The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Fishermen and hunters will never disappear because of the royal family change.

Demon hunters must be neutral.

Chapter 1324 The Secret of Masyaf

A week later.

Since the defeat of the Knights Templar, the castle is now located in the deserted mountains and has been completely abandoned. A goshawk drew across the sky lonely. They arrived here early in the morning one day, Masyaf, the assassin. The former headquarters of the Brotherhood, the former residence of Master Altaïr, and only the two dilapidated villages in the desolate place can bring a little bit of life. Maybe it was peaceful and stable here, maybe there were hundreds of assassins here to communicate, live and train together, but the glory of the past, like the smoke from the village, dissipated in the lonely and empty sky.

The castle stands alone, guarding its own secrets silently, climbing up the sloping hillside, and signs of damage to the village can still be seen in front of the castle. This may be a large-scale village that can accommodate hundreds of households. People live. Today, only the adobe walls covered by vines and weeds tell visitors the stories of the past.

"This village was destroyed by the invasion of the Mongol army. Hulagu Khan was Masyaf's last guest. Altaïr Ibn La'Ahad was the last assassin grandmaster who lived here."

"The headquarters was lost from his hands?"

"You can think so, but in fact, the order was established thousands of years ago, and Master Altaïr allowed it to be reborn from decadence." Ezio's words are full of respect for Altaïr.

"Rebirth the Order, Ezio, haven't you already done it?"

Zelin didn't know what others thought, but in his eyes, Ezio rebuilt the brotherhood that had been almost completely destroyed, and defeated the seemingly impossible Caesar in a short time. This is almost impossible for many people. It is beyond the ability of many people to quickly get out of the shadow of failure and loss of loved ones and return to Rome to find a chance to fight back.

"You are too exaggerated." Ezio smiled and waved his hand. For safety reasons, they did not call Sophia, but negotiated with Sophia and met in Greece two weeks later. After all, Ezio didn't want Sofia to be targeted by Selim.

The Assassin teacher walked slowly through here, as if he was familiar with the plants and trees of Masyaf. The villagers who were feeding the chickens with rotten vegetable leaves raised their heads and looked at these uninvited guests with their eyes hidden in wrinkles like dead trees. They set sail from Constantinople a week ago, and after landing in Latakia, they headed to Masyaf with the help of a local Mamluk friend in Ezio. Zelin didn't know if it was still called Masyaf, but he could be sure that maybe in a few decades, this castle will eventually be integrated into the mountains, rocks and vegetation. Maybe, no one will remember in the future, there used to be a name called Masyaf.

"Master Altaïr was already eighty years old when Hulagu Khan destroyed Baghdad. When the Mongolian forward arrived at the fortress, there were more than two hundred trained assassins."

"The result?"

"Master Altaïr ordered all the assassins to leave the headquarters and scattered all over the place. He stayed by himself, and then closed the library."

"What do you say?"

"The master thinks that we should not stay in a meaningless castle. He gives freedom to all assassins. He thinks it is extremely stupid to keep such a castle. This will make us proud and arrogant and become an excellent enemy. Attack the target. He finally realized that the way to maintain justice should be to go through his life with justice in mind, live with ordinary people, and walk into the crowd, instead of guarding all beings as a god."

Zelin thought for a while, and finally made a comment. "The right decision. I am becoming more and more curious about what kind of wisdom is still hidden in his library."

This mountain road is not easy to walk. When the Templars occupied this place in the past, they didn't have any idea of ​​repairing the road. The door to the outer wall of the castle is still open, and it welcomes any outsiders, but Masyafne has no treasure worth searching, maybe there are only decaying tables and chairs that can be used as firewood. There are many climbing plants hanging on the wall, and the winch behind the gate is already covered by vines. The empty castle still has the glory of the past. Standing in front of the gate and looking up, the exquisite glass painting on the towering main building has only faded slightly under the erosion of the years. However, Zelin noticed a broken hole on it, and looked at the reflection of the broken edge. He judged that it was caused in a short period of time.

"Two months ago, when I was fighting with the Knights Templar here, I broke the piece of glass and broke out of the closed main building." Ezio took the opportunity to say. He sighed with emotion, "Time flies so fast, the situation when I just came to Masyaf seems to be only yesterday."

"I still remember three months ago, when I just arrived in Rome, standing in front of your headquarters on the island of Tiber, your capable sister almost stabbed the Hidden Blade in my neck." Zelin opened. A joke "I feel like I was dreaming about it last night."

"If I didn't know you had a wife, I would have liked to ask if you would marry Claudia." Ezio didn't mean to be joking instead. "This is my fault. I should have helped her find a husband earlier, but I focused on consolidating the achievements of the Brotherhood and dealing with the remnants of Pokia. It turned out to be like this now. I don't know Claudius. Will Ya blame me in the future."

They walked into the main tower, Ezio found an extinguished torch inside, which should have been left by the Templars when they evacuated. In the room on the left side of the main building, they went around a corner and saw a step leading to the bottom. At the end of the step was a dark corridor. They walked down the steps, and there were still blood stains on the nearby walls, indicating that the past occupants here did not doubt the arrival of the assassins, although in the end it turned out that whether they were welcome or not could not change anything.

At the end of the tunnel, they stopped in front of a stone wall more than two meters high.

"It's here." Ezio raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him with some nostalgia. To be precise, it was a huge stone gate. The Assassin Instructor took out the key discs one after another from his own package, and the obsidian discs gave off a little gleam in the gloomy environment. "Altaïr's library is finally over."

