is different, he has never competed with anyone, nor has he deliberately swaggered in the market, all he does is stay quietly in his place, silently.

Those who are not familiar with him think that he is an obscure asteroid, bleak.

But I knew that he was not a planet, but the strongest above all the stars.

He is a black hole, with a terrifying gravitational pull that can annihilate anyone who comes close; His strength has been questioned by countless people, but he never explains anything, just answers all doubts with his own single means.

Those who came to fight were all crushed.

"Whoosh !!"

The surrounding wind-breaking sound and almost phantom layers of figures have completely surrounded me, and although I am in my god and the artifact in my hand, I can only be helpless, standing in place and looking in horror at the place where I may be attacked at any time.

Even the host outside the venue was already dumbfounded and had nothing to say.

It wasn't that he had forgotten words or choked up, but that he couldn't find the right way to describe what he was seeing.

If you have to say it, it can only be a hundred ghosts walking at night.

In the midst of it, I already felt my collapse on the verge of limits, staring blankly at the scene in front of me in a messy and panicked manner.

Everywhere I could see, countless clown emperors flickered left and right like ghosts, and his treacherous figure flashed past dozens of nodes, each with a different strange shape, I didn't know which one was his main body, and I didn't know when and where I would be successfully hit by what skill from which direction.

And among these true and false phantoms, the Clown Emperor's body is hidden at any point, and he can appear on any phantom.

"Xiao Yu, the battle has just begun, but you are already in chaos!"

His admonitions were heard from all directions, and the sound source of each word came from a completely different point, as if the time of the Clown Emperor's words had already traveled between the phantoms a dozen times.

Just a few seconds.

Can a normal human frantically change scenes and angles a dozen times in a matter of seconds, and still maintain the correct sense of direction and awareness?

Even if there were, I don't want to admit that such people are human.

It's called a monster.

[Grass and Trees] (Stunt): Active skill, the area within 200 yards around one's location is turned into an ambush place, the effect can last until the caster takes the initiative to disarm, out of the cast range, is attacked three times or dies, the caster can teleport to any ally or the skill position of himself without limitation, the maximum distance of a single teleport is a phantom unit within 3 yards, and after each teleportation, a phantom that lasts until the end of the skill will remain in that position, The Phantom repeats any three spell moves carried by the caster; Phantoms do not carry damage or cast spells, but they can be used by the caster body at any time as a position swap and do not despawn. Cooldown time 10 hours, no consumption.

The Clown Emperor will give me water every time he fights, and this time is no exception. So when he gave me this skill before the game, I was still confused, and he said that he didn't want to win dishonorably, and he wanted me to use my best to get beaten by him.

Once I got used to his ghostly operation, I didn't have much awe of this skill, thinking that it was just a trick up the bells and whistles at best.

But the actual effect was that it hit me in the face hard, and my nose was blue and swollen.

As a [Trap Master] who can set traps, the Clown Emperor has quietly created a huge death zone at the beginning, so my act of memorizing the position of the skill and avoiding the operation of the skill are indifferent actions, because his goal is not to use these things to make me die from the beginning, but to create an invulnerable and terrible restraint for the explosion of this moment.

Every Trap, every Hidden Box, and even every moment he stays on the ground after teleporting will leave him with an apparition in place.

And so on, and so on, and the phantoms around me continued to increase, each of which flickered on and off and kept moving in a way that made it difficult for me to distinguish between real and fake, and I felt like I was in a hell surrounded by countless ghosts.

There is no escape, and there is no fighting.

"Ah!!h

I wielded my weapon and used my anger to hide my fear, but every time the skill beam flashed, it only penetrated weakly through those phantoms, and nothing was hit by me.

But at any moment, the fierce figure of the Clown Emperor flashed beside me, giving me a painful attack, and before my brain could react, he had disappeared into a corner, leaving only an ever-changing phantom beside me to destroy my mind.

I quickly dodged away from the phantom, but in a panic, my figure would crash into the location of another phantom, and I thought it would pierce into the air, but I didn't want to hit the solid flesh directly.

"Poof!"

The dagger slammed into my throat, slicing open all the souls I had struggled to swallow in my throat.

"Buzz!"

[Dragon Soul Gathering] hummed and launched, but now no matter what skill I used, I felt like an incompetent rage with poor donkey skills, like a madman waving a broom and yelling.

I rushed through a few phantoms with a hideous expression, attacking every target I could reach with a rude slashing method, but after attacking for a long time, the response was only zero feedback, and I didn't even accumulate the energy of [Dragon Soul Gathering].

