Chapter 293: Homeopathic Slaughter IV.
Mart smiled, a smug smile.
Naturally, she had reasons to be proud.
In fact, the last time she laughed like this, a great knight from the three southern counties was pierced by her attachment and collaborator.
The cold light flickered, but it was silent.
This is a nirvana blow from behind.
However, it was such a fatal blow, but it was easily dodged by Dean - as if Dean also had eyes on his back, he gently moved a step to the right.
Immediately, the sword that pierced the back of the heart fell short.
The attacker who appeared out of nowhere, apparently, did not anticipate such a situation.
Therefore, the attacker was unable to stop at all, and the whole person continued to rush forward - originally in the heart of this attacker, he would never miss this blow, a sword pierced Dean's heart, and then, taking advantage of the momentum, stopped, and then drew the sword, blood sprayed, Dean had an unbelievable expression on his face, and the body fell to the ground.
This was the scene that came to the mind of the attacker in the last moment.
However, now the sudden miss has obviously broken this envy.
He couldn't stop because he was too strong, and he completely exposed his back to Dean!
Burst!
The tip of the sword appeared in the chest, and the attacker's body stopped, he lowered his head to look at the long sword that pierced his heart, and then, as he watched the long sword slowly retract, first the blade, then the tip of the sword, the blood on the long sword, under the squeezing of his muscles, moved with the blade, and slowly fell.
And then. He felt the sword move through his body. That feeling of the heart being cut. He opened his mouth to exhale in pain.
However, the sudden rotation of the long sword made such a painful cry stop in astonishment before it could be spoken.
The heart was completely shattered, and even a gold-level powerhouse could not escape death.
Not to mention the Grand Knight.
Burst!
There was another muffled thud, after Dean drew his sword. The attacker's chest spurted out a mouthful of hot blood and sprayed it straight on the woman's face.
That smile, immediately, sluggish.
The pride of the previous moment seemed to freeze on the face of this Lady Matt.
"The smell of assassins, I can detect it when I enter here!"
Looking at the body of the attacker, Dean said coldly.
Even without forethought, the Assassin could not have concealed Dean.
It's not just a perception judgment, it's more of an observation of the same Assassins. In Dean's eyes, the other party has nothing to hide.
Floating XP orbs of light. Dean obtained 100XP again, and the mercenary team with more than a dozen people in the information was more than a dozen people, and to Dean's expectations, he gained close to 300 XP value, plus the previous two sweeps, this XP value has reached 350.
This is a bonus.
However, this did not make Dean lose sight of his original purpose.
Dean strode towards the Lady Matt.
"Stop, don't come!"
The lady shouted again.
It's just that, compared with the last disguise, this time the shouting is obviously real.
Of course, whether it's true or not, Dean doesn't mean to listen to the other party's words.
Bang!
stepped forward and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen, and suddenly, the opponent involuntarily bent down with a cry of pain, and then, Dean grabbed the opponent's hair, flipped his wrist, and lifted the opponent up like a fish.
"Where's your secret room?"
Dean asked.
Although finding the secret room is not a difficult task for Dean, the building in front of him is not small, and if you want to find it, it will naturally take a lot of effort.
Therefore, it would be great if someone led the way.
"In Henry's room!"
Mart replied very honestly.
Undoubtedly, this was a woman who knew how to judge the situation, and she could see the calmness of Dean's countenance, and such a calm countenance obviously did not allow her to play tricks, as long as she did not want to suffer any more.
Henry, the Great Knight Raider.
The other party should be an assassin and a thief, and after entering the other party's room next to the main building, Dean was even more certain.
After all, no one except assassins or thieves wants to decorate the rooms they live in.
Dean looked at the lady.
At this time, Mart had already wiped the blood on her face cleanly, and even her makeup was very clean, revealing a height like the other party. Excite. Chest. A fair-skinned face.
It's beautiful, and, under those tears, it's even more light and can inspire men's sympathy.
The lady stood innocently in front of Dean, and when Dien's gaze swept over, she took a step back like a frightened little animal, and her body pressed against the wall, and the black gown was under such a impact. Excite. Chest. The ministry swayed, and began to crumble.
With a soft cry, Matt grabbed the dress on her chest, and at the same time, looked at Dean timidly.