The stone gate uses straight lines to depict peculiar lines, which belong to the constellation of this world. Ezio said casually while taking out the key. Altaïr had been to Mesopotamia, the birthplace of astrology. Altaïr is not only an assassin, but also a well-learned scholar. It seems reasonable for such a person to build a library on the ground floor of the headquarters to store his knowledge.

"Altaïr must have set up some confidentiality measures here, um, this is Cancer." Ezio pressed a key disc on the gap in the stone wall, and the constellations linked by the pattern on the disc exudes a soft white light. . It is hard to believe that this place was built by a group of ordinary people. If it were in the world of demon hunters, Zelin would definitely believe that there was a legacy of an archmage hidden behind it. "And this, Leo, as for this one... Aries. Yes, that's it. Alright!"

When the last disk was placed, there was a harsh rumbling sound from the stone wall gate of the library.

The underground chamber, which has been closed for more than two hundred years, is finally seen again.

"This is yours, Ezio." Zelin took a step back, not knowing why, he felt that he shouldn't go in. "Your library, your enlightenment, and your wisdom are not mine." This is not where the demon hunter should be, not where he should go in. "When you come out, remember to tell me what kind of wisdom is in it."

Ezio nodded in gratitude to him. He raised the torch and wandered down the stale steps. When he reached the end of the steps, Zelin saw him raise the torch to light the first brazier fixed on the wall inside. Then there was another rumbling sound. The library seemed to have known that the people who should have found it had arrived. They should allow a quiet time for the people inside. The door slowly closed, and the assassin's back finally disappeared in the gradually closing door. In the seam.

Chapter 1325: The End of a Grand Master

The library of more than two hundred years is welcoming its first guest with its unique silence.

The ventilation ducts hidden in the walls allowed the torches on the side of the corridor to ignite, a thick layer of dust was deposited on the ground, and the broken spider web indicated that even the spiders had given up here. Located underground, gloomy and lonely, the echo of footsteps is particularly loud. But Ezio didn't hesitate. He knew this. For some reason, he felt like he was back home. This should be where he is coming, and here is his end.

After lighting the fifth brazier, the corridor finally reached the end. This is a wide rotunda. The hall is fifty meters wide and the dome is at least fifty meters high from the ground. It is really like a library, with many dusty piles on top of each other. Bookshelves, bookshelves divide the rotunda into a circular aisle layer after layer. The bookshelf has long turned dark under the erosion of the years. When the fire light passed, the shadow receded into the corner, revealing the original appearance of the rows of bookshelves.

The bookshelves are empty.

"No books, no wisdom."

Ezio stepped lightly, his eyes did not rest on the surprisingly empty bookshelves, but rather looked sadly at the circular open space under the central dome of the library. There is an oak seat, but the assassin's eyes are not on the seat.

"Only you, my brother."

A skeleton sits on a wooden chair, still wearing the clothes of the Assassin Grandmaster. It lowered its head, as if it was just taking a nap.

Ezio squatted down and gently touched his forehead. "May you rest in peace, Master Altaïr."

Altaïr still held a disc in his hand, exactly the same as the key disc in the Masyaf library. Ezio stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched the disc, a dazzling light enveloped him.

Phantom. He saw many things, how Altaïr let his children leave when the Mongols invaded, and brought the golden apples in his hands into the library, completely sealing it up.

This is an illusion that only Ezio can see. Friends with him may wonder why Ezio knows Altaïr’s deeds so well that he even knows the past of Masyaf Castle as if he had lived here. .

He has indeed lived here, in illusions. He can see many illusions that ordinary people can't see. In the key of Masyaf Library, he saw the memory that Altaïr kept inside, his life. But this is not the first time, these magical relics of Eden, whether they are golden apples, pope scepters or Masyaf keys, he can always see special things in these relics, only he can see but can’t understand The scene, hearing those words of inexplicable meaning. He thought that his companions who were traveling with him might see these illusions, because Zelin looked strange in every way, but to his a little disappointment, Zelin couldn't see any illusions either. In Sophia's bookstore, Ezio knew when Zelin held the obsidian disc.

These visions were just haunting him.

Paying tribute to Altaïr again, Ezio, according to his memory, went straight to the secret place kept in Masyaf. This is located at the end of the library. There is a square movable slab that can be pressed down on the wall.

Ezio pressed it down without hesitation, the dust fell amidst the rumble, and when a gap was just cracked in the wall around him, the dazzling golden light broke through the wall uncontrollably.

Golden Apple!

"Another artifact?"

Ezio subconsciously reached for it.

But his hand stopped in mid-air.

"No, you should stay here." Ezio stepped back slowly, and he calmly looked at the artifact that had caused many people to fight for the bloodshed. "I have seen enough in my life."

But all this is not determined by his will.

The dazzling golden light swept across the entire library, making the old library magnificent. Ezio raised his hand to block the glare, and he felt that his head was about to split, and countless information and illusions poured into it. The library became brighter, to be precise, the whole library began to shine. It was just a moment of effort. He saw the scene of the end of the world, and saw the efforts made by ancient civilizations to fight the end of the world—then they failed, but they left the seeds, because the end of the world will come. It was like warning and hope, countless information flowed into his mind, and he seemed to have experienced day and night in front of these fantasies.

When he recovered, Ezio suddenly realized that he had just raised his arm that blocked the glare.

There were also countless illusions, but this time, Ezio understood one thing.

This is indeed his end.

"Desmond?"