I accidentally pulled out the black light virus and I became invincible.

The first half of the sentence made the assassin feel unhappy, and he was staring at Mercer with a resentful look, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he showed an expression of extreme longing.

The fountain of life is released earlier, which means that it can better suppress the bloodthirsty in the body, and can also enhance the physique, surpassing that of assassins at the same time.

In subsequent sparring sessions, the chance of survival will be greater.

Looking at the man in black from a close distance, Mercer found that he looked to be in his sixties, with an ordinary appearance, neither a sinister face nor an outstanding appearance.

Such an old man would be easily overwhelmed by the crowd in the outside world. Who would have thought that he would actually be the king of assassins who has lived for hundreds of years.

"Lord Occam, you're welcome!" the assassin said.

A sharp dagger slipped out of the sleeves of both his hands, and he attacked the man in black with two knives.

The two daggers are placed at an extremely tricky angle. If you defend one of them, the other will pierce your body in the next second. It can be seen that this move requires hard work.

But even in the face of such a fierce attack, the man in black still narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not move until the attack was approaching as before.

The body of the man in black, who appeared to be over sixty years old, burst out with a fierce attack speed that was completely inappropriate for his age. He stepped forward with his right foot, followed by his right hand, and clamped down on the assassin's arm extremely quickly. Left hand.

Taking advantage of the force of the opponent's thrust, the man in black pushed directly towards him with his back.

"Succeeded?!" The assassin was a little surprised. If this continued, his other dagger would be able to stab the man in black in the next second.

If this action were performed by an ordinary person, he would definitely be pierced by the other dagger in an instant. But in that short second, the man in black twisted his waist to an incredible extent and perfectly avoided the stabbing. Here comes another knife.

At the same time, the free elbow swung back violently, hitting the assassin directly in the face.

The extremely strong force directly knocked the assassin, who looked to be in his thirties and in his prime, into the air and landed heavily on the ground.

Looking closely, the assassin's face was sunken deeply, and his facial features were wrinkled together.

Under this incredible elbow, his brain was smashed into pieces!

"wild."

Mercer couldn't help but sigh at the opponent's fighting skills. He truly deserved the title of King of Assassins.

"And you, come on too." The ordinary man in black didn't even move his position, he just stood there.

But when he closed his eyes and waited for Mercer to attack, after waiting for half a minute, the attack did not come.

The man in black opened his eyes and looked at Mercer in front of him, frowning, "What are you doing standing there? Attack quickly!"

Unexpectedly, Mercer put his hands in his pockets and stood there lazily looking at him, with no intention of taking action.

"Why do you want me to go? You can do it yourself. If you ask me to do it, I will do it. Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

"Charles, are you crazy?"

The man in black frowned and looked at the assassin in front of him. He could easily pronounce the names of the people in front of him. He remembered that all the people in this castle were not ignorant kings who knew nothing.

Being called crazy made Mercer roll his eyes in front of the other person, and made a move that made the man blush. He raised his right hand and slowly extended a... middle finger.

This humiliating gesture is common in European and American countries. Even as far away as Eastern Europe, it is commonplace.

It would be better to say that such a gesture is already used all over the world. Unless it is a primitive tribe that does not even have electrical appliances, no one knows the meaning of this gesture.

"court death!"

This action completely ignited the man in black, and Gujing Wubo's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.

It was also the first time that Mercer felt murderous intent from this man. It was a definite ideological form that manifested itself in a sense of oppression.

The oppressed party, under the threat of this powerful murderous intention, was at least frightened to the point of being unable to move, at worst it was left with a psychological shadow and went crazy from then on.

This was just a release of murderous intent, and there was no direct attack.

This is the ultimate killing intent that can only be possessed by those who have emerged from the pile of tens of thousands of dead people. For ordinary people, unless their minds are particularly determined, they will not be able to withstand the threat of this killing intent.

On the other hand, Mercer was very relaxed.

I saw him licking his nails and looking at his fingers repeatedly with an indifferent expression, like a girl who had just had her nails done, without any change at all because of the murderous intention.

"Do you want to fight? I'm afraid you won't have a chance if I attack." Mercer said disdainfully.

Killing intent?

Then a hundred Assassin Kings stood next to him and blasted him with murderous intent. It was just a tickle.

No matter how strong the murderous intent of the King of Assassins is, can he be stronger than a single universe-level Old One?

That must be impossible.

Although Mercer only absorbed a few tentacles of the Old Ones, they also contained at least five percent of its spiritual strength.

It seems very small from the data, but at the level of Earthlings, Mercer's mental attack would start with at least five hundred Assassin Kings!

The man in black started to move. From a distance of less than ten meters, most people could see clearly no matter how fast they ran.

But the man in black was just an afterimage, and he arrived in front of Mercer in an instant. A dagger flashed out of his right hand and pierced Mercer's throat.

Halfway through the movement of holding the dagger, the man in black actually let go of the dagger, stepped his right foot to the left, and used it as the center point to push his body through Mercer's armpit, and instantly reached his behind.

This is his main purpose!

Using his right hand to attack, all the opponent's attention was focused on the dagger. When he was concentrating on raising his hand to block, he let go of the dagger and used highly maneuverable steps to get behind the opponent and kill him.

Even veterans with combat experience will fall victim to this type of attack idea.

But the man in black didn't expect that he would be facing the most evil person on earth.

The entire process from attacking ten meters away to retreating took less than five seconds. When the dagger appeared again in the man in black's hand and was about to pierce into Mercer's body, the dagger suddenly stopped.

It was like the air in mid-air was frozen, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward an inch.

The man in black looked down and saw that although Mercer did not turn his head, the latter's palm reached behind and directly grasped the sharp blade.

"Hmph, do you think you can block it like this? My blade is coated with poison. You will die violently in less than a minute!"

Letting go of the dagger in his hand, the man in black jumped away and looked at Mercer with a sneer. He seemed to have anticipated Mercer's tragic death.

Mercer held the blade, turned around and looked at the man in black with a smile on his face. He did not move, but just stood in front of him holding the dagger for a minute.

"What did you just say? Repeat it again?"