"I haven't been into Heng and Henry's room, I'm just his puppet......"
Mart explained in a low voice, telling her innocence.
However, Dean didn't pay attention to this, he stepped forward, and immediately Mart was trembling, that kind of appearance was enough to make an evil fire rise in the heart of any normal man.
It's just that Dean's expression was still so calm, and then—
Bang!
A punch hit the opponent's lower abdomen again.
Suddenly, Mart retched and fell to her knees, and at the moment of kneeling, the already crumbling dress completely lost its due effect.
High. Excite. of the chest. The department was completely exposed to the air, even with that delicate body, even. Be more enticing.
Dean, on the other hand, turned a blind eye and grabbed the other party's hair again. Walk towards the room.
Every step easily crossed the traps in the room.
I came to the secret room with ease. Then, he opened the chamber straight.
Compared to the secret room of the two gentlemen before, the secret room in front of him was much larger and more items, and after scanning around, Dean found his target: [Demon Blood Dagger].
The Demon Blood Dagger is nicely placed on a weapon shelf.
However, compared to the surrounding furnishings, the [Demon Blood Dagger] is obviously a little dirtier. The dust on it always makes people feel that this is an item that is not loved by the owner, but it has some value, and they don't want to throw it away.
After confirming the Demon Blood Dagger, Dean's gaze turned to Mart again.
"Don't kill me! I am innocent, I am all persecuted...... There are secrets here, here, and I can tell you that the dagger is cursed, and whoever wields it will be cursed......"
Seeing the undisguised murderous intent in Dean's eyes, Mart begged loudly for mercy.
Meantime. She also clearly saw that Dean's previous gaze was mostly on the cursed dagger, immediately. She saw it as an opportunity to show goodwill.
It's just that Dean's eyes full of murderous intent haven't changed.
Dean definitely knows more about the [Demon Blood Dagger] than others, so he won't be moved by it at all, not to mention that the other party has already been sentenced to death in Dean's heart.
The other party is a woman, yes.
Moreover, she is quite beautiful, one point more beautiful than the baron's daughter.
However, for a woman with a femme fatale's heart, no matter how beautiful her appearance is, it is useless, and it will even make the other party more and more dangerous.
Looks, for this Lady Matt, are weapons.
It's like a sword in Dean's hand.
From beginning to end, the other party kept launching 'attacks' at him, and if he was a little careless, he would only be hit by the other party in an instant, and then, fall into the other party's 'control'!
A great knight-level assassin teamed up with an ordinary woman.
The latter is not related to the former in the slightest.
However, he was willing to cooperate.
That's enough to tell.
And in the same way, it would be too dangerous for him to let such a lady continue to save zài.
He definitely didn't want to make up a series of 'stories' from this lady's mouth, and then, a whole bunch of hot-blooded young people who were instigated came to him, the 'great villain', to punish the evil and eliminate the evil!
This is not some unreliable speculation.
Dean believes that with this lady's 'acting skills', it will not be difficult to do this.
Therefore, the hand rises and the sword falls.
The other party's head was cut off like this.
And that Ms. Matt was unbelievable until she died, she couldn't believe that Dean really ignored her appearance and did something to herself.
There was no ball of light representing XP floating out, just blood spilling out.
Dean didn't have the slightest nostalgia, turned around and walked into the secret room, and picked up the [Demon Blood Dagger] -
There is not the slightest difference from the one in his hand, exactly the same.
Even, even the description and annotation are word-for-word.
From his bosom, he took out the flannel cloth that had been prepared a long time ago and obtained from Long Lang, which could isolate the breath of magical items, and wrapped the [Demon Blood Dagger] in it.
This flannel cloth is made from the fur of some fierce beasts and the imprint of alchemy.
Not only can it block most of the magical breath, but it can also be used as a tool to wrap up magic weapons - wiping the blade of magic weapons with this flannel cloth is the choice of many people.
After carefully wrapping the [Demon Blood Dagger] as if in his arms, Dean looked at the shelf where the [Demon Blood Dagger] was placed, and flames appeared from the palm of his hand.
After a few seconds, a cluster of ashes remained.
After carefully disposing of the cluster of ashes, Dean looked at the shelves not far behind him—scrolls and books were scattered around them.
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