Not at all.

When the dagger plunged into my back again, the Clown Emperor's broad hand was still on my shoulder, and I didn't dare to move as if I had been clicked, just quietly listening to the long sighs of the people behind me.

"I can't feel any of your fighting spirit anymore."

All I could hear was disappointment.

"Rub!"

"I'll give you one last chance."

The dagger was drawn and a splash of blood flowed, and the Clown Emperor disappeared again into the infinite phantom, leaving me wrapped in the resurrection enchantment that had been transformed around me.

"Lost......" I sighed as I stood in the middle of the barrier, and although the match was not over yet, I had completely lost the desire to continue fighting.

I don't want to hit the stone with an egg again, and I feel that continuing to insist on it will only be self-defeating.

Although it's not a shame to lose to a top powerhouse like the Clown Emperor, I'm still a little unwilling to work hard until now.

With the protection of the barrier, I crouched there and gasped, calming my hot head.

“…… I can't feel it, any fighting spirit. "The words behind my back just now irritated my spine and sent chills down my body.

In my thoughts, I can't help but bring other dragon lances into my current situation, what would happen if it was Overlord and SAMA who fought against Clown Emperor now? What if it's a ghost killer?

If...... Is it Hades?

The scarlet name and the cold expression suddenly came to my mind, and Hades's arrogant eyes stared at me with a kind of contempt for ants.

Anyone can give in, or be ready to give in, as I am, and resign to their fate.

But Hades will not, he will always look at anyone and anything with the spirit of an absolute king.

Even if he is the one in this situation now, even if he is already embarrassed to the point of dying. But he will not waver, only with the momentum from the beginning to the end, until he is defeated.

I am slowly precipitating my own thoughts, and I am also slowly understanding the position that belongs to Hades.

It seems that I understand his state of mind, and why he maintains that awe-inspiring head held high in any situation.

Because for him, anything but himself is an ant, and even if he is defeated, it is just a fluke victory for the ant.

Because he has always maintained an absolute self-confidence, a belief that "I am the truth". It was a kind of insidious difference from the deceit of killing ghosts and gods, and it was a kind of power that truly despised the power of the king of this world.

In ordinary life, this can only be criticized as arrogance; But in battle, it's a real power that scares all opponents.

Fight.

The flow of memories reminds me of the journey I have had along the way.

I've played against Hades a few times, with more wins and fewer losses; I even managed to defeat him in the eyes of the whole world, which was enough for me to earn the reputation of the strongest dragon lance.

I sat in the first place, and greeted countless battles with the name of "invincible", but in each battle, the other party would come to fight against me with a fluke mentality; When I think about it, I am afraid that most of their impressions of me are "in vain", and for them, I seem to be a little bit worse than them, as if the more hard work and seriousness, this point will be broken or even ignored.

But what about dealing with Hades?

I read nothing but fear in the eyes of those people.

It was a fear that came from the heart, and they told themselves before the battle that this man himself could not be surpassed in any way.

Therefore, the last time the [Earth Alliance] attacked Haizhong, my brave and bloody battles could not deter the other party, from the generals to the soldiers, everyone had the idea of fighting with me, and still felt that I could be defeated.

But as Hades rode the dragon into the sky, all I could hear was a sound of horror and fear.

"Hah...... Hades!?? ”

The stunned expression, the trembling tone, was like a dog seeing the mountain tiger of the howling forest, defeated without a fight.

So much so that when Olympus later entered the Great War of the Origin Continent, the battlefield where Hades was located almost always presented an overwhelming advantage.

Because those enemies had already lost all their fighting spirit when they saw him, the arrogant figure of golden light had been deeply ingrained in the bones of every opponent.

I finally understood why the Clown Emperor dared to say that no one was his opponent when he gave me an example, but he had to leave Hades alone every time, and even ashamed of himself.

Jing Yihong, Shen Li, Han Li.

All the people recorded in the [Holy Lance] carried out this fighting spirit, and they faced enemies who were several times stronger than themselves; I've always prided myself on fitting these characters, but when I look back at it, I realize that I'm just a reckless man who relies on equipment and skills, and all the battles I win are crushing situations that are ahead of the starting line.

I'm just a coward who has taken advantage of that magic stunt.

It's not me who really implements and lives up to the name of the dragon lance.

It's Hades.

"I see." I whispered to myself, looking out through the hazy barrier with more and more composed, finally knowing what I was going to do.