Chapter 396: Female Assassin "The hosts!
Master!!
Help~~~~~" The little demon Valak cried out for help miserably, at this moment he was still nearly 200 meters away from the sand dunes where Zhao Yannian was, and behind him, the assassin who didn't know what it was less than ten meters away.
Valak had dodged the Assassin's attacks twice, but as the Assassin's pursuit closer, Valak felt that death seemed to be coming behind him.
As the Assassin stepped within ten meters, a silver light flew out of the blurred shadow again, and a silver dart swooped down on Valak's back with a whistling wind, and the little devil seemed to have no time to dodge this time.
"Demon Flame Slash!"
Before being hit, Valak jerked around and shouted in the direction of the Assassin with both hands, and with his shout, a black-red flame flew out of his hand.
Little devils are born with the ability to instantaneous fire magic, but most of the magic they use is the simplest fireball technique and fireball compound magic, and Zhao Yannian decided to cultivate Valak, according to the talent of the little devil, he created a series of low-level compound magic for him, these spells can allow the little devil to attack with the magic flame formed by fusing the dark and fire elements with the rules unique to hell.
Warak's Demon Flame Slash is a small-area attack magic created by Zhao Yannian for him, which gathers and compresses the dark and flame elements and releases them in the form of flame blades.
With a high temperature and physical attack, the Demon Slash is sprayed with magical flames like a high-pressure water gun, which can not only attack enemies, but also bounce flying darts away.
The Assassin did not expect the little demon who had fled all the way to have such a powerful attack magic, and when the Demon Flame slashed and flew a dart towards him, the Assassin, who was also extremely close, had to roll sideways to dodge.
"Blindness!"
Valak is best at dark and fire magic, and when he sees his pursuers dodging the Demon Slash as he expected, Warak unleashes a blindness spell that is also dark magic.
The level of blindness is the lowest level among the magic taught by Zhao Yannian to the little devil, and it is precisely because of the low level that it will be released extremely quickly, Warak took advantage of the moment when the assassin rolled on the ground, shouted and threw out the blindness, and then a black mist instantly wrapped around the assassin's body.
"Damn it!"
The assassin who was placed by the little devil scolded fiercely in demonic language, and he couldn't get rid of it when he was covered by the black fog for a while.
Then, as the sound of the little devil's spell not far away came again, the rustle of the little devil moving on the sand, which the assassin could have heard, suddenly disappeared from the vicinity.
"This guy has magically hidden his voice?"
The Assassin slowly rose from the sand, then drew two short knives from behind him and went on guard, unable to see and hear the enemy, and his random movement was likely to fall into the enemy's trap.
But even if you don't move, the enemy will still attack.
Valak, who is good at long-range attacks, really didn't want to let go of this opportunity to kill the enemy.
These days, he didn't choose to flee according to his instinct because of the expansion of his strength, and after finding that he had the advantage, the little devil sneaked behind him at the moment and planned to kill the attacker, and then show his value to the master.
Therefore, after using his magic to trap the attacker, Valak carefully circled behind the Assassin.
He then began to chant aloud the most powerful magic spell he could currently use within the Silent Enchantment.
"The power of darkness, the power of fire, the flames of hell will incinerate the souls of enemies!
Flame Arrow!
As the little devil chanted, the black-red rockets gradually formed between his hands, and the chanting of the magic spell made the configuration of the magic flame arrow more accurate, and the power was also increased to the maximum, and then the magic flew through the silent barrier under the little devil's control and flew towards the back of the assassin's heart.
"Rush!
Kill this bastard like that!
Valak jumped to his feet in excitement after successfully unleashing the Flame Arrow, shouting that it seemed to him that the damned assassin's body would be cut open by Master Valak's magic arrow in the next second.
However, the little devil still underestimated the Assassin's strength, and when the black-red flaming arrow he fired approached the assassin, the corners of the assassin's mouth curled up slightly under the scarf.
The black mist that surrounded the Assassin was blown away by a strong air current, and the Assassin turned around and shattered Valak's magic arrows with a single blow with his short knife as if he were chopping vegetables.
The little devil froze halfway through the celebration, and when the assassin charged at him again, the little devil came to his senses and continued to flee towards the sand dunes with a scream.
The sand dunes are not a suitable place for pursuit, the sand and gravel kicked up by the little devil running in front and the posture of needing to raise his head to attack made the assassin feel quite awkward, and it was precisely because of this that the frightened Warak was lucky to escape from a distance of thirty meters, and at this time, Zhao Yannian, who had already discovered the situation outside, walked out of the tent with a wine glass.
"Son of the Evil God, catch that guy."
Zhao Yannian didn't mean to do it himself, he just gave an order and stood on the sand dunes to continue watching the play, and the Death Scythe, which had been inserted in the sand outside the tent, flew up on its own and pounced on the assassin after receiving Zhao Yannian's order.
"What's that!?"
The Assassin had never seen a weapon that could fly and attack on his own, so he was slightly stunned when the sharp-looking scythe flew over, but it was precisely because of this momentary hesitation that he suffered a lot.
A demigod and the power of sixty-six demon lords made the Death Scythe close to the weapon used by the gods, and even the old bookworm said that it was a rather dangerous weapon after seeing the Death Scythe.
An assassin who had not even attained the legendary strength had no room for resistance in front of the Scythe of Death, and by the time the Assassin remembered that he should dodge, the Scythe of Death was already hanging around his neck.
"If you don't want to die, come up by yourself."
Zhao Yannian commanded the assassin under the sand dunes in demonic language, and the murderous aura released by the Death Scythe made the assassin understand that if he didn't obey, he would be separated in the next second.
"Master, you're so powerful, Valak was almost killed by this guy just now!"
At this time, Warak ran to Zhao Yannian's side, and the little devil complained to Zhao Yannian in a resentful tone.
"If you had escaped immediately after releasing the blindness technique just now, there wouldn't have been so much danger at all, and the danger after that would have been just your own misjudgment of strength."
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Zhao Yannian didn't have the idea of justice for the little devil Valak, if the little devil hadn't inflated his self-confidence just now, he wouldn't have been caught up by the assassins at all, and what Zhao Yannian wanted was a demon spy who could survive, not a demon warrior, so it was very necessary to beat this little guy at this time.
Sure enough, after hearing Zhao Yannian's reprimand, the little devil immediately fell depressed, and judging from the little devil's mental state, he seemed to have doubts about why he would attack the enemy.
Zhao Yannian didn't intend to rely on the influence spirit to make the little devil understand what he meant, so after his goal was almost achieved, he left Valak aside and came to the assassin who had already climbed the sand dune.
"Demon Lord!?
This is not the place for you!
Although the assassin was frightened by the murderous aura of the Scythe of Death just now, after seeing Zhao Yannian, he still stubbornly threatened Zhao Yannian.
"It's up to me whether I should come here or not, and people whose lives are not in their own hands are not qualified to teach me a lesson."
Zhao Yannian sarcastically said to this stubborn assassin.
"Fool who lit a fire in the endless desert, your life is not in your hands!"
The assassin said to Zhao Yannian in his hoarse voice.
"Oh, do you mean the desert scavengers, or the desert ants?"
Zhao Yannian asked the assassin with interest.
"Now that you know they're still lighting a fire in the desert, you're a madman!"
The assassin's body trembled and shouted at Zhao Yannian, if it weren't for the Scythe of Death being inserted by his side at this moment, I'm afraid this assassin would have turned around and fled.
"In the face of sufficient strength and preparation, what seems crazy to you is nothing more than a calculated result for me, Miss Assassin, after I have shown my strength, I think you can take me to the Oasis."
Zhao Yannian's fingers lightly swiped the assassin's face wrapped in strips of earthy yellow cloth, and then a wheat-colored and wild girl's face appeared in the moonlight.
The girl's expression was extremely surprised, because the language that Zhao Yannian used just now was not a demon language, but a human lingua franca.
But before the teenage assassin could ask his question, the sand dunes they were on suddenly erupted like fountains of sand pillars, and from the sand pillars, humanoid ants with gray-white arthropods and huge mouthparts jumped out with primitive weapons.
"Food!"
Without the slightest pause, the ants rushed towards the trio on the dunes, and their mental fluctuations were nothing but greed and lust for food.
"Ant-Clan!
We're done!
The teenage assassin cried out in despair.
And Zhao Yannian raised the scythe of death with an expressionless